What Would I Do?

A few months ago, my son Jameson asked me a sobering question. I was reminded of it last night.

Newsong came to FBC with their Christmas Tour again (and all the groups were incredible). Jameson got to sing Christmas Shoes with them on stage – it made this dad proud. But Jameson is always excelling (musically, academically, athletically, and even spiritually).

Yes, I may be bragging, but I’m getting to something – I promise.

I am very proud of him. I love him. I would do anything I could for him.

And that takes me back to the question.

We had just finished our nightly prayers, and he looked at me and said, “Dad, you know how Abraham had a son and God asked him to sacrifice him? Would you do that?”

Wow!

Now I think I answered properly, but I will admit that the answer was a struggle.

When we are pressed to give a good “Christian” answer, we can typically give the acceptable Sunday School answer. But what would your heart say?

What does that say about our hearts?

20121215-134700.jpg

But I Can’t?

I can’t teach.  I can’t deac.  I can’t ush.  And I definitely don’t do dirty diapers.  There’s nothing I can do at church!

Really?

Who came up with the idea that there are only a few things that you can do in and through the church?  Who came up with the idea that if you can’t do certain “noticed” things, it’s OK to just sit back and soak?  I can assure you, it wasn’t God!

Over the past few days I’ve been reminded of that.

Saturday (while taking some time to honor our church’s widows) a number of people came to wash cars while others decorated, cooked, and served a meal.  Not your “usual” ways to serve in the church.

And today nearly 40 people came to sew – that’s right – sew!   Continue reading

Wrestling with God?

For a number of weeks at First Baptist Church of Pascagoula, I have been preaching a series on the life of Jacob. (Really interesting – the man, not the sermons 😉 )

Anyway, lately we’ve been focused on the night Jacob wrestled with God. Have you ever wrestled with God? I have. For that matter, I sometimes think I’m doing it now.

* What do you do when you can almost taste God’s movement? Continue reading