December 31, 2011

New Year = New Me

Why do I like the new year so much?  What is it about this holiday that trumps all others in my mind?  Well, there isn't great competition for starters.  (With the exception of Christ incarnate to save all of humanity from depravity on Christmas, the rest of the holidays are kinda dumb.)

We have Halloween - let's celebrate death and evil spirits...
There is Valentines Day - a day dedicated to love and chocolate (or was it a saint with the name valentine)?
Don't forget about St. Patrick's day - a close second because of the green beer.
Do I even need to bring up Labor Day or Memorial Day?  When is the last time you were inspired on either day?

I guess what I'm trying to say, but doing a poor job of it, is that New Year's is my favorite day. I find myself highly introspective and visionary on this day.  I want to make big changes, dream larger than life, and be a part of something eternal.  I get a glimpse of my life like a blank canvas, and I LOVE IT.

I don't have time tonight (suffering from jet-lag) to get into my resolutions, but they will happen this year, and they will be epic.  I challenge you to take on a resolution in 2012.  I know that you've probably tried one in the past and failed by January 1st, but that should never stop you from making this year better than the last.

December 29, 2011

And we're off!

Please be in prayer as our team leaves for Kalavai, India!  We pull out of Granger, IN in 10 minutes, and then fly out of Chicago O'hare at 5:00pm.  If you are a person who prays for things daily, please keep our team in your prayers the next 12 days.  If you want to follow our travels, we will be updating a trip-blog.  When I get back, I will post pictures and stories for all.  In the mean time, Happy New Year, friends!  I hope it's a good one!  (Here is the team-blog: )

December 19, 2011


Defined as dividing something into two mutually exclusive halves.

How can a Sweet-Tart be both sweet and sour?
How does a loving God let awful things happen? (Did I get serious too quickly?)

I was sitting in church yesterday and the pastor asked the question, "Isn't God good?!"

To give you some context to this story, twenty minutes of open-mic had just wrapped up, in which person after person talked about their troubles, their trials, their pains, and their heartaches.  Do you sense a dichotomy yet?

How does a person talk about the goodness of God directly after that?

The theologian Lee Strobel talks about building a case against God.  He talks about opening a magazine and finding a picture of a mother, holding her malnourished, dead child in her arms with anguish in her eyes.  The child died for lack of water.  Strobel asked of God, "Was it so difficult to make it rain?  Was it too much to ask?  How dare you!?"

This reminds me of a verse in the scriptures: Matthew 5:45 - "... He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous."

Here-in lies the problem.  Do you need a God that only allows good?  Or let me ask it a different way. Do you need a God that only allows good things to happen to good people?

What would that say about God?  Would that make Him a better God, more "just" and more "loving"?  Or would it cause a mass-flood of people to worship Him simply for financial and personal gain?  Is that love, or is that bribery?

I wish to return to the original story.  There were people who recounted stories of hardship in church, and the pastor asked, "Isn't God good?!"  What I didn't tell you was that each of the stories told was ended the same way.  Before the pastor ever took the pulpit, each person ended their story with praise to God.


God is NOT good because He blesses you. God is not good because He gives you things.  God is GOOD because He sustains you.  He is GOOD because He is your portion.  Only a God greater than our circumstances and greater than our pain is worth worshiping.

Only a person who has tasted and seen the faithfulness of God through hardship can say "God is GOOD".  It appears as foolishness to those that do not know, but is an indelible mark on those that do.

December 9, 2011

la vida loca

Quiero explicar algo que probablemente no sabes.

Hablo Español, y durante mi juventud, vivía en Chihuahua, Mexico.

Por eso, pienso como Mexicano.

También, no entiendo la "cultura pop" de este país. (no se dice así en Mexico)

Casi todos los días, quiero volver a Mexico para vivir.

Solo pensaba que quisieras saber.

(Mi hermano y yo)