I am exhausted from a whirlwind weekend with a search committee. I flew out very early Saturday morning on a plane crowded with people returning from Spring Break. I flew back last night on a delayed flight that allowed me to have a whole row to myself, but unable to sleep due to turbulence. So, I left before the kids were up, and returned after the kids were asleep- missing 2 days of their young lives.
I got a tour of the area, and the facility. It is a fairly new facility and looks very nice. They have plenty of land, so there is room for growth.
The search committee was nicer. There was plenty of good-natured ribbing to go around. While “interrogating” me, I was not wearing something as embarassing as PJs. Rather they “grilled” me over long delicious meals together. I struggled to answer one question as Deep Purple’s Highway Star played in the background. And one of the committee members struggled to pay attention to my answer too. Lest you think it was pure pleasure, there were some tough questions. Unfortunately for them, when I get tired I ramble. Hopefully I didn’t do too much of that.
In between the 2 discussions, we participated in a worship service where I was able to preach. It was a bit out of all our comfort zones in terms of style, but the host church was very friendly and they are reaching those who’ve been damaged by other churches. I did a revised version of my recent sermon on the Tale of the 2 Sons (Luke 15:11-32).
It was a preliminary meeting, so CavWife & kids stayed behind in FL. If they want to extend a call, at the very least the 2 of us would travel. But that is getting ahead of ourselves. Now both parties seek discernment: Am I the right person for them? Is that the situation for me? I’ve got strengths and weaknesses; they’ve got strengths and challenges. Now we ask that God would work in us to will and work according to His purposes (Philippians 2).
Now …. I need some rest.
Iain Murray traces the development of 
At least I’m not this guy! I’m currently watching the Simpsons Movie. Homer’s ability to consistently do the wrong thing is absolutely amazing. So, compared to him … I’m a pretty good husband and father. It is pretty funny. Utterly pointless and irreverent, but really funny. Hopefully I won’t wake up the little girl.
JV: Do you have a theology of revival? I guess many would see the rapid growth at Mars Hill (and some of the Acts 29 work) as taking on revival proportions. Is this how you would see it, or are you looking for something further (or do you even see revival as a helpful category)?
In my earlier post on
But I love what Reggie says: “Now, Jesus loves Bach’s music and that of his aesthetic kin- of this I am certain. I am equally sure, however, that he finds their most elevated and demanding stuff to be but nursery tunes.” Even in our heights we fall far short of the bar set by our Creator. Let us not think our worship is better because our songs are more elegant or deeper. All our praises need to be purified by the blood of Jesus.
I have not read the CSB. Like many people, I saw Holman imprintur and figured “Southern Baptist Bible”. Seems I was wrong.
Conan is owned by a Zen Buddhist priest in southern Japan
My copy of
I also need to go buy a notebook/journal. I want a place to put down my thoughts on ministry & more. I want to make some of my responses to things like Keller’s work on contextualization, gospel incarnation & communication, and thoughts from various sermons & sermon lectures. I have these ideas stuck on post-it notes in my office. Not quite the most efficient way. And I don’t want it on computer. I have too much on computer and would like to spend LESS time on the computer. It is too easy for me to feed my spirit of procrastination on the computer. A handy notebook could go with me anywhere to get those brilliant and not-so-brilliant thoughts down.
While on vacation, a Michigan woman was riding in a boat driven by her father down in the Keys. They were going approximately 25 miles per hour when a 75 pound stingray jumped out of the water in their path, striking her and killing her instantly. The stingray also died in the collision.
He was an inside dog seeing as how I had no fence in my newly purchased bachelor pad. Upon marriage, CavWife quickly discovered that he is a shedding machine. He lives to shed, and she likes to keep a clean house.
It was an ugly first half of basketball. Neither the Celtics or the red-hot Rockets could really find a grove. The Rockets led much of the half, but the Celtics shut them down in the final minutes to tie the game at 40 going into halftime. I’m not a fan of ugly basketball ala the Bad Boys and early 90′s basketball.
Let the classic Monty Python song begin. But this post is about e-mails, not spiced pseudo-ham.
Early in my ministry I referred back to Les Miserables often. I love that movie! I am captivated by the movement of grace in Jean Val-Jean’s life, and the folly of legalism in Javert’s life. I remember some people complaining that I used it too much (I’m sure Steve & Tim get the same complaints), but I was trying to point them to the workings of grace. Some were being hardened, perhaps. Maybe I needed to keep some Les Miserables stories in my bag of illustrations.