Saturday, March 2, 2013

REALITY CHECK!!!

March 2, 2013 was my birthday, and this year I became 68 years old; it made me think about the future. .. My Dad (Pa) died after a year of fighting prostate cancer, at the age of 71.          So, the way I figure it, I may only have 3 more years to live. .. I've been an end stage renal patient since April 1999, and been on dialysis (where they clean the toxins from my blood,    and remove excess fluids from the body, along with a few other things). .. Dialysis artificially keeps me alive longer by removing toxins from my blood that build up over time, and fluids being retained in my body so that I would not keep swelling up. .. So, I may really only have only three years to go (that's 3 x 52 = 156 weeks, or 156 x 7 = 1092 days to go).                And I've already had six (6) near-death experiences. .. The first, when I was 16 yo, and riding with my Dad (Pa) in a car he drove during the winter through the mountains of eastern Kentucky, where he was inspecting oil wells in which he had invested. We hit a patch of black ice, and were about to go over a 30 ft cliff, when the bottom of the car caught on the ground, and the car teetered there until we could scramble to safety. ... The last occurred when a car pulled out in front of a Raleigh, NC bus I was riding (15C, the Trawick Connector). ... The bus driver slammed on the brakes, and I was in the only seat that didn't have something to brace myself with. ... So I flew forward, and miraculously I rotated around and hit the floor fairly softly. .. Two riders helped me up, and I went on my way.

To show how I look now compared to my High School days I've included three pictures, as shown below. .. Picture 1 was taken in 1963, when I was a Senior in High School, and I was voted Senior Class Yearbook King. .. The lovely girl at my side is Donna Harlow, voted the Yearbook Queen (and was also crowned “Miss Louisville” that year. .. Picture 2 was taken in 2013, when I became 68 yo. .. What a difference 50 years makes! . .. My Dad (Pa) would say  I look like a racehorse that has been “ridden hard, and put away wet”. . Both Pictures 1 & 2 are “head shots”, but Picture 3 shows me standing in March 2013.

Also, I've had balance problems, and gone downhill from walking one mile to dialysis three years ago, to using four-footed cane, and two weeks ago, I started to use a walker (and now the nurses at dialysis have me switch to a wheelchair to go to the restroom to wash my hands, before going home). ... I've gone downhill rapidly in about three weeks!

The question I ask myself is,
HOW SHOULD I INVEST EACH MINUTE, OF EACH DAY THAT'S LEFT?”

This is a sobering thought, and one that is a life-changer!!
For me, THE ANSWER IS EASY.

I want to spend my last days focused on the people around me, especially my four children:
(Liza, Sarah, Cara, and Tim), and my former wife (Carole). .. My goal is to do ANYTHING I CAN to help them.

Unfortunately, I'll probably live my last days as I have the first 68 years (by trial and error) and I've made a LOT of ERRORS over the years. ... I just seem to fumble my way through life.         Falling flat on my face; picking myself up, and going on, then falling flat on my face again; picking myself up again, and going on, etc. .. [Life just seems to be a series of mistakes, that     I need to correct, before I can go on, (The Bible calls them “sins”, I need to “confess”, or "agree with God" that my behavior was wrong, then “repent" of, or "turn away from” my bad actions (make a 180 degree turn), and start doing the right things)]. 

All of my family (children and former wife) have met Jesus personally, so, I'm sure I'll see them in Heaven. .. The other groups I am closest to are the people at Raleigh Dialysis (where I go three days / week to have my blood cleaned, as discussed above. .. The final group are the small band of families that attend our little Bible Church called, SWCA (Southwest Wake Christian Assembly) .  I think it is best described as an independent, family-integrated, Elder-Led, Family-Friendly, Bible Church, with about 30 families and 150 people attending, and three to four Elders leading. .. The members come from several counties around Wake County, NC (where Raleigh, NC is the capital of the state). .. I think all the adults attending know Jesus personally.

So, my only real place I meet non-Christians is Raleigh Dialysis, and it is there that I have many opportunities to encourage people to relinquish control of their lives to Christ. ... Everywhere      I meet people who are dealing with many different problems. .. It is just a matter of finding out what their problems are, and how I can help each individual solve their problems-

This should keep me busy for the rest of my life (about 3 years)!!!



Bob McConnell
March 2, 2013


Sunday, December 2, 2012

Patience

I find that I often lack patience, especially when I am rushed, or under pressure,
During these times, I like to sing this little children's song to myself:


....http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9kn6Z2Mop5I



Lyrics  for  "Patience":
Verse 1:
There was a snail called Herbert who was so very slow
He caused a lot of traffic jams wherever he would go
The ants were always getting mad and the beetles, they would fume
But Herb would always poke along and sing this little tune
Chorus:


Have patience, have patience
Don't be in such a hurry
When you get impatient,... you only start to worry
Remember, remember that God is patient, too
And think of all the times when others have to wait for you

Verse 2:
When Herbert was much younger, he often got in trouble
Forgetting that he was a snail, he did things on the double
He'd crash through every spider web and with crickets he'd collide
'Til one day Herbert's father took his speeding son aside

Chorus

Verse 3:
As you can well imagine, there's a moral to this tale
Some of you may find yourselves behind a creeping snail
So if you get impatient and you're easily disturbed
Think about this little song and take a tip from Herb

Chorus


From ... "Music Machine - The Fruit of the Spirit:  (Available with full CD)
Song Title: … "Patience" .. (with Herbert the Snail)
(Song:  "Patience"  is from "Music Machine" and is on YouTube)

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Bo

My oldest son was named Robert Redding McConnell, Jr., or Bo, for short. His favorite Bible passage was 1 Corinthians 15:51-57, "Behold, I show you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed. For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality. So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ."

When my oldest daughter, Liza, and Bo were small, my wife, Carole, was sharing that verse with them. She talked about how all the Christians were going to come up to see Jesus in the air. Ever since then, that story really excited Bo, and he made up a little song about Jesus coming in the air and the trumpet sounding, and he thought he would actually go up through the trumpet to see Jesus, and he would often sing that song. Well, after my wife told Liza and Bo that story, she explained how to become a Christian. She asked Liza if she was ready to become a Christian and ask Jesus into her heart. Liza said yes, and then she prayed to receive Jesus. Then she asked Bo, and he said, no, he wasn't ready. Several weeks later, my wife had a really bad headache, and was lying down on our blue couch, and Bo came and knelt down beside her, and prayed a beautiful prayer that God would heal her. Carole said, "That was a beautiful prayer, Bo. Where did you learn to pray that way?" He said, "I've asked Jesus into my heart."

For the next two weeks, he was a completely different little boy. He was a delightful kid to be around, instead of the little rascal he'd been before. The night before I was going to interview for a teaching job at Lehigh University in Pennsylvania, Bo got out his Mom's good red Bible, and scribbled in it with a red ink pen. Of course we spanked him for being naughty, but he just cried and cried, for the longest time, before he settled down. The next day, I took off on my interview trip to Pennsylvania. While I was gone, Bo was killed in a car wreck. We were both sad at losing Bo, but happy, because he was a Christian, and got to go to heaven. We looked in that red Bible, and saw he had marked up Psalm 26:6-12.

"I will wash my hands in innocence: so will I compass thine altar, O LORD: That I may publish with the voice of thanksgiving, and tell of all thy wondrous works. LORD, I have loved the habitation of thy house, and the place where thine honour dwelleth. Gather not my soul with sinners, nor my life with bloody men: In whose hands is mischief, and their right hand is full of bribes. But as for me, I will walk in mine integrity: redeem me, and be merciful unto me. My foot standeth in an even place: in the congregations will I bless the LORD."

I can't describe the peace and joy that gave us when we saw the red scribble marks Bo had made next to those exact words. It was like he was writing a comforting note to us, to let us know that he was going to be okay in heaven. That horrible, yet wonderful, event happened April 18, 1973, which was the Wednesday before Easter, that year. So every Wednesday before Easter every year is a special day for me. I so look forward to the time when I can finally go to see Jesus, and Bo, in the air.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

I've Always Been Crazy

I like the country song called “I've Always Been Crazy” by Waylon Jennings.
It is from his “Greatest Hits” album (1990)

These are the lyrics:

“I've always been crazy and the trouble that it's put me through
I've been busted for things that I did, and I didn't do
I can't say I’m proud of all of the things that I’ve done
But I can say I’ve never intentionally hurt anyone

I've always been different with one foot over the line
Winding up somewhere one step ahead or behind
It ain't been so easy but I guess I shouldn't complain
I've always been crazy but it's kept me from going insane

Beautiful lady are you sure that you understand
The chances your taking loving a free living man​?
Are you really sure you really want what you see
Be careful of something that's just what you want it to be?

I've always been crazy but it's kept me from going insane
Nobody knows if it's something to bless or to blame
So far I ain't found a rhyme or a reason to change
I've always been crazy but it's kept me from going insane”


I can relate to this song because I felt I was a “wild and crazy guy” in High School.
Back then, I enjoyed dressing differently from other boys ... (I loved to wear brown suede shoes, or black and white saddle oxfords). My favorite jacket was a brown leather “bomber jacket”. Also, I drove my Mom's white 1960 Pontiac Convertible with fake red leather interior. My brother and I had cutout pipes installed in each side of the duel exhaust system, When we unscrewed the caps, the engine made a beautiful roar!

I was a smart-alec (like the other four kids in our family (we got it from our Mom). Dad would often say “Nobody likes a smart-alec! We all enjoyed our sarcastic sense of humor, and were all witty. Life in the McConnell clan was a lot of fun!

So, like Waylon Jennings, I've always been crazy but it's kept me from going insane.
We are different in many ways (he was plagued with drug and alcohol addiction .. (before he finally went into rehab)....I have been fairly laid back most of my life (but have my own problems). But we both found that it helps to lighten up and enjoy life..

Sunday, March 18, 2012

I Confess – I Am an Introvert

By William T. McConnell
(My younger brother, Bill)

If you have spent much time with me, you have discovered that I am an introvert. Most people don't understand that about me because my profession forces me to do many things that come naturally to an extrovert. Against my nature I am forced to mingle with people in social situations, strike up conversations with total strangers and speak in public on a regular basis.
Often, when an extroverted friend discovers that I am an introvert, he or she often takes on the self-appointed task of straightening me out; which means, making me into an extrovert. Being an introvert is just unacceptable to many extroverts. It is for my extroverted friends that I share this wonderful column by Brian Kim.

Top 5 Things Every Extrovert Should Know About Introverts
By: Brian Kim - October 2, 2007
First off, there are those who are reading this who might not know which camp they fall into, the extrovert or the introvert. Chances are, the majority of those reading this will know, but for those who don't, let's define those two terms here very broadly.

Extroverts tend to be those who are more energized when around other people. They are the ones who will reach for the cell phone when alone for more than a minute, the ones who love to go out every weekend, the ones who love to chit chat, mingle, and socialize.

Introverts tend to be those who are more energized when alone with themselves. They are the ones who have to be dragged to parties, who are the first ones ready to leave after a short period of time, and who generally enjoy solitary activities such as reading, writing, and daydreaming.

The qualities and characteristics of introverts are often held in a negative light in today's world, so it's only natural that the majority of people seem to think that there's something wrong with them. The reason why the majority of people think that there's something wrong with introverts is because the majority of people aren't very knowledgeable when it comes to introverts, in terms of why they are the way they are and why they do the things they do. Many people tend to hold several potentially damaging misconceptions about introverts, but through no fault of their own.

I've been on both sides of the extrovert/introvert fence, and I can understand why extroverts tend to view introverts in a negative light, socially speaking, so I thought it would be best to write an article dedicated to helping extroverts understand their often very misunderstood introvert counterparts.

My hope is this article will help solve that problem by shedding some light as to why introverts are the way they are and do the things they do, so here are 5 things every extrovert should know about introverts.

1. If a person is introverted, it does NOT mean they are shy or anti-social.
This is probably THE biggest misconception that extroverts tend to have when it comes to introverts. And you can't really blame them for having that kind of misconception.

Extroverts tend to have to drag introverts to parties, to convince them to go and sell them on attending social engagements. When introverts politely decline, extroverts automatically assume that something might be wrong so they always ask if everything's all right and of course, everything is all right. It's just a common misunderstanding. When extroverts see a pattern like this developing, they automatically assume that introverts are shy or anti-social as that can be the only logical explanation to them. What's more, when extroverts try to engage introverts in small talk, it seems like they hit a brick wall.

Add to that, most extroverts see that introverts tend to be fond of engaging in solitary activities such as reading, writing, and daydreaming. Well, if it walks like a duck, talks like a duck, it must be a duck right? Wrong.

Introverts have more brain activity in their frontal lobes and when these areas are activated through solitary activity, introverts become energized through processes such as problem solving, introspection, and complex thinking.

Extroverts on the other hand tend to have more activity in the back of their brain, areas that deal with processing sensory information from the external world, so they tend to search for external stimuli in the form of interacting with other people and the outside world to energize them.

There's a deeper science to this that involves differences in the levels of brain chemicals such as acetylcholine and dopamine in extroverts and introverts, but I won't get into that.

The bottom line is that introverts are just wired differently than extroverts. There's nothing "wrong" with them. They just become energized through different processes depending on where the majority of their brain activity takes place.

Granted there are introverts who may be shy and anti-social, but that's just a coincidence that perpetuates the myth that ALL introverts are like that.

You'll find that all introverts are fine just the way they are until people begin to subtly suggest otherwise.

2. Introverts tend to dislike small talk.
If you really want to engage an introvert in conversation, skip the small talk. Introverts tend to love deep conversations on subjects that interest them. They love to debate, go past the superficial and poke around the depths in people's minds to see what's really going on in there. Most, if not all introverts tend to regard small talk as a waste of time, unless it's with someone new they just met.

This characteristic probably contributes to another misconception that extroverts have of introverts – the misconception that all introverts are arrogant.

Why? Because extroverts notice that introverts don't talk that much with other people. Therefore, extroverts assume that introverts think they're too good to talk to others, hence arrogant and that's hardly the case. It's just a matter of preference. Extroverts thrive on small talk. Introverts abhor it. There's nothing wrong with either choice, it's just a matter of preference.

This brings us to the third point.

3. Introverts do like to socialize – only in a different manner and less frequently than extroverts.
Yes, it's true. Contrary to the majority of public opinion, introverts do like to socialize, but again, only in a different manner and less frequently than extroverts.

Introverts love anything that involves deep conversation. They get energized by discussing subjects that are important to them and they love see what and how other people think, to connect the dots, to dig deep, to find root causes, to use logical thinking via debate in conversation, etc.

And what's more, introverts can do a lot of things extroverts are naturally good at – give great speeches, schmooze with everyone, be the life of the party, charm the socks off of total strangers – but only for a short period of time. After that, they need time for themselves which brings us to the fourth point.

4. Introverts need time alone to recharge.
Extroverts tend to think introverts have something against them as they constantly seem to refuse generous invites to social engagements. Introverts do appreciate the offers, but it's just that they know it will take a lot of energy out of them if they pursue these social functions.

They need time alone like they need food and water. Give them their space. There's nothing wrong with them. They're not depressed and they're not sad. They just need time alone to recharge their batteries.

5. Introverts are socially well adjusted.
Most introverts are well aware of all the social nuances, customs, and mannerisms when it comes to interacting with other people, but they simply don't choose to socialize as much as extroverts, which makes it easy for extroverts to assume that introverts are not socially well adjusted, as they have not seen much evidence of them interacting with other people.

This just exacerbates previous misconceptions and gives way to labeling introverts as nerds, geeks, loners, etc.

It's easy to understand why society tends to value extroverts over introverts. Human beings have lived in a tribal society so having to interact frequently with people came to be a regarded as a very good skill when it came to survival. But because of this high value placed on extroversion, introverts tend to feel trapped and find themselves in a catch 22 situation. Do introverts stay true to who they are and risk social alienation and isolation or do introverts conform and join the extroverted side, pretending to be somebody they're not just to fit in?

This is precisely why I wrote this article, because if the extroverts can become more educated about introverts, introverts will be able to feel free to stay true to who they are, and that's a good thing from society's point of view.

Trying to "turn" an introverted person into an extroverted person is detrimental because it gives off a subtle suggestion that there is something wrong with them, hampering their self-worth and esteem when there is absolutely nothing wrong in the first place.
There's nothing wrong with introverts.

In fact, introverts are the leading pioneers of advancements in human civilization. Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Charles Darwin are a few introverts that come to mind, just to name a few. And for those of you not interested in science, but pop culture, you'll be surprised to see a lot of well-known names in Hollywood are introverts as well. Julia Roberts, Steven Spielberg, Christian Bale to name a few as well. And for those interested in sports, Michael Jordan and Tiger Woods come to mind as athletes who are introverts as well.

Introverts have a lot to bring to the table. They have an amazing ability to discover new thoughts, an uncanny ability to focus, to concentrate, to connect the dots, to observe and note things that most people miss, to listen extremely well and are often found having a rich and vivid imagination too.

The more extroverts become knowledgeable about introverts, the less tension and misunderstanding there will be among the two.

So if you're an introvert reading this, send a copy of this article to all your extrovert friends so they can get a better idea of what you're all about.

It's time to finally clear the air.

Saturday, December 24, 2011

The Hallelujah Chorus

One of my favorite “viral videos” that circulates around the world through the Internet takes place in a food court in a mall, presumably in Canada. As people are eating and resting from the hustle and bustle of Christmas shopping, suddenly a woman with a scarf on, who appears as an ordinary shopper, stands up and starts singing the “Hallelujah” Chorus. Clearly, this is a professional musician, who is soon joined in by another professional musician singing a different counterpart to the first soloist.

Then come other singers, one after another. These are high quality musicians, and the whole act is well choreographed (and well shot too). What throws off the average viewer is the inconspicuous appearance of the singers. They fit right in with the frazzled shoppers. This beautiful video, recorded in November 2010, has now had more than 35 million views.

I have heard that the opening lines of the “Hallelujah” Chorus are the most recognizable piece of music the world over. Of course, the “Hallelujah” Chorus comes from “Messiah,” an oratorio (a sacred opera) by George Frederick Handel. The whole work is heavenly, and its highlight is the “Hallelujah” Chorus. (Sometimes, I view “Messiah” as the zenith of Western civilization.)

I remember when the millennium change-over first hit on January 1, 2000 (although geeks like to say technically the first day of the millennium was January 1, 2001). In one far eastern country’s time zone after another, people the world over were celebrating the new year, the new century, the new millennium. As I recall watching television of the celebration, the one song that I heard more than any other on that day, from various countries, was the “Hallelujah” Chorus. It is universally loved.

Within months of the Berlin Wall coming down, Pepsi had a beautiful TV commercial celebrating the historic event. The piece they chose for that spot was the “Hallelujah” Chorus. It worked perfectly. There’s something deeply touching about that piece of music.

In his book, Spiritual Lives of the Great Composers, Patrick Kavanaugh tells how Handel barely ate during the 24 days he wrote “Messiah.” At one point, the composer had tears in his eyes and cried out to his servant, “I did think I did see all Heaven before me, and the great God Himself.” He had just finished writing the “Hallelujah” Chorus.

Amazingly, “Messiah” came at a time in his life when the 56-year-old Handel was facing bankruptcy and complete failure. He also had serious health problems. Also, some Church of England authorities were apparently critical of him and his work. He seemed all washed up—with his future behind him. But writing “Messiah” proved to be the positive turning point in his life.

Handel was born in Germany. His father wanted him to study law, but George Frederick had an aptitude for music, which was clear early on. His mother bought him a harpsichord, which they kept up in the attic, secret from his father. By the time he was twelve, Handel wrote his first work. Later, after his father’s death, he tried to study law, but he had no interest. So he studied music at the University of Halle.

In 1712, Handel moved to England and never returned to Germany. While he experienced various successes through various compositions, including operas and sacred operas (oratorios, based on biblical themes), Kavanaugh notes that his failures threatened to overwhelm Handel: “His occasional commercial successes soon met with financial disaster… He drove himself relentlessly to recover from one failure after another, and finally his health began to fail. By 1741 he was swimming in debt. It seemed certain he would land in debtor’s prison.”

But 1741 proved to be the turning point. On the one hand, he gave what he feared was his farewell concert. On the other hand, a friend of his, Charles Jennens, gave him a libretto (a text) for a sacred work. It was essentially 73 Bible verses, focused on the Messiah, both from the Hebrew and the Christian Bible. Furthermore, a charity in Dublin paid him money to write something for a charity performance. “Messiah” was the result, and it was very successful.

It’s interesting to note in this year, 2011, the 400th anniversary of the King James Version of the Bible, that Handel’s work was impacted by that literary masterpiece. Every word of “Messiah” comes from that book. Oxford professor Alister E. McGrath wrote, “Without the King James Bible, there would have been no Paradise Lost, no Pilgrim’s Progress, no Handel’s 'Messiah,' no Negro spirituals, and no Gettysburg Address. These, and innumerable other works were inspired by the language of this Bible.”

Charles Jennens’ role in this masterpiece is often lost, even on fans of “Messiah.” He is the one who carefully gleaned through the King James Bible and assembled the verses about the Christ that Handel so brilliantly set to music. I count that 42 of the verses come from the Old Testament, including many passages from the Psalms and Isaiah. Thirty-one come from the New Testament.

“Messiah” was first performed in Dublin in 1742. It was a benefit concert for charity. According to one source, proceeds freed 142 men from debtors’ prison. A year later, King George II was present at the first performance of “Messiah” in London. Is it said that the monarch fell asleep, and at the opening of the “Hallelujah” Chorus, he rose to his feet, thinking it was his cue. Whatever the reason, he stood, and that has been the custom ever since—to stand during the “Hallelujah” Chorus.

About 100 years later, even the aged Queen Victoria, who sat in her wheelchair as the chorus began, struggled to her feet as the choir sang, “King of kings and Lord of lords.” She said, “No way will I sit in the presence of the King of kings.”
So out of one genius’s pain and low point in his life came a work of beauty that continues to uplift millions of people the world over. Kavanaugh notes the secret of Handel’s success, “He was a relentless optimist whose faith in God sustained him through every difficulty.”

By Jerry Newcombe
Senior Producer and host of the television program, 
"Truth That Transforms" with Dr. D. James Kennedy

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Preparing for Marriage

I hesitate to write on preparing for marriage, since I did a poor job (and my wife and I are divorced)... However, I think you can learn from my mistakes... Some of the things I did wrong were:
....Focused on physical attraction when dating (instead of becoming friends)
....When my wife and I married, we were both Christians, but had no training on the husband's and wife's roles in a marriage
....She is a dominate woman and I am a passive male [I have PMS (Passive Male Syndrome)].
....We battled over who would lead in the home for a few years and finally I gave up and let her raise our five children... I threw myself in my education and then career (and became an absentee father)
....Eventually, that destroyed our home (and has harmed our children) and led to our divorce.

Since I started walking with the Lord again in October 2007, I have studied how I should have prepared for marriage.... I think Mark Fox (Pastor of Antioch Community Church) says it best as shown below,

"I heard someone say many years ago that most men and women come into marriage just
the opposite of the way they are supposed to.... You should approach a potential lifelong spouse with a magnifying glass, trying to see every little flaw, every character deficiency, every potential problem that would make you wish you had never married the person in the first place!... Then, once you have resolved yourself to love the person like they are, warts and all, and you say “I do” at the altar, then you take off the magnifying glasses and put on the rose-colored glasses... From then on, you approach your mate with acceptance and love and forgiveness, even to the point that you learn to overlook a transgression (Proverbs 19:11).

Instead, what many young couples do is just the opposite... They put on the rose-colored glasses during courtship, not wanting to even admit to themselves, much less confront their partners, about a potential problem they may see in this person they think they “love”... Then when they get to the altar and say the “I dos”, the rose-colored glasses are tossed aside in the bushes on the way out of the church, and out comes the magnifying glasses... Every flaw, every blemish, every character deficiency that they joyfully overlooked during courtship is now a thorn in their flesh.

Let me hasten to add that with a potential mate we must not have a holier-than-thou attitude... We must do all we can to lay aside pride or a critical spirit and look with God's eyes, not the eyes of our flesh... But this examination process must be done; otherwise, we are in for big trouble ahead... It is better to never marry at all than to marry in haste and repent in leisure."

From “Planting a Family-Integrated Church”
by J. Mark Fox (2008) pp 27-29

Mark also recommends the following book:
“Reforming Marriage”
by Douglas Wilson

(He requires that potential elders study it)



Thursday, August 18, 2011

Dealing with Challenges

Do you face an overwhelming task, burden, challenge, or battle? Is there something God has called you to do or endure that seems too much for you to handle? Do you feel His presence with you in it?

I hope you do. I've encountered all manner of difficulties, conflicts, and seemingly insurmountable obstacles in my years as a pastor. But knowing the Father is near me – loving, defending, and providing for me – has gotten me through every single one.

In fact, there are times when I am studying Scripture or thinking about God's faithfulness, when suddenly I am so aware of His awesome presence that am my filled with emotion and begin weeping. During these times, He doesn't say anything. He simply makes Himself known so that I can understand He loves me enough to manifest His incredible power, wisdom, and authority on my behalf.

This is especially important to me as I think about my mission to lead people worldwide into a growing relationship with Jesus Christ. As you can imagine, this can be challenging at times. There are many hurdle to overcome, nations closed to the gospel, and lost souls to reach. It is a tremendous task that never ends.

I often consider how overwhelming it must have been for the disciples, listening to Christ's Great Commission to them: “Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I commanded you” (Matt. 28:19-29, emphasis added)...Can you imagine how impossible it must have seemed to them – reaching all the nations?. Yet Jesus' assurance to them made all the difference, “And lo, I am with you always, even to the end of this age” (Matt 28:29).

Without that promise, the disciples could not have done what Christ commanded. Our Savior's presence with them was imperative, just it is for us today. This is because as believers, He inspires, energizes, enables, and counsels us in very special ways, no matter what we're called to do or what challenges we must face.

So what is it that weighs heavy on your heart today? Has the Lord called you to do something in His name and for His glory? Are you facing financial, health, or relational difficulties? Is there a task before you that is far more than you can handle – a task that you wonder if you can persevere through it?

It is very important to God that you recognize He is with you... Why?... Because the Father does for us those things that you and I can't do for ourselves...What does He do?


First, when we experience the Lord's presence, He inspires us to join Him in His divine purpose...The Father wants to accomplish special things in our lives that are much greater than we are..For example, He spoke from the burning bush and called Moses to deliver Israel out of Egyptian slavery—an incredible mission.. (Ex. 3)...But Moses did not think he could do it...Perhaps you have doubts about what you must do as well..I encourage you to never second guess what God can do through a servant who is willing to obey Him.

Second, when we encounter the Father and Son and realize He is absolutely holy, omnipotent (all powerful), omnipresent (always with us), omniscient (all knowing), and omni-benevolent (unconditional in His love for us), He energizes us to face any difficulty...Think about the prophet Isaiah..He saw the Lord as He really is – on His throne, His throne in Heaven, completely righteous, majestic, and glorious.. How did Isaiah respond? The prophet immediately observed that the King of Kings was fully worthy of all honor and obedience, Isaiah cried out, “here am I, send me!” (Isa 60)..We too..When we experience the awesomeness of God,we will be fully motivated to serve Him, regardless of the challenges.

Third, the Father's presence enables us to accomplish extraordinary things. What made Moses believe he could part the Red Sea; David consider he could fight Goliath ;Peter trusted he could walk on water; or Paul thought he could preach before the Roman rulers Festus, Felix, and Agrippa?..In each case, it was because of their confidence in the living God...As Luke 1:47 teaches, “Nothing will be impossible with God.”

Fourth, when we experience the Father's presence, He counsels us with His perspective regarding our circumstances..From our earthly earthly viewpoint, everything may be falling apart..But the Lord, who sees the end of a matter from the beginning, is aligning His resources to help us..Like David, we can say, "When I am afraid, I will put my trust in You..In God, whose word I praise, in God I have put my trust; I shall not be afraid..What can mere man do to me?” (Ps. 56:3-4).

Friend, no matter what trouble you encounter today, I ask you to surrender your life to the Lord and watch what He does..He will make Himself known to you in powerful ways that fit your life perfectly..Therefore, spend time in His awesome presence..Allow Him to inspire you with His plans, energize you to face difficulties, enable you to accomplish extraordinary things, and counsel you on how to find victory in every circumstance..Don't miss out on one of the choicest blessings we as believers can ever enjoy – experiencing the presence of the living God.

Charles F. Stanley
August 2011 Prayer Letter





Thursday, August 11, 2011

Four Wlliam T. McConnells

There have been a line of four William Thomas McConnells in my family.... All of them have some things in common..... They have all been: bright, strong-willed, opinionated and articulate.

The first William Thomas McConnell was my grandfather, and he was called “WT”.
He was a career Democrat politician in Robertson County, KY, and held every elected office over time (he was most often the sheriff)

WT was good friends with Alben Barkley (the Vice President under Harry Truman, also known as the “Veep”)..... I would describe WT as a “demanding dictator”.... He was very impressive looking: Tall (6' 4”), ramrod straight, with white hair.... When Dad was a teenager, he was the only child left of the seven children..... Each morning WT would give his wife (Willie Kate) a punch list of tasks to be done on their farm that day...... Then he would go down to the courthouse in Mt. Olivet and chew the fat with the county leaders...... When he came home, he expected a hot meal to be on the table, and all the tasks to be completed.... [More on this in my blog post called “WT”].

The name on my Dad's birth certificate was “Will Junior”. He was the youngest of seven children...... He later changed his name to “William Thomas McConnell, Jr....As an adult he was called “Bill”..... I would describe Dad as a “workaholic charismatic leader”...... As, you can tell, I was in awe of my Dad........ I felt like a failure because I couldn't live up to my lofty view of him..... I was so glad that he named me after my Mom (Robert Redding), instead of himself....When Dad retired, he had trained four other men to replace him.....At his company (Lincoln Income Life Insurance Company) he did the following jobs:
....Treasurer
....Wrote the insurance policies that Lincoln Income sold
....Director of personnel
....Company attorney
Dad seemed to have a pretty good relationship with WT......I think WT would give him helpful advice (and Dad was WT's attorney, and handled his estate)

The next person with that name is “Bill Tom”.....As an adult, he is known as “Bill” (just like my Dad).....Bill Tom was eighteen months younger than me (and we continue to be very close)....The words I would use to describe him growing up are “Black Sheep Rebel”.... Bill Tom had MAJOR problems with obeying Dad, as a teenager...Anything Dad would tell Bill Tom to do, he would do just the opposite.....Bill Tom was always an adventurous young man, with lots of friends and always dated the prettiest girls......Fortunately, later in life, Dad became Bill Tom's close friend and mentor.

The last person with that name is “Mack”, (Bill Tom's oldest son).....I haven't spent much time with him, and don't know that much about him....He is brilliant (having inherited the “Redding brain” from my Mom) and very witty....Unfortunately, he also inherited the Redding's main problem (but he is dealing with that)....I've haven't had the opportunity to sit down and talk with Mack about anything, really,....So, I can't tell you more about him.....He hasn't had any sons (so, that looks like the end of the line for men named “William Thomas McConnell”).

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Two Important Decisions

I sometimes ask people this question: What is the most important decision you will ever make in your life?

For me the answer to that is easy. It was the day I admitted that I was sinful (selfish) and asked Jesus to be my Savior and Lord. I made that decision on May 22, 1965 in my Sophomore year at Ohio State.

This is my second question: What is the second most important decision you will ever make in your life?

Again, for me the answer is easy (but actually doing it is often VERY difficult).
It is to obey Jesus when the Holy Spirit prompts me to do something. Sometimes I obey as follows:
….Immediately
….After a few minutes
….After a day or more
….Sometimes it has even taken me years to obey Him

I find that the longer I put off obeying Jesus, the less I hear the Holy Spirit prompting me.
So, there is a real danger in not instantly obeying Jesus.

It is when I am consistently and instantly obeying the prompts of the Holy Spirit that I am truly joyful.

I have appreciated many things that Charles Stanley (Pastor of First Baptist Church in Atlanta) has said. Among his quotes are the following:


“To live the Christian life is to allow Jesus to live His life in and through us

To walk in the Spirit is to obey the initial promptings of the Spirit

Obey God and leave all the consequences to Him

Disappointments are inevitable; discouragement is a choice

God blesses us so that we might bless others

We learn more in valley experiences than on our mountaintops

Adversity is a bridge to a deeper relationship with God

Our intimacy with God - His highest priority for our lives - determines the impact of out lives”

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

AC and Susie

As I have mentioned earlier (“No-Hitter and AC”), AC Pryor became my best friend in Junior High School. After he graduated High School he married a lovely girl named Susie. This story is about a time that my former wife Carole and I visited with AC and Susie.

Every time we went back to Louisville, KY to visit my family we would make arrangements to spend some time with the Pryors. The Sunday after Thanksgiving in 1970 (while I was finishing my Masters degree at Purdue) we had what turned out to be a life-changing meeting with AC and Susie. AC has written about this night in his book, “The Sound Mind Investing Handbook” by Austin Pryor (see Chapter 25). [I'll refer to this book as SMIH below].

We went to their home that night and had a wonderful dinner. Afterward we started talking and sharing how excited we were about having a personal relationship with Jesus. I had been praying for AC and Susie ever since 1965 when I met Jesus, that they would come to know Him as Carole and I did.

As AC says in his book, “After dinner, it wasn't long before Bob shifted the conversation to spiritual matters. He saw us living the comfortable life and asked Susie at one point: “Susie, are you happy?” And she answered, “We've really got a lot to be thankful for.” He said: “I can see that. But are you happy?” And she paused, then simply said, “No.” (see SMIH pp 298-299).

It was then that I got to share with AC and Susie the answer to the question, “Have you made the wonderful discovery of the Spirit-filled life?” This information is found in a little blue booklet by the same name. That night I shared the information from the booklet. We said that the Bible explains that there are only three types of people in the world (see 1 Corinthians 2:14-3:3):
o..Natural People...(Those who have never asked Jesus to be their Savior and Lord)
o..Spiritual Christians...(Those who are directed and empowered by the Holy Spirit)
o..Worldly (Carnal) Christians...(Those who have received Christ, but who live in defeat because they are trying to live the Christian life in their own strength)

The Bible teaches the following four principles for living the Spirit-filled life:

First:....God has provided for us an abundant and fruitful Christian life.
The promise of the abundant Christian life given in 1 John 10:10.
The key to fruitfulness is abiding in Christ (obeying Christ moment by moment) as shown in John 15:4-5.

The nine-fold fruit of the Spirit (the result of obeying Christ) is given in Galatians 5:22-23.
(These are love, joy, peace, patience ,kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control). Also we are promised that the Holy Spirit will give us power to witness in Acts 1:8.

The question that follows is “Why is it that most Christians are not experiencing the abundant life?” The answer is given in the second principle:

Second:...Worldly (Carnal) Christians cannot experience the abundant and fruitful life.

The worldly (carnal) Christian trusts in his own efforts to live the Christian life.
He is either uninformed about, or has forgotten, about God's love, forgiveness,, and power. He has an up-and-down spiritual experience. He cannot understand himself – he wants to do what is right, but cannot. He fails to draw on the power of the Holy Spirit to live the Christian life. (And this only comes by continually obeying what Christ leads you to do).

The fruit of a worldly (carnal) Christian are just opposite of the fruit of the Spirit, some of which are: legalistic attitude, impure thoughts, jealousy, guilt, worry, discouragement, critical spirit, frustration, aimlessness, fear, unbelief, disobedience, loss of love for God and others, poor prayer life, no desire for Bible study, etc.

The third principle gives us the only solution to this problem:

Third:...Jesus promised the abundant and fruitful life as the result of being filled (directed and empowered) with the Holy Spirit.

The Spirit-filled life is the Christ-directed life by which Christ lives His life in and through us in the power of the Holy Spirit (see John 15). One becomes a Christian through the ministry of the Holy Spirit, according to John 3:1-8. From the moment of spiritual birth, the Christian is indwelt by the Holy Spirit at all times (John 1:12, Colossians 2:9-10, John 14:16-17). [Though all Christians are indwelt by the Holy Spirit, not all Christians are filled (directed and empowered by the Holy Spirit on an ongoing basis]. The Holy Spirit is the source of the overflowing life (John 7:37-39). The Holy Spirit came to glorify Christ (John 16:1-15). When one is filled with the Holy Spirit, he is a true disciple of Christ.

Principle 4 gives the answer to the question, “How, then, can one be filled with the Holy Spirit?”

Fourth:...We are filled with the Holy Spirit by faith; then we can experience the abundant and fruitful life that Christ promised.

You can appropriate the filling of the Holy Spirit right now if you:
o..Sincerely desire to be directed and empowered by the Holy Spirit.
o..Confess you sins (agree with God).
o..By faith, thank God that He has (already) forgiven all of your sins – past, present, and future – because Christ died for you.
o..Present every area of your life to God (Romans 12:1-2)
o..By faith claim the fullness of the Holy Spirit, according to the following:

His command: Be filled with the Spirit (Ephesians 5:18)

His promise: He will always answer when we pray according to His will (1 John 5:14-15)

When we left AC and Susie that night, we left a copy of that blue booklet with them. I found out later, that before they went to sleep that night, they both prayed and asked Jesus to be in control of their lives and that they would be filled with the Holy Spirit (see SMIH pp 300-302).

Since then they have been a godly couple and have been wonderfully used by Jesus. I am always encouraged when I talk to them (even when I am down).

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Lessons from Richard King and Jesus

When I was growing up in Louisville, KY, I would listen to a radio show out of Cincinnati, OH with a funny announcer named Richard King. One of his favorite things to do was play music and then make a horrible sound like “BBBBBBBBBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ”. After doing that for a while, he would come on the air and say “The trouble is in your set!”

I found that very funny, but later, it reminded me of a parable that Jesus taught.
Jesus said, “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank [or 2 by 4] in your own eye? How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye.” - Matthew 7:3-5 NIV

This reminds me that when I disagree with someone, I need to carefully examine my own life, before I can criticize that other person. Only when I have examined my life, confessed my own sins and repented of my sinful ways, can I clearly see problems in another person's life,

Several years ago, there used to be a Christian band that called themselves “PlankEye”. I thought that was a wonderful name, and think of it when I am tempted to criticize others.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

My Other Brother Bill

I have two brothers called "Bill McConnell".... Both pastor Christian (Disciples of Christ) churches (of about 400 Sunday attendees)...You know my youngest brother Bill as "Willie" on my blog (Bob's Blog).....The older Bill is 18 months younger than I am and we have always been very close.... He writes a blog for his church (Legacy Christian) that is also posted on Twitter (and sometimes Facebook)... The following is one of his blogs, "Pretty Good", which includes a description of himself.... Bill may be the most unique pastor you have ever met.... I trust you find his humor entertaining, as I do.
Warning....He is blunt and a little crude
Pretty Good
A couple of months ago I attended a meeting where the leader wanted to play one of those "let's get to know each other" games. These games are often played in meetings I attend because I am a minister and thus attend meetings with other minister types. And, generally speaking, either by natural inclination or through training, minister types tend to be touchy/feely people. I just hate those games.
Before you insist I enter therapy to gain insight into my problem, I am pretty sure I know why I hate that crap. First of all, I am not a touchy/feely kind of guy so the get to know you better/share your inner being with me goofiness just drives me up the wall. My lack of desire to "share" with you is probably because I really have no interest in getting to know the other people in the group and because I am not particularly interested in them getting to know me. Here is what I am thinking: "I came for the meeting. The meeting has a purpose or I would not have come to the meeting. So let's get on with the meeting because the sooner we get on with the meeting the sooner we can finish the meeting and I can leave the meeting." The nice way to look at this attitude is that I am mission oriented. Another take could be that I don't particularly enjoy being around people. I say let's go with the mission oriented idea.
The variations on the get to know you games are limited so they are pretty predictable. Sooner or later we almost always end up with one of those "Who are you questions?" Answering that question invariably takes us through a cycle of answers as the group leader attempts to "empower" us to share who we really are. The first round of the cycle is where we tell each other what we do for a living. Since our deeply sensitive group leader can't leave well enough alone, he or she knowingly smiles and tells us that our jobs don't define who were are. The leader is wrong but at this point I choose to not correct the leader.
So we go around again and try to sound a little more profound on our second try. We say things like "I am a husband… a father… a Christian." There are smiles all around and it is obvious that our more insightful, more touchy/feely answers, are better and more correct answers. Since this isn't my first rodeo, occasionally I jump ahead and give the "correct" answer the first time around. I do this for several reasons. Because it throws the leader and his or her plan off course and that is fun to watch. Or because it speeds up the process and we can get on with the meeting. Or because it weird's out the people in the meeting who already know me.
At this particular meeting I jumped right in and answered the "Who are you?" question honestly. It was not my intention but my answer kind of kinked things up when I told the group, "I am a failure." It took a couple of seconds for my answer to sink in and the shock waves to settle. And then they all piled in with their heartfelt reassurances that of course I wasn't a failure, I was wonderful, blah, blah, blah. I smiled because their words were less for me and more for them. They needed to make me take that back. They thought they were trying to make me feel better, but they were just trying to make themselves feel better because we humans can deal with just about anything but the truth. I find it fascinating, but it seems that most often speaking the truth is perceived as being rude or mean.
If you ask me who I am (And I realize you haven't, I can answer that question. I am a son, a brother (five times), a husband (twice), a father (several times), a grandfather (several more times), a minister (more places than I really want to recount), a writer, a firefighter and EMT, a teacher, a police and prison chaplain, and a Christian. And pretty much a failure at all of these.
When I say that I am a failure I do not mean that I am a dismal, pathetic failure. Mine is not a life that is in the crapper. It isn't a "Nobody likes me, everybody hates me I going out in the yard and eat worms," "Buddy could you spare me a dollar," failure of a life. Let me put it like this - You wouldn't want to be married to me. I expect any day to be arrested for impersonating a minister. If nice is the definition of a good Christian, I am never going to make the grade.
I have done many things but none of them really well. Sure, I have, as a Christian and as a minister, led a bunch of people to meet God. And, as an EMT, I have delayed that God meeting for a few people. My kids don't hate me and my church thinks they have probably had worse ministers. I can't preach my way out of a paper bag but I can put a few holes in the bag.
It's not so much that I am a failure, it is just I haven't done anything all that well. I am a jack of all trades and a master of none. I haven't excelled at much of anything and some of the things I have tried to do have ended with me face down in the turf. Pretty good would describe me. I played sports in high school and I was pretty good but not college scholarship material. I have graduated from high school, college and a couple of graduate schools and I was a pretty good student. I have written several books and one of them was pretty good.
Perhaps I have a problem with expectations. Over the years I have managed to get to the point that I have almost no expectations of others but my expectations for me remain high. I would, sometime in my life, love to pass up pretty good and do at least one excellent. That wouldn't be as much of a problem as it is but I am running out of time. I am feeling a time constraint. To steal a line from 30 something childless women, my biological clock is ticking. I am no longer young. Heck, I am no longer middle aged, unless I am going to live well past 100. Not much chance of that since I get a sense from my doctor that he will be pleased if he manages to drag my pathetic body past 65 and into retirement.
You didn't ask, but that is who I am. A guy who is neither pretty nor good who has done most things in life pretty good but is still hoping for better.

Friday, March 4, 2011

My First Major Illness

In 1962, when I was a Junior in High School, I had symptoms of my first major illness. Sometime in the school year I started passing a lot of blood in my urine. We were living in Ten Broeck at the time and I was going to Eastern High School (which is in Jefferson County and a far eastern suburb of Louisville, KY)

I remember that my Dad and Mom (Pa and Lady) would take me to downtown Louisville after school one day each week to visit a kidney doctor, and I'd take blood and urine tests. Initially he told my parents that it was possible that I had kidney cancer. As I look back, I can imagine how hard that must have been on Pa and Lady. I was Pa's favorite son and Lady's joy (she always told us that the happiest day of her life was when she gave birth to me). Now, they had to face the fact that I may have cancer (and soon die). Of course I knew nothing of this. I just had to rest after school each day and take these tests once a week (I felt fine).

Eventually the doctor said it was nephritis (kidney infection) and all I could do was continue to rest after school. I didn't change my diet, just exercised less. After a while (I think one or two months), I returned to “normal”, and played baseball that Spring and Summer.

So, to me, this illness was no big deal (just a minor slowdown). But looking back on that with the eyes of a parent, it is much different. I now see the stress I put Pa and Lady through because of all the illnesses and other problems in my life (while being their “special son”).

Pa became a Christian in 1965 (and Lady started walking close to the Lord then). However, the bulk of my health and other problems lay ahead. For me, my illnesses have been learning experiences to help me grow closer to Christ. But what agony my parents must have suffered to see their special son go through illness.(and not have any control over the situation)! However, I can testify that my problems made them stronger as individuals (and as a couple). I now see that God planned this for our good (Romans 8:28). However, I now see that the dark valleys that I went through were much harder for Pa and Lady than me.

None of my four living children have had any major health problems that I can remember. So, I haven't had to wait as one them suffered through a major health problem. Even the death of my oldest son, Bo, happened so quickly (in a car wreck) that I just reacted to it.

I know that the same Holy Spirit that walked with me through each of my traumatic experiences was with Pa and Lady, His fruit includes love, joy, peace, patience, faithfulness and self-control (Galatians 5:22-23). I guess what they did was turn me over to the Lord and stand on the truth of His Word. The hard times that all three of us went through has been a tool that burned the truth of God's Word into our lives.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

The Picnic and My Bologna Sandwich

Do you remember when they had old-fashioned Sunday School picnics? I do. As I recall, it was back in the “olden days”, as kids would say, back before there was air conditioning.

They said, “We'll all meet at Sycamore Lodge in Shelby Park at 4:30 on Saturday. You bring your supper, and we'll furnish the iced tea.”

But if you were like me, you come home at the last minute. When you got ready to pack your picnic, all you could find in the refrigerator was one dried up piece of bologna and just enough mustard in the bottom of the jar so that you got it all over your knuckles trying to get to it. And just two slices of stale bread to go with it. So you made your bologna sandwich and wrapped it in an old brown bag and went to the picnic.

When it came time to eat, you sat at the end of the table and spread out your sandwich. But the folks next you you brought a feast. The lady was a good cook, and she had worked hard all day to get ready for the picnic. And she had fried chicken and baked beans and potato salad and homemade rolls and sliced tomatoes and pickles and olives and celery. And two big homemade chocolate pies to top it off. That's what they spread out there next you while you sat with your bologna sandwich.

But they said to you, “Why don't we just put it all together?”

“No, I couldn't do that. I wouldn't even think of it.” you murmured in embarrassment, with one eye on the chicken.

“Oh, come on, there's plenty of chicken and plenty of pie and plenty of everything. And we just love bologna sandwiches. Let's just put it all together.”

And so you did and there you sat, eating like a king when you came like a pauper.

One day, it dawned on me that God had been saying just that sort of thing to me. “Why don't you take what you have and what you are, and I will take what I have and what I am, and we'll share it together.” I began to see that when I put what I had and was and am and hope to be with what He is, I had stumbled upon the bargain of a lifetime.

I get to thinking sometimes, thinking of me sharing with God. When I think of how little I bring, and how much He brings and invites me to share, I know that I should be shouting to the rooftops, but I am so filled with awe and wonder that I can hardly speak. I know that I don't have enough love or faith or grace or mercy or wisdom, but He does. He has all of those things in abundance, and He says, “Let's just put it all together.”

“Consecration,” “denial,” “sacrifice,” “commitment,” and “crosses” were all kind of hard words to me, until I saw them in the light of sharing. It isn't just a case of me kicking in what I have because God is the biggest kid in the neighborhood and He wants it all for Himself. He is saying, “Everything that I possess is available to you. Everything I am and can be to a person, I will be to you.”

When I think about it like that, it really amuses me to see somebody running along through life hanging on to that dumb bag with that stale bologna sandwich in it saying, “God's not going to get my sandwich! No, sirree, this is mine!” Did you ever see anybody like that – so needy – just about half-starved to death yet hanging on for dear life. It's not that God needs your sandwich. The fact is, you need His chicken.

Well, go ahead – eat your bologna sandwich, as long as you can. But when you can't stand its tastelessness or drabness any longer; when get so tired of running your own life by yourself and doing it your way and figuring out all the answers with no one to help; when trying to accumulate, hold, grasp, and keep everything together in your own strength gets to be too big a load; when you begin to realize that by yourself you'll never going to be able to fulfill your dreams, I hope you'll remember that it doesn't have to be that way.

You have been invited to something better, you know. You have been invited to share the very being of God.

The Journey Home: A Walk with Bob Benson
by Bob Benson and Karen Dean Fry
Beacon Hill Press (1997) pp 108-110

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Power in Love

Never underestimate the power of love. Love has been known to change lives, and take lives. When the author of 1 John was asked to describe God, he simply said, “God is love” (1 John 4:8, 16). The goodness of God is love. The power of God is love. Many believe love holds the power of healing. After an experience I had several years ago, I, too, believe that loves brings healing. It is a very personal story. If you find it to be be too personal, please forgive me. I write of it here because it powerfully illustrates what I believe love can do. If you enter enter the process of church transformation, you will need the power of love at work in the church.

It was just a few years ago. It was a Saturday night. Really it was the wee hours of Sunday morning. Five of us shared a room. We spent the night together. It was a room for one, but we all managed to squeeze in. We all knew each other. In fact, we are related...enjoy each other's company...love each other. But not one of us really wanted to be there.

It was an expensive room. My guess it went for about $2,000 a night. Good view of the city. Nothing else special about it. There was no pool available. No jacuzzi. The only meals available were in the cafeteria. The room service was nonexistent. The floors weren't carpeted. I have seen larger bathrooms on a bus. No doubt what made the room expensive was the equipment: the monitors, IV pumps, electric multi-position bed, oxygen, vacuum pumps, and cabinets of medical supplies. The room we shared was room 466 in the intensive care unit of Jewish Hospital in Louisville, Kentucky.

I had received the ominous telephone call earlier that evening: “your brother has taken a turn for the worse, and we want his family to come to the hospital.” I used to work in a hospital so I know that the “turn for the worse” line is “medicalese” for “your loved one just died, and we want you to come to the hospital so we can tell you to your face that he has died.” So I went to the hospital without much hope.

Being hospital savvy and knowing I would be arriving in the middle of the night, I wore a tie and my clergy name badge. Instead of stopping me, the security guard in the ER showed me the way to the intensive care unit. Instead of questioning me, the nurse in intensive care directed me to Mr. McConnell's room. Getting there was the easy part. Surprisingly, my brother Bob was still alive when I arrived. Just barely, but alive. My sister Kae, her daughter June, and my daughter Meg, were there staring at the monitor screen. There is not much else to look at, so every one in the room tends to stare at the monitor. And they were waiting. Waiting. I arrived, we prayed, and then I joined the waiting.

We took turns sitting in the three available chairs. We were playing a sort of musical chairs without the music. We wrapped up in blankets and complained of the cold. Individually and as a unit, we pursued the hopeless search for a comfortable position. My theory is that hospital chairs are designed to be uncomfortable to make one miserable enough to go home. Nevertheless, we sought sleep, and we resisted sleep. We talked. We talked to Bob, and we talked about Bob. We talked about better days and family and how and what our children and grandchildren are doing and whatever happened to old what's-his-name and spouses and ex-spouses and what had been and what could have been and what should have been. We stood by the the bed and held Bob's hand and looked into his tired face and listened to his labored breathing and prayed and wept and hoped against hope.

Morning came. Bob was not only still alive, but just a little bit better and rallying quickly. His doctor showed up and was amazed to find him alive.
The doctor didn't quite know to make of it. Blood pressure – up. Blood oxygen – up. Lungs – clear. Temperature – down. It was amazing. The doctor wondered aloud, “How did this happen?”

We didn't know. He held the only medical degree in the room. I have a theory. A popular Christian song says, “In this very room there is quite enough love for one like me.”

I believe in that very room in the intensive care unit of Jewish Hospital there was quite enough love for Bob. Enough love for Bob – for Bob to live through the night. For Bob to recover and be living with his children and grandchildren.

Ask me, and I will tell you that it is true. You can live on love. Love powerful enough to work miracles and bring healing. My hope is that we all find a room like that very room I was blessed to spend that Saturday night in. It was a miserably marvelous room. It was a room filled to overflowing with love.


William T. McConnell
Renew Your Congregation
Chalice Press (1997)
pp 102-104

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Nickel Mines

In Nickel Mines, Pennsylvania, love would have to prove stronger than death.

On the morning of October 5, 2006, twenty-five children were studying in the local one-room schoolhouse, a barn like structure with a simple bell tower and front porch supported by steel rods. The building, as plain as notebook paper, reflected the values of the Amish community that educated its children there. The Amish trace their lineage back to pacifist Swiss Christian communities, who, during the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries, renounced the trappings of worldliness.

On that morning, in the midst of the Amish, the worst of the world's madness appeared. At 9:51 AM, Charles Cad Roberts IV, a thirty-two-year-old milkman, burst into the West Nickel Mines Amish schoolhouse and shattered the community's serenity. He had thought about the violence he was about to perpetrate long in advance, and he came prepared. He carried a 12-gauge shotgun, a 9 mm handgun, a .30-06 bolt-action rifle, about six hundred rounds of ammunition, a stun gun and two knifes. He also had tools and building supplies with him.

He ordered the young girls to line up quickly in front of the chalkboard. Then he demanded that the teacher, Emma Mae Zook, take her fifteen male students, a pregnant woman, and three mothers with infants outside. Once they were gone, Charles Roberts used the tools and the 2x6 and 2x4 boards he was carrying to barricade himself inside. Next, he used flex ties to bind the hands and legs of the young girls, who ranged from six to thirteen.

Evidently, he meant to take his time. He called his wife on a cell phone to confess, in partial explanation of the suicide notes he had left at home, that he had molested two young relatives twenty years before. This tale seems to have been a delusion. He also spoke of his grief at the death of an infant daughter. When the Amish girls asked Roberts why he meant to hurt them, he said he was angry at God.

The community responded more quickly than Roberts may have anticipated, and the schoolgirls themselves would alter his plans. Robert's plan to molest girls seemed apparent from the lubricant he was carrying, but their teacher, Emma Mae Zook, ran to a neighboring farmhouse and called police at 10:36 AM. The police arrived in force nine minutes later. From the loudspeakers on their cruisers they spoke to Roberts. He responded that if the grounds weren't cleared in seconds he'd kill everyone.

The oldest of the girls, Marian Fisher, spoke up. The Amish speak Swiss German as their mother tongue, but she used the best English she could muster. She pleaded, “Shoot me and let the others one's loose.” Marian's eleven-year-old sister, Barbie, asked to be next They demonstrated the greatest love a human possibly could.

Unnerved by the girl's courage and the police, Roberts tried to execute all ten girls, pouring bullets into them as fast as he could.

At the sound of the gunfire the police rushed the building. With one final blast, Roberts committed suicide before they could reach him.

Although Roberts shot all ten girls at point-blank range, and several of them repeatedly, he did not fully exact the revenge against God he had planned. Five children survived. Marian's sister, Barbie, was one of them, which is why we know some of the details of what happened inside the schoolhouse that horrible day.

Charles Robert's death seemed sad only in that he was no longer available to prosecute.

But that's where this story turns in an unexpected direction. The entire Amish community followed young Marian Fisher's lead of sacrifice and love of one's neighbor. While Charles Roberts chose to unleash his anger on he innocent, the Amish chose to bestow forgiveness on the guilty. Newsreel footage showed the Amish horse-and-buggy cortege rolling along the main road in Nickel Mines on their way to the funerals of the slain children. It was a poignant and picturesque scene. But the images that stayed in the imagination were of Amish men and women attending Charles Roberts funeral in the graveyard of his wife's Methodist Church. They insisted it was not their place to judge him. Amish leaders even asked their community to refrain from thinking of Roberts as evil.

The Amish also reached out to Marie Roberts and her children. They invited the family to attend the girl's funerals – for the Bible says to mourn with those who mourn, and the Roberts family was mourning their own loss. As money poured into address the medical bills of the wounded girls, Amish community leaders stipulated that a fund from these resources to take care of the killer's widow and three children.

From “The Faith:
What Christians believe,
Why they believe it, and why it matters”
by Charles Colson and Harold Fickett
Zondervan Press (2008) pp 13-15

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Overcoming Temptation

In 1 Corinthians 10:13, the apostle Paul explains, “No temptation has overtaken you but such as is common to man; and God is faithful, who will not allow you to be tempted beyond what you are able, but with the temptation will provide the way of escape also, so that you will be able to endure it.” In order to experience the victory you've been given in Christ over sin, you must know the process by which temptation takes hold. Then, you must build a defense against it.

Start by realizing that your desires are not necessarily wrong. In fact, they can be very good if they fit the Lord's plan and purpose for your life. But when you allow your wishes to dominate and distract you from doing God's will, troublesome situations and consequences are soon to follow.

The process of temptation begins in your mind with what you think. Eventually, your thoughts stir up your imagination, which is very powerful. You fantasize about the object of your desire – how it would feel to possess it; how unhappy you would be without it. As time goes on, the pressure builds. You reach the point where you must make a choice. Will you turn from the temptation, or will you give in to the pleasure it promises? Once you consent, sin takes hold.

Of course, as a faithful believer, you know that the Holy Spirit can help you turn away from enticements you may face during any step in the process. You also realize that it becomes increasingly difficult to turn away the further you go. This is why it it is so importation that you take “every thought captive to the obedience of Christ” (2 Corinthians 10:5). Why? Where you mind wanders, your feet are sure to follow. You need a defense system to help you respond wisely, guard your thoughts, and keep you from going down the wrong path.

How do you build this defense system? First, you must take responsibility and admit, “Yes Lord, this is a temptation for me.” Confess any sin you've already committed, accept the Savior's forgiveness (1 John 1:9), and acknowledge that He can teach you to live free of it. When you're willing to accept your vulnerability and dependence on God in the areas where you are tempted, you've taken a very important step toward victory.

Second, look at the big picture. Ask yourself: “What does the Father think about this? If I yield to this enticement, what will the consequences be? How will it affect my future and the people in my life? Will it distract me from doing the Lord's will?” The great deception of sin is that it promises pleasure without penalty – instant gratification with no regret. But once you consider the negative results of your actions, the temptation will appear much less attractive.

Bearing the big picture in mind will also help you identify if there's a way to meet your desire that is in line with God's will – a way that will bring Him glory. So third, be sure to recall the Father's promises concerning your life. One of the reasons temptations are so powerful is because they play into your anxieties. Disappointments and setbacks can lead to discouragement if don't fully trust that the Lord can and will fulfill His word in you.

This is why Jesus said, “The Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in My name, He will teach you all things, and bring to your remembrance all that I said to you. Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Do not let your heart be troubled, nor let it be fearful” (John 14:26-27).

God has given the Holy Spirit to encourage you as you wait for His perfect timing and to enable you to do all that He has commanded. When you feel weak, rely upon the awesome power of the Spirit to comfort you, remind you of His love and presence, and strengthen you to stand firm until His promise to you is accomplished.

Finally, set your mind on things that honor the Father. Meditating on God's Word and spending time with Him in an intimate relationship empower you to remain steadfast in your struggle against sin. When temptations come, the Holy the Spirit can immediately bring Scripture to mind as a shield to protect you.

From June 2010 Prayer Letter
Charles F. Stanley

Thursday, October 14, 2010

When Life Looks Hopeless

When life looks hopeless, hold on to God. No mater what happens or how discouraging your situation may become, never stop clinging to the Lord. He is faithful, and He will most certainly help you. Keep trusting Him - regardless of how your circumstances appear.

I write this to you today because all of us have walked through valleys at one time or another in life. Each of us has wept over difficulties and struggles we thought we couldn't survive. We lay awake at night, wondering, “God, what am I going to do? I don't know how to go on.” We're not sure how to face the decisions and consequences that will come. The pain and emptiness overwhelm us.

I imagine that is how James Cash Penney felt when he lost $40 million in the stock market crash of 1929, becoming deathly ill from the stress of his circumstances. Seven million dollars in debt, false accusations of his fiscal impropriety lodged against him, emotionally and physically spent, Penney wrote, “I was convinced I would never see another dawn. I wrote farewell letters to my family. Then I waited for the end – a failure at the age of 56.”

Although Penney felt as if he has no future, God had other plans. At the Battle Creek Sanitarium in Michigan where he was being treated for his illness, Penney one day heard the hymn, “God Will Take Care of You,” and he decided to trust the Lord Jesus as his Savior, Not only did he survive, he also lived into his nineties, founding a financial empire through the JCPenney's stores.

Perhaps you are experiencing devastating difficulties today or see disturbing troubles on the horizon. Maybe you lack a sense of direction or real purpose. You might even wonder if you need to give up on your goals and dreams because you feel like you don't measure up and will never deserve the good things you desire.

As such times, you may be tempted to seek refuge in earthly comforts such as wealth, possessions, food, or activities. Perhaps you throw yourself more deeply into ministry, trying to hide your hurt, but becoming more wounded in the process. You may even attempt to isolate yourself from the world, pushing everyone away. Don't. These things promise to comfort your hurting soul, but will eventually cause you more pain.

Instead, cling to the only One who can truly help you overcome all of your difficulties – Jesus Christ. As 1 Peter 5:7 admonishes, cast “all your anxiety on Him, because He cares for you.” How do you do so? Here are some principles that will help you through the most difficult times.

First, whenever you are tempted to think about your circumstances – and the empty feeling of hopelessness wells within you – realize it is an important indication that you should be in prayer. The emotions you're experiencing are a warning sign to your spirit, revealing your utter need for the Father. He is calling you...drawing you into a relationship with Him. Go to Him with an open heart, and invite Him to teach you.

Second, commit yourself to God and whatever He has planned for your future. Did you know that one of the biggest gold deposits ever excavated in this nation was discovered just two inches beneath the spot where a previous miner had given up? There are many wonderful blesses that you will forfeit if you quit now. Don't miss out on the good things the Father has for you because you are discouraged. Devote yourself to the Lord, and He will strengthen you to go on.

Third, claim God's promises to always love and never forsake us. Often, when we experience loss, rejection, or we fail at something important, we attribute our painful feelings to our own sense of worth. We begin to we don't deserve acceptance or anything good. But the Father promises to love us unconditionally, and our job is simply to accept His everlasting love (Jeremiah 31:3; 1 John 4:9-11). Deuteronomy 31:8 assures, “The LORD is the one who goes ahead of you; He will be with you. He will not fail you or forsake you. Do not fear or be dismayed.”

Fourth, cling to God with all your heart, mind, soul, and strength, regardless of what happens, with the knowledge that He ultimately provides what is absolutely best for you. Understanding this principle will help you get through the most difficult times in your life, because when you turn to Him for help, He will comfort your hurting soul and fill the emptiness with hope.

No matter what happens in your lives, don't let go of the Savior. Respond to your feeling of discouragement with prayer. Commit yourself to trusting His plan, regardless of the circumstances. Claim His unfailing promises and cling to His loving presence. He can and will help you through this. So hold on to God. He knows the pathway to victory in your situation and is simply waiting for you to trust Him to lead the way.

Charles Stanley
October 2010
Prayer Letter

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Skipping a Stone

Skipping a Stone across Ages and Cultures -
A Time-traveler Visits Christian Communities

The core beliefs that have united Christians for two thousand years certainly built Western civilization, but it is a mistake to think that Christianity belongs to Western culture. Christianity did not originate in the West and has never been confined to it. The core elements of the faith have brought about a tremendous unity in a diversity of cultures, as renowned writer on Christian missions Andrew Walls demonstrates, imagining what a time-traveler would see if he dropped in on five Christian communities living in different cultures over the centuries.

First, the time-traveler visits the founding church in Jerusalem in AD 37. He notes that these new Christians are hard to distinguish from a branch of Judaism. They simply identify the Jewish teaching about the Messiah, the Son of Man, with Jesus of Nazareth. These Christians are mostly drawn from the ranks of tradesmen and laborers. They have large families, and their faith is marked by celebrations and by helping one another to face material challenges.

Next, our time-traveler visits Christians about the time of the Council of Nicea in AD 325. These Christians are no longer Jewish but drawn from all over the Mediterranean world. Many of the leaders now practice celibacy. They are familiar with the ancient Jewish Scriptures but give equal value to writings that have been generated by their own community – the “New Testament”. The subject of their discussions in centers, in the first community's, on the death and resurrection of Jesus of Nazareth. Culturally, these two Christian communities are already worlds apart.

Our time-traveler then visits Irish monks of the sixth century. They practice such spiritual disciplines as fasting and praying for long hours with their arms outstretched in the form of a cross. They are otherworldly in a way in a way the first two communities were not, but they have the same evangelical zeal; they want those near and far to understand Jesus' significance as the messiah. Some of their members are about to depart for the Scottish coast in tubby leather and wood boats, where they will call the Scottish clans to exchange their nature worship and bloody practices for the joys of heaven.

The time-traveler drops in one of the great English missionary societies of the 1840s. Unlike the Irish monks, these Christians seek a spirituality marked by social activism instead of severe spiritual disciplines. While the monks lived on virtually nothing, these people are almost too well fed. But they fell exactly the same burden to spread the message. They are funding missions to the Far East, Oceania, and Africa. They are also working to improve conditions within their own society brought on by the Industrial Revolution.

Finally, the time-traveler comes to Lagos, Nigeria, in the 1980s. He sees white-robed Christians dancing and chanting their way through the streets. They call themselves Cherubim and Seraphim, and they invite their neighbors to experience the power of God. They are not social activists, like the English. They fast like the Irish monks but more for specific benefits. They talk more about the Holy Spirit and His power to inspire preaching, bring healing, and provide personal guidance.

The time-traveler notes that, culturally, these five Christian groups could hardly be more different. Yet they think of themselves as connected, and indeed, their thinking is remarkably similar. They believe that in Christ the world has been rescued from the power of evil and death; they believe in God' sovereignty over history; they make the same use of the Scriptures and of bread and wine and water.

Surprisingly historical connections among the groups come mind as well – those activist English missionaries first brought the faith to the dancing Nigerians, for example. (Today, in fitting reversal, these Nigerians and other people of the Global South are bringing faith back to the West.) The Jews evangelized the Mediterranean Gentiles, from whom both Ireland and England received the faith. All five groups, despite cultural appearances, are part of the same legacy: the one Lord, one faith, one baptism they profess holds true for all.


From “The Faith:
What Christians believe,
Why they believe it, and why it matters”
by Charles Colson and Harold Fickett
Zondervan Press (2008) pp 23-25