Directions for 6/27/14

Spat On…

In New York City last week, we were walking up 8th Avenue to get to our show.  The sidewalks were crowded as people hurried to get to their shows, their suppers, and their shopping.  At the corner of 8th and 44th, the “walk” figure was lit and the crowd surged across the street.  A stretch limo was trying to turn right from 8th onto 44th

Under normal circumstances, even in New York, a limo would wait until the crowd thinned, and then would make the turn.  Not this limo.  The driver edged his way forward, heedless of people, determined to use his size to get to his destination.

I was holding Gina’s hand.  The girls were right behind us.  The limo came forward.  I was right in front of it.  The driver wasn’t stopping.  The front bumper pushed against my leg.

Instinctively I turned toward the car and pounded on the hood with my palm, yelling, “Hey, buddy!  Hey!  Stop!”  I really wasn’t thinking, just reacting.

The limo slowed for a moment, then resumed a dangerous path through the crowd.  That’s when I felt something moist on my back.

Gina said to me, “That driver just rolled down his window and spat on you!  And he was a big guy too!”

By this time the crowd carried us on up toward 45th Street.  We needed to get to the show.  I needed to just let it go.  But I couldn’t.  Even through the first 5 minutes of the show, all I could think about was the limo.  What if the driver had pressed on the gas?  What if he had a gun?  And why did he spit on me?

I couldn’t help but think about Jesus.  He was the perfect one, standing up to sin, saying you will not bully human beings anymore.  You will no longer push through humanity asserting your power.  And sin spit on Jesus too.

I’m not sure all my actions were right, but I am sure that Jesus ultimately stands up to the bully of sin and says, “Spit on me all you want.  You will not intimidate my people anymore.”

There is once again the reminder that He is stronger than me – than anything.  Spit all you want, and it doesn’t change His power.

Now if you will excuse me, I need to send a shirt to the cleaners.

 

Grace

Clay

Tuesday Celebrations

Tuesday Celebrations

Good Morning Good People of Alice Drive!

We are in a time of transition!  We pray good for Condy, our Outreach Pastor as he leaves to become Lead Pastor of First Baptist Fountain Inn.  We are excited about Jock’s transition from Worship Pastor to Outreach Pastor.  We welcome Bobby Huguley as our Interim Worship Pastor!

I’m looking forward to Patriotic Sunday/Monday this weekend.  And don’t forget “Ask the Pastor”  on July 6/7.  Be sure and send in your questions on the website alicedrive.org

Smile:

“If you love soccer, you have to wait four years for a World Cup. It’s like making an appointment with a VA doctor.” –David Letterman

Tuesday Celebrations

Tuesday Celebrations

Good Morning Good People of Alice Drive!

Big Ideas from Sunday/Monday:  Mixed signals from Frenemies mix you up; clarity from an encounter with God lifts you up. 

It is better to talk to God than talk about God!

This Sunday 3AM Friends continues with Hope Givers!  Don’t forget Doughnuts for Dads on the front porch.

Smile:

Show your dad you really appreciate all the things he’s done.  Lend him the keys to your car.

Directions: For Sarah, The Strong Princess of Grace..

You were a surprise.  When I told my mother we were expecting again, she said, “Well, now you know how I felt when I found out I was pregnant with you.”  I was a surprise third child as well.

 

It’s hard to be the third child, the child of surprise.  You follow in your brother and sister’s steps.  You are not new.  Your baby book never gets finished.  You get lots of hand me downs.  You grow up with your brother and sister being put in charge of you.  Sometimes that works for you; sometimes it doesn’t.  When your older siblings fail, there is an unspoken expectation you will succeed.  I am pretty sure you carry this deep in your bones, for you are the youngest child of the youngest child of the youngest child.

 

Yet, from the moment you came into this world two weeks early, you served notice you would chart your own path.  You wanted to do soccer, but you did it on your terms.  Other kids ran after the ball; you stood there and talked to your friend.  You were brave enough to realize dance was not for you and you stopped.  You didn’t choose to do anything your brother and sister did in middle school; you were the cheerleader and the Top Hawk.  You were courageous enough to argue with us that your arm really was broke when we said we thought it was just a sprain.  You were right, we were wrong (and we still feel guilty about that). The day you had surgery, you made friends with everyone on surgical team.  It’s your gift, just like both your grandfathers.

 

Sarah, God gave you strength and courage.  These are wonderful gifts, but they can be lonely gifts.  People only see the outside:  your confidence; your determination; your success.  They don’t see the fear and the energy required to push through.  I think God gives these gifts to only a few because strong people are tempted to dominate.  You are already learning strength is given so you can serve and help.

 

Never forget you are a princess; that’s the meaning of your name. You are the daughter of the one true King, the one you claimed as Savior when you were six years old.  Princesses always must live knowing they are unique; but they must also live humbly.  They can never forget their royalty is because of their Father, not because of anything they have done.  Sarah always remember you a princess because Jesus paid the price for you to become one.

 

Now you are a beautiful young woman, a strong princess. Before that moment of walking across the stage that officially marks your launch to adulthood, remember to wrap yourself in grace.

 

Wrap yourself in the grace your brother and sister give you.  They love you, value you and respect you.

 

Wrap yourself in the grace that comes from Mom and me.  We have loved you since we were surprised by the news you were coming.  We want you to know no matter what, we will always give you grace; we will always give you forgiveness; and we will always believe the best for you.  I know our love is flawed, because we are flawed.  But I have learned that flawed love given with a sincere heart is the best gift one human can offer to another.  Mom and I will always do our best to give our best gift of flawed love to you.

 

Wrap yourself in God’s grace.  No surprise that I would tell you that.  But Sarah, there is nothing like God’s grace.  He can hear our questions.  He can handle our anger.  He can soothe our pain.  He forgives.  He guides.  He strengthens.  Just like the song that has come from your lips, “He is enough.” Every need you have or will have, God is the answer.

 

So my beautiful strong princess, walk out in the world.  It’s your time to shine.  Grace is raining down all around you.  Smile into this moment of love and take it deep into your heart.  You are the special child – because you are the princess of the King.

 

Go shine!

 

Love Dad

 

 

 

Tuesday Reflections

Good Morning Good People of Alice Drive!

Graduate weekend touched my heart – yes because my last child was one of those recognized; but also because many of our seniors I have known their whole lives. Celebrate our graduates and tell them you are praying for them! Yes it will make them uncomfortable, but they will remember it and give thanks for you.

Big idea from Sunday/Monday: Who you follow is who you become.

This Sunday: Frenemies. What do you do when your friends are toxic?

Pray people will give generously to the Open Door Offering! We want to reach our goal of $130,000 by June 30, 2014

Smile:

A man was driving down a local street one day and approached a stop sign. He barely slowed down and ran right through the stop sign after glancing for traffic.

What the driver didn’t know was that a policeman was watching the intersection. The policeman pulled out after him and stopped the car two blocks away.

Policeman: “License, registration and proof of insurance please.”

Driver: “Before I give it to you, tell me what the heck you stopped me for, man.”

Policeman: “Watch your tone sir; you ran the stop sign back there!!”

Driver: “Man, I slowed down, what the heck is the difference!?!”

The police officer pulled out his night stick and began smashing it over the man’s head and shoulders.

Policeman: “Now, do you want me to just slow down or stop!!!?