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28 December 2007

Answer: Jesus



Want to mess with your Sunday School teacher's noggin? Answer every question "Jesus". Try it with me.

1) Why do bad things happen to good people?
Answer: Jesus

2) What are some ways to reach out to your neighbors?
Answer: Jesus

Brother, you CANNOT go wrong with that one. But for some reason, scientists don't seem to find that joke quite as funny as I do. To them, there is seemingly very little logic in "Jesus" being even considered as an answer to any logical question... let alone how the Universe was made!

That, coupled with the fact that our responses are about as effective as Homer's when he said,
"Let's just say that on this day a million years ago, a dude was born who most of us think was magic. But other's don't and that's cool. But we're probably right. Amen."
I think that's what science hears us saying when we flippantly just say... "Jesus" as THE answer to the mysteries of the universe that they've struggled their whole professional life to uncover.

1 Peter 3:15 says,
"But in your hearts set apart Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect."
NOT having a good Christian answer is quite frankly insulting to the educated as it's not acknowledging them in their language. On CSI, Grissom always says that he simply "follows the evidence". That's all scientists are doing! But truth is sometimes slow to uncover, and God is bigger than the dirt we've already dug.

Play this out. When there are misunderstandings between two people... there are fights about who is right. Two kids both claiming ownership of a lollipop are not likely to have much grace for each other's point of view. "Why yes Billy... I see now from your perspective why you'd feel that emotional attachment to that certain item of confectionery".

Contrary to what many non-believers think, the Bible does not teach blind faith. In fact, in 1 Thessalonians 5:21 it tells believers to test everything. Proverbs 18:15 says, "The mind of the prudent acquires knowledge, And the ear of the wise seeks knowledge."

If we can all have a little "gentleness and respect" for each other... take a deep breath... and realize that we're ALL searching for "Truth"... God will continue to reveal who He is to both kids holding the lollipop.


27 December 2007

Shrek lied to me


"Better out than in. That's what I always say".
Shrek
That my friends, is NOT always true. I learned that last night at about 3am, right about the same time that I learned that Turkey dinner tastes better on the way IN.

What a nasty way to finish up Christmas holidays.

But the good part is that it led to my favorite hour of my Christmas holiday. For 1 solid hour... the kids were ALL sleeping and my wife and I (me dirty and unshowered) watched "Ten Things I Hate about you" on the couch together. It was a "just like the good 'ole days" moment.

Not that the movie is really good or anything, but it's a teeny/girlie movie that we've just seen over and over and over. It's dumb and charming. Like us.

Being "at home" with my wife is my most favorite place.
It's not contrived. It's just being.

25 December 2007

Christmas Shoes


Christmas Shoes
Originally uploaded by Big Ear.

Merry Christmas

I'll bet there are 75 million digital photographs taken today.

My parents used to take 20. (save 4 shots for New Years Eve).

And wow... Oscar Peterson died... I hope that doesn't get missed in Christmas. He was truly amazing.

24 December 2007

Hammertime Devotions

Believe it or not MC Hammer has a blog. Last year he wrote this...

The Bible, Wall Street and Coffee

Things in common. All three of these are eye openers.
--Hammertime

And it's true. This morning as I read the Bible Psalm 32 came alive.

2 Count yourself lucky—
God holds nothing against you
and you're holding nothing back from him.

3 When I kept it all inside,
my bones turned to powder,
my words became daylong groans.

4 The pressure never let up;
all the juices of my life dried up.

9 "Don't be ornery like a horse or mule
that needs bit and bridle
to stay on track."

10 God-defiers are always in trouble;
God-affirmers find themselves loved
every time they turn around.

11 Celebrate God.
Sing together—everyone!
All you honest hearts, raise the roof!



23 December 2007

A Beautiful, Ancient, Everyday, Hallowed, Wear-Him-to-work-clothes-God

Keith to Brian, me
show details 5:04 PM (14 hours ago)



"Jesus is fun."


Excellent statement from my friend Keith yesterday.

Jesus hasn't always been fun for me. But even during the years of my drunken rebellion, I did know He was there. I grew up singing hymns, attending church bazaar's, lighting advent candles, and hearing my sermons delivered by those in collars and robes. Good men. And I am still today thankful for those who taught me the "old old story".

Regardless of style; Jesus IS Jesus. I know it because when I sing "How great thou art" today, I am reminded of my young days and the presence of God that was stirred when His name was exalted. It's the same presence that I felt this morning singing it.

When I remember MY ancient days, I'm humbled and honored to be a small player in THE Ancient of Day's "story of man". It's wonderful to have something Ancient as an anchor. It's bigger than today's fads. It's functional "yesterday, today, and forever."

"Jesus is fun."

Psalm 27:1
The LORD is my light and my salvation— whom shall I fear? The LORD is the stronghold of my life— of whom shall I be afraid?

21 December 2007

Mr Computer tells me who I am

Click to view my Personality Profile page

This test tells me that I'm "The Originator". Say it with a big booming movie trailer voice. THE ORIGINATOR!!!!

"logical, innovative, curious and downright inventive. They see possibilities for improvement everywhere and possess the ability to understand complex concepts. ENTPs are introspective and carefree nonconformists. They often neglect the more common areas of life while pursuing new solutions. They can be good conversationalists and exciting company"

They tell me that some famous people who are like me are:

  • Alexander the Great - king, military commander
  • Matthew Perry - actor (Friends)
  • John Candy - comedian, actor
  • Sir Walter Raleigh - writer, poet, explorer
  • Walt Disney - filmmaker, entrepreneur
  • Weird Al Yankovic - musician (satire/parody)
  • Theodore "Teddy" Roosevelt - American President
  • Thomas Edison - inventor
  • Tom Hanks - actor

  • And apparently some fictional people who are like me are:

  • Bugs Bunny - Looney Tunes
  • Cosmo Kramer - Seinfeld
  • Shirley Feeney - Laverne & Shirley
  • Wile E. Coyote - Road Runner (Looney Tunes)

  • I used to put very little stock in personality analysis. This has changed over the years drastically for me. Now... does every little internet quiz change my life? Fraid not Fredo. But understanding yourself and others entirely revolutionizes the ease with which work is accomplished... what it really does is help with having grace.

    Knowing that I can think and function differently from others... and it be OK on both sides is quite liberating. It's freeing for both parties to go and do what they do best.



    20 December 2007

    Oh Christmas Tree


    Christmas Tree Craft
    Originally uploaded by Big Ear.
    Excitement at Christmas is brought on by different things when you have kids. Better things I think.

    He is a loathsome offensive brute... and yet I can't look away

    My friend Sam emailed me this morning with this clip.
    His email said only, "What the what?"

    Agreed.



    What on earth is happening here?

    I've tried to write a punchline 3 times. Stopped each time.
    I think I'll just say, "What the what?" again.

    19 December 2007

    Mmmm...The Soup of Nothingness

    Genesis 1-2 "First this: God created the Heavens and Earth—all you see, all you don't see. Earth was a soup of nothingness, a bottomless emptiness, an inky blackness. God's Spirit brooded like a bird above the watery abyss."

    As Homer (the yellow one... not the 7th Century BC Greek author) would say, "Mmmm soup of nothingness" . When I went away to college, my personal testimony about Christ was rarely challenged. My Sunday routines were quite acceptable to the heathens in the crowd. My abstinence of lust and liquor was viewed as an acceptable personal choice. But the very thought that God created the earth was so preposterous to the academic community that, in their eyes, my belief in this theory poked Swiss cheese holes in my Christian story.

    I'm not the only one to feel this. Comedian and Political Junkie Ben Stein is about to release a mainstream documentary called, "No Intelligence Allowed" about why "intelligent design," has been ignored for so long by the majority of the scientific community. Creation is about to become a very publicly debated issue. So we'd better have an answer... right?

    Maybe. There are those like Judah Etinger who NEEDED "the answers" and on his own began to dig into "the proofs" for Creation. He wrote a terrific book called "Foolish Faith" (the whole book is online at www.foolishfaith.com ) that uses "The Anthropic Principle" with many little nuggets like,
    "If the earth was located only slightly farther away from the sun, it would freeze like the planet Mars. If it was only slightly closer, it would burn up in heat like the 860°F temperature on Venus..".

    Etinger says,

    "This combination of coincidences… that is indeed remarkable. There is no better evidence to support the argument that the Universe has been designed for our benefit -- tailor-made for man."

    How would I have known this theory if I hadn't chosen to study it? I wouldn't have. Did I know this fact the day that I chose to love the Lord my God with all my heart, mind, soul and strength. Not even close. All I knew was that my heart was free and everything looked beautiful again. Never will we be able to prove everything. In fact, proof before faith is somewhat contrary to how the Kingdom of God works.

    Was the world created LITERALLY in 7 days. I don't know, and frankly I don't care. It could be literal or metaphorical for all I care. What I know is that there ARE answers... because I KNOW it happened somehow... because when I look around and all I see is beauty. The proof of creation is everywhere you look. Read. Learn. Study. But in the Kingdom of God, sometimes proof looks different.

    17 December 2007

    We've NEVER looked this good

    This weekend was a great weekend. I had the honor of standing in the wedding of great friends. It was one of those wedding that you're just really, really, happy for the couple. They are young and in love... but have done things responsibly, with wisdom, and with twinkling eyes wide open.

    It was also a very special day for my wife and I as we've had the pleasure of spending a considerable amount of time this year with our friends, chatting with them about marriage, and even opening up even some of the private parts of our relationship to them... letting them pry into the "how's" and "why's" that I wish we'd had as a young married couple.

    It's so satisfying to see "fruit" in life.

    Like when things are done correctly, and the proper reward comes for a job well done. You've got to look at this picture of me and my stunning bride. When you drop 130 dollars for tux... you'd better get some good pictures! I can honestly say that Krissy and I just keeping looking better. Not that I'm bragging (OK I'm bragging) but it's true.

    We've never been so comfortable in our own skin. We've never been this comfortable in our own gifting. We've never had the depth of love that we now have for each other.

    I used to be quite a conundrum socially. I'm rarely not talking. I joke. I entertain. I just can't help myself. But other times, I'm quite quiet and moody socially. Contrary to it's appearance, I considered myself more of a brooding introvert that anything. I made the comment to my wife (who knows my thoughts before I even say them) that, "That doesn't happen as much anymore". She said that it's because I'm far more confident than I used to be. Not arrogant. But I have the assurance that who I am .... IS GOOD. I'm happy more. I neither have to sulk, nor do I have to babble gibberish at every moment to feel ... right.

    What a fun revelation!

    And my bride... she's about the coolest chick I've ever come across. As she's grown in life and Godliness, she's increasingly freer and freer to be ALL that she was destined to be. Every time she does the hard work and overcomes what hinders her... she becomes more and more attractive to me... (and I hear that the feeling is mutual... gray hair and all) .

    14 December 2007

    Nothing really to say. Yet...

    I've got very little to say. Well that's never true actually.

    You know what's hilarious? When nicey nicey Christians write on the internet and replace letter's in the "dirty words" with symbols so the "bad people" don't search them out and taint their Utopian Jesusland. That's very funny.

    Like instead of sex... they'll write, s@x. Nice dodge Ali.

    Frankly, Blogs are relatively ineffective in the real world... so if you're writing about good things, wouldn't you actually WANT bizarro's to stumble on something of value in the sea of internet feces? I think I want that. I'm going to type some bad words for that purpose.

    Crap... Boobs... Horse Emissions... Ass... Liberal... Anglican... Damn... Clinton... Masturbation... Meth Amphetamines... Hannah Montana...

    OK you weird web sickos... do you love the Lord your God with all your heart mind soul and strength? THERE... I've done my evangelical duty. The ole rope a dope.

    In news of other stupid things... this sticker on the right just won the 11th annual award for the wackiest warning label of the year.

    It was on a tractor.

    Yep Clem... avoid death. Good advice.

    I'd also like to give a big old fashioned Big Ear shout-out to the world famous artist Shamus Goldensteinbergbaum (pictured on left).

    He is a breathtakingly beautuful man of questionable repute. He was dropped off on the doorstep of magical dancing elves at the tender age of 5. From there, Shamus baked and crocheted his way to international infamy and came to be known as "Grandma's little stinker". Shamus now enjoys the company of mushrooms and mule... but you should hear him freestyle... sweet mama Marie!

    I love you Shamus. I baked you some Marzipan.

    11 December 2007

    The ole traditional Church Bachelor Party

    Had some public embarrassment, kiss pimpin', bachelor party, fun last night with my friend Matt...



    The Christian Bachelor Party. Someone last night made the comment, "so what happens now, does a girl come out and preach?". Oh yeah... we brought Joyce Meyer in.

    It's kind of a tough mind-wrap-around. Obviously we've all heard of the stereotypical bachelor parties with strippers or something of the like. One of my friends actually told me of a Christian female shower that brought in a reverse stripper. A guy walked in in shorts and got dressed for them! Ha... THAT'S funny.

    Frankly... bachelor parties are a celebration of what the groom is about to experience. And for the young Christian wedders... SEX is a primary.... OK Stop... THE primary thing on their mind when it comes to "the celebration". 5 days before their wedding, the color of the candles on the table, or the holy union of spirits... isn't the first thing on their mind.

    So why should Christians exclude it from their celebration? Answer. They shouldn't. I truly enjoyed eating that chocolate boob. Yummers.

    I think that it is socially quite healthy to speak (somewhat) openly about sexual things. I'm not speaking of true crudeness... but there is nothing shameful about it and it shouldn't be treated as such.

    It's actually something that I regret. I was vehemently opposed to having anything creative done for my bachelor party. Quite vocal about it. And my groomsmen respected my wishes. We played ball hockey, ate wings... and it was great. But there was something kinda uppity and religious in my mind that I didn't realize at the time... and never sat totally right. A healthy dose of public humiliation could have cured that methinks.

    This is far from a simple issue in the Big C church, because not everyone is deals at the same place of freedom. We also all have our issues that we feel "liberated" in... and they're not always the same areas! The last thing A CHURCH would want to be is lewd or a stumbling block to others. But this is simply not even much of an issue for younger Christians. To them, many of the church's seemingly ludicris hangups, are simply ignored.

    But to make this happen... you NEED the authority of the AUTHORITIES. If your church leadership isn't in support of the "edginess" it could create issues... for you, them, and even the groom who you're trying to bless. Brian is a terrific leader and sees the value in something like this (he brought the rope!)... and it's because of him that church got to share in something fun in Matt's life. Saying "no" would drop a line of divide, saying "I can't enjoy everything that God provided for me at the church. I have to get it elsewhere".

    See... The Church, should be into "Total Life Prosperity". There is no reason why the church should not embrace even something as juvenile as a bachelor party. It's a fun thing. It strengthens friendship. It embraces even the sexual "celebration" that the groom is about to embark on. It let's men be men for a night ... before the pink floating candles and the lacy white table clothes take over again.


    10 December 2007

    Every baby is different...


    ...like this one for example... she's different in the manner that she likes to wake up at 4:30... scream for an hour... then get us up at 5:30am. That's different.

    She's different in the manner that she MUST be held by either her mother or father (suckers... oh wait) at all times.

    She's different in the manner that seems to get a legitimate thrill from sticking her hands in my mouth, scratching up my gums. That's pretty different.

    She's different in the manner that she won't allow us to drive for more than one hour at a time.

    But oh man... look at those blue eyes.
    When she giggles it's all worth it somehow.

    Kids help us remember that life is not about ME.
    They're just more "vocal" about it than most are.

    7 December 2007

    My little sister Karen... I mean Jen.


    There are often times where people can get on my nerves. Not SPECIFIC people... humans on the whole. But there are a few people on this planet that are exempt from this category. My sister Jen is one of these people.

    She's nurse in a hospital to very premature babies. It's a very difficult job. She sees situations (and makes quick decisions about them) every day that would be paralyzing for many of us even think about. And she does it with grace, compassion and a quick sharp wit.

    This year, Jen intentionally moved home our city (even though now she has to drive a good distance to work). One of the reasons was so that she could be a part of our family life. She's a generous, loving and committed aunt to my kids. They love it when Aunty Jen is coming over! She's actively involved with a terrific church plant in Brantford called Generations.

    This winter/spring, my little sister is headed to West Africa on "Mercy Ships" to do some intensive medical mission work in Liberia and then may head to Med School. Jen is astoundingly beautiful and is a bright star who lives to honor God and others. It's said about many... but the world needs more people like my sister.

    She's so legit.

    I love bragging on my siblings. Sometimes I joke that they are collecting credible job titles! Doctor, Nurse, Reverend, Officer...

    I know that Jen's really "My Little Sister" because of the "Your My Big Brother" way she looks at me and talks to me. It's often in the form of laughter.
    We laugh a lot. We mock things a lot. We agree on lots and disagree on some.

    I used to called her "Karen" after Gaby Hoffman's character in Field of Dreams. It used to drive my little sister monkey nuts.

    While I was partly joking (as I have the tendency to do), I did it because of the way Ray Kinsella looked at his young daughter. Lovingly. Like she was the apple of his eye. With the same unwavering warmth that I felt when I saw my "little sister Jenny".

    Last night after talking with my little sister late into the evening, Krissy turned to me in a half sleep and told me, "That's how I knew you'd treat our daughters like Princess's... because of the way you treat your sister."

    What a wonderful statement.
    I'm immensely proud of who she is.
    I'm honored to be a big brother to her and her destiny.

    4 December 2007

    Family Devotions and Dead Vans


    A couple of years I wrote a article about our family tradition of the anniversary Pineapple.

    One year on our anniversary, we didn't much money for gifts or dates, but seeing our kids digging into something that was special to us was a gift that was better than money.

    Last night, my kids did it again.

    We've begun to do family devotions. We worship, read from a kids Bible, and pray together. My wife and I watched our kids sing all the words to Paul Baloche's "Hosanna"... including my son LITERALLY preaching, teaching and encouraging the family to close our eyes and lift our hands. He led worship more legitimately than many services I've been in.

    I read them the story of Palm Sunday... all about how the people shouted, "Hosanna... blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord". They asked questions. They said, "Really??? That's so crazy!" in an awesome kiddy way. Then we asked the kids what they what we could thank God about. Jared said, "a thankful heart". Aislin said, "mommy and daddy". We through in houses and cars. The whole family prayed through the list and then the kids cheered!

    They fired up the CD player and grabbed their mics and guitars and worshiped again. This time Jared thanked God for all these things as they led a Holy Ghost living room session.

    Psalm 128

    A song of ascents.
    1 Blessed are all who fear the LORD,
    who walk in his ways.

    2 You will eat the fruit of your labor;
    blessings and prosperity will be yours.

    3 Your wife will be like a fruitful vine
    within your house;
    your sons will be like olive shoots
    around your table.


    It was truly something to behold. NOW the interesting part refers back to something I was thinking about last week. Reacting to the up and downs of life. My transmission had a sudden massive heart attack on Friday and we're now stuck with a huge bill... or no van... in the Christmas season. None of these options sound good to Dave.

    The interesting thing is that 2 months down the road... something will have happened and God will have provided for my every need like He always does. It's a simple do-able thing for a God who owns "the stuff". But something like what God's doing in my kids is FAR MORE of a blessing than anything tangible (or drivable).

    So how do I react is the question... since know that these financial MOUNTAINS nearly paralyze me. I'm realizing knowing my weaknesses... is different from OVERCOMING them. I have to believe that stuff that I need...is just stuff... and that I need to "cast my cares on Him". The evidence of His faithfulness sang in my living room last night.

    Pressure and stress are illusions... and when we take them on ourselves... they're HEAVY HEAVY things that stop us from seeing the world with clarity.

    3 December 2007

    Mike Huckabee

    I'm not an American.

    But if I was a Christian in the US... THIS answer would give me tingles



    Gave me tingles.
    Excellent answer for a politician in a debate.
    I wonder if a Canadian candidate could get away with it?
    Doubt it.

    Yummy Christmas Treats


    I am, in no way, a marketing genius.

    But even I could have pieced together that THIS may not be a great book name.

    Kind of reminds me of when I was in high school. I would alway tune into "Wok with Yan" in the hopes that he'd be cooking "crab"

    Why you ask?

    FYI... "crab" always came out sounding like "crap"


    "Now I will put this BIG crap in the pan. (Sniff) Mmmmm... this is one tasty crap!"

    1 December 2007

    The funny thing about vans...

    ... is that sometimes they die.

    For example,

    mine.

    Yesterday.

    I've written about it before, but many, many, many, times over my life God has used my vehicles to teach me things and focus my eyes on Him.

    Guess it's easier to remember God when you, your wife and three young kids are walking around town in the snow.

    YES.

    29 November 2007

    BrantNOW Magazine!


    If you live in Brantford... be on the lookout for BrantNOW's first ever MAGAZINE!

    Flip a few pages and check my article called "Version 2.0". It all about speaking LIFE and what can happen when you speak good thing about a city.



    Big props to Jamie Stephens (BrantNOW.com) on a great job!

    Alright... because you asked... here's the article (but still read the Magazine)

    Prayer Version 2.0

    Word travels fast these days. How we interact with each other has been given and extreme-makeover. I hope you saw it coming. Because if you're not a Facebooker or a "Text Monkey", you're likely sitting at home right now wondering, " why am I not getting any emails, or phone calls, or telegraphs any more? Do I offend?"

    Whoever "they" are, call this new wave of Internet usage, Web version 2.0. Where the Internet has given birth to new online communities of people who congregate and gossip about excruciating minutia. But this concept has much further social ramifications. It's changed the way our information is distributed. It's why movies are releasing longer trailers on You Tube and you can listen to… and re-post new, full, copy written songs on your blog. Word travels fast.

    Reputations grow... plans are destroyed... opinions are formed by the masses. Life version 2.0 has given voice to the young, dumb, and easily influenced. Suddenly, who you are matters. Which brings us to Brantford. You can find a facegroup group "I finally gotten the hell out of Brantford", who's most recent comment is "Downtown smells like bird poop and Oreo's". Stay classy Chico. Yet this statement has influenced 714 people to join this group! 1341 Brantfordians are proud to declare that their lives have been touched by "Mike on a Bike". Many have take photos with him and posted them. (Including me). What does this really mean? Nothing. But it's making a statement of something inside their own heart. Speaking out loud what they see, feel and believe.

    What are you speaking out loud? The truth is that your voice and what you say has always influenced your city. Because a city IS its people. Civic squares are nothing without people to skate on the rink. But if enough people band together and stir up bad sentiment about it... nobody will be there. And the best laid plans of mice and men will come crashing down.

    What would happen if you decided to speak LIFE over Brantford. What would happen if you gave voice to the things that are great about the city you've chosen to live in. Think about it. Why are you here? You're free to NOT be here... but you are. Why? What would happen if you started speaking out the whys? I'll tell you what would happen. Others would say. "Hmmm. That’s a good point." All of a sudden, 2 people are speaking good things about Brantford.

    I'm calling this Prayer version 2.0. Speaking life. One muggy Tuesday night this August, some of my radical, modern day hippie (only we're clean and have jobs) friends and me walked down to Victoria Park armed with an acoustic guitar and a nice new set of bongos. We looked at the Bank and spoke about financial prosperity in the city. We looked at the new University building and we spoke about educational success. We looked at St. Andrews United Church and we spoke about restoration and blessing the poor. We looked at City Hall and spoke about political understanding and unity.

    We were simply talking to God and asking Him to increase "LIFE" things in a place that all too frequently sees its share of "DEATH" things. 6 or 7 people gathered around us and wanted to know what we were doing. We told them and asked them what they'd like to see change in Brantford? They said some really harsh, raw things like racism, gun fights, anger, violence, hallucinations and what one girl called "bad things". You didn't have to be Dr. Phil to know that "bad things" really meant some unspeakably bad things. It's not that hard to tell. So we prayed and spoke life, peace and hope. And that's exactly what every member of our team, and even the passers-by, left Victoria Park with that muggy summer evening in August... Life, Hope and Peace.

    Prayer is the only way to make the midnight dreams make sense. It paints "the should be" shadows on a canvass then hangs it in the living room. It’s something that seems so intangible yet I know its real.
    How? When my eyes are open... everything is fluid. Quickly changing. Unstable and built on ground that could shift at a moment's notice. When my eyes are closed, I come right back to the place of "what should be". It's unchanging and unshakable. It's a place we can call home. And we all need that place.

    It's Brantford's "Revitalization Plan" version 2.0. We have to
    choose to speak life. Not just for your own sake, but you never know how speaking LIFE could lift the spirits of the next great Brantfordian. We're living in a Brantford where LIFE spreads fast! Want to team up? Email me at brantfordrevolution@gmail.com

    28 November 2007

    Life Plans

    Dave Carrol's Facebook profile

    My facebook status this morning said: Dave Carrol is musing that life is ALWAYS up and down. Why are we always caught by surprise by it?
    I then had a great MSN discussion with a friend of mine about this idea.

    J says: that is an amazing thought
    Dave at Work says:
    ha... yeah I'm always shocked at how rattled we all get

    J says: thats what makes it exciting...if life was predictable...I'd be bored

    Dave at Work says:
    But we always all react with emotion you know... and you have to... and it's good... but i often wonder just how and why we so lost in emotion of a moment

    J says: cuz its emotion that makes us human...i think anyway

    Dave at Work says:
    and how quickly people bail on important things because of how something feels at a particular moment. I think emotions and feelings can lie to you. They fluctuate because of circumstance

    J says: its because so few people have a plan.

    Dave at Work says:
    circumstance is fluid... you should find truth and make it a constant.

    J says: thats deep. Too few people have a life plan...so therefore they can't put circumstances in context

    Dave at Work says:
    I'm honestly not that big on life plans per say. I think that sometimes when people put a "plan" in place they attempt to dictate the "variables". It deals in the tangible. I think that things like values, principles, and truths should be the plan. Don't sway from them... walk on in life in that direction and the circumstances play out how they may

    Dave at Work says:
    see to me an example is comedy for me. I really wanted to do it for a while. I knew I could do it and do it well. But I never felt any kind of peace about basing "the doings" of life on it. I felt God telling me that "it's a tool that I've given you to communicate important things." and that's how I've seen it play out in my life. It's not about the silly variables... it's about the solids.

    Dave at Work says:
    I've still got to do what was in me... but if I'd struck out on a plan of ... how do I get from here to there... i wouldn't have been in a place where I've got to use it for some more than I could have thought before

    Dave at Work says:
    I was just thinking about this because of a dude I know who seems to have... as Paul Simon wrote once... "fled from himself in the struggle from here to get there"

    J says: when are you writing your first book???

    Dave at Work says:
    Ha... soon hopefully. It just looks like he's bailed on his principles... taking the easy wussy way out instead of being a man of integrity and learning how to change circumstance without throwing out solids

    Dave at Work says:
    just pisses me off

    I don't know really. It's is tough thing to throw at someone. Because frankly, we're all Captain Plankeye in SO MANY ways. But life is always up and down. The idea of the season, is prominent in the Bible... so why are we so impacted by the winter when we KNOW the spring is always on the way.

    I've never missed a spring.

    27 November 2007

    City in Haiku

    "God digs the city.

    How they age fascinates me.

    People living close."
    DC


    Jeremiah 29:7
    Also, seek the peace and prosperity of the city to which I have carried you into exile. Pray to the LORD for it, because if it prospers, you too will prosper.













    Hebrews 11:10
    For he was looking forward to the city with foundations, whose architect and builder is God.

    "Working at motion.

    Moving forward; falling back

    One day we'll get there"

    DC



    Jeremiah 33:9
    Then this city will bring me renown, joy, praise and honor before all nations on earth that hear of all the good things I do for it; and they will be in awe and will tremble at the abundant prosperity and peace I provide for it.


    "Aging adds color.

    Not that which was intended.

    But secrets over time."
    DC

    26 November 2007

    And now for something completely different

    One of the things that our Pastor at Freedom House encourages us to do in worship is... something completely different than we've ever done before. To some raising their hands is a liberating stretch and GREAT FOR THEM!

    Others bow. Others dance. Others write what they hear God saying.
    Some sit in awe, Some yell at the top of their lungs. We're called Freedom House eh. It's just how we roll.

    Truth is that nothing that we can do in an individual moment can capture the enormity of the Lord. We can barely scratch the surface of the Glory of God... let alone express with our fat little bodies His goodness in an old bar room.

    But this is about a relationship here. It's a story made up of moments.

    I have great friends who are about to be married in a few weeks. They're terrific people and I hope to be friends with them for years and years. They're about to wake up one morning, look at each other and say, "Wow... we're married." Their union as one begins and the rules of life change forever. The thrill and the weight of unknown adventure sits, seemingly tangibly, in front of them... but there's no way to reach out and touch it from the morning marriage bed.

    What then?

    You dance.
    If on the night of your 10th anniversary, you're still the same person with the same "moves" as your honeymoon... you'll sleep that night in love yes. But bored... longing for the freshness of the honeymoon bed.

    The same martial flirts. The same surprise romantic meals. The same perfume or cologne.
    The same sexual routines. The same date night destination. There is comfort in similarity, but the honest truth is that much of that comfort is our own.

    When you're in a relationship and your "one" does something new. Just for you. You're flattered. Your heart beats a bit quicker. You might even blush. It's something new... for you.

    That's what it's like for God I think when you choose to worship Him in a new way. Doesn't matter if you're in the honeymoon bed or on your 50th Anniversary with "The Groom"... he still wants to dance. He still wants to know that his bride is loving Him as passionately and freshly as He's loving on her.

    Job 36:16 "He is wooing you from the jaws of distress
    to a spacious place free from restriction,
    to the comfort of your table laden with choice food.

    23 November 2007

    The Farm

    This my Great Grandparent's Farmhouse between Madoc and Bancroft Ontario.


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    My family doesn't have lot's in the way of folk lore and lasting tradition. But what it does have... comes from this little farmhouse.

    The road to the right is named "Phillips Road" after my great Grandfather Oscar. They ran a self sufficient farm, they hunted, they trapped, they planted and harvested, they tapped trees and made their own maple syrup.

    They were wonderful happy people.
    I wonder if our land needs more Oscar and Cora Phillip's.

    22 November 2007

    Naked


    I wonder what God thinks when I throw my Hissy Fits?

    Does He laugh at me? Or just shake his head. Either way. Glad I don't have to see it.

    20 November 2007

    Things that seem awesome today

    I don't know who Mike Huckabee is... but this is awesome.

    ***Sidenote***
    I do know who he is... it just sounded cooler saying it the other way



    I saw this on "The Hour" last week. It's a guy who has made a series of t-shirts with the face of a complete stranger on it. The idea is that you wear it and think about the other person. In turn, you submit your face to be send to some other complete stranger.

    Kinda a global community deal.

    I like it... but what if we did it with prayer instead of nice thoughts?
    I've always found it funny when people say, "you'll be in my thoughts". Umm... who cares if you're thinking about me? Pray darn you... pray.

    Have you seen this picture of Jesus floating around the internet?


    Is it accurate?
    Offensive?
    Challenging?
    Wrong?

    I think all to some extent. But really... Biblically speaking, how is evil overcome? Kindness and Servanthood.

    Have you ever been in a foot washing service? I have done this a couple of times and it is POWERFUL POWERFUL act.

    It's humbling, full of love, full of honor. It's equalizing.

    1Cor 13: 3-5

    If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.


    That's love that makes change. "Against such things there is no law"

    19 November 2007

    Freedom House Art


    Pam Groenewegen (Will's awesome sister) painted this fantastic abstract interpretation of Freedom House.

    Love to hear your interpretations of it...

    What a wonderful example of how God is inspiring art in these days for HIS Glory!

    16 November 2007

    Warning


    "I believe what really happens in history is this: the old man is always wrong; and the young people are always wrong about what is wrong with him. The practical form it takes is this: that, while the old man may stand by some stupid custom, the young man always attacks it with some theory that turns out to be equally stupid."

    GK Chesterton

    Bye Bye Barry


    See that skinny little man on the right. He MAY have become that big 'ole He Hulk on the left

    Enough with Barry.

    Good bye now.

    I'm going to gaze longingly at my autographed Hank Aaron 755 photo on my wall.








    Ahhh....





    15 November 2007

    I love live TV...


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    LOVE it I tells ya.

    I used to host "Nite Lite". 2.5 hours of live Christian call-in TV where people of all makes and models would... let's say... "share" their...let's say.... "thoughts" about... let's say..."everything".

    A couple of my favorites were...

    Woman: "Do you know Queen Esther?"
    Dave: "Not personally but yes."
    Woman: "Remember how she bathed in myrrh?"
    Dave: (Worried) "Ummm... OK."
    Woman: "How do I make myrrh?"
    Dave: "Why do you want to make myrrh?"
    Woman: "I'd like to bathe in myrrh"
    Dave's Co-host: "Why don't you use a modern perfume... like Calvin Klein?"

    Or the day I spoke with the prophet Elijah (who apparently lives just outside Vancouver).

    Or the day the phone call started with...

    "Once I was in a car accident and I was taken into the throne room of God. He had long flowing hair and rubies for eyes. He told me that in heaven we'd all live on lakes and be farmers"


    Like I said... I love live TV

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