Remember who I am, and be content with my authority; for I have ready at hand all resources; when anything stands in your way, rely on my power, and execute what I commanded thee.
The only way you can become a Christian is not by pointing to your qualifications, but by admitting you have no qualifications, which is the only qualification. Until you admit you have no qualifications, you’re not qualified.
In the early 1900’s, Ernest Shackleton put out this ad in the London Times recruiting a crew to sail with him to explore the South Pole:
“Wanted. Men for hazardous journey. Low wages. Bitter cold. Long hours of darkness. Safe return doubtful. Honor and recognition in the event of success.”
I should probably start by saying that I am still the High School Pastor at Mission. There’s no plan to change that. I’ll still be the primary communicator/leader/vision caster/etc.
What will change is that I will also be the College Pastor at Mission starting this January! I’m ridiculously excited about this!
I’m handing off a ton of my High School Ministry workload to our HSM director Jonny Lutz, and he’s going to hand off a ton of his workload to a brand new coordinator that we’re hiring. I’m not sure if I’m allowed to say who that coordinator is yet, so you’ll have to wait.
I have a huge heart for college students, and I’m going to be able to spend a ton of time focusing on the College Ministry. The former pastor in the ministry (Jason Robinson) has done an incredible job at leading the ministry for the past five years, and I consider it a tremendous honor to take the reins from him.
Here’s to 2014!
May God get all the glory 🙂
The boys woke up to fresh snow in Ohio! Griffin went nuts, Gavin went for a walk. (at Westerville, OH)
“I could never myself believe in God, if it were not for the cross. The only God I believe in is the One Nietzsche ridiculed as ‘God on the cross.’ In the real world of pain, how could one worship a God who was immune to it? I have entered many Buddhist temples in different Asian countries and stood respectfully before the statue of the Buddha, his legs crossed, arms folded, eyes closed, the ghost of a smile playing round his mouth, a remote look on his face, detached from the agonies of the world. But each time after a while I have had to turn away. And in imagination I have turned instead to that lonely, twisted, tortured figure on the cross, nails through hands and feet, back lacerated, limbs wrenched, brow bleeding from thorn-pricks, mouth dry and intolerably thirsty, plunged in Godforsaken darkness. That is the God for me! He laid aside his immunity to pain. He entered our world of flesh and blood, tears and death. He suffered for us. Our sufferings become more manageable in the light of his. There is still a question mark against human suffering, but over it we boldly stamp another mark, the cross that symbolizes divine suffering. ‘The cross of Christ … is God’s only self-justification in such a world” as ours….’ ‘The other gods were strong; but thou wast weak; they rode, but thou didst stumble to a throne; But to our wounds only God’s wounds can speak, And not a god has wounds, but thou alone.”
– John Stott, The Cross of Christ
If I could have every person on the planet read one book, it would be The Divine Conspiracy by Dallas Willard. It has challenged and shaped me more than any other book.
Ok, your turn:
What’s the one book you wish everyone on the planet would read?