A few months ago I posted a blog post entilted 'Transform'. This was a three part blog post that was dedicated to examinaing the Intervarsity Mission Statement. This is part two of that post.
The first post can be read here.
The mission statement again is: Transform the lives of students and faculty, Renew the campus, and Change the world. This is the mission statement of the ministry that I have decided to commit a large portion of my life to, and I want to ensure that the ministry is actively moving towards all of these things. In this section I will examine the statement, renew the campus.
In just two days Intervarsity students will sit down in small groups of approximately 5 students, and discuss being a Christian with their campus mates. It will be freshman through seniors. It will be men and women. It will Christians, and non-Christians. I for one am very excited. This is something that our campus has never done before. We are working to get the campus talking to each other, as opposed to a 'teacher'. There were more than 65 people that committed to inviting someone to this event, and leading them into a healthy discussion well.
Another number which excited me was that there are 153 people that are involved in Intervarsity Small Groups this year. That is 153 that are being taught/prepared/equipped and then commissioned to 'Go and make disciples' That is so exciting to know. That is more students that are involved in campus ministries at some schools. That is enough people to have a small church. That is enough people to get the attention of our campus mates.
The last number I want to talk about is that there is roughly 300 students involved in Intervarsity's ministry. Now for a long time I have presented this number in a negative way. In a campus of 20,000 that means that there is only 1.5% of the campus involved in this ministry. This was a number that really upset me. I figured that 1% seems so small compared to grand scheme of everything. I felt completely insignificant. But recently I examined this number more closely.
It is true that 1.5% is not alot of the campus, but 1.5% of the entire population would be 120,000,000 (120 million). So 1.5% makes a big difference when dealing with big numbers. Not to mention that there is an Intervarsity student involved in each academic college and program on campus. Not to mention that there is at least 1 student living in each of the on campus residence halls. This means that these students are spread out all over the campus. Lastly, if all 300 students were to congregate in some of the dining areas on campus, it would break fire code. It would certainly be enough to get peoples attention.
So rather than present this statistic in a negative manner, I am proud to say that Intervaristy is helping to renew the campus. So far we have changed 1.5% of our campus. I am eager to see how God will renew the remaining students on campus through the next few years. So I say with great joy in the Lord Christ Jesus, 1.5 down, 98.5 to go!
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Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Saturday, October 2, 2010
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Robert: age 18
Robert hardly sleeps anymore. He stays up late to get to the next party or drunken adventure. His 'fun' doesn't start till most people are already sleeping. Every night he drinks more and more, to keep himself satisfied. He tells his friends he is really happy and really enjoys life, but when he is alone he holds back tears. He's not even close to his drinking buddies, he sits at home and listens to some music all the while waiting feeling empty, just waiting for the next night ...
Teresa: age 18
Teresa hasn't slept in days. It was a little less than a week ago that she was raped by her best friend. One thing led to the next and boundaries were passed. She tries to cry herself to sleep, but her emotions prevent her from doing so. She feels dirty, guilty, and ashamed. She lies to herself "it was her fault." She can't erase the scars, but she can't move on either ...
Jacob: age 19
Jacob hasn't been sleeping well. He trusted his roommate with his most personal secret. Jacob struggles with homosexuality. Jacob's roommate was so scared, and defensive at his news. His roommate teased him relentlessly, and Jacob stopped going to his dorm. Not having to many other friends he sleeps in the 24 hour computer lab on the couch if the person working the desk doesn't kick him out ...
Coleen: age 23
Coleen gave up sleeping when she had a baby. Being that she is one of the first in her entire family to even go to college, she tries desperately to make all her ends meet. She tries to balance getting a degree, and raising a child by herself. But she isn't sure how long she can keep the game up. The University keeps taking more and more money from her, and she is only able to afford school because of an inheritance. She wonders every night if shes doing what is best for her son...
Zac: age 20
Zac sleeps 'with one eye open' every night. Zac made some awesome Christian friends and has been trying to experience Christianity for himself. But when his father found this out he became very upset. His father never wanted Zac to spend time with these friends. He tells Zac not to return home, and that if he tries to go to his sisters wedding he will hurt him. Zac cries thinking about the choices he has ahead of him ...
Janette: age 21
Janette tries to sleep often, but never feels rested. She is always exhausted and weak. When she looks in the mirror she is horrified with her body. She doesn't feel perfect, or even pretty. She tells herself that nobody will love her, and that she is so overweight. She forces herself to throw up again, but still doesn't feel any prettier. She is so weak that it seems all she wants to do is sleep now, but she can bring herself to because she is never at peace ...
Dallas: age 18
Dallas decided there is no point in going to sleep your last night on earth. Dallas feels completely disconnected from everything and everyone. Dallas feels homesick, but he tells himself that his parents don't miss him. After he got rejected from Frat he rushed, and the program he applied for, life just didn't make sense. He writes a 'goodbye' letter, and just contemplates if he is 'man enough' to follow through this time ...
Jessica: age 17
Jessica has been pulling all nighters several days in a row. She has a grades to maintain, classes, meetings. She just wants to make her parents so proud. She downs some energy drinks and starts studying. She ignores her feelings begging her to spend some time with friends. Eat a meal at the union. Go on a nature hike. She drowns them out night after night with books and homework. This will make my family proud she thinks ...
Taylor: age 22
Taylor can't sleep tonight, if he does he could die. There is so much drugs and alcohol in his system right now that willingly going unconscious is a terrible plan. Taylor thinks about the friends, the scholarship and all the money he has lost. He hears sirens and wonders if he will end up in jail or the hospital again. He tells himself he needs to turn his life around, but just doesn't know how to...
Lindsay: age 22
Lindsay doesn't like sleeping anymore. She shares a bed with someone she no longer cares for. Her heart is always torn. She never quite knows what to do. She finds herself living in the 'uncomfortable' but tells her self its 'normal'. She wonders if her bed-mate even loves her, he must, that's why they have been together so long....
Chris: age 21
Chris can't sleep tonight either. Most nights he goes to bed feeling loved, comforted, respected, and secure. But tonight is different. 10 people are on his mind. 10 people which he has neglected to invite to know Jesus. 10 people which are awake right now, not feeling loved, comforted, respected, or secure. 10 people which Chris' has kept a pearl of great price hidden from. 10 people who need Jesus now more than ever. Chris begins to pray for these people, and how to introduce them to Jesus, and how he loves them so...
Jesus: age ∞
Jesus never sleeps. Not while people he loves are hurt. Not while they don't know him. Jesus says to these people "I use the weak to lead the strong, I empower the humble, I lift up the weary, I heal the sick, and mend the broken. I set the captives free, I satisfy all who are thirsty. I am coming back soon and that day I will dry every tear. Come and embrace me who has loved you since before time even began, fall into the arms of the One who died for you." Jesus never stops reveling himself to his people.
What to do with these stories:
Sometimes I find myself thinking that sharing the gospel is hard. I get nervous, and uneasy about what to say. But it is clear to me now that sharing the gospel is not something I have to do, but something I want to do. I think of the pain that 10 real people (names have been changed to protect identities) are experiencing. I take the relationship I have with Jesus Christ for granted. I forget how desperate I am for sweet grace. I think back to three long years ago before I knew Jesus. I think of my own pain and hurt, and I know my friends are feeling even worse. So no more will I conceal who Jesus is. No more will I be to scared to invite my friends to know him. No more will worry about what to say. This world won't sleep till everyone knows Jesus, and Jesus won't sleep till everyone knows him.
"Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirits" Matthew (28:19)
Robert hardly sleeps anymore. He stays up late to get to the next party or drunken adventure. His 'fun' doesn't start till most people are already sleeping. Every night he drinks more and more, to keep himself satisfied. He tells his friends he is really happy and really enjoys life, but when he is alone he holds back tears. He's not even close to his drinking buddies, he sits at home and listens to some music all the while waiting feeling empty, just waiting for the next night ...
Teresa: age 18
Teresa hasn't slept in days. It was a little less than a week ago that she was raped by her best friend. One thing led to the next and boundaries were passed. She tries to cry herself to sleep, but her emotions prevent her from doing so. She feels dirty, guilty, and ashamed. She lies to herself "it was her fault." She can't erase the scars, but she can't move on either ...
Jacob: age 19
Jacob hasn't been sleeping well. He trusted his roommate with his most personal secret. Jacob struggles with homosexuality. Jacob's roommate was so scared, and defensive at his news. His roommate teased him relentlessly, and Jacob stopped going to his dorm. Not having to many other friends he sleeps in the 24 hour computer lab on the couch if the person working the desk doesn't kick him out ...
Coleen: age 23
Coleen gave up sleeping when she had a baby. Being that she is one of the first in her entire family to even go to college, she tries desperately to make all her ends meet. She tries to balance getting a degree, and raising a child by herself. But she isn't sure how long she can keep the game up. The University keeps taking more and more money from her, and she is only able to afford school because of an inheritance. She wonders every night if shes doing what is best for her son...
Zac: age 20
Zac sleeps 'with one eye open' every night. Zac made some awesome Christian friends and has been trying to experience Christianity for himself. But when his father found this out he became very upset. His father never wanted Zac to spend time with these friends. He tells Zac not to return home, and that if he tries to go to his sisters wedding he will hurt him. Zac cries thinking about the choices he has ahead of him ...
Janette: age 21
Janette tries to sleep often, but never feels rested. She is always exhausted and weak. When she looks in the mirror she is horrified with her body. She doesn't feel perfect, or even pretty. She tells herself that nobody will love her, and that she is so overweight. She forces herself to throw up again, but still doesn't feel any prettier. She is so weak that it seems all she wants to do is sleep now, but she can bring herself to because she is never at peace ...
Dallas: age 18
Dallas decided there is no point in going to sleep your last night on earth. Dallas feels completely disconnected from everything and everyone. Dallas feels homesick, but he tells himself that his parents don't miss him. After he got rejected from Frat he rushed, and the program he applied for, life just didn't make sense. He writes a 'goodbye' letter, and just contemplates if he is 'man enough' to follow through this time ...
Jessica: age 17
Jessica has been pulling all nighters several days in a row. She has a grades to maintain, classes, meetings. She just wants to make her parents so proud. She downs some energy drinks and starts studying. She ignores her feelings begging her to spend some time with friends. Eat a meal at the union. Go on a nature hike. She drowns them out night after night with books and homework. This will make my family proud she thinks ...
Taylor: age 22
Taylor can't sleep tonight, if he does he could die. There is so much drugs and alcohol in his system right now that willingly going unconscious is a terrible plan. Taylor thinks about the friends, the scholarship and all the money he has lost. He hears sirens and wonders if he will end up in jail or the hospital again. He tells himself he needs to turn his life around, but just doesn't know how to...
Lindsay: age 22
Lindsay doesn't like sleeping anymore. She shares a bed with someone she no longer cares for. Her heart is always torn. She never quite knows what to do. She finds herself living in the 'uncomfortable' but tells her self its 'normal'. She wonders if her bed-mate even loves her, he must, that's why they have been together so long....
Chris: age 21
Chris can't sleep tonight either. Most nights he goes to bed feeling loved, comforted, respected, and secure. But tonight is different. 10 people are on his mind. 10 people which he has neglected to invite to know Jesus. 10 people which are awake right now, not feeling loved, comforted, respected, or secure. 10 people which Chris' has kept a pearl of great price hidden from. 10 people who need Jesus now more than ever. Chris begins to pray for these people, and how to introduce them to Jesus, and how he loves them so...
Jesus: age ∞
Jesus never sleeps. Not while people he loves are hurt. Not while they don't know him. Jesus says to these people "I use the weak to lead the strong, I empower the humble, I lift up the weary, I heal the sick, and mend the broken. I set the captives free, I satisfy all who are thirsty. I am coming back soon and that day I will dry every tear. Come and embrace me who has loved you since before time even began, fall into the arms of the One who died for you." Jesus never stops reveling himself to his people.
What to do with these stories:
Sometimes I find myself thinking that sharing the gospel is hard. I get nervous, and uneasy about what to say. But it is clear to me now that sharing the gospel is not something I have to do, but something I want to do. I think of the pain that 10 real people (names have been changed to protect identities) are experiencing. I take the relationship I have with Jesus Christ for granted. I forget how desperate I am for sweet grace. I think back to three long years ago before I knew Jesus. I think of my own pain and hurt, and I know my friends are feeling even worse. So no more will I conceal who Jesus is. No more will I be to scared to invite my friends to know him. No more will worry about what to say. This world won't sleep till everyone knows Jesus, and Jesus won't sleep till everyone knows him.
"Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirits" Matthew (28:19)
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Transform!
The mission statement for campus ministry that I am involved with goes something like this; "[Intervarsity's Mission is to] Transform the lives of students and faculty, Renew the campus, and Change the world for and through Jesus Christ. This three part blog post will be dedicated to how myself, as well as Intervarsity is doing these things.
I guess we will start from the top. Transform. It seems hard for me to believe, but it was just 3 years ago that I became a Christian. It was in my Residence Hall game room. My testimony is a clear example of how Intervarsity is transforming students. I was even 'interviewed' to share my experiences with other members of the organization to help them transform other students that are in a similar situation to myself when I was a freshman. It has been this year more than ever that I am seeing true transformation take place.
Last year there were several people that I influenced. It is this year that I have seen their life truly take flight. They have a transformed mindset and an transformed live style. It is so encouraging to see how these people have matured, and how they are influencing others now.
The excitement of the growth from students from last year doesn't compare to the excitement I have for some students for this year. In the first few weeks of school I have challenged two students to give their entire lives to Jesus. I have told these students, that nothing short of 'dying' to yourself will be enough. Both of these students received this well, and are transforming how they act, and treat people to be more missional, and to be a better light to their friends and family.
I also am helping to transform a students life that 'believes' in God, but isn't sure if living for Jesus is worth it. I am excited to see how this student will transform over the year. The risks that this student is taking, and the honesty is encouraging on so many levels. I am already seeing this students view of Jesus, God, and even the Church change. This student is starting to see things from a different view, and moving back towards the path of giving their life whole heartily to Jesus.
The last student that I want to mention is not a Christian. I have had many talks with this student and their perspectives are so awesome. I am already seeing this student transform the way that they think, live, and act. I am committed to meeting with this student on a regular basis all year to 'walk' along side Jesus, and to see what it is that He is offering. This student is being changed in great ways and I can't wait to see what becomes of it.
Students on Campus are being transformed all over campus. We are being changed in Word, Deed, and Prayer. We are a generation that is moving away from being dull, boring, and stagnant to one that is passionate, alive, and world changing. These students are living testimonies of Gods power, and love. They also speak for the transforming power that the body of Christ has, when used well. Intervarsity wisely choose the word transform to explain what it is that we are trying to accomplish in students lives. And if I am honest, through Jesus Christ, we are doing just that.
Read more about Intervarsity Christian Fellowship!
Meet the Chapter at Northern Arizona University!
I guess we will start from the top. Transform. It seems hard for me to believe, but it was just 3 years ago that I became a Christian. It was in my Residence Hall game room. My testimony is a clear example of how Intervarsity is transforming students. I was even 'interviewed' to share my experiences with other members of the organization to help them transform other students that are in a similar situation to myself when I was a freshman. It has been this year more than ever that I am seeing true transformation take place.
Last year there were several people that I influenced. It is this year that I have seen their life truly take flight. They have a transformed mindset and an transformed live style. It is so encouraging to see how these people have matured, and how they are influencing others now.
The excitement of the growth from students from last year doesn't compare to the excitement I have for some students for this year. In the first few weeks of school I have challenged two students to give their entire lives to Jesus. I have told these students, that nothing short of 'dying' to yourself will be enough. Both of these students received this well, and are transforming how they act, and treat people to be more missional, and to be a better light to their friends and family.
I also am helping to transform a students life that 'believes' in God, but isn't sure if living for Jesus is worth it. I am excited to see how this student will transform over the year. The risks that this student is taking, and the honesty is encouraging on so many levels. I am already seeing this students view of Jesus, God, and even the Church change. This student is starting to see things from a different view, and moving back towards the path of giving their life whole heartily to Jesus.
The last student that I want to mention is not a Christian. I have had many talks with this student and their perspectives are so awesome. I am already seeing this student transform the way that they think, live, and act. I am committed to meeting with this student on a regular basis all year to 'walk' along side Jesus, and to see what it is that He is offering. This student is being changed in great ways and I can't wait to see what becomes of it.
Students on Campus are being transformed all over campus. We are being changed in Word, Deed, and Prayer. We are a generation that is moving away from being dull, boring, and stagnant to one that is passionate, alive, and world changing. These students are living testimonies of Gods power, and love. They also speak for the transforming power that the body of Christ has, when used well. Intervarsity wisely choose the word transform to explain what it is that we are trying to accomplish in students lives. And if I am honest, through Jesus Christ, we are doing just that.
Read more about Intervarsity Christian Fellowship!
Meet the Chapter at Northern Arizona University!
Monday, September 13, 2010
It has always been about Him!
Recently, I was overcome with a case of stubbornness. I started viewing my life as a Christian differently. I began thinking that I had all the answers. I was getting tired of hearing the same old questions over and over again. Listening to people deal with the same problems. I even starting tell God what to do... It was a rough time. I wanted things to be about me, and I didn't want to listen to feedback or get support.
One night came around, I was eagerly waiting for it. All of my friends were returning from summer breaks. I had a list of people to talk to, and to meet. I had been excited for a long time. However when this day came, and all my friends were joined in one place, God showed up and messed up all my plans.
A conversation about God came up with a friend of mine, I felt the Spirit Leading me to pursue and develop this conversation. Now don't get me wrong, I love talking about God, but in this moment, I really didn't want to. I knew this conversation would go on all night, and even if it was fruitful, I really wanted to see my friends. I even tried to change the subject, and get out of the conversation to get back with my friends. That was when I started to feel almost sick. God spoke into my heart, and commanded me to have this conversation. I obeyed, but remember thinking to myself, "God you better explain yourself later." I felt this way, because I said that I was commanded to have this conversation, I wasn't asked, it was a very different feeling.
I spent all night talking with this person about God. The conversation was very fruitful, and I was actually very grateful that I got to participate in such a great talk. When I got home, I thanked God for the fruit that came from the conversation, but deep down, I still was a little upset I didn't get to see my friends. Not to mention I felt almost insulted by the way which I felt I was commanded to do something.
"God I didn't want to do that," I found myself thinking. God spoke to me, "Its never been about you." I was almost jaw dropping shocked. These words were painted on my heart. He was absolutely correct. It wasn't about me. Who am I to feel insulted when God Almighty asks me to do something. He reminded me that I am a servant, and that on Oct 16th from several years ago, I made a commitment to lay down the things that I wanted, for the things that He wanted. It has always been about Him!
I felt terrible for the way which I had approached my faith. The way which I had forgot the meaning of reverence, and the sacrifices that took place for me to be able to communicate with God himself so openly.
"Ok, Father, you're right, It has and will always be about you, Please reveal to me how I can serve you tomorrow." It was a very humbling moment and prayer. But nevertheless, it has been very fruitful. God has blessed me by revealing to me how I can be a servant each day. It was in that moment, I realized that being 'commanded' by God to do anything, isn't insulting, but an honor.
One night came around, I was eagerly waiting for it. All of my friends were returning from summer breaks. I had a list of people to talk to, and to meet. I had been excited for a long time. However when this day came, and all my friends were joined in one place, God showed up and messed up all my plans.
A conversation about God came up with a friend of mine, I felt the Spirit Leading me to pursue and develop this conversation. Now don't get me wrong, I love talking about God, but in this moment, I really didn't want to. I knew this conversation would go on all night, and even if it was fruitful, I really wanted to see my friends. I even tried to change the subject, and get out of the conversation to get back with my friends. That was when I started to feel almost sick. God spoke into my heart, and commanded me to have this conversation. I obeyed, but remember thinking to myself, "God you better explain yourself later." I felt this way, because I said that I was commanded to have this conversation, I wasn't asked, it was a very different feeling.
I spent all night talking with this person about God. The conversation was very fruitful, and I was actually very grateful that I got to participate in such a great talk. When I got home, I thanked God for the fruit that came from the conversation, but deep down, I still was a little upset I didn't get to see my friends. Not to mention I felt almost insulted by the way which I felt I was commanded to do something.
"God I didn't want to do that," I found myself thinking. God spoke to me, "Its never been about you." I was almost jaw dropping shocked. These words were painted on my heart. He was absolutely correct. It wasn't about me. Who am I to feel insulted when God Almighty asks me to do something. He reminded me that I am a servant, and that on Oct 16th from several years ago, I made a commitment to lay down the things that I wanted, for the things that He wanted. It has always been about Him!
I felt terrible for the way which I had approached my faith. The way which I had forgot the meaning of reverence, and the sacrifices that took place for me to be able to communicate with God himself so openly.
"Ok, Father, you're right, It has and will always be about you, Please reveal to me how I can serve you tomorrow." It was a very humbling moment and prayer. But nevertheless, it has been very fruitful. God has blessed me by revealing to me how I can be a servant each day. It was in that moment, I realized that being 'commanded' by God to do anything, isn't insulting, but an honor.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Give to Caesar
Now I realize that this post is very late. But I wanted to post it at some point, and now felt like a good time.
So a few weeks ago was the 4th of July. The independence day of the United States of America. Now my relationship with my country has been a bumpy ride. I had some pretty conservative world views. I was pretty outspoken about my political views. But there was a point when I was in a debate with someone regarding open borders to Mexico. I felt like I was 'winning' the debate, but it was all the sudden when I realized that my words carried so much hate. I felt sick to my stomach. I could feel God's heart breaking with disappointment, as I am committed to preaching and extending Gods abundant Love. But my words were nothing but hate. I realized that it was due to some of my political views that I was erecting a barrier of hate from Gods people. People that if you read my last post, God loves as much, if not even more than me. I decided that it would be better to take some time away from politics. I wanted to spend more time learning how to effectively love people, and to stay away from political debates until I was able to do it maturely, and I felt that God would be pleased with my words.
I stayed away from chasing the political games for a while. I spent more time with God and through the help of some other close friends, I learned how to serve a King and not a country. Now I can blog about this another time, but a King is nothing like a president. Which is the only sort of political figurehead I have ever been a citizen. So it was quite a learning process discovering how to serve a King, and be a citizen in the Kingdom of Heaven.
As I was learning what this all means, I got very wrapped up in it. I began to despise not only our government but all government. I began to crave serving a just King. I got wrapped up and began to hate people again, this time it was political figures. I decided that all politicians, and lobbyists were corrupt jerks that couldn't be trusted. Even if I wasn't as outspoken with my hate, it still existed in my heart. It was then when I was reading my Bible. Jesus was questioned about paying taxes to Caesar. Jesus begins to talk about giving to Caesar what belongs to him, but do not give to Caesar what doesn't belong to him.
Now it might be worthwhile to note that the early church was under the ultimate reign of Caesar. Roman citizens would even profess that Caesar was 'lord.' Early Christians were persecuted and even killed for not making this claim. This point and Jesus teaching about government got me thinking about what responsibilities I have to my government and my country.I know that the Bible commands me to obey the laws of the land assuming they don't conflict with God's Law. I felt that Jesus was talking right to me. Give to your Country what is theirs, but do not give them what isn't theirs.
As I was wrestling with this, some of my friends traveled to China. A nation where the public professing of faith is not allowed. Churches have to be registered with the government and have regulations for what can be taught. There are limits imposed on things like Bible sales, and where Christians can gather. It was during this time when sending emails to my friends had to be coded to prevent suspicion, that I realized how truly good we have it here in America. For everything that this nation does wrong, there is alot more that this nation does right, regardless of your political position.
So this 4th of July had a new meaning for me this year. I really thanked God for living in a place where I can openly share the Gospel with my campus mates. Even now as I am typing this and going to post it in a public forum I am not afraid of censorship, or of being imprisoned for this post. I was actually very thankful to be a citizen of the United States, even if I am ultimately a citizen of the Kingdom of Heaven. Just like the young Roman church I can ultimately serve one who is greater, while still paying my taxes to Caesar.
So I'm here to leave you with a challenge. Do not waste this opportunity that you have been blessed with. Since we live a Christian tolerant nation, go and openly profess that Jesus is Lord. Go and share the Gospel with friends, classmates, and neighbors. Go and learn what it means to pay taxes to Caesar while serving a King.
So a few weeks ago was the 4th of July. The independence day of the United States of America. Now my relationship with my country has been a bumpy ride. I had some pretty conservative world views. I was pretty outspoken about my political views. But there was a point when I was in a debate with someone regarding open borders to Mexico. I felt like I was 'winning' the debate, but it was all the sudden when I realized that my words carried so much hate. I felt sick to my stomach. I could feel God's heart breaking with disappointment, as I am committed to preaching and extending Gods abundant Love. But my words were nothing but hate. I realized that it was due to some of my political views that I was erecting a barrier of hate from Gods people. People that if you read my last post, God loves as much, if not even more than me. I decided that it would be better to take some time away from politics. I wanted to spend more time learning how to effectively love people, and to stay away from political debates until I was able to do it maturely, and I felt that God would be pleased with my words.
I stayed away from chasing the political games for a while. I spent more time with God and through the help of some other close friends, I learned how to serve a King and not a country. Now I can blog about this another time, but a King is nothing like a president. Which is the only sort of political figurehead I have ever been a citizen. So it was quite a learning process discovering how to serve a King, and be a citizen in the Kingdom of Heaven.
As I was learning what this all means, I got very wrapped up in it. I began to despise not only our government but all government. I began to crave serving a just King. I got wrapped up and began to hate people again, this time it was political figures. I decided that all politicians, and lobbyists were corrupt jerks that couldn't be trusted. Even if I wasn't as outspoken with my hate, it still existed in my heart. It was then when I was reading my Bible. Jesus was questioned about paying taxes to Caesar. Jesus begins to talk about giving to Caesar what belongs to him, but do not give to Caesar what doesn't belong to him.
Now it might be worthwhile to note that the early church was under the ultimate reign of Caesar. Roman citizens would even profess that Caesar was 'lord.' Early Christians were persecuted and even killed for not making this claim. This point and Jesus teaching about government got me thinking about what responsibilities I have to my government and my country.I know that the Bible commands me to obey the laws of the land assuming they don't conflict with God's Law. I felt that Jesus was talking right to me. Give to your Country what is theirs, but do not give them what isn't theirs.
As I was wrestling with this, some of my friends traveled to China. A nation where the public professing of faith is not allowed. Churches have to be registered with the government and have regulations for what can be taught. There are limits imposed on things like Bible sales, and where Christians can gather. It was during this time when sending emails to my friends had to be coded to prevent suspicion, that I realized how truly good we have it here in America. For everything that this nation does wrong, there is alot more that this nation does right, regardless of your political position.
So this 4th of July had a new meaning for me this year. I really thanked God for living in a place where I can openly share the Gospel with my campus mates. Even now as I am typing this and going to post it in a public forum I am not afraid of censorship, or of being imprisoned for this post. I was actually very thankful to be a citizen of the United States, even if I am ultimately a citizen of the Kingdom of Heaven. Just like the young Roman church I can ultimately serve one who is greater, while still paying my taxes to Caesar.
So I'm here to leave you with a challenge. Do not waste this opportunity that you have been blessed with. Since we live a Christian tolerant nation, go and openly profess that Jesus is Lord. Go and share the Gospel with friends, classmates, and neighbors. Go and learn what it means to pay taxes to Caesar while serving a King.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
I Do
A friend of mine asked me, 'how have the first 6 months of married life been.' I responded with a few great stories involving; toothpaste, drawer space, and Elise pulling an awesome prank and scaring me really bad. All in all marriage has felt very natural, and as it should. Men and women are designed to be together. A woman will desire her husband, and a husband will Love his wife. A union between a man and a woman is the way things were designed by God to be. These stories of love, respect, and faithfulness got me thinking about my wedding.
I got married only six months ago, so many of the details are fresh in my head. I was thinking about how beautiful my bride looked. Someone told me that the 'wedding day is all about the Bride.' The groom should go out of his way, to ensure that the entire day is satisfying to the bride. I remember the joy, the fellowship, the love of that day. They talk about getting jitters before your wedding, but I guess I was lucky enough to miss that.
When I was St. Louis, Gerry taught us about the word Shalom. (A word with I honestly thought was some sort of Jewish greeting or something) Shalom can be described as 'the way things ought to be' or the 'the way things were intended to be.' This is an assumption of perfection, the sort of perfection as designed by God. The sort of thing, were everything feels completely right. Where no one thing is out of place.
I was glad Gerry taught me about the meaning of this word, and the feelings associated with it. Because when I think about my first kiss with my new wife, Shalom is the only word/emotion that comes to mind. Here I was joining into an eternal union with a great woman God has blessed me with much like Adam was blessed with Eve. Now Elise wasn't created from my rib, but I certainly would have offered one for her! In that moment, when my pastor said "you may kiss your bride," I felt shalom. Everything was as it ought to be. That moment was so special and so unique.
My wedding was certainly awesome for Elise and I, but it was a great time for our guests too. Elise and I got to attend two weddings so far this year as guests, and with two more on the way also. At the last wedding things were running a little late. The groom was patiently waiting for his bride to finish preparing herself. The father of the bride was also patiently preparing everything to be perfect for his child. The wait was well worth it. The bride was beautiful, and everything about the wedding was awesome. Everyone had a great time, and the night was special to so many people.
It made me think about the amazing wedding that is planned for us. We are the bride of Christ. Our groom Jesus, is very patiently waiting for us to be perfect. For us to be beautiful and eye pleasing. He is sacrificially waiting for us, because as I was told at my wedding, "The wedding is all about the bride." Our Father, is busy making everything perfect for this great day of love, and joy. Just anticipating this amazing epic wedding ceremony just returns that feeling of shalom. A eternal union formed between Jesus and his bride. The way things out to be. I for one simply cannot wait!
On a special side note shout-out:
Congratulations to these couples for entering into a union already this year:
Kaitlyn and AJ Russell
Wesley and Brittany Hall
Congratulations to these couples who will be entering into this amazing union shortly:
Jenny Charvoz and Dustin Mast
Crystal Faust and Theo Davis
And a Special Congratulations to Steven and Jessica Grahmann who have been married for 10 years!
I got married only six months ago, so many of the details are fresh in my head. I was thinking about how beautiful my bride looked. Someone told me that the 'wedding day is all about the Bride.' The groom should go out of his way, to ensure that the entire day is satisfying to the bride. I remember the joy, the fellowship, the love of that day. They talk about getting jitters before your wedding, but I guess I was lucky enough to miss that.
When I was St. Louis, Gerry taught us about the word Shalom. (A word with I honestly thought was some sort of Jewish greeting or something) Shalom can be described as 'the way things ought to be' or the 'the way things were intended to be.' This is an assumption of perfection, the sort of perfection as designed by God. The sort of thing, were everything feels completely right. Where no one thing is out of place.
I was glad Gerry taught me about the meaning of this word, and the feelings associated with it. Because when I think about my first kiss with my new wife, Shalom is the only word/emotion that comes to mind. Here I was joining into an eternal union with a great woman God has blessed me with much like Adam was blessed with Eve. Now Elise wasn't created from my rib, but I certainly would have offered one for her! In that moment, when my pastor said "you may kiss your bride," I felt shalom. Everything was as it ought to be. That moment was so special and so unique.
My wedding was certainly awesome for Elise and I, but it was a great time for our guests too. Elise and I got to attend two weddings so far this year as guests, and with two more on the way also. At the last wedding things were running a little late. The groom was patiently waiting for his bride to finish preparing herself. The father of the bride was also patiently preparing everything to be perfect for his child. The wait was well worth it. The bride was beautiful, and everything about the wedding was awesome. Everyone had a great time, and the night was special to so many people.
It made me think about the amazing wedding that is planned for us. We are the bride of Christ. Our groom Jesus, is very patiently waiting for us to be perfect. For us to be beautiful and eye pleasing. He is sacrificially waiting for us, because as I was told at my wedding, "The wedding is all about the bride." Our Father, is busy making everything perfect for this great day of love, and joy. Just anticipating this amazing epic wedding ceremony just returns that feeling of shalom. A eternal union formed between Jesus and his bride. The way things out to be. I for one simply cannot wait!
On a special side note shout-out:
Congratulations to these couples for entering into a union already this year:
Kaitlyn and AJ Russell
Wesley and Brittany Hall
Congratulations to these couples who will be entering into this amazing union shortly:
Jenny Charvoz and Dustin Mast
Crystal Faust and Theo Davis
And a Special Congratulations to Steven and Jessica Grahmann who have been married for 10 years!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Where is your treasure?
Recently, I dedicated my spring break to God. Spring break is a time that most college students look forward to relaxing, getting caught up, or even parties in Mexico. But God has something a little different planned for myself and 7 others. We traveled to St. Louis Missouri. We took this plunge to learn about ourselves, our community, our cities, and even our God. This was the second time that I took this trip and I was unsure about how it would play out. I had a million and a half questions going into it. What will I learn? Why am I going? How will I be changed? All of these questions were quickly silenced one day right before the trip. God came to me, I was desperate for answers, and all he said was "Go!" Said with an attitude of "come and see." So I went.
What my team and I did in St. Louis
We got to attend a very diverse and multicultural church. We got to live in community. We got to experience and live in the inner city. We got to learn about God's burning heart for justice. We got to experience different cultures foods and traditions. We were taken care of by a family that truly exemplifies hospitality. We got to worship God through dancing, and singing in Swahili with Congolese refugees. Experienced God in a way we never expected. Established lasting friendships. Got to follow Gods will to change ourselves and our campus.
As you can see the trip was loaded, it went by so fast however. On Thursday, the last day before the trip ended I was waiting to see what I was going to bring back to my campus. Last year, I had a good idea of how I needed to change, and how I needed to change my campus by the first few days. But this year the end of the trip was drawing near, and I found myself still confused. I have a heart of these people. I knew the statistics. I had prayed for the pain. What was the big thing I was missing? How was I going to change my campus?
My service project involved working with kids ages 3 through 13 to make Pinewood Derby cars. A simple car that is cut out of a block of wood. On Thursday I set up a section of the race track. The students were going to have a school wide race on Friday, and I wanted to give the kids the chance to practice racing their car. There was one boy who refused to race is car. He was just sitting in the corner playing with it. I went over to Issac and asked him why he didn't want to race. He told me that this little pinewood derby car was so special to him. He told me that it was the only toy that was all his. That he spent time and effort on it, and it was very special to him. He didn't want to race it because he wanted to take it home and show his parents and play with it.
This boy was attending a private school, and I assumed that he was much more blessed than some of the other children in this city. This little piece of wood with wheels meant so much to him. He truly cherished it. Scripture about a man finding a pearl of great value, and selling everything to buy it. Or the man and the treasure in the field. What were my treasures? It dawned it my in that instant. No booming word of God. No flash of light. No mind exploding moment. In this simple conversation with a 5 year old I realized I was a slave.
A slave to money and my possessions. I began to think about how hard it would be to give up some of the things I was blessed with. I mean perhaps if commanded by Jesus himself, but I hold on to these things so tight, it would pain me to give them up. I no longer own my things, they own me. They have consumed me and warped my view of value. The things that are important to me, and that are valuable to me, will all fade to dust one day. Nothing I own can outlast eternity. But God, Scripture, Jesus, these things that I push aside sometimes, will outlast eternity.
Such a upside down Kingdom aspect. The things that are priceless are given as a gift. Things that have no value cost me the most. So that is what I took with me to my home and to my campus. It was hard at first and honestly, it still is. I came home with a support structure of 7 people who care about me and have been praying and providing me with advice. But now I am even better equip to share the Gospel. Because some of the best news I have heard in a while is that life everlasting, something so completely priceless is offered to us for free. If you don't wanna take my word for it, contact a financial adviser or accountant. But in my opinion, the most profitable deal of a lifetime is presented to you right now. I think you should take it!
What my team and I did in St. Louis
We got to attend a very diverse and multicultural church. We got to live in community. We got to experience and live in the inner city. We got to learn about God's burning heart for justice. We got to experience different cultures foods and traditions. We were taken care of by a family that truly exemplifies hospitality. We got to worship God through dancing, and singing in Swahili with Congolese refugees. Experienced God in a way we never expected. Established lasting friendships. Got to follow Gods will to change ourselves and our campus.
As you can see the trip was loaded, it went by so fast however. On Thursday, the last day before the trip ended I was waiting to see what I was going to bring back to my campus. Last year, I had a good idea of how I needed to change, and how I needed to change my campus by the first few days. But this year the end of the trip was drawing near, and I found myself still confused. I have a heart of these people. I knew the statistics. I had prayed for the pain. What was the big thing I was missing? How was I going to change my campus?
My service project involved working with kids ages 3 through 13 to make Pinewood Derby cars. A simple car that is cut out of a block of wood. On Thursday I set up a section of the race track. The students were going to have a school wide race on Friday, and I wanted to give the kids the chance to practice racing their car. There was one boy who refused to race is car. He was just sitting in the corner playing with it. I went over to Issac and asked him why he didn't want to race. He told me that this little pinewood derby car was so special to him. He told me that it was the only toy that was all his. That he spent time and effort on it, and it was very special to him. He didn't want to race it because he wanted to take it home and show his parents and play with it.
This boy was attending a private school, and I assumed that he was much more blessed than some of the other children in this city. This little piece of wood with wheels meant so much to him. He truly cherished it. Scripture about a man finding a pearl of great value, and selling everything to buy it. Or the man and the treasure in the field. What were my treasures? It dawned it my in that instant. No booming word of God. No flash of light. No mind exploding moment. In this simple conversation with a 5 year old I realized I was a slave.
A slave to money and my possessions. I began to think about how hard it would be to give up some of the things I was blessed with. I mean perhaps if commanded by Jesus himself, but I hold on to these things so tight, it would pain me to give them up. I no longer own my things, they own me. They have consumed me and warped my view of value. The things that are important to me, and that are valuable to me, will all fade to dust one day. Nothing I own can outlast eternity. But God, Scripture, Jesus, these things that I push aside sometimes, will outlast eternity.
Such a upside down Kingdom aspect. The things that are priceless are given as a gift. Things that have no value cost me the most. So that is what I took with me to my home and to my campus. It was hard at first and honestly, it still is. I came home with a support structure of 7 people who care about me and have been praying and providing me with advice. But now I am even better equip to share the Gospel. Because some of the best news I have heard in a while is that life everlasting, something so completely priceless is offered to us for free. If you don't wanna take my word for it, contact a financial adviser or accountant. But in my opinion, the most profitable deal of a lifetime is presented to you right now. I think you should take it!
Monday, March 8, 2010
Ask the Author
In 4 days I will be leaving for St. Louis, MI. I'm heading there with a team of 7 other people to work in the inner city to bring restoration. I participated in this event last year and as its here already I have been thinking about my previous experience. If I trace my faith back it was this event that truly helped me to make the decisions to follow Jesus. While I was saved when I participated in this experience it wasn't until I was in that place that I made a commitment to become a follower.
The experience was overall amazing. I formed strong and lasting relationships with my team. I developed a heart for a overlooked population that dwells among us. I encountered God in a way that was tangible. I brought restoration to place that's facing destruction. But there was something that happened there which to me surpassed all things I brought away from my trip.
I can remember vividly the details, and believe me when I say that the situation sounds so odd. But one day while I was at St. Louis we were having some free time. I can't remember why, but I was upset. I had been having a great trip but something had me really down. I decided to go on a walk and just spend some time alone. I walked out to this little playground that was on the site. I crawled into this tiny little pipe crawl space and chilled there for a while. It was in this tiny, uncomfortable space that I had one of the best conversations I have ever had with God.
God met me in this tiny little crawl space. The first thing he did was tell me that he was proud of me for doing something that was terrifying. It was just uncomfortable, I was absolutely fearful of the trip. He then told me why I was there. I was there because God wanted to teach me about myself. A concept that seemed so strange at the time. He told me that he wanted to teach me why I was the way that I was. I was having a conversation with the author of my life. He was telling me his ideas and I was just watching the story fall into place. I thought I knew everything about myself. What I liked and didn't like. How wrong I was. I never would have said I had a heart for St. Louis or the people I would meet there, and I was 100% wrong. God revealed to me why I cared, and how he had designed me to love justice. It was a total shock of humility. Getting to have the creator explain his reasons for why he did something was nothing short of mind blowing.
Now one year later, my life is completely changed from that experience. I am once again acting in obedience to God and going back. I am eagerly awaiting to see how different and yet still life changing this time around will be.
This event was absolutely critical to my faith and my life, more stories to come at some point. Please consider supporting myself as well as my team with prayer and financially. Two of my teammates created a blog to help there raise the financial support to get them on this trip. Please check it out here and consider supporting them. Also if you would like to receive a prayer card and support us with prayer please email me at Chris@nau.edu and I would love to get you those materials.
The experience was overall amazing. I formed strong and lasting relationships with my team. I developed a heart for a overlooked population that dwells among us. I encountered God in a way that was tangible. I brought restoration to place that's facing destruction. But there was something that happened there which to me surpassed all things I brought away from my trip.
I can remember vividly the details, and believe me when I say that the situation sounds so odd. But one day while I was at St. Louis we were having some free time. I can't remember why, but I was upset. I had been having a great trip but something had me really down. I decided to go on a walk and just spend some time alone. I walked out to this little playground that was on the site. I crawled into this tiny little pipe crawl space and chilled there for a while. It was in this tiny, uncomfortable space that I had one of the best conversations I have ever had with God.
God met me in this tiny little crawl space. The first thing he did was tell me that he was proud of me for doing something that was terrifying. It was just uncomfortable, I was absolutely fearful of the trip. He then told me why I was there. I was there because God wanted to teach me about myself. A concept that seemed so strange at the time. He told me that he wanted to teach me why I was the way that I was. I was having a conversation with the author of my life. He was telling me his ideas and I was just watching the story fall into place. I thought I knew everything about myself. What I liked and didn't like. How wrong I was. I never would have said I had a heart for St. Louis or the people I would meet there, and I was 100% wrong. God revealed to me why I cared, and how he had designed me to love justice. It was a total shock of humility. Getting to have the creator explain his reasons for why he did something was nothing short of mind blowing.
Now one year later, my life is completely changed from that experience. I am once again acting in obedience to God and going back. I am eagerly awaiting to see how different and yet still life changing this time around will be.
This event was absolutely critical to my faith and my life, more stories to come at some point. Please consider supporting myself as well as my team with prayer and financially. Two of my teammates created a blog to help there raise the financial support to get them on this trip. Please check it out here and consider supporting them. Also if you would like to receive a prayer card and support us with prayer please email me at Chris@nau.edu and I would love to get you those materials.
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