An Everyday Kinda Question – Did Today Matter?

July 8, 2013

Did you live like your life matters? Or did you literally kill time, time you will never get back or see again. Another day of going through the motions? Survived, but not much more?

Sitting around after work listening to Fugazi left me thinking about the brevity of our time and the fleeting footprint we leave behind. How much is wishing for the past and missing the present? How much is weight from the past holding you back from trying again?









It also left me thinking about hypocrisy, the things we say and the reality of what we do. Why is that? What keeps us from seeing things through and keeping our word?

And if we’ve established that we’re not all doing what we say we’ll do, what are we doing? Where does our time go? How much of our busy schedule is busy taking care of our own desires, the wants far beyond our needs?

And for those of us who call Christ our King and declare ourselves His servants, how busy were we about the Masters work? Did you serve today? What works of faith would you offer if He called an account of your time today, time He allowed? We read the parables about the master returning unexpectedly and finding the true character of his workers, yet fail to discern the truth of those words. Most followers of Christ accept that He could return at any moment, and most would say they look forward to that day. What would He find if He were to return this hour?

How much more should we be about His work if we believe Him to be the Creator God, all knowing, all present and all powerful – the only true God? Face to face or “only” His indwelling Spirit taking account of your thoughts and actions today, should we not shudder to think of wasted time and opportunity?




Both Jesus and John the baptizer had the same message, “Repent, for the Kingdom of God in near.” If only we could grasp that truth, how might it change our lives?








The Real Debate – Which Leader Do You Choose?

October 3, 2012

God has shown us what His power looks like. It’s loving and peaceful. It serves others to the point of self-sacrifice.

The world has also shown us what it’s power looks like. It wears riot gear or body armor. It promotes itself to the point of trampling others.

Don’t simply choose the lesser of two evils. Make your choice clear and choose to follow the Sacrificial Lamb of God.







James 4:4 (NLT) You adulterers! Don’t you realize that friendship with the world makes you an enemy of God? I say it again: If you want to be a friend of the world, you make yourself an enemy of God.




Crosses For Kenya – Should Be ‘Crosses For Africa and Trinidad’, But That Lacked Alliteration

April 29, 2012

In a couple weeks I’m heading back to Kenya. I’m also going to Uganda on this trip with Sunrise at Midnight. In July I head to Trinidad with Sanctuary for Children. Try fitting all that in a title – with alliteration.

Anyway, I like to make crosses. I’ve sold a few here and there, but have given away more as gifts. It’s something I can do in my spare time (meaning when I’m not wasting time on video games), and they’re meaningful to me. They remind me that someone loves me.







Maybe I have a talent for something other than getting into trouble.

I love giving crosses away as a reminder that others are loved. Now I wanna give them away to you. I want to go back to Africa. Not only do I wanna, but God told me I can go. Someone even bought the plane ticket. But there are still lots of expenses – I need help.

I’m going to make crosses and post pictures. If you want one, make a donation of any amount to HisStorytellers, put my name on the memo line or add it as a “note to seller” through PayPal if you prefer the tech option. Just give whatever you and God decide on. Don’t wait on the donation, e-mail me with your name and address and I’ll get a cross in the mail.








Now, some transparency: I use almost all free/recycled material. I buy the stains and some of the accessories I add to them, but the crosses are all hand made out of scrap. Most of them are simple to make and take no time, you’ll see more of these since I still enjoy gardening and hanging out with my family. Others take weeks of carving and sanding. Fortunately I still hate mowing the lawn, so I make progress on these as well.

Shipping is a flat $2. For most of you that’s a rip-off; it’ll only cost a buck, but your other dollar will cover the one I have to ship to Poland or Kenya. How socialist of me.

Here’s the first one up for grabs:









Each one is hand made of bamboo and wire, so the one you get won’t look exactly like the one in the picture. It stands approximately 12″ x 8″ and has a lightweight loop hanger on the back.

The cross is intended to be more than a gimmick to get your money. It’s the message you send me to share: Christ, crucified for our sin, resurrected to defeat death, now interceding from on high, and returning to complete our hope.

(For those who enjoy some back-story:
Christmas 2010 my friend Spanky and I hang out making Christmas gifts.
Not long after, I had a wee tiny meltdown in a craft store over religious art.)




Drought – Feeling Dry And In Need Of Some Fire

May 15, 2010

Have you noticed that I haven’t written much recently? Didn’t think so. You’ve been busy, I understand. As a matter of fact I’ve been pretty busy myself. Lazy too. Can’t seem to focus very well. I blame work and all the complexities of my new position. I used to have time to drink coffee and read the newspaper. Sometimes I’d even breath a little bit, but those days are over. It’s a madhouse.

But I know that’s an excuse, not a reason. I just haven’t felt it. I’m distracted. I feel too much like myself – like the old me. It’s been too much of me and not enough Jesus. I know it’s just a phase, just a little valley I’m going through, but I’m feeling dry. It’s a drought.

The natural solution for a drought is water. I could draw the “living water” analogy now. It’d fit.

But I want fire. I want to burn again. I want the passion and fire of the Holy Spirit to stir my heart and inflame my senses. I want to see the world around me with His eyes. I want to feel Christ’s heart beating in my chest. I want to move through this world gracefully, and I mean GRACE-FULLY – loving this world the way Jesus did. To do that, to live the only life that matters, I need to burn up all that is left of me until it’s just Him. A little fire ought to end this dry spell.

You bought my life with the
Blood that You shed on the cross
When You died for the sins of men
And You let out a cry
Crucified now alive in me

These hands are Yours
Teach them to serve as You please
And I’ll reach out desperate to see
All the greatness of God
May my soul rest assured in You

I’ll never be the same
No I’ll never be the same

Cause I know that You’re alive
You came to fix my broken life
And I’ll sing to glorify
Your Holy Name
Jesus Christ

You changed it all
You broke down the wall
When I spoke and confessed
In You I’m blessed
Now I walk in the light
In victorious sight of You

Your fire fall down
Fall down
On us we pray
As we seek

Show me Your heart
Show me Your way
Show me Your glory

~ Hillsong United “Fire Fall Down”


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