7 Reasons Jesus Came To Die For You!
Great post from Debra.
7 Reasons Jesus Came To Die For You!
Great post from Debra.
It’s been 6 months since I posted a picture on my old i4 Daily blog. But now that I have a new phone/camera, I thought it would be fun to start anew…with something old (like my 1995 Ford).
Some of you know that I am a chaplain with our county’s Sheriff’s office. It is a great honor to be allowed to serve our men and women in blue, for they are the ones who put their lives on the line every day for us.
But about twice a year the rotation comes around and it becomes my time to speak at the Command Staff meeting. This is the meeting where the Sheriff and his captains, along with public relation heads and personal staff, meet to discuss everything from the general budget and how much should be allocated to new body armor, to the number of hits the office’s Facebook page received and when the next Presidential visit may be.
Needless to say, these meetings involve some very important, professional, and intimidating people…including a chaplain. And let me tell you, it’s one place I ALWAYS feel intimidated. But it’s always an honor.
Go to some places and you will have a hard time finding anything having to do with God in the public square. But if you were to visit Hamilton County, TN, you would find a highly professional Sheriff’s office, along with “In God We Trust” on ever county police vehicle and a time for a chaplain to open up the Command Staff meetings with a short devotional and prayer… per the Sheriff’s orders.
However, yesterday I got an email notification that this week’s Command Staff meeting was cancelled. Therefore, even though I had set aside time in my schedule, the encouraging words I was planning to share with the Sheriff and his team will have to wait till another time…
Unless I share them with YOU! 🙂
A little over a month ago I suffered a heart attack. Actually, one may label it more of an “event,” not an actual full-fledged “there’s an elephant on my chest!” type of attack. Had I not gone to a hospital when I did, I might have lived through the night, but I was well on my way to assuming room temperature. I had block arteries and my heart was in distress; it was only a matter of time.
That type of heart attack is so dangerous because it doesn’t show up on an EKG. The only way you can tell you are having that type of heart attack is when blood is drawn, then drawn again, and then the Troponin levels are compared. Troponin is a cardiac marker that increases when the heart is being damaged.
On the evening that my wife and I went to the emergency room, all the usual tests were done and came back negative for a heart attack. As a matter of fact, I was dressed and ready to go home because the first doctor didn’t see any reason to keep me. However, before I was to be released, there was a shift change and the new doctor had other plans.
“Before you go,” said the doctor, “I want to run one more blood test, just to see if there have been any changes over the last couple of hours.” “That’s fine,” I replied, not expecting anything at this point.
No more than 30 minutes later the doctor came back to our little room and said, “Well, there’s been some changes…you need to see a cardiologist…. Now.”
You see, what had happened was that from the time of my last blood test my Troponin levels had doubled, indicating a serious problem. By the time I got to the hospital in Macon, GA, by ambulance, my levels had double again. By the time I was taken to surgery later that morning, they had more than doubled again.
If it had not been for a shift change, I would be dead.
Folks, you never know how God is going to use you from one minute to the next. What may start out as any other shift, that shift could be the one that make an eternal difference in the life of another.
Had that doctor stayed home or been late, I would be dead. Had that doctor decided to just let things be and not follow protocol with a new test for his own records, I would be dead. But when he came to work, he did his job, so I’m alive.
Whatever you do, do all for the glory of God. Do the best you can. Be there, be committed, and understand that you might just be the one who’s fresh perspective and energy, who’s unique abilities and instincts, could make all the difference.
Even the difference between life and death.
This was a shocking piece I wrote for Proverbial Thought. As a father and a pastor, I’m just as concerned for the safety of my children in church as outside. Now, I raised girls, not boys, so we had different challenges. Nevertheless, because the Enemy is clever, we must be on guard for our children (and the children of others), no matter where we are – even in church.
“So she caught him, and kissed him, and with an impudent face said unto him, I have peace offerings with me; this day have I payed my vows. Therefore came I forth to meet thee, diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee.”
One of the greatest myths is that all church-going girls are “good” girls. These verses are a good example. Not only has this woman been waiting in the dark for her prey, she is openly religious, and uses her surface piety to lure the fool. But let’s break down these verses one at a time.
“So she caught him, and kissed him..”
Look who is the aggressor; it’s not the man. Conventional wisdom (not godly wisdom) has taught us that men are always the aggressor and that women should be wary. However, there are plenty of young women, as young as middle school…
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It’s not often I post a video of me preaching, but I hope this one is a blessing.
A couple of years ago, not long before I became pastor of South Soddy Baptist, I was invited back to Mile Straight Baptist Church to preach for the evening service. It’s always an honor when Dr. Tom Goss extends the invitation.
That night I felt led to preach a sermon based on one of my personal ministry objectives. The title of the sermon was “How Do You Want to be Known?”
So, if you’ve ever wondered what I looked like preaching, this is me! I don’t look any different, today, by the way. 🙂
I’m just going to take a moment to address something that is top-tier controversial at the moment, even more so than the growing egalitarian/complimentarian debate that’s shaping up in the SBC because of Beth Moore.
Today the bravest woman in America is Gov. Kay Ivey of Alabama.
From a sports perspective, I hate Alabama (the football team) with a white-hot passion, but today I stand beside the Governor of Alabama and her willingness to sign into law a bill that unashamedly acknowledges the “deeply held belief that every life is precious and that every life is a sacred gift from God.”
In passing this law, Alabama has courageously drawn a line in the sand that, up to this point, no other state has had the guts to do. Gov. Ivey surely must have known that the wrath of hell, along with all its infanticidal, pro-abortion propagandists and activists would want to come after her like a bunch of rabid piranhas.
By taking a clear and unequivocal stand for the sanctity of life in the womb. battle lines have been drawn, and by “battle” I’m positive the left will not suffice with hurling dirty looks and words. The right to murder a child for the sake of convenience and the promise of gain (or, rather, the right to worship Moloch) has become too delectable for the blood-thirsty who abhor consequences and idolize self.
People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God– – 2 Timothy 3:2-4 NIV
When you have as your core belief the idea that it is OK to rationalize away what is inherently human and kill a baby, whether in the womb or not, all because “self” is more inherently important and more worthy of life than the innocent “other,” you’re the coward and the deceived.
The Civil Liberties Union (ACLU), promising to sue, sent a tweet to Gov. Ivey that read, “You can’t say we didn’t warn you, @GovernorKayIvey. See you in court.” That’s just it, she heard your warning, and did what was right, anyway.
That’s why she is the brave one, and that’s why I will be listening to “Sweet Home Alabama” with a tad larger smile on my face.
I was scrolling through some older posts and came across the one you are reading right now (that’s freaky, isn’t it?). It was a post about getting awards from other bloggers, but then having to nominate a bunch of other bloggers to make it all official.
What I said back then is still true today… that’s too much work for an award, don’t you think?
Seriously, what other kind of award demands that in order to receive it you’ve got to nominate 10 others? Can you imagine an Oscar winner being handed the statue, but before it exchanged hands the winner had to nominate 10 other actors? Can you imagine the winner of the Nobel Peace Prize having to nominate 10 others before receiving his mostly undeserved, politically motivated award money?
Honestly, there are many blogs better than mine (your’s is probably one of them). If I deserve an award, they all do.
Another requirement of many blogging awards is that the recipient list 8 or 10 things heretofore unknown (things you didn’t know about the blogger). But as I began thinking about a list like that, a mental image of a creepy identity thief came to mind.
So, I’m gonna do something a little different. I am going to list 10 things about myself that I wish were true.
In other words, I wish the following list would rise up and wake me out of my slumber, smack me in the face, and say, “You da man!”
10 Things about Myself (I Wish Were True)
When I consider the above list one things stands out to me more than anything: I’m not perfect. But hey, I don’t claim to be, either. I mess up, get angry, act out of pride and my own self-interests, and generally fall short in every list I create. In short, I’m a sinner.
But even though I am a sinner, I have a Savior. And because of His mercy and love, the kind of love that took what I deserved and carried it all the way to Calvary, I echo the words to a wonderful song, “Blessing and honor, strength and glory and power be to You the only wise King.”
I may receive a few awards, but one day I will lay every accolade, every award,every trophy, every crown at Jesus’ feet. He is the One who really deserves them.
If you never know anything else about me, I hope you know I love Jesus.
Note: For some reason I haven’t received anymore blogger awards since I first wrote this back in April of 2014. Wonder why? 😦