Pastor’s Thoughts

Church…Where God’s People Gather – 11.15.2020

Old Classics – 10.04.2020

Frustrations – 9.27.2020


     I share this story from Max Lucado’s book, Fearless. “Russia of the early 1950’s needed little excuse to imprison her citizens. Let a person question a decision of Stalin or speak against the Communist regime, and he could find himself walking the frozen tundra behind the barbed wires of a Soviet concentration camp. Boris Kornfeld did. No known record of his crime survives, only the sketchy details of his life. Born a Jew. Trained as a physician and befriended by a believer in Christ.
     With ample time on their hands, the two men engaged in long rigorous discussions. Kornfeld began to connect the promised Messiah of the old covenant with the Nazarene of the new. Following Jesus went against every fiber of his ancestry, but in the end he chose to do so. The decision cost him his life.
     He saw a guard stealing bread from a dying man. Prior to his conversion, Kornfeld never would have reported the crime. Now his conscience compelled him to do so. It was only a matter of time before the other guards would get even. Kornfeld, even in danger, was at complete peace. His only desire was to tell someone about his discovery before he lost his life.
     An opportunity came in the form of a cancer patient, a fellow prisoner who was recovering from abdominal surgery. Left alone with him in the recovery room, Kornfeld urgently whispered his story. He poured out every detail. The young man was stirred yet so groggy from the anesthesia that he fell asleep. When he awoke, he asked to see the physician. It was too late. During the night someone had dealt the doctor eight blows on the head with a plasterer’s hammer. Colleagues had tried to save his life but couldn’t.”
     We continue to live in brutal times with all the rioting and destruction. Good people, who are trying to protect what they have spent years building up are being destroyed with fire or worse yet, being beaten and some killed for just being in a place they have spent years serving their community.
     We live on a brutal planet today as lawlessness and godlessness is running rampant. We have taken our courage and replaced it with fear. In this story by Max Lucado we see a doctor who met Jesus and instead of living in fear he became fearless!
     On April 3, 1968, Dr. Martin Luther King shared these words, “We’ve got some difficult days ahead,” he told the crowd. “But it doesn’t matter with me now. Because I’ve been to the mountaintop. And I don’t mind. Like anybody, I would like to live a long life. Longevity has its place. But I’m not concerned about that now. I just want to do God’s will. And He’s allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I’ve looked over. And I’ve seen the promised land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight that we, as a people, will get to the promised land. And I’m happy tonight. I’m not worried about anything. I’m not fearing any man. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.” (
     He said he feared no man and in less than 24 hours, Dr. Martin Luther King, was dead from a gunshot. Max Lucado writes, “They took his breath, but they never took his soul.” (p. 96)
     We need to be fearless today and not fearful!! We may experience pain in this world and even pain unto death as we stand up for Jesus, but we will not be fearful…we will stand up for holiness and righteousness and we will be fearless!
     Let’s not allow the fear that is running rampant around our country and world to overtake us and keep us hiding, but may we stand boldly and fearlessly for Jesus!
     “Consider Boris Kornfeld, the Russian physician bludgeoned to death because of his convictions. Though the doctor died, his testimony survived. The man with whom he spoke never forgot the conversation…Dr. Kornfeld passionately related the story of his conversion to Christianity, his words flavored with conviction. The patient was hot and feverish, yet alert enough to ponder Dr. Kornfeld’s words. He would later write that he sensed a ‘mystical knowledge’ in the doctor’s voice.
     The ‘mystical knowledge’ transformed the young patient. He embraced Kornfeld’s Christ and later celebrated in verse with this joyous affirmation: God of Universe! I believe again.!
     The patient survived the camps and began to write about his prison experience…Some attribute the collapse of the Eastern Communism, in part, to his writing. But were it not for the sufferings of Kornfeld, we’d have never known the brilliance of his young convert: Alexander Solzhenitsyn. What man meant for evil, God, yet again, used for good!” (ps. 98-99)
     What the enemy has meant for evil, fear, God will use for good and make us fearless!

     How complicated is complicated? Now that seems to be a loaded question doesn’t it? Well over the last four months all of our lives have become much more complicated. We are living in a world that hasn’t been seen or felt since maybe the 1960’s when protests were widespread over the US being in Vietnam and, yes, racial discrimination (hasn’t changed that much in 50+ years).
     The world seemed quite complicated back then but how much more complicated today! Our lives are being transitioned into something we thought would never happen in our lifetimes. Yet here we are trying to adjust to the prescribed social norms to keep us safe from the coronavirus.
     Each and every day of our lives we come across different life situations that can complicate everything that we do! Just normal everyday things and now that we add on what our world, our country, our state and our county are trying to do it makes life that much more complicated!
     Schools, colleges and universities are considering how they are going to have classes and even our churches are doing ministry in ways that most of us have never considered before. Life seems to be in a constant turmoil these days and yet I am here to remind you that through all that is going on around us…God is still in control!
     In James 1:2 it says, “My fellow believers, when it seems as though you are facing nothing but difficulties, see it as an invaluable opportunity to experience the greatest joy that you can!” (TPT)
     Even in difficult times we can still retain the joy of the Lord! Notice I didn’t say that we would enjoy those difficult times but it does help us to see that no matter how complicated our lives can become…we can experience the greatest joy and that is in knowing God is in control!
     We sometimes talk about how difficult and complicated our lives can be but we need to understand that God is there with us, walking with us and helping us through those difficult, complicated life situations.
     Paul writes in 1 Corinthians 1:4, “…who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.” The word “troubles” literally means “under pressure” like stress and tension. (NIV)
     So we could really say it this way, “…who comforts us in all our [difficulties, complications, stress and tension], so that we can comfort those in any [difficulties, complications, stress and tension] with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.”
     Know this…you and I are not walking this difficult and complicated road by ourselves, because God is with us. Hebrews 13:5b says, “…because God has said, ‘Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.” (NIV)
     Believe me when I tell you that no matter what you are facing today…God is there to help you through it! 1 Peter 5:7 says, “Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.” (NIV)
     My prayer is that you will put your trust and cast you cares upon Him today because He really does care for you!

     I don’t know about you, but I don’t really watch too much news on tv. I do try to catch up with the news online and it can really be depressing.
     I wonder sometimes what is happening to our country today and to be honest with you the answer is very simply: sin. Our enemy has devised a plan and that plan is for us to implode. Implode means exploding from the inside out.
     Look around us and see the implosion. Our cities are now full of rioters and looters who care only for themselves and destroying everything that is good around us!
     The enemy is prevailing with a spirit of fear that has literally overtaken our country. I know the world around us is there too, but I want to focus on us, the United States of America. This weekend we celebrate the Fourth of July…our independence from fear and tyranny and yet there is fear and tyranny running rampant in our country today!
     How does having two hundred forty-four years of independence somehow get blown up in two to three months. Wrongs have been done and they need to be made right…but running rampant and destroying property and businesses is just plain wrong!!
     To be honest it has really been longer than just two to three months it has been the master plan of the enemy since Jesus rose from the grave to create fear in our lives from the inside out. Solomon tells us in the Song of Songs 2:15, “Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that ruin the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom” (NIV).
     Max Lucado writes these words in his book, Fearless: “America, proud as she is of religious freedom, suffers from increasing anger towards Christians. Professors publicly mock Bible-believing students. Talk-show hosts denigrate people of faith. We can expect the persecution to increase…” (p. 156).
     This has been happening for many decades as we, the church, have allowed our apathy and fear to grow. We see today that churches have been closed for almost four months…we haven’t been allowed to congregate together when God’s Word tells us that is exactly what we should be doing!
     If you think the rioters and looters are going to stop once all the statues that they feel should be brought down are gone, think again! Don’t you think for one minute that it will stop because churches will be the next thing they come for!!
     I have already read about liberal activists wanting Jesus statues removed for promoting ‘white supremacy’! This comes from – “An anti-police brutality activist is demanding authorities remove religious monuments to the son of God because they allegedly promote prejudice against people from other cultures.”
     Paul Harvey shared his reflections in 1965 called “If I Were the Devil”! It is a short 3-1/2 minute talk that is literally happening today in 2020!
     “If I were the devil … If I were the Prince of Darkness, I’d want to engulf the whole world in darkness. And I’d have a third of its real estate, and four-fifths of its population, but I wouldn’t be happy until I had seized the ripest apple on the tree — Thee.
     So I’d set about however necessary to take over the United States. I’d subvert the churches first — I’d begin with a campaign of whispers. With the wisdom of a serpent, I would whisper to you as I whispered to Eve: ‘Do as you please.
     To the young, I would whisper that ‘The Bible is a myth.’ I would convince them that man created God instead of the other way around. I would confide that what’s bad is good, and what’s good is ‘square.’ And the old, I would teach to pray, after me, ‘Our Father, which art in Washington…
     And then I’d get organized. I’d educate authors in how to make lurid literature exciting, so that anything else would appear dull and uninteresting. I’d threaten TV with dirtier movies and vice versa. I’d pedal narcotics to whom I could. I’d sell alcohol to ladies and gentlemen of distinction. I’d tranquilize the rest with pills.
     If I were the devil I’d soon have families at war with themselves, churches at war with themselves, and nations at war with themselves; until each in its turn was consumed. And with promises of higher ratings I’d have mesmerizing media fanning the flames.
     If I were the devil I would encourage schools to refine young intellects, but neglect to discipline emotions — just let those run wild, until before you knew it, you’d have to have drug sniffing dogs and metal detectors at every schoolhouse door.
     Within a decade I’d have prisons overflowing, I’d have judges promoting pornography — soon I could evict God from the courthouse, then from the schoolhouse, and then from the houses of Congress. And in His own churches I would substitute psychology for religion and deify science. I would lure priests and pastors into misusing boys and girls, and church money.
     If I were the devil I’d make the symbols of Easter an egg and the symbol of Christmas a bottle.
     If I were the devil I’d take from those who have, and give to those who want until I had killed the incentive of the ambitious.
     And what do you bet I could get whole states to promote gambling as the way to get rich? I would caution against extremes and hard work in Patriotism, in moral conduct. I would convince the young that marriage is old-fashioned, that swinging is more fun, that what you see on the TV is the way to be.
     And thus, I could undress you in public, and I could lure you into bed with diseases for which there is no cure. In other words, if I were the devil I’d just keep right on doing what he’s doing.”  Paul Harvey, good day. (
     Folks, we are doing what Paul Harvey wrote about and more today. We are like the illustration of the frog and the kettle. You place a frog in a kettle of hot water and he will immediately jump out, but if you place a frog in a cool kettle and gently turn up the heat he will boil to death.
     We need to wake up and stop allowing complacency and fear to keep us from seeing that the kettle is beginning to boil!!

     Have you ever had one of those days or weeks or months or years when it just seems like everything you try to do gets pushed back in your face? It’s kind of like the old mantra that talks about “getting up on the wrong side of the bed”.
     You can go to the left and it is wrong, to the right and it is still wrong. You might look up when you should have looked down or looked down when you should have looked up.
     Everything you try to do just seems to get more messed up. You feel like throwing your hands up and finding some place to hide.
     I remember when Brenda and I pastored in North Carolina and there was a great drive in called Sonic. They had some great sandwiches, but our favorite was the chicken fried steak, fries and the 44-ounce root beer. Yes, it was a 44-ounce cup of root beer and it was good (still is, but you have to drive to Fargo to find one!).
     We were hungry and thirsty, so we made our way to Sonic for our meal. We went to the drive in and ordered our food. We waited while they prepared our food and our root beers! The young lady skated over to our car (yes, she was wearing roller skates) with our food and root beers. She placed the tray on our slightly raised window, and it smelled so good and the root beer was right there.
     As I reached for the food to hand to Brenda and Christopher, I thought I had better grab those root beers because they were big and heavy. I reached out and grabbed the top of that 44-ounce root beer (not a wise thing to do) and as I picked it up at the top of the cup the lid slid off and that 44 ounces of root beer spilled right in my lap!!
     Oh, by the way, it was really cold as that root beer pooled under my backside and oozed into the car seat. The young lady, who served us our food and root beer, was making change for us when all this happened and she laughed (real quickly) and then looked in shock as I am sure my face was contorted having 44 ounces of ice cold root beer in my lap!
     She quickly gained her composure and grabbed napkins (not that it really helped because I was stuck in my car seat with 44 ounces of root beer swimming around me!) and handed them to me, but to no avail as the ice and cold root beer had already made its mark!!
     She apologized and went in and got me another 44-ounce root beer, which I did not grab by the top of the cup and placed the root beer in my very cold and icy lap! (Yes, Brenda and Christopher laughed but they did not apologize for their laughter!)
     Life sometimes comes at us like 44-ounces of cold root beer and just spills all over us and leaves a wet, cold, sticky mess! How we respond to it is how we can judge where we are in our spiritual walk with Christ.
     We all have those times when nothing seems to go right but I am reminded when it seems like up is down and down is up…Jesus is right there to help remind us that we are not alone and He will be our guide.
     The writer of Hebrews pens these words, “…Since God assured us, ‘I’ll never let you down, never walk off and leave you’…” (The Message, 13:5).
     When we wonder if we should get out of bed or stay there Jesus reminds us that no matter what happens during that day, He is not going to let us down. He is never going to walk away and leave us alone…even when we spill 44-ounces of cold root beer in our laps!
     This is my message to you – no matter where you are and what is going on in your life…get out of bed and face the day with Jesus. He will be your Guiding Light, He will be your Comforter and He will be there when you grab the top of life and everything comes spilling out!
     How do I know this because I have grabbed the top of my life and as life was spilling away, He was there to give me comfort and peace! Why? Because He is my Heavenly Father and He knows who I am, and He cares for me (and you)!
     You can experience this peace and comfort when you have given all to Him! You might ask, how do I give my all to Him? In 1 John 1:9 says, “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.”
     It is a walk of faith and it is a walk you will never do alone…because Jesus is there with you. When you drop that load of life and it comes pouring out, He will be there to help clean it up!
     Just a quick word, by the time we reached home I was laughing about it as well and though the car seat was quite wet Brenda helped me clean it up and wash away that 44-ounces of root beer.

     Have you ever heard the phrase, “from the frying pan to the fire”? It seems like we have jumped from the frying pan (coronavirus) to the fire (protests and rioting).
     Over the last three months with this pandemic and now with the death of George Floyd in the Cities it feels as if life around us has seemed to escalate for the worse.
     As more and more protests take place it seems like tempers flare and it escalates into a full-blown riot. Do not get me wrong as we do have the right as American citizens to protest, but not to burn, ravage and steal from our local businesses and to kill our neighbors
     These days remind me of the protests in the late 60’s and early 70’s and the Rodney King riots in Los Angeles in 1992.
     All around us today is that spirit of fear from the coronavirus to the spirit of hate as we experience the protests and riots around our country. We wonder and ask ourselves, when does it all end? Is there an end to the fear and hate? What is happening to our country today?
     These are great questions but to be honest, I don’t have the answers to any of those questions! What I do know is this…we cannot allow the fear and hate to overwhelm and overtake us!
     Can I share with you about hate? This is how hatred will normally take place. Imagine a crack in your windshield. Thanks to whatever vehicle passed your way and flipped up that little pebble onto your windshield now it is chipped. As time goes by the nick becomes a crack and the crack becomes a winding tributary of cracks. Soon the cracks become a spiderweb of fragments.
     What hatred does is sour your outlook and breaks your back and you can’t see anything in front of you because you are too busy looking behind you!
     When we are caught in that whirlpool of hatred it is like that small crack in the windshield it starts small, but then we get caught up in all that is happening around us and the hatred grows like the crack.
     Like the crack in the windshield it spreads if it is not fixed. Hatred spreads the same way as it becomes like “blind rage” if it is not fixed!
     When we can’t see because of the hatred, then we become like those cracks and the hatred spreads out through us to others!
     I can only tell you from my own experience that fear and hatred will break you and the only cure for both of those emotions is Christ!
     I have been reading posts from friends, family and acquaintances on Facebook and it seems like many of us are in the same mind that we must give it all to Jesus!
     I think most of us know we live in a toxic world and we gain nothing when we try to gloss over the brutality of human existence. Somewhere between blind fear and blatant hatred stand the levelheaded, clear thinking, still believing follower of Jesus Christ.
     We may be wide eyed, but we are not afraid. Unafraid of the terrifying. The calmest kid on the block, not for a lack of bullies, but for our faith in our older Brother.
     The people of God know this peace found in Psalm 27:3, “Though an army besiege me, my heart will not fear; though war break out against me, even then will I be confident” (NIV).
     Paul writes these words in Philippians 4:7, “And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus” (NIV).
     All things, both good and bad, big and small, flow out of the purpose of God and serve His good will. When the world seems to be totally out of control and chaos seems to be running rampant, it isn’t! When warmongers seem to be in charge, they aren’t! When chaotic catastrophes dominate the landscape, don’t let them dominate you!
     We have a Heavenly Father who sees all and knows all. Even though we question why these things are happening and how could God allow these things to happen…remember we live in a fallen world.
     Perhaps God is trying to reveal to us a greater need for Him. Preparing us for what is yet to come in the days ahead!
     Let us not allow the fear, panic and hatred to keep us from being the church of Jesus Christ today! Jesus tells us in John 14:1, “Don’t let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God, and trust also in me” (NLT).

John 3:16 Devotional

     In the city of Chicago, one cold, dark night, a blizzard was setting in. A little boy was selling newspapers on the corner; the people were in and out of the cold. The little boy was so cold that he could not sell many papers.
     He walked up to a policeman and said, "Mister, you wouldn't happen to know where a poor boy could find a warm place to sleep tonight would you? You see, I sleep in a box up around the corner there and down the alley and it's awful cold in there at night. Sure would be nice to have a warm place to stay."
     The policemen looked down at the little boy and said, "You go down the street to that big white house and you knock on the door. When they come out the door you just say John 3:16 and they will let you in."
     So he did, he walked up the steps to the door, and knocked on the door and a lady answered. He looked up and said, "John 3:16."
     The lady said, "Come on in, son." She took him in and sat him down in a split bottom rocker in front of a great big fireplace and she went off.
     He sat there for a while, and thought to himself, "John 3:16...I don't understand it, but it sure makes a cold boy warm."
     Later she came back and asked him, "Are you hungry?" He said, "Well, just a little, I haven't eaten in a couple of days and I guess I could stand a little bit of food." The lady took him in the kitchen and sat him down to a table full of wonderful food. He ate and ate until he couldn't eat anymore.
     Then he thought to himself, "John 3:16...boy, I sure don't understand it, but it sure makes a hungry boy full."
     She took him upstairs to a bathroom to a huge bathtub filled with warm water and he sat there and soaked for a while. As he soaked, he thought to himself, "John 3:16...I sure don't understand it, but it sure makes a dirty boy clean. You know I've not had a bath, a real bath, in my whole life. The only bath I ever had was when I stood in front of that big old fire hydrant as they flushed it out."
     The lady came in and got him, and took him to a room and tucked him into a big old feather bed and pulled the covers up around his neck and kissed him good night and turned out the lights. As he laid in the darkness and looked out the window at the snow coming down on that cold night he thought to himself, "John 3:16...I don't understand it, but it sure makes a tired boy rested."
     The next morning she came back up and took him down again to that same big table full of food. After he ate she took him back to that same big old split bottom rocker in front of the fireplace and she took a big old Bible and sat down in front of him and she looked up at him and she asked, "Do you understand John 3:16?" He said, "No, Ma'am, I don't. the first time I ever heard it was last night when the policeman told me to use it."
     She opened the Bible to John 3:16, and she began to explain to him about Jesus. Right there in front of that big old fireplace he gave his heart and life to Jesus. He sat there and thought, "John 3:16...I don't understand it, but it sure makes a lost boy feel safe."
     You know, I have to confess I don't understand it either, how god would be willing to send His Son to die for me, and how Jesus would agree to do such a thing. I don't understand it either, but it sure does make life worth living.


     Yesterday (April 14th) Brenda, Christopher and I were driving back from Bismarck and heading down US 85 South to Bowman.
     We were going in and out of short snow squalls and all of a sudden, I looked to the southeast and saw one of the mesas out on ND 21. It was amazing as you could see the snow just coming down in bucketfuls from 15-20 miles away.
     As I was watching the road and then trying to see the snow on this mesa the clouds opened up just a little bit and the sun came out. It was amazing as the snow on the mesa shined like a bright light. As I continued to drive and watch the mesa a couple of thoughts occurred to me.
     The first thought was isn’t it just like God to show us some truth through His creation? I mean even when you are not looking for it, He just shows up and bang, there it is! I love when those times come, and I imagine they would probably come more often if I wasn’t thinking about so many other things. We kind of let the pressures and tensions of this world slip in and overtake us! Then we get to thinking about the could of, should of, would of’s and we are off someplace worrying about things that we need to give to God!
     I don’t know about you, but I think we should just take some time and think about the SON and let’s see the SON in creation!
     The second thought is this…when we are in the midst of the storms in this life it can seem like there is no one there and no one cares! Just like I was watching that mesa (and the road) that snow squall looked really ominous but then the clouds opened up and the sun came through and made the snow look not as bad!
     I am here to tell you that the SON cares! When it seems like your strength is just about gone and you can’t take another step…the SON breaks through the clouds and your strength is renewed and then your step picks up. Too many times we want to try and fix it ourselves when all we need to do is just wait on the SON and He will come through for us.
     The cares of this life are great, and we worry about many things that we don’t really have any control over. Jesus tells us in Matthew 6:34, “’Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.’” You see worrying doesn’t really accomplish anything so let’s just give our worries and cares to the SON.
     Isaiah 40:31 says this, “but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.” (NIV)
     There is a hymn called, ‘Til the Storm Passes By and I would like to share a couple of verses:
     In the dark of the midnight have I oft hid my face, while the storm howls above me, and there’s no hiding place. ‘Mid the crash of the thunder, Precious Lord hear my cry, “Keep me safe ‘til the storm passes by.”
     When the long night has ended, and the storms come no more, let me stand in Thy presence on that bright, peaceful shore. In that land where the tempest never comes, Lord, may I dwell with Thee when the storm passes by.
     ‘Til the storm passes over, ‘Til the thunder sounds no more, ‘Til the clouds roll forever from the sky, hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand; Keep me safe ‘til the storm passes by.
(Words and Music by Mosie Lister, 1958)
     Today our lives are being turned upside down with the COVID – 19, but soon the storms will pass over us! I know that in this storm we are experiencing, if we hold on and wait the SON will shine through the storms of life because we are safe in the hollow of His hand!

     As most of you know by now, I am an avid Max Lucado fan…his stories put me right in the midst of what he is writing about. It seems like I can relate to what he is writing, and it makes me want to read more.
     I was skimming through one of his books called, “He Chose the Nails” and I came upon one of the chapters that kind of stood out to me on this Maundy Thursday afternoon!
     In 1 Corinthians 15:57 Paul writes these words, “But now in a single victorious stroke of Life, all three – sin, guilt, death – are gone, the gift of our Master, Jesus Christ. Thank God!” (The Message)
     Max writes these words,
     “The official response of the Jewish leaders to the rumors of the resurrection. Of course they say he’s alive. They have to. What else can they say?
     The belief of French philosopher Voltaire. The Bible and Christianity would pass within a hundred years. He died in 1778. The movement continues.
     The pronouncement of Friedrich Nietzsche in 1882. “God is dead.” The dawn of science, he believed, would be the doom of faith. Science has dawned; the movement continues.
     The way a Communist dictionary defined the Bible. “It is a collection of fantastic legends without any scientific support.” Communism is diminishing; the movement continues.
     The discovery made by every person who has tried to bury the faith. The same as the one made by those who tried to bury its Founder: He won’t stay in the tomb.
     The facts. The movement has never been stronger.
     The question. How do we explain it? Jesus was a backwater peasant. He never wrote a book, never held an office. He never journeyed more than two hundred miles from his hometown. Friends left him. One betrayed him. Those he helped forgot him. Prior to his death they abandoned him. But after his death they couldn’t resist him. What made the difference?
     The answer. His death and resurrection. For when he died, so did your sin. And when he rose, so did your hope. For when he rose, your grave changed from a final residence to temporary housing.
     The reason he did it. The face in your mirror.
     The verdict after two millenniums. Herod was right: there is room for only one King.” (pps. 131-33)
     These are difficult times for all of us today…but I am here to tell you that the movement is still moving forward. We have an unprecedented window to reach out to people we have never touched before through our live feeds. Yes, there are many churches who have been doing live feeds for many years but now it is not just the large churches but the smaller, rural churches who are reaching out to people we may never have touched before.
     You see the message of the gospel is still progressing and more people are being made aware of their need for Jesus.
     In this Easter season…let us ring out the good news of Jesus Christ, that He saves to the uttermost, that He came to seek and to save those who were lost, and that through the Crucifixion and Resurrection of Jesus we have redemption through His precious blood. We have a heavenly home that is awaiting us so shout out to those around you…He is Risen!!

     In today’s culture we find there are many people that are in bondage. There are many types of bondage like physically, emotionally, mentally, financially and spiritual. I do not have time to go through all the different types, so I want to focus on being in spiritual bondage.
     I shared this story in one of my sermon’s recently and thought I would share it with you…the story goes this way:
     Every Sunday the ducks waddle out of their houses and waddle down the main street to their church. They waddle into the sanctuary and squat in their favorite pew. The duck choir waddles in and takes its place, and the duck minister comes forward and opens the duck Bible. He reads to them: “Ducks! God has given you wings! With wings you can fly! With wings you can mount up and soar like eagles. No walls can confine you! No fences can hold you! You have wings. God has given you wings you can fly like birds!”
     All the ducks jumped up and shouted, “Amen!” And then they got up from their favorite pew and waddled home!
     The ducks realized they could fly but they settled on waddling.
     This is an amusing story if you really think about it! Ducks that could fly but won’t because they are more comfortable waddling.
     This story typically reminds me of pheasants around here. Brenda and I were driving back from Dickinson when a rooster went running to the side of the road and didn’t stop. He ran in front of me as I was trying to slow down and I clipped him. When I arrived at the parsonage there were feathers in my grill. If that rooster had just flown instead of trying to run across the road, I would have missed him.
     Pheasants that can fly but won’t because they are more comfortable running instead of flying.
     I can’t help but wonder if we have just become too comfortable with being in spiritual bondage instead of living free spiritual lives. We waddle and run instead of flying. We don’t have to settle for being in spiritual bondage we can be spiritually free!
     Jesus tells us in His first sermon, “I came to bring good news.” He said, “I am the truth, you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free” (John 8:31-32). In John 8:36, Jesus said, “If the Son will set you free, you will be free indeed.” Paul even tells us in Galatians 5:1, “Freedom is what we have. Christ has set us free.”
     Jesus has promised us real and lasting freedom! He has given us freedom from the lies of the enemy, who would try to get us to believe we are disappointments, failures, nobodies and unlovable.
     Jesus told us he came to give us freedom and He is able to set us free because He has dealt with the sin that enslaves us!
     The church I grew up in sang a hymn called Glorious Freedom. The lyrics go this way: Once I was bound by sin’s galling fetters; Chained like a slave I struggled in vain. But I received a glorious freedom when Jesus broke my fetters in twain. Glorious Freedom! Wonderful Freedom! No more in chains of sin I repine! Jesus, the glorious Emancipator – now and forever He shall be mine.
     Today and I mean this very day…you can be free and not in bondage! When Satan starts whispering in your ear that you are a disappointment, a failure, a nobody and unlovable remember that you are a child of God!
     There is a mantra that says, “When Satan starts reminding you of your past…remind him of his future!”
     The only hope we have is in Christ and His power to break the sins of spiritual bondage. His blood on Calvary became the catalyst for our redemption. Make that choice to be free of your spiritual bondage today and fly like an eagle!

       As I write this article, we are less than a week away from New Year’s Day. How the year moves so quickly and to be quite honest with you it doesn’t seem that long ago when we were preparing for Y2K and yet, here we are almost 20 years later!
       I have been praying and wondering what I should write to you to start the New Year of 2020 and the thought came to me that most people think of a new year as starting over! 
       Perhaps this year has been a stormy one and the thought of literally starting over appeals to you! The resolutions and the idea that we will do better in the New Year normally lasts, at most, a couple of weeks!! 
       This thought about starting over reminded me of a story in the Bible about a man by the name of Job. He had everything that a man would want, and he didn’t really want for anything. He had a ranch with sheep, camels, oxen, donkeys and many servants. Scripture says this about Job, “He was the greatest man among all the people of the East.” (Job 1:3c, New International Version)
       How would you like to have that accolade heaped upon your shoulders?? But things took a turn for the worst as he lost his sheep, camels and oxen to raiders. Then he lost his children when a storm caused the house to collapse on them.
       Job cries out in despair in v. 20-22, “At this, Job got up and tore his robe and shaved his head. Then he fell to the ground in worship and said: ‘Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked I will depart. The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away; may the name of the LORD be praised.’ In all this, Job did not sin by charging God with wrongdoing.”
       Wow…he lost all and yet he remained faithful to God. Even when his wife told him in v. 9, “…curse God and die!” His friends came and as Max Lucado puts it, “They have the bedside manner of a drill sergeant and the compassion of a chain-saw killer” (Cast of Character: Lost & Found, p. 202). Through all the rhetoric He continued to be faithful as ch. 2:10c says, “…In all this, Job did not sin in what he said.”
       I am sure you know the story that when all was said and done…God sent a double blessing to Job as he had twice the sheep, camels and oxen and had 10 children. Job 42:10, “…the LORD made him prosperous again and gave him twice as much as he had before.”
       I am certain that many people think that starting a New Year removes the storms of the previous year but that is not always so! The setbacks that we had and the pain, stress and tension from the previous year are still there! They haven’t disappeared because we have started a new year!
       The struggles of life will continue and just like Job when you have lost everything, and your friends turn against you…there is still God! We ask this question, as Job did, of God many times when we are walking through the storm, “Why is this happening to me?” If we will just stop and listen, He will speak. Lucado writes, “He [God] speaks out of the storm and into the storm, for that is where Job is. That is where God is best heard.”
       For us to be able to start over we must first hear the voice of God and then act on His Words. Then we must see God as Job 42:5 says, “I had heard about you before, but now I have seen you” (The Living Bible). What happens is that Job not only hears the voice of God, but he sees God and that is enough for Job!
       For you and I today, in the New Year of 2020, if we want to start over it must start with hearing God, seeing God, and acting on His Words.         We will continue to have storms in our life but as the old hymn written by Charles Tindley says, “When the storms of life of raging, Stand by me; when the storms of life are raging, Stand by me; When the world is tossing me like a ship upon the sea, Thou who rulest wind and water, Stand by me.” (
       My prayer and hope for you this New Year is for you to hear, see and obey God even through the storms of life!

     As I am writing this article, I happened to look at my calendar on the wall and realized in 19 days it will be Christmas Day. Now I will admit to you that Christmas gifts are not all that important to me as much as it is being with family and truly celebrating the birth of Christ.
     I know many of you, as well as myself, despise seeing Christmas come so early in the fall! Yes, I did say fall as those decorations seem to begin earlier and earlier every year!! I love the feel of Christmas time and yet there are times it gets away from us and we can get caught up in a Christmas that is more secular than spiritual.
     I thought about how do I try to keep Christmas simple and not complex and as I was thinking about this I turned to the internet and found this thought from Wilferd A. Peterson called, The Art of Keeping Christmas.

The Art of Keeping Christmas

How can we best keep Christmas?  How can we best defeat the little bit of Scrooge in all of us and experience the glory of the Great Day?

By sinking the shafts of our spirits deep beneath the sparkling tinsel of the surface of Christmas and renewing within us the radiance of the inner meaning of the season.

By following the Star on an inward journey to Bethlehem to stand again in awe and wonder before the Babe in a Manger.

By rediscovering the faith and simplicity of a little child, for of such is the Kingdom of Heaven.

By being still and listening to the angels sing within our hearts.

By quietly evaluating our lives according to the Master’s standards as set forth in the Sermon on the Mount.

By reaffirming the supremacy of the spirit in our conquest of ourselves.

By rededicating ourselves to the Master's ideals of Peace, Brotherhood, and Good Will.

By resolving to give ourselves away to others in love, joy and devotion.

By using the light of Christmas to guide us through the darkness of the coming year, refusing to go back to the dim kerosene lamps of the spirit when the brilliant electricity of Christmas is available to show us the way.

Wilferd A. Peterson

     I don’t know about you but those thoughts say much to me, but the one speaks to me is that last line: By using the light of Christmas to guide us through the darkness of the coming year, refusing to go back to the dim kerosene of the spirit when the brilliant electricity of Christmas is available to show us the way.
     My hope and prayer for you this coming Christmas season is for you to tap into the “brilliant electricity of Christmas” and allow it to show you the way!

       On the third Thursday morning of the month I have a meeting with my fellow pastors here in Bowman. It is a very special group of men and women and to be quite honest, probably one of the most united ministerial associations I have ever been associated with in my 27 years of being a pastor.
       This morning was one of those Thursdays. We are a motley group with a husband and wife co-pastoring (Lutheran), a couple of young guys (Adventist and Apostolic) who just started in ministry a year ago, a priest who doesn’t mind not being called Father and always seems to have a smile on his face, an Assemblies pastor who has been in ministry for about 17 years and me…kind of the old guy who just started his 27th year of ministry in June.
       The cool thing about this is we are a family…yeah, a bunch of men and women who had never met until last July and in January! Isn’t that amazing that a bunch of pastors from many different denominations would call themselves family?    
       I am of the mind that we as church goers have two families…we have our personal family, our spouse, our children, our brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles, in-laws and out-laws, etc. These are people we spend holidays with and those sometimes, dreaded family reunions. Perhaps you don’t get to see them as often as you did when you were younger but no matter you are still family!
       The other family is our “spiritual” family. Those people whom we have come to love and appreciate in our church. I remember growing up in East Central Indiana when we would call our church family, “brother and sister” and then whatever their first name was! Those days have kind of by passed us, but we are still family.
       I think Bill and Gloria Gather put music to the words they penned in a song called, “The Family of God.” We have a blood connection with our personal family but we also, have a “blood connection” with our spiritual family as well.  
       You know we have squabbles in our personal families, and we have them in our spiritual families too. We are all different individuals with different takes on things! If we look close enough we will see that some of us are quite passive and others can be quite aggressive, but we are still family.
       Through all of life we are always part of a family…personal or spiritual but we are a family. I kind of think God had it planned that way because when we lose our personal family, we still have our spiritual family in which we can lean on.
       As I have entered into my 60’s I realize that both families are important. I will tell you that I have spiritual families as well as personal family being stretched over America. But the awesome thing is that as a spiritual family we are part of a much greater family…the Family of God.
       I hope and pray that you love both your families because one day if we stay true to Him, we will spend eternity together and that folks is an awesome thing to consider and it is the ultimate family reunion!!

     It is hard to believe that school is starting this month (September) and by the time some of you read this school may already be in session. I know our grandchildren have already started in Indiana!
     Do you remember the little song about school? It goes like this:
          School Days, School Days
          Dear old golden rule days
          Reading and ‘riting and ‘rithmatic
          Taught to the tune of the hick’ry stick
          You were my queen in calico
          I was your bashful barefoot beau
          And you wrote on my slate, “I love you, Joe”
          When we were a couple o’ kids.
     This song has been around for over 110 years. It was written by a couple of guys and it is about a mature couple who were looking back at their sentimental journey during their school days.
     Now if you are like me it has been quite some time since I was in elementary school. In reality it was in the early to mid-60’s in which I was in elementary school. Much has changed since those early days of school.
     Perhaps we need to change some of the words in this song to reflect our culture today. Let’s give it a try:
          School Days, School days
          Oh, what are the rules these days
          PowerPoints and Smartboards and Ebook Time
          Daily updates of grades online
          You were the girl whose jeans would drag
          I was the boy whose trousers sagged
          I’d text on my cell, replies would lag
          When we were a couple of kids.
     I don’t know about you but that is typical of today and if you are like me…when I don’t understand something, I can usually ask my grandkids and they can help me through it!
     I thought about my time in elementary school and remember the “good ol’ days” when we would say the Pledge of Allegiance to the flag, the principal would recite a prayer over the PA system, we had Bible classes and grace was given before we ate our lunches. We didn’t have to worry about someone bringing a gun into school because they were upset about something. We would try and work through the problems and begin to do better!
     Please understand that there were plenty of problems in the school system when I attended elementary and high school. Just because I can think of better days doesn’t mean that every day was better…it was hard, and it was difficult. We were fighting the beginnings of the drug culture and the sexual culture. It was not very pretty but we continued to move forward, but as we moved forward, we left the one thing behind that we really needed and that was God.
     Yes, I know, those were the days in which prayer was removed from the schools and other things were taken out. The question I have is where does it end? How much do we remove before we realize that what we have removed made America great?
     I read this past week that some schools were placing Bible classes back in the curriculum and I applaud them for taking that step! Perhaps we need to become the America that is more dependent upon God instead of government! I don’t know but maybe we need to give it another try and see if life doesn’t get better relying upon God!
     I hope that you and I as parents, grandparents and great-grandparents will uphold our schools, teachers, janitors, cafeteria workers, administrative assistants, administrative and school boards up in prayer as they try to do their best to teach our children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren right here in our own community!
     I pray that God will give continue to show us His mercy and grace through this school year!

     I would like to share an observation and it is not about you but may speak of you indirectly. My wife and I, after we got married (31 years on May 28th), used to kid around and poke fun at each other. We would call each other silly names as we were laughing and joking around. It didn’t seem like a big thing except when our emotions would get the best of us. Then those “silly names” would come up and accusations of what was done in fun became hurting words.                      
     We realized that we were, even in jest, cursing each other. Now that may seem somewhat ludicrous but in reality, instead of lifting or blessing each other…we were cursing each other.
     So, what is blessing and what is cursing? Sometimes a way to define a word is to tell what it is not…so here goes. For example, white is the opposite of black, light is the opposite of darkness, yes is the opposite of no and blessing is the opposite of cursing!!
     Perhaps some of you reading this do not have any guilt about cursing because in many cases people will exclaim that “nice people don’t do it!”
     No place in this world, no matter how primitive or sophisticated it may be, is without its forms of cursing and blessing. Cursing seems to be easy to do for many people…it doesn’t take a lot of practice to figure it out! But blessing on the other hand…hmm, now that one is a little more difficult to do!
     Maurice Berquist, in his book, “The Miracle and Power of Blessing” shares this thought on learning to bless instead of cursing. “When you enroll in the school of blessing, you find out there are three grades. First, learn to bless God. Second, learn to bless yourself. Third, learn to bless other people and then learn to bless situations and things. The order is important. There seems to be no way to skip grades in God’s school of blessing.”
     It doesn’t matter if you have been attending church your whole life or are just a casual attender who attends church a couple of times a year. The key here is to start!! This is not easy to do but you can do it. In this school you can’t skip grades you must start from the beginning. Remember in the first grade you must learn how to bless God. Hmmm, bless God you might say…how is that even achievable? Think about it…this is God, the One who created all things…how is this even possible??
     If we were to look at Psalm 103:1, the Psalmist writes these words, “Bless the LORD, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name.” (KJV)
     This is how you bless God…it must come from your soul! When it comes from the deepest recesses of your soul you will just praise and bless God. We will bless Him for all that He has done for us…yes, even when things aren’t so good, we continue to bless and praise Him!
     This is not an easy task, but it is doable! It takes determination and time to take that step and bless God! I hope and pray you will learn to bless instead of curse!
     Remember I shared about my wife and I as we would make fun of each other? We began blessing God and then we decided we would start blessing each other (Second grade). 
     I will tell you from experience when you bless instead of curse your life will begin to get better and you will see people as God sees them. As you begin to bless God…He will in turn begin to bless you!