Thursday, February 8, 2007

The Power of Giving

If you have one of the “red letter” editions of the Bible it is easy for you to identify the words of Jesus because they are the ones in red. Most of them are found in the gospels (Matthew, Mark, Luke, or John). In the book, Acts of the Apostles, you will find red letters only once. It is in Acts 20:35.

“In everything I did, I showed you that by this kind of hard work we must help the weak, remembering the words the Lord Jesus himself said: 'It is more blessed to give than to receive.'" Acts 20:35 (NIV)

The word for blessed in this Scripture is “makarios” in the Greek and means “happy.” In other words Jesus is saying that it is more fulfilling, will bring you more joy and happiness to give than when you are given to.

Did you ever hear anyone say, “I live to give.” They can say that because they really have discovered the joy of giving. Now, it doesn’t have to be money as in the story, but just what ever you have been blessed with. There is a joy, a happiness that rises up in you when you give that you just can’t describe.

Recently a man know as “Secret Santa” died. For years he never revealed his identity. He just went around giving hundred dollar bills randomly to people on the street, mostly in laundramats and thrift stores. He gave away over a million dollars in this way.

What changed this man’s life was a random act of kindness. He was the child of an impoverished but nurturing upbringing in small-town Mississippi in the 1950s and ’’60s. He never knew his father, and was raised by his elderly grandparents. A gregarious, athletic kid, he went to college on a football scholarship. After graduation and landing a job as a traveling salesman, he found himself living in his car after the company went out of business. Broke and hungry, he ordered breakfast at a diner and, when the time came to pay his bill, pretended to have lost his wallet.

The diner’’s owner, Ted Horn, came out from behind the counter, reached down toward the floor and came up with a $20 bill. “Son, you must have dropped this,” the owner told Stewart, and the young man, stunned and grateful, used the money to pay his bill and gas up his car. The Santa-to-be never forgot how a stranger’’s kindness could change a life.

Just last November he revealed his identity knowing he was dying with cancer. He died on January 12. This Saturday there is a public celebration of his life. The emcee is a comedian. Some would think, “That’s just not right! That’s disrespectful.” No, in fact, it is appropriate because Larry Stewart, Secret Santa, was happy and filled with laughter because he knew the secret of giving.

Be blessed, be happy today. Give something to someone who can’t give back to you.

Prayer: Lord Jesus, take every shred of selfishness from me and give me a heart like yours, a giving heart. You have blessed me to bless others, and before I ask for anything more I will use what I have to bless someone else. Then, I know I won’t have to ask or beg for more because as long I as use it in the right way You will always keep me supplied. Thank you, Jesus. AMEN.

Blessings!
Pastor Roger

Tuesday, February 6, 2007

Choices

“Any day we wish; we can discipline ourselves to change it all. Any day we wish; we can open the book that will open our mind to new knowledge. Any day we wish; we can start a new activity. Any day we wish; we can start the process of life change. We can do it immediately, or next week, or next month, or next year.” The previous quote is by Jim Rohn. Jim Rohn is a motivational speaker and life coach to many successful people.

‘This day I call heaven and earth as witnesses against you that I have set before you life and death, blessings and curses. Now choose life...” Deuteronomy 30:19 NIV

Life is filled with choices. In fact, everything we do involves choices. I spoke with a newspaper reporter the other day and was encouraging her to “spin” an article in a positive way for churches instead of choosing to make it negative. Her response was, “I just report the news. I can’t really control how it comes out.”

I told her, “Sure you can. You have a choice every time you report the news how you will spin it, and you DO put your spin on every article you write.

It’s the truth. Every reporter whether newspaper or other media puts their spin on every article or report. It is very hard not insert your personality and values into everything you do. She did a good job on the article by the way.

My point is that everything in life is a choice. God said to the people of Israel, “I set all these things before you and even tell you what I think you ought to choose, but the final choice is yours.” You can choose to be joyful or grumpy. I can’t control all the things that happen around me, but I do control how I react to them and my attitude as a result.

We make attitude choices that set a tone for our day when we get up every morning. We make attitude choices at work that impact our decisions. We choose to do right or wrong, to lie or tell the truth, to act honestly or dishonestly. I picked up the following story from an illustration resource I use, but it’s been told so many places I am not sure what the original source or original story was. Stories on the internet tend to get expanded as they are told and retold so I can’t even vouch for the truth of all the details, but the message of choices is still there.

Michael is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!"

He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Michael was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation. Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Michael and asked him, "I don’t get it! You can’t be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?" Michael replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or ... you can choose to be in a bad mood. I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or.... I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or... I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life.
"Yeah, right, it’s not that easy," I protested.

"Yes, it is," Michael said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It’s your choice how you live your life."

I reflected on what Michael said. Soon after, I left to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it. Several years later, I heard that Michael was involved in a serious accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Michael was released from the hospital with rods placed in his back. I saw Michael about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I’d be twins. Wanna see my scars?"

I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what had gone through his mind as the accident took place. "The first thing that went through my mind was the well-being of my soon to be born daughter, "Michael replied.”Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or I could choose to die. I chose to live."

"Weren’t you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. Michael continued, "...the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read "he’s a dead man. I knew I needed to take action."

"What did you do?" I asked. "Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me. Said Michael. "She asked if I was allergic to anything.” ”Yes, I replied." The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, "Gravity." Over their laughter, I told them, "I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead."

Michael lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that everyday we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything. "Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." - Matthew 6:34 After all today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday. Are you like Michael?

What will your choices today be?

Prayer: Lord Jesus, I choose to do the right thing today. The right thing according to your word and its values. I choose joy today. I choose life today. I choose You today. AMEN.

Monday, February 5, 2007

Knocked Down, But Not Knocked Out

I am sure most of you watched theBig Game yesterday evening. It is the most watched single sporting event in the world. I watched it, and I was in the Colts corner. I am not totally sure why. I don’t have anything against the Bears or their coach. I guess you just have to be for someone. But then, I did feel Tony Dungee just deserved some success after what he went through losing his son and all. The sympathy factor.

My heart sunk in the first 14 seconds of the game when Chicago ran the kickoff all the way back for a TD, the first ever in a Super Bowl (whoops! The Big Game). Then three of Mannings first four passes touched defenders instead of receivers. It didn’t look good at that point.

But I am reminded of Paul’s words in 2 Corinthians 4:8-9 “We are pressed on every side by troubles, but not crushed and broken. We are perplexed because we don't know why things happen as they do, but we don't give up and quit. 9 We are hunted down, but God never abandons us. We get knocked down, but we get up again and keep going. (TLB)

Tony Dungee (cool Tony) and the Colts didn’t give up. They pressed on to lead by the half and never fall behind again. They could have just given up thinking, “this is our destiny.”

Don’t give up today whatever you may be facing. Don’t give up, get up. Another translation of that Scripture says, “I may be knocked down, but I’m not knocked out.”

I was again pleased at the presentation of the Lombardi tropy that the Colts owner and Coach Dungee gave praise to God for His blessings. Then Coach Dungee took it a step further. There were all kinds of other issues in this game. But Dungee refused to get sidetracked. As important as the other issues may have been (and he acknowledged the importance of the first black coaches in history in the super bowl) but declared the most important thing was that “two Christian coaches showed it can be done the right way.”

Prayer: Lord Jesus, give me what it takes to get up not give up. To overcome my disappointments and poor starts to win the victory. AMEN.

Blessings!
Pastor Roger

Friday, February 2, 2007

The Power of Words

On a stifling June afternoon in Philadelphia, New York Yankees Manager Joe Torre was about to step into the air-conditioned comfort of the players' entrance at Veterans Stadium when a middle-aged man called his name. Torre is not one of those celebrities who walk past people head down as if they didn't hear a thing. So he stopped, assuming he would be asked for an autograph.

He was wrong. "I met you almost 30 years ago," the man said. "I was in high school, and I wanted to drop out. My parents asked you to talk to me one day because they thought I might listen to a ballplayer. They were right. I'm a lawyer now. I just wanted to tell you thanks."

Torre was pleased by the story, albeit a bit stunned. "I had a little, tiny, vague memory when he brought it up," he said. "But that was it."

Before he could take the last few steps to the players' entrance, Torre was stopped again, by a younger man. "Twenty years ago I had cancer," he said. "They thought I was terminal. You were with the Mets. You came to see me and gave me a pep talk. I never forgot it. When you were sick, I realized I never said thank you."

Again, Torre was rendered almost speechless.

[Later, he said,] "It makes you realize what all of us in sports can do if we put just a little effort into things. And I mean just a little. A word here, a pat on the back there, a phone call. Right or wrong, because of who we are and what we do, it can have a tremendous effect on people. It's something I wish we could all be a little bit more aware of." -John Feinstein, "Pride of the Yankees," The Washington Post Magazine, July 25, 1999, 7.

You may be saying, “Nice story but Joe Torre is a celebrity sports figure. What he says matters to people. Me, well, I’m just me and nobody cares.”

Not true. There is a reason Joe Torre’s words have the impact they do on lives. It’s not because he’s a celebrity. It’s not because his big salary gives him influence. It’s not because of his success in his field. All of those things may enhance the impact of his words, but the power of his words is founded in a Biblical principle. “The tongue has the power of life and death...” Proverbs 18:21 (NIV) Think about it today before you speak. Your words could either create a champion or a casualty. Just a word today may make the difference in someone’s life to go on or give up. So walk around with your antennae up watching for that opportunity. Some of you right now are strategizing how you’re going to tell your co-worker off for what they did or said to you or how you’re going to set the boss straight. Instead, strategize how you can change someone’s life with a simple word of encouragement.

Prayer: Lord Jesus, use me today to encourage someone, bless someone, give someone what they need to continue on. Holy Spirit guide me in the words I speak today and everyday. AMEN.

Blessings!
Pastor Roger

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Who Am I?

The following story is one you may have heard before, but it bears repeating. A great reminder who we are in Christ Jesus.

Fred Craddock was a seminary professor and a great story teller. Once, while he was lecturing at Yale University, he told of going back one summer to Gatlinburg, TN, to take a short vacation with his wife. One night they found a quiet little restaurant where they looked forward to a private meal——just the two of them.

While they were waiting for their meal they noticed a distinguished looking white-haired man moving from table to table, visiting guests. Craddock whispered to his wife, “I hope he doesn’t come over here.” He didn’t want the man to intrude on their privacy.

But the man did come by his table. “Where you folks from?” he asked amicably.

“Oklahoma.”

“Splendid state, I hear, although I’ve never been there. What do you do for a living?”

I teach homiletics at the graduate seminary of Phillips University.”

“Oh, so you teach preachers, do you. Well, I’ve got a story I want to tell you.” And with that he pulled up a chair and sat down at the table with Craddock and his wife. Dr. Craddock groaned inwardly. Oh, no, here comes another preacher story. It seems everyone has one.

The man stuck out his hand. “I’m Ben Hooper. I was born not far from here across the mountains. My mother wasn’t married when I was born so I had a hard time. When I started to school my classmates had a name for me, and it wasn’t a very nice name. I used to go off by myself at recess and during lunchtime because the taunts of my playmates cut so deeply.

“What was worse was going downtown on Saturday afternoon and feeling every eye burning a hole through you. They were all wondering just who my real father was.

“When I was about 12 years old a new preacher came to our church. I would always go in late and slip out early. But one day the preacher said the benediction so fast I got caught and had to walk out with the crowd. I could feel every eye in church on me. Just about the time I got to the door I felt a big hand on my shoulder. I looked up and the preacher was looking right at me.

“‘Who are you, son? Whose boy are you?’

“I felt the old weight come down on me. It was like a big, black cloud. Even the preacher was putting me down.

“But as he looked down at me, studying my face, he began to smile a big smile of recognition. ‘Wait a minute,’ he said, ‘I know who you are. I see the family resemblance. You are a son of God.’

“With that he slapped me across the rump and said, ‘Boy, you’ve got a great inheritance. Go and claim it.’”

The old man looked across the table at Fred Craddock and said, “That was the most important single sentence ever said to me.” With that he smiled, shook the hand of Craddock and his wife, and moved on to another table to greet old friends.
Suddenly, Fred Craddock remembered. On two occasions the people of Tennessee had elected an illegitimate to be their governor. His name was Ben Hooper.
(from Power for Living, by Jamie Buckingham, 1983)

Let us each be reminded today that we are children of God with great futures and unlimited possibilities.

“Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God-- John 1:12 (NIV)

Prayer: Lord Jesus, today I want to live up to my family resemblance. I am not a defeated, hopeless individual. I am one with high family lineage, with all power available to me, and a future filled with Your blessings and planned successes for my life. I humbly but proudly declare, “I am a child of God.” AMEN.

Blessings!
Pastor Roger

Got a "Gut Feeling?"

I have been around church life for longer than I like to talk about most days. I have memories that go back 50 years. I have seen a lot of things, enjoyed many of them, questioned many of them, and rejected many of them. One thing that raises perhaps more questions in the church world than many other is what is “faith healers.” I have had people ask me if I consider myself a “faith healer.” Usually those with some scepticism in the matter ask that question. I have prayed putting my faith in God and His Word many times and have seen people healed. It was my faith in God (and hopefully theirs too), and my voice that spoke the prayer, but it was God who healed them. So I guess my answer would be, “No, I am not a faith healer, but rather one who has faith in God’s healing power.” I would also say that I do not believe that anyone else is a “faith healer”. There is only one healer. His name is Jesus.

Speaking of Jesus... not even He was a “faith” healer”. No, it wasn’t His faith. Although, because He was the only perfect human being ever he also had perfect faith and never doubted. Jesus told us, according to Mark’s gospel, that if we believe we have received what we asked for and do not doubt then we can have what we say (Mark 11:24). So I am not diminishing the importance of faith. The Master of faith also said according to Matthew’s account chapter 21 verse 21 that if we have faith and do not doubt we can tell mountains to jump into the ocean and if we believe we will receive whatever we ask for in prayer. James said that when we ask we “must believe and not doubt.” If we do doubt he said, “That man should not think he will receive anything from the Lord...”

Faith is important, vital, necessary in the Christian life, but it applies to all our life and to all of us not just a select few. But back to “faith healing.” If Jesus wasn’t a “faith healer” then what about all the people He healed? Jesus was a COMPASSION HEALER. When He saw need He was “moved with compassion” or “had compassion on them.” The Greek work for “had compassion” or “was moved with compassion” is “splagchnizomai” pronounced “splangkh-nid’-om-ahee.” Maybe you’ve never heard anything like this unless you have studied in the medical field and studied “splanchnology.” This is the study of the internal organs or more commonly the study of the gut. This particular Greek word mentioned above is used, only in reference to Jesus, 12 times in the New Testament. The root word is used 11 times and is translated in the KJV as “bowels” 9 times and once each as “tender” and “inward affection.” “Splagchnizomai” as it was applied to Jesus, was translated either “moved with compassion” or “had compassion.” That means literally “felt it in his gut.”

When Jesus healed it wasn’t great faith that motivated Him. It was compassion. There was never a moment that He did not have great faith, but He healed when He was moved with compassion. I have observed through the that, in my opinion, the most effective medical professionals are those who have compassionate hearts. So, if I want to be more effective in healing, praying the prayer of faith, or however you would frame that experience in your own language, I need to be more compassionate, feel it in my gut. “Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn.” Romans 12:15 (NIV)

Prayer: Lord Jesus, may I be more like You and feel the pain of those who hurt enabling me to be more effective in my prayers for them and ministry to them. In a world where we see so much hurt and pain it is easy to be calloused and hardened. May I be the giver or and recipient of the compassion of Jesus. AMEN.

Blessings!
Pastor Roger

The Key to Success

Theologian Henri Nouwen once said, "We cannot make it rain, but we can see to it that the rain falls on prepared soil."

To be honest, this is as far as our contribution to success goes. Our job is to get the soil ready for the rain of God's blessings. The rest is up to him.

Paul said to Timothy, "If you keep yourself pure, you will be a utensil God can use for his purpose. Your life will be clean, and you will be ready for the Master to use you for every good work." 2 Timothy 2:21(NLT)

“Become the kind of container God can use to present any and every kind of gift to his guests for their blessing.” 2 Timothy 2:21 (MSG)

There are many things in life I cannot control. Final outcomes are seldom in my control, but my preparation (or lack thereof) is controlled by me. My preparation, my diligence, my investment of time, my training, and my discipline are completely controlled by me. I am preaching to me and hoping you get the message as well so we can both be helped.

No athlete in any sports discipline can guarantee the outcome of a game because he is only one member of the team. What he can guarantee is how well prepared he is mentally and physically to do his part in winning the game. He can control his attitude about the opposing team (whether he sees them as a worthy opponent that can be beaten or a giant impossible to topple) and his fellow team members. His attitude toward his team members will do much to push them to the next level by way of encouragement and positive attitude helping them believe they can win.

But the real issue is me. “Become the kind of container God can use...” Somehow if I can do that then others issues seem to fall into place. Someone said, “I you want to be a better leader become a better person.” If I want to be a better pastor then I must become a better person. If you want to be a better manager then become a better person. If you want to be a better doctor, lawyer, or candlestick maker just become a better person. From a pastor’s perspective I heard someone say, “Don’t focus on building a ‘bigger church’ but focus on building ‘bigger people.’”

It comes down to (or up to) the fact that the only thing I control in life are my actions, my commitment, my discipline, my attitude, my preparation, my heart, etc. All that determines if I will be one that can be used by the One that controls everything else. Somehow it seems senseless for God to give us what we are not prepared for. He is not a senseless God.

Ladies and gentlemen lets prepare well.

Prayer: Lord Jesus, today I want to be what You need, what You look for to use. I ask for Your help and encouragement to become the person that you can use to accomplish your purpose. I want to be your “go to” person, the one You know you can depend on. But I know I must conquer myself to be that, and I cannot conquer myself alone. For that You are my “go to” because only You can help me become what You can use. Thank you for this day and what it will bring. Use me. AMEN.

Blessings!
Pastor Roger