Monthly Archives: October 2009

Reality is stronger than fiction

Along the lines of IDK, this was a real phone conversation yesterday:

Hello! Thank you for calling The Green Pharmacy. May I help you?

Is this The Green Pharmacy?

Yes it is, may I help you?

Silence

Is this The Green Pharmacy?

Yes it is, may I help you?

Indignant,

I want to know if this is THE Green Pharmacy!

Hesitating,

Actually, it is. We often disguise ourselves as The Green Pharmacy just to fool people.

Questioningly,

So, I’m talking to The Green Pharmacy.

I’m beginning to wonder.

Huh?

Folks, don’t try this at home…

Tweets for Jesus

I’ve been asked by more than my fair share of folks, including my wife, why would I waste my time ot the social interaction tool called “Twitter.”

Seems that many a folk has been asked the same question.

Preaching and witnessing were the original means of spreading the gospel. Later, the printed word, radio and television became key media for sharing the good news. Many Christians have now embraced a new tool: Twitter. (Champion Newspaper)

Removing the “interesting” etiquette, can 140-characters really do anything for Jesus? That is all you’re allowed in a “Tweet,” or posting, 140 characters.

For those who don’t know about Twitter, it’s a free online social networking service that allows users to send and read messages called tweets. Text is limited to 140 characters and appears on the author’s profile page. Those who subscribe to someone’s Twitter profile—known as a follower—could receive the tweets. Celebrities typically have hundreds, sometimes thousands, of online followers.

Since its launch in 2006, Twitter has grown to more than 32 million users, including prominent pastors.

It can make a difference. I’ve used in across two continents to further Kingdom activity.

Tech-savvy Christians have wasted no time in using this new medium. At the Frankfurt Book Fair, attended by the largest publishing houses around the world, they debuted the so-called Twitter Bible. It summarizes the Bible’s more than 31,000 verses into almost 4,000 short tweets. The Bible is officially titled And God Decided to Chill.

WWJT… (What Would Jesus Tweet)

…by most accounts, it has been an effective tool, especially for reaching a generation of young people who may never open or even own a traditional Bible.

Doesn’t that make it worthwhile?

Upset at “Pissing on Jesus?”

Just so I don’t get taken out with preemptive nukes… this isn’t my title but that of Aceshowbiz.com and HBO.

Whew!

Check out the writeup here.

Last Sunday on ““, Larry David’s new pill has increased his flow so much it is causing him to splatter, which leads to a misunderstanding about a miraculously weeping Jesus in Maureen and her mother’s bathroom. Immediately after the air time, Catholic groups came out with disapproving statements.

We tend to be johnny-come-latelies to the party. The Enemy has methodically and effectively taken territory while we’ve been fiddling around. This is a reversal of the “fiddling while Rome burns” syndrome; we gave up the helm to take an extended coffee break and are surprised when, thirty to forty years later, we come back on deck and discover a trendy Satan cruising along with the approval of the passengers.

Why are we surprised when the world acts like the world and we refuse to act like believers.

IDK

So yesterday my friend texts me and asked, “What does IDK mean?”

So I answered, “I don’t know.”

My friend texts me back: “OMG nobody knows!”

Tweet-le-dee

A younger friend of mine yesterday posted a tweet yesterday that described me to a tee. My response to him cajoled a chuckle.

I was serious.twitter

First, a “tweet” is what you do in “Twitter.” Twitter is an online service where you have 140 characters to describe what you’re doing, thinking, etc. You can access it on your computer or on your phone. I’ve found it to be an amazing tool and quite entertaining.

That brings me to second: thanks @wes_rose! (That’s the way of addressing folks who’ve “tweeted” on “Twitter;” funny, huh?!

Now back to the tweet:

Is it bad that as a 23-year-old I still feel like a boy ready to take over the world?

My response:

Is it bad that a 50-something still feels like a boy ready to take over the world?

Does life really begin when your age equals the speed limit?

Hot wired

Ezekiel continues to be an intriguing read.

I’m forcing myself to go slowly. I’m amazed at the divine communication; are we missing something today?

The Unseen was Glorious

I came across a band about a year ago that has flown back and forth to Brazil with me in the middle of the night five times in the last 16 months.

Well, the band didn’t, but their music did.

Funny how things affect you ar 40,000 feet at 3:00 a.m. The Glorious Unseen profoundly touched me; when wrapped around trips to the interior of Brazil’s northeast, the melodies and lyrics became the vehicle that often parted the curtain of the heavenly realms and allowed me to encounter the divine.

Image my pleasure at getting to hear them live this weekend, not just once, but several times. I even picked up their new CD! Woohoo!

What an honor to get to pray with their lead vocalist Ben Crist.

I’d strongly suggest that you check ‘em out…

Silencing American Christian complainers

I love what I do in Brazil.

Except when I get emails like this:

Thank you so much for the financial assistance from everyone in the U.S.; it arrived at a good time. The Catholic radio station managed to pull strings to shut down our little station. Sadly, I was trading advertisement time for food and now that is over. The situation for Fátima and myself is delicate; every attempt is being made by Satan to destroy us. I don’t even want to talk about the group of evangelical brethren who want to silence me and are defaming our work. I can honestly say that I’m coming to understand what Paul said: “in all these things, we are more than conquerors.”

Acting like young folks

Me and the queen got a good thing going on (yes, I’m aware the grammar is incorrect).

Pushing on to twenty years hitched together, we’re finding that things are getting hotter, funner and better than twenty years ago. We hear young couples talking about “date nights;” we do date months, with a weekend off so we can catch our breath. :-D

Last night I decided to do something different, go somewhere new and not tell her til we got there.

Having heard so many of my buds tell me about the Surf House down at Carolina Beach, I decided to give ‘er a whirl.

What a fun night!

What would have been an hour or so turned into almost three. We ate (excellent), chatted with Brad (really nice guy), watched surfing films, shopped (ok, I held her sweater and she shopped) and I walked around admiring all the surf boards, acting like I knew what I was doing (throwing out surfing terms like “hang ten” and “surf and turf” to further convince the folks I was a real surfer dude!). We even had pumpkin spice cake, a mighty fine coffee, an organic black tea (exquisite!) and a cup of organic green tea.

Shucks! I got to feeling like all those youngsters talking about a date night. Shame they can’t act like young folks, like we did, but then enjoy the benefits of exotic middle age…

One point for the unChristian

A friend of mine who has a prolific, and interesting blog, had an article by a reporter detailing why he’s not a Christian. My buddy, Polycarp (don’t you love that! I wish I’d named my son that!) touches simply on one aspect of the article’s many forays into the slaying of Christianity and it’s holy document. Interestingly, though only from my perspective, the reporter’s piece is in the St. Louis Post Dispatch, the paper from my old stompin’ grounds.

The reporter makes the statement:

If the Bible was miraculously inspired by God, He did a very poor job of miraculously preserving its original manuscripts, as we might reasonably expect an omnipotent deity to do.

He then proceeds to disassemble the Bible, at least from his perspective of what Christendom makes it out to be. His conclusion is:

The Bible, with all its imperfections, is clearly the work of men, not God, and does not, therefore, rise to the challenge of providing incontrovertible evidence of Christianity’s claims. At least, that’s the intellectual position to which the evidence has taken me.

Here’s the funny part, I’ve got to agree with him on many of his points because he makes a valid point (uh oh, that noise I hear is the faithful coming to lynch me).

I’m all for textual criticism, historical evidence, and so on. Shucks, I’ve got enough diploma paper on my walls to prove that I at least know what those things are. But, is any of that going to make an unChristian aChristian? I am never going to convince someone to believe the Bible is God’s word. That’s not even my responsibility.

More interesting yet, do the aChristians even believe the Bible is God’s word? If so, it sure is comical how poorly they can prove it by their lifestyles. If I was an unChristian, why would I even want to be aChristian? I may be better off as an unChristian.

This reporter’s underlying assumption is exactly what we aChristians need to address. We don’t need to debate, nor try to prove him wrong; all that will do is further alienate him (and prove his point). We do not have to prove that the Bible is from God, we need to prove that what this Being is doing in our lives is so irrefutable, so powerful, so different, that he’ll be intrigued to examine our claims. We have to prove that we are from God.

If you take the time to read the article in the Post Dispatch, be sure to read all the comments by the aChristians. They would make me want to be aChristian alright… NOT!

So I have reason to be enthusiastic about all Christ Jesus has done through me in my service to God. Yet I dare not boast about anything except what Christ has done through me, bringing the Gentiles to God by my message and by the way I worked among them. They were convinced by the power of miraculous signs and wonders and by the power of God’s Spirit. In this way, I have fully presented the Good News of Christ… –Paul