There’s this great game we play. My youngest son will act as if he has just gotten hit, or smacked, or boomed, or shot by the aliens or mean guys, or enemies…or whatever he chooses to call them at that moment in time. He does this fantastic academy-award w
inning death scene where he bangs into the kitchen counter (laughing of course…for crying out loud the kid is only 5) t
hen he’ll nip the corner of the hallway, and then grabbing his injured arm/shoulder/stomach…he flops to the ground, laughing his head off, and awaits me to come to his rescue. I shout and yell, “Uh-oh! Gonna need the Nicky fixers”. And if I don’t yell it in time, he’ll bell out, “Dad! Where’s the Nicky Fixers!”
I reach behind me as if I am g
rabbing a couple of defibrillators, clap my fists together while making an electrical surge type of sound effect, and Nicky begins to smile…cuz’ he knows what’s comin’. I increase the volume of the sound effect as I grow nearer to his belly, and
Nicky’s laugh quickly turns into giggles as he attempts with all his energy to hide his growing smile with one eye open in grand anticipation of the tickling which is quickly creeping upon him. All the sudden the defribillators magically turn into 10 fingers furiously tickling this giggly young man, tickling him in every last crook and granny spot on his rib cage and belly as he enduringly tries to yell through all the laughing, “I’m alive! I’m alive!” I’ll place the imaginary
defr
ibillators behind my back and moments later the aliens attack once again…and there’s my son…lying on the ground with e grin the size of Brad’s mom waiting for me to come and revive him with the Nicky Fixers.
I saw this come across my desk and it reminded me a little of the story in the Bible of David and Goliath. This old gentlemen is radically surgical with slingshots which he makes himself out of dogwood, but doesn’t carve one once of dust. He started mking them in mass quantities after the price of rubber dramatically dropped after WWII.
The coolest thing I heard throughout this interview is he doesn’t take aim, and hits the target every time! Quarters, Walnuts…you name it. See for your self:
How do we deal with loss in life? When we lose someone close to us, or a friend may have died early in life…much more so than we would have expected…how do we press on? Should we press on? Why is it important? This show tells you why.
We just finished a show on choices…let me tell ya’ somethin’…The one whom you marry is the most important decision you will make, second only to the reservations you schedule for the afterlife (smoking or non-smoking) My brother played this song for me while I was visiting in New Orleans…and I couldn’t stop laughing. I’m sure you’ve probably heard it all before…but to those who are seeking a mate for life…take some notes, my fellow brethren…cuz life can be a long, long, time. Fortunately for me, I found the love of my life while I was in college. There were 45 beautiful ladies, and the only other guy in class was 40 years old, and married. I was set. And, God brought my bride-to-be to me whose beauty both inside and out, is unmatched.
Many new podcasts on the horizon: The undercover Jehovah’s Witness pt2, Love God-Love others, Date like a Pro pt2, Choices, The Mission, Sexual Immorality, Stressed, Criticism…and the hits just keep on coming. Here’s the interesting part…I simply can not keep up with all the great content which hits us on a daily basis. It’s simply awesome. I need but to find the time to edit them all, and post them to the website, and our affiliates.The question is…how? I’m quite certain, like myself, you all have very demanding lives…but I am also certain that there is an editor out there who believes so much in our mission to reach lost youth utilizing the media that he/she would be more than willing to jump in our crew, take the podcasts and vidcasts, and edit them with impeccable cutting edge finesse, the likes of which this world has never seen before because they have a God-given passion and are fired up to utilize their detailed gift for the Lord. If that person happens to be you, please call our office and leave a message. We would be more than happy to discuss this volunteer position with you. Mucho Gratzi’!
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In my head I was traveling at full speed. I needed to handle some banking, stop by the grocery, make a drop off at the church, make a pickup at a business, meet with a client, phone calls, and be home in time for the kids to get off the bus…I need to switch lanes, ‘cuz this guy in front of me is traveling slower than my grandmother, on a Sunday morning, in her wheel chair, I need to change the channel ‘cuz this guy just isn’t cuttin’ the mustard…just a feeling of being overwhelmed, underconfidant, and as if I wasn’t getting anywhere. I needed some support, encouragement…that I was on the right track and I just needed to keep pressing forward.
Suddenly, the world sort of…stopped. I saw a flock of Ducks in “V” formation flying overhead and in my head I was immediately zapped to my gym, working out, and listening to a speaker talk about the basics behind the flying “V” (and the Disney movie, “The Mighty Ducks”) He spoke of them with such elequence. You see, ducks are fearless. They fly together. And when they get into a “V” formation, science proves they fly many times farther, and longer, and faster than when they try to do it on their own. The duck in the lead at that time heads up the pack. He’s in front leading the way and at the same time streamlining through the air making way for those behind, while those behind cheer on the leader. Let me write that again. The qucking you hear overhead…is them cheering on the duck in front. They take turns leading the pack, and thus take turns giving and receiving that ever-so-needed amount of encouragement.
You can do it!
Your in the lead!
Take us there!
We’re right behind you!
We’re right here with you!”
What an incredibly picturesque model for us as Christians to follow, but I ask myself…how good of a job do I do in the building and encouraging of others…when they absolutely need it. I ask you the same. How many words of encouragement fall from your lips as opposed to those which tear others down. Are you conscious of it?
Can I encourage you to this? Be like the ducks. We should be fearless. With God for us, who is against us? believe that God is in control. Place it in his hands. And rally around others. Help lift them up! Be an encourager to others, because there will inevitably come a time when you will be out front needing others behind you to help lift you up. Of this I am certain in a World Gone Mad.
Fall is upon us, and we are in the midst of gathering, shopping, and packing school supplies…but how do we gear up for our spiritual battle?
I have people all day long tell me, “Yea, I need to spend more time in devotions” or “I need to get back into devotions” and I tell them, “Well, when it becomes more of a priority…you will.” It is the same thing with saving for that one item you must have, losing weight, or whatever is is that we “wish” for which is such a losing proposition. What genie do we expect to jump out of a bottle and give us three wishes of infinite choice? What universe do we live in once again? Who made us? Gave us what we have? And can take it away in a flash? And we spend how much time with him every day?
Can we not take 30minutes aside to read in his word, be still, and know that He is God? We spend hours and hours practicing b-ball for the big game, football for the big tournament, and hundreds of dollars on equipment and supplies for our kids to go school so they can learn and hopefully apply it to their lives…well…why not spend a little time getting ready for the spiritual battles we face everyday? “For we wrestle not against flesh and blood” ring any bells?
C’Mon folks, let’s get serious about what we go through, and the main being who is willing to walk through it with us. He made himself a meager and mortal man, went through hell on earth while we crucified him, and came back from the dead so that he may make full payment for the crap we do and prep a place for us in Heaven. Can we spend a few minutes talking with him everyday? I think we can.
