Archive for March 9th, 2008

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Killing Grace…

March 9, 2008

Don’t be alarmed by the headline if you are Concordia grad…our dear friend Grace is well and in good health…at least the last time I talked to her.  Speaking of which…this should be investigated by anyone in the know.

Last weekend while our Jr. High group was a the Dare2Share Conference we had the opportunity to take in the experience with a few other groups and stay at Christ Church Lutheran Phoenix (it’s an offbeat name).  After a few memorable evenings of games, fellowship, and evangelism (sorry for the Christianese), we had the opportunity to attend the morning worship service.

This is one of the hidden joys of traveling with youth and staying at another church.  I always enjoy the opportunity to hear a message shared by a pastor that I don’t see on a daily basis.  It’s refreshing to hear someone that I’m not as familiar with share the gospel.  As we were sitting in our pew, I looked to both sides to see all but maybe one of my youth sleeping and had to smile as I settled in to focus on the message.  The pastor was sharing about leaving the past behind and living in the grace that God has apportioned to us today when he proclaimed a great truth that I too often forget

     “Don’t let guilt dash the reality of today’s grace.”

Guilt is not from God, but too often I find myself overcome with it when I reflect upon my life.  Not devoting my attention to the person I’m in conversation with, spending an evening with the television or computer instead of my wife, and not taking time to grow personally in the God’s presence are all shortcomings that come to mind.  It’s so easy to dwell on my sins rather than seek forgiveness and move on.  I’m a chronic sufferer of the “fix it” syndrome.  When something isn’t right, I want to overcompensate, make up, and pay back.  And quite honestly, I often do these these things to make myself feel better rather than heal the sin that abounds.

This is a dangerous place for Christians to occupy.  More importantly than the fact that my self-medicating healing is only momentary, I find myself in a place where I reject the grace that was given to me as Christ poured out his blood on the cross.  As Romans 3:23 so simply puts it, we all fall short because of our sin.

As I sat there in the pew contemplating the power of this simple statement uttered by the man in the pulpit I was overflowing with joy in the truth proclaimed.  There are countless times that I have allowed guilt to cover the reality of grace.  While I should feel contrition for my sins, it is more important that I recognize the grace of God in my life.  In spite of all that I have done wrong, I have an awesome reality.  I’m married to a woman who compliments me perfectly.  I have a calling to be a minister of the gospel to students.  I am honored with teaching truth, love, and hope to youth that I love deeply.  I have a great life and God’s grace is evident in tremendous ways.

Many years ago, a song began with “the greatest cause of atheism in the world today is Christians, who acknowledge Jesus with their lips and walk out and deny them with their life”.  I’m convinced that the root of denying Christ with our life is rooted guilt which kills our awareness of grace and leaves us feeling hopeless and longing for heaven and waiting.  I need to remember Jesus didn’t just die so that I could go to heaven.  He hasn’t called me home yet, which means that for now he has called me to live everyday rejoicing in his grace and sharing the gospel to all people.

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The TSA Lacks a Soul

March 9, 2008

I was traveling via air over the weekend on US Airways aka “the people who don’t smile”.  As I was waiting for my return flight to Yuma last night, I heard the words that we all dread in airport terminals: “Flight blahblahblah to place you really want to go is cancelled”.  I B-lined my way to the customer service desk to pick up my hotel and meal vouchers along with my ticket for the first flight out in the morning.

After a restful night’s stay at the Radisson, I went to the airport to check-in as instructed the evening before.  After waiting 5 minutes in one line, an agent told me that I needed to be in a different line on the other side of the terminal only to reach the desk and find out that I already had a valid boarding pass and didn’t need to waste my first 40 minutes at the airport in ticketing lines.  After waiting another 20 minutes in the security line, I found myself 10 minutes away from my flight’s departure.

As I made my way through the metal detector I was surprised to find that my bag had been flagged after clearing the same exact station only 3 days earlier on my outbound flight.  I walked over with the lady and apologized for my not using a Ziploc bag for my hair putty and cologne in my hurried procession and expected to hustle to catch my flight before the door closed when I heard, “If you would like keep these items you must get a Ziploc bag from the back of the security line and come back through.”

I will omit the exact words of my response as the fires of thousand suns burned in my eyes.  I told the lady I wasn’t thrilled about leaving behind a $50 bottle of cologne and didn’t have the time to go back through the line.  My initial thought was to grab the bottle of cologne and throw it to the ground watching it shatter and screaming something along the line of “I’m unhappy with the level of service your airport has displayed today”.  Rather than explore the possibility of being tackled by security and detained, I stormed off with a profanity-laden tirade under my breath and ran down the terminal to make it to the jet-way just as the door was being closed.

My digression appears complete…