Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Crazy ones
Saturday, October 18, 2008
The home of ginger beer
Friday, October 17, 2008
Get outside
You got to get this! Then the Lord brought Abram "outside". When I read this my heart jumped. It wasn't until Abram got outside of his own world, his circumstances, his mindsets, his ceilings, his way of doing church, his assumptions about leadership, his assumptions about life that God could show him His vision for his life. Sometimes we need to stop working in it take a step back, go outside and then we can work on it. So what do you need to get outside of?
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Book junkie
Here is a little extract from the book:
The evangelist halted outside The Blind Beggar Tavern up the Mile End Road, East London. He was a tall figure in a frock coat and wide-brimmed hat and his piercing grey eyes looked out from a pale face. Drawing a book from beneath his arm, he gave out the verse of a hymn and faces pressed against the pub's glass windows. 'There is a heaven in East London for everyone,' he cried, 'for everyone who will stop and think and look to Christ as a personal Saviour.'
From the pub came a volley of jeers and oaths, followed by a rotten egg. The preacher paused, egg running down his cheek, prayed, and turned west towards Hammersmith and his lodgings. He made his way through savage fighting men, ragged match-sellers, orange-women, and Irish flower girls clad only in soiled petticoats with their bare feet covered in dirt; children with wolfish faces gobbling up decaying food left by the street market, or swaying blind drunk in tap-room doorways. He strode past crowded tenements and stinking alleys where life was a just a struggle; and the dark alleys near the docks where the sick and dying lay side by side on bare boards of fireless rooms under tattered scraps of blanket.
'A large muckheap what the rich grows their mushrooms on,' was how one pauper described East London. After thirteen years as a Methodist Circuit Minister, the preacher was no stranger to it. But as he walked home a conviction grew within him. Towards midnight when he arrived at his lodgings, he found his six children in bed. His wife, Catherine Booth, who worried over their precarious financial position, waited in the living room. Excitedly he burst out: 'Darling, I've found my destiny!' Convinced that the churches had failed the people, William Booth would set out to save the world. The year was 1865.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Ladders
Thursday, October 9, 2008
I want to be a Studd!
Every pastor has to come to terms with the wrestle of their focus. Do I focus on "keeping people" or "reaching people"? The answer to this question will be foundational in setting the culture of your church.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Out of the boat
Abilities and gifts that never get cultivated and deployed- Until weeks become months and months turn into years, and one day you’re looking back on a life of Deep intimate gut-wretchingly honest conversations you never had;
Great bold prayers you never prayed, Exhilarating risk you never took, Sacrificial gifts you never offered, Lives you never touched.
And you’re sitting in a recliner with a shriveled soul, And forgotten dreams, And you realize there was a world in desperate need, And a great God calling you to be part of something bigger than yourself- You see the person you could have become but did not; You never followed your calling.
You never got out of the boat.