My youngest son just emerged from his bedroom after a long winter night’s sleep. He’s the kind of kid that sleeps and consequently wakes up with stuff. This morning it was a lightsaber, a bear, and one other thing that didn’t belong to him…..a toy that belongs to his older brother.I just happened to be walking past his bedroom door when he opened it to come out. Toting his stuff, he looked up at me, knowing that he had something not belonging to him and feeling kind of “busted”, he simply said, “No…don’t see that.” He was giving my eyes permission to notice everything else he was carrying except that one thing.

We often times live in such a way toward God. There are areas of our lives that are wide open to Him and others, but then there are things that we keep guarded, private. Because for whatever reason these aren’t things we’re entirely comfortable with people seeing. As a pastor, I’m often time privy to many people’s “secrets”. So often I hear, “Pastor, I haven’t told anyone this…”

My first piece of counsel to them is to, before worrying about bringing things into the light of relationships with those close to them, bring it into the light of God’s truth. God isn’t glaring down at us, at that toy tucked under our arm that we’re trying to hide, with a glint of condemnation in His eye. God is gracious, just, merciful, and compassionate. He will relieve us of the effort and pain of holding a poisonous secret in our heart and living a life before Him and others that says, “No…don’t see that.”

I’ve seen secrets utterly destroy the insides of people. It’s an emotional and spiritual cancer that spreads like fire. Until they finally are faced with the choice to extinguish the agony by surrendering to God or emotionally, spiritually, (and even literally) die from the secret disease.I want to live a life of openness. An open book where I am unashamed for you to know about any part of my life. A life of honesty, integrity, and transparency.

Can you think of or find a verse in the Bible that talks about honesty, openness, and the fact that God knows even our deepest secrets? Share them and your thoughts about this in the comment section!

My youngest son just emerged from his bedroom after a long winter night’s sleep. He’s the kind of kid that sleeps with and consequently wakes up with stuff. This morning it was his lightsaber, his bear, and one other thing that didn’t belong to him…..a toy that belongs to his older brother.

I just happened to be walking past his bedroom door when he opened it to come out. Toting his stuff, he looked up at me, knowing that he had something not belonging to him and feeling kind of “busted”, he simply said, “No…don’t see that.” He was giving my eyes permission to notice everything else he was carrying except that one thing.

We often times live in such a way toward God. There are areas of our lives that are wide open to Him and others, but then there are things that we keep guarded, private. Because for whatever reason these aren’t things we’re entirely comfortable with people seeing. As a pastor, I’m often time privy to many people’s “secrets”. So often I hear, “Pastor, I haven’t told anyone this…”

My first piece of counsel to them is to, before worrying about bringing things into the light of relationships with those close to them, bring it into the light of God’s truth. God isn’t glaring down at us, at that toy tucked under our arm that we’re trying to hide, with a glint of condemnation in His eye. God is gracious, just, merciful, and compassionate. He will relieve us of the effort and pain of holding a poisonous secret in our heart and living a life before Him and others that says, “No…don’t see that.”

I’ve seen secrets utterly destroy the insides of people. It’s an emotional and spiritual cancer that spreads like fire. Until they finally are faced with the choice to extinguish the agony by surrendering to God or emotionally, spiritually, (and even literally) die from the secret disease.

I want to live a life of openness. An open book where I am unashamed for you to know about any part of my life. A life of honesty, integrity, and transparency.

If you’re anything like me you made lots of trips between your yard to play and your livingroom to warm back up today. We’re fortunate enough to have a fireplace (even though its gas) and there’s just something about a row of snow boots lined up in front of the fire, getting ready for the next trip outside that makes you feel good! All this, and just like you, I just got the recording that tomorrow will be a snow day, too! Woohoo!

Today I found myself kind of sitting around wondering, “what do I do now?” I wasn’t going to drive anywhere, we don’t have cable, and well…I wasn’t feeling terribly motivated on a day like today to do very much.

So, I began to think about Romans 8:28. If you’re not familiar with it, go ahead and look it up. You can use your Bible or try www.biblegateway.com to look it up.

Romans 8:28 tells us that “everything works together for good for those who love God and are called according to His purpose.”

Have you ever heard this verse before?
What does it say, in your own words?
What do you think that means?
Where in your life do you need to apply that?
If this verse is true, why have I been in a car accident, in courtrooms, and at cemeteries with people who love God?

Pick as many of these questions as you’d like, and answer them by clicking on the comment link below! And enjoy your 2nd snow day on Tuesday!

This week at The Mixx, we discussed the love of God and how that affects how we view the Bible. Essentially, the strength of our relationship with someone always has a direct bearing on our communication with that person. Those you are close with are those you want to hear from, right? So, it’s only natural that by cultivating our love relationship with God, we will see a change in the way we view, read, and apply the Word of God to our daily lives. Now, understand that the Bible is also a very important part of strengthening that relationship. The truth is, the Bible plays a big part in making your friendship with God even stronger. So, allow Him to speak to you through His Word and allow your love for Him to be impacted by what you read.

What are your thoughts about how your view of God affects your view of the Bible?
Do you agree or disagree? Why?
How have you found that to be true or untrue in your life?
Tell us about it by clicking the “Comment” button below.

When people find out that I’m a youth pastor, I often get a response that goes something like, “Oh, wow…good for you…I could never do that.” Or maybe, “I don’t know how you could deal with teenagers all day. I’d go crazy.” Or even, “I feel so bad for you…here’s a large check.”

Okay, that last one hasn’t happened yet.

The reason that people have a hard time fathoming what would drive an otherwise apparently “normal” person to dedicate his/her life to ministry with teens is, I think, pretty simple. But before I share that, I want to share something else and make what I think is a crystal-clear connection.

This past Saturday was February 14th, Valentine’s Day. Here’s the thing: I’m not huge on Valentine’s Day. I consider it to be a holiday mostly invented by Hallmark to boost sales. I don’t see the real value in it except perhaps it got people out of their fallout shelters this year and shopping again. I’ve never really connected Valentine’s Day to real romance; just the sappy, shallow kind of sentimentality that disguises itself as genuine. If you love Valentine’s Day and I’ve just offended you, well….sorry. (And I apologize to the newly-engaged couple right behind us in the line at Olive Garden the day after Valentine’s Day–the ones passing around her ring-finger, newly adorned with the engagement ring–put on the night before.)

Having said all that, on THIS Valentine’s Day I was sitting in the middle of a bustling food court (now THAT’S romance) across the table from my bride. Our 4 kids were at the next table over enjoying their food. Even though this was Valentine’s Day, I hadn’t bought my wife anything. We had decided together that we weren’t going to do that. We were in Maryland with our kids to visit the National Aquarium on Sunday and we were staying in a hotel for 2 nights this weekend as a family, and that trip would be eating up any funds that perhaps would have otherwise gone to the 20 karat diamond I was planning on getting her. Besides, I had written her a poem and took her out to dinner a couple weeks ago on a day that WASN’T frought with frilly cardboard hearts and obligatory rose-giving. I did it because I love to tell my wife how I feel about her.

So, there we sat in the noise of the food court when out from under the table she pulls an envelope. Immediately I thought (and I think I said), “Hey, that’s against the rules!” Boy, do I know how to steam up a moment, or what? I took the card, opened it, and I kid you not–drank in every single word of it. Not only the printed words, but even moreso that written note that she wrote just for me; words about how she feels about the kind of man, husband, friend, and father I am. Words that came from her heart. Words that I know were sincere, genuine, and filled with love. And I fought back tears as I read this card because we were in a food court, after all. I just love her. I love her so much I can’t explain it.

Now, back to being a youth pastor and the reason people have such a hard time seeing themselves in ministry to teens. People seem to forget the emotional side of God. Let me connect the dots for you. Teens are emotional beings. Some would argue that they are driven solely by emotions. Fair enough. They let their emotions decide their decisions. Their insides are raw, and so the choices they make are just as raw and often confounding to adults.

People have bought and consequently perpetuate the myths of the teen world.
Statements like teens are lazy, teens are disrespectful, teens are distant, teens are self-centered, teens are only interested in doing what their friends are doing. Things like this only serve to drive a wedge further and further between the typical teen and the typical adult. What most adults fail to recognize is the incredible drive of emotions that teens have. The years have not yet tempered these emotions, and neither has experience yet allowed them the luxury of mature perspective.

And oddly enough, I suppose this is one reason why I am drawn to ministry to teens. I believe that God created us as emotional beings. Consider the gammut of emotions that God has displayed throughout Scripture. He has been concerned, saddened, angered, overjoyed, and jealous to name just a few. Consider that God is even recorded has having “relented” and changed course due to the emotional pleas of His people. The God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob is no stoic; He is passionate with emotions and has wired humans with the same ability to feel and even draw conclusions based on those feelings. Consider that we have been “made in the image of God.” Many might liken this to His form, His personality, and His character. But we must also see that God has created us as emotional beings.

I’m not a cryer. I don’t mean to say that I don’t feel sadness or gladness that would be a cause for tears, I just mean that it usually takes quite a bit to bring tears to my eyes. And as I’ve gotten older, I have prayed more and more for God to actually allow me the joy of tears. I have asked for a broken heart over the things that break His heart. I have asked for an alive and joyous heart over the things that bring Him joy. I have asked for tears to flow more easily when I am in touch with both the pain and the joy of others. And as I read that card from my wife the other day, it was a stark reminder that the tears that came to my eyes were given to me as a gift from God….our very emotional God.

I know this song by Five Iron Frenzy is kind of an “oldie”, but I just stumbled across it this morning and it refreshed my spirit as it always has. I’m a big Five Iron Frenzy fan. How big? My youngest son’s middle name is Reese. That big.

And in case you’d like to leer into the heart of the lead singer, Reese Roper, here’s a blurb from an interview he did late last year. I share it because his heart here beats in time with mine.

Interviewer: How does it feel to be someone who will be remembered years after your band broke up?
Reese: Are you sure about that? I try not to think about these things at all because it makes me feel weird. Like shoplifting from God. Honestly, I’m like anyone else who seeks approval from others all the time, but I am acutely aware of it, and I hate that about myself. I know at the bottom of it all, I want to be a part of what God is doing, no matter how insignificant a part that is. I want to know that the love of Jesus Christ, that somehow was quickened inside of me so long ago, is living on in other people because of what I have done. And one day when I am loosed of this mortal coil (sorry for waxing poetic), I want to know that God is somehow proud of what I did.

Interviewer: You were always rather unapologetic about your Christianity and music working together toward the same end.
Reese: I guess it stems from this general embarrassment I have for the behavior of the Church. I know that what saved me was the realization that Jesus Christ did in fact love me. I don’t want any of my own spin, any trickery, or any proverbial dangling carrots on sticks, to get in the way of that for other people. The best thing I have ever learned as a Christian is to just be honest—as raw as you have to be. Then, somehow, God is strong in your weaknesses, and you walk away from it shaking your head because you forgot how amazing He really is. It happens every time.

This was from RELEVANT Magazine, a sweet publication. Check it out at http://www.relevantmagazine.com/

As I was driving back from the pharmacy to my house early this morning, I passed a fast food restaurant. I won’t tell you which one since my blog isn’t about free advertising. But let’s suffice it to say that it starts with Burger and ends with King.

One of the King’s workers were standing outside, obviously about to start their morning shift. But not just standing outside, but standing with such a posture that indicated that she was either in prayer or meditation or something along those lines.

“And whatever burgers your hands find to flip, flip them with all your heart, as unto the Lord.”
-Colossians 3:23 (NJV)

Because of my own spiritual backdrop, I figured she was praying. Heck, maybe even worshipping right there outside the center of the flame-broiled universe. I suppose she could have been attempting to channel the spirit of Emeril, but I’d like to think she was praying…you know…praying to God.

As I drove on, I began to surmise just what she might have been praying about. Likely the same things I pray for: Strength, wisdom, understanding, peace, and an ability to love beyond my own ability to love. Things like that. Thoughts like this are encapsulated in this simple prayer:

Today I rise so that I may fall– I relinquish my all and follow Your call.
Take my hands, my heart, my soul– When these are surrendered them I am whole.
Make me Your vessel, Your jar of clay– Then fill me and use me in a mighty way.
Amen.

And in those moments, I was so grateful for a God who doesn’t show partiality (Acts 10:34). God’s love and grace doesn’t give a rip that I’m a pastor. Nor does it care that she’s an employee at a fast food joint. God’s grace is God’s grace for everyone. In fact, its quite likely that she’s more Jesus where she is than I am where I am.

Minutes before driving past her, I was at home and had taken some time to sit and read. I was reading some from the Bible and some from a book I enjoy called “This day with the Master” by Dennis Kinlaw. I wrote in the margin of this book (for the first time) a simple prayer, “Lord, when others are with me, may they feel like they’re with You.” My heart’s desire is for the presence of God to be so evident in my character that those who spend any time with me catch a glimpse of the grace of God, the love of God, the gentleness of God, the patience of God; the character of God found within me.

And I pray the same thing for that young woman, standing outside that burger joint, starting her day with the Master.