Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Home Again, Home Again
I've taken an extended period of time off from blogging lately.
There are two reasons. First, I went with a mission team from our church to participate in a simultaneous revival effort with churches in the Navajo Nations. For our church, this was the first trip of what will likely be many more. Our goals were simple:
1. Share the love of Jesus Christ.
2. Connect with the people there.
3. Find ways to serve them.
4. Scout out future projects.
In all four areas, we connected. In fact, my morning message today focused on winning "Strategic Spiritual Victories," of which this trip was one. You can listen to it here.
I'll be posting some reflections from our trip in future blogposts.
The second reason for my absence from blogging is my desire to catch up on my reading. Currently, I have three shelves of books waiting to be read. A few days before we left for our mission trip, I received my copy of Keith Durso's new biography of Dr. George W. Truett. He says, as I have insisted, that a new biography needed to be written. I have wanted to write one for over 20 years. Keith beat me to it. Thus, I am turing my sights elsewhere, for I do not believe I have anything to add to his extensive scholarly work. I finished the book on the trip. I plan to post a review of it soon.
Long story short, I'm back.
With more to come.
Stay tuned.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Dr. Truett And Louisiana College
I had been working on a new biography of Dr. George W. Truett. However, I recently discovered that a new one had been written and was just released, entitled "Thy Will Be Done," by Keith Durso.
I don't know that I won't sometime in the future write about some aspect of his ministry, but I think I will this book suffice for now. (I am awaiting shipment as I received notice today that it was on its way.)
Along the way in my research, I was given a pamphlet containing a speech about Louisiana College delivered in the 1930's. In honor of Dr. Truett and Louisiana College, I reproduce a part that I find particularly inspiring:
What of the future of
Men will come forward with their money for buildings for this beautiful place and with an endowment that will withstand the perils that come with long years. I am happy to believe that here before me now are enough men and women to undergird the certain future of this college from this day forward, and the $100,000.00 which you so badly need, and a building to accommodate the growing clientel coming to this college, can come from this number.
We are of one mind that we are coming to the most challenging days of civilization. We seem to be at the watershed of all history. It is a crime for a man to be a little man anytime. It would seem tenfold a crime to be a little man in a great hour like this to which we are come. Call to mind the ancient proverb, Woe to thee 0 Land when thy king is a child. Woe unto any court when a little man is in the court house. Woe unto any church when a little man is in the pulpit. Woe when a little man is anywhere in places of responsibility!
Are we understanding this hour to which
Well said, Dr. Truett!
Sunday, September 27, 2009
A New Sermon Series

Some time ago, I acquired the book, "The Man of Sin," by Dr. Kim Riddlebarger. Like so many of my newer books, it has languished on my shelf. It has an intriguing title and subject.
As a student in college, I and my wife made friends with two other couples. One had gone to college to study music. He later quit to take a full time job. The other man had begun college to study for ministry. I alone was the struggling college student.
We had a common calling.
We also had a common interest.
Eschatology.
Eschatology is the study of last things. It is concerned with end times, the return of Christ, and things like Final Destiny. (That sounds so terminal.)
We would get together on Saturday evenings to eat a meal together and to fellowship. While our wives contented themselves with conversational topics of whatever women like to discuss, we men talked eschatology.
We debated.
We argued.
We agreed.
We speculated.
We were stimulated.
I learned more though those discussions about eschatology than any formal study I've done of the topic. I had to read and study just to keep up with these guys.
I find that people have a great interest in end time issues. Church members want to hear the latest as well. From time to time, I've tackled these topics from a preaching and teaching standpoint. My standard approach has been to address topics relating to eschatology or to preach through books like 1 and 2 Thessalonians. Pretty general.
Until now.
I've heard plenty in my time about just WHO antichrist (The Man Of Sin) is. Incidentally, he's been just about every American President of the past, including the current one who occupies the White House.
Given my "education," from my friends, subsequent study, a personal interest, my aquisition of this book, and now renewed speculation about who this Man is, I've recently felt I needed to address a specific eschatological topic.
The Man Of Sin.
I have been to man out a new sermon series I call, "The Spoiler." This is who this Man is called in Isaiah 33:1. Thus, this Fall, Lord willing, I will be delivering a series of messages on this one topic. As of tonight, I put my volunteer researcher on the topic. It was like throwing fresh meat to a hungry lion.
I can hardly wait to see what I will say.
Stay tuned.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
E4 Conference

I just arrived home from the first ever E4 preaching conference sponsored by the Louisiana Baptist Convention, Louisiana College, and New Orleans and Southwestern Seminaries at First Baptist, Pineville, LA.
It was refreshing and challenging. I walked away with a new list of preaching ideas, and a few reminders of the art. It was good also to network with great Christian leaders who taught and participated.
In particular, I was struck with the ability and passion of two professors of religion from Louisiana College, Dr. Chuck Quarles and Dr. Jason Meyer.
Their presentations were passionate, scholarly, and challenging. It is wonderful to think that these men are teaching our students at the college. I pray that the students will catch some of their "scholarship on fire." We desperately need it.
To be back on the Louisiana College campus, however briefly, brought back a flood of memories from my own college experience.
Bright young students.
Red brick buildings.
Tall pine trees.
And chapel.
Yes, chapel. The chapel service was worshipful and refreshing. The college chorale sang wonderfully. The preacher spoke passionately. The students listened intently. (I noticed. I was watching.)
I was able to catch up with one student from our church. He told me of the record enrollment this semester. He had to stay in a hotel for a couple of weeks. Here is what happens when a Christian college takes its Christian moorings seriously.
Because my own Alma Mater once strongly conservative now seems less so, I happily embrace LC as my own.
Congratulations, President Aguillard, faculty, and staff for a job well done.
And just beginning.
I am proud to be a Louisiana Baptist and proud to send students from our church to that institution knowing that their Christian faith will not be called into question, but strengthened.
We need more colleges like Louisiana College.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
An Act Of God?

Again, I share a picture and comment from my friend, Dr. Rick Hyde. We might consider him a "guest blogger" on this site. He knows of my love for signs and the sometimes unintentional messages they bring.
Let him speak to this one:
It's not a church sign ... but it's interesting.
I went to the Lifeway Christian Store in Little Rock and took this picture with my phone camera.
I was unhappy when the SBC voted to change the name from Baptist Book Store to Lifeway Christian Store a few years ago. (I was there .. I voted against the change.)
Well ... God himself ordered this latest modification of the name ... strong winds brought the "Christian" part of the sign crashing down recently. Luckily (no, make that blessedly) it was in the middle of the night and no one was injured.
This might be a good time to go back to calling it the "Baptist Book Store."
What do you think, readers?
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Celebrating Failure

"These days its not just that the line between right and wrong has been made unclear, today Christians are being asked by our culture today to erase the lines and move the fences, and if that were not bad enough, we are being asked to join in the celebration cry by those who have thrown off the restraints religion had imposed upon them. It is not just that they ask we accept, but they now demand of us to celebrate it too."
— Ravi Zacharias
I recently heard of a woman whose divorce had become final. Her response to her "liberation" was to trumpet it from various social media outlets such as Twitter, Facebook, and MySpace.
In response, some of her "friends" joined in congratulating her, as though she had just received a big job promotion and raise.
Is a divorce a reason for a fandango? Should its finalization be cause for celebration?
At the very least a divorce -any divorce- is an admission of failure. A relationship failed. A marriage died. Something is dead.
And people want to celebrate?
Do they celebrate the brokenness of lives now separated after saying "till death do us part?" Do they celebrate the inevitable hurt and feelings of rejection that children experience when their parents no longer live together? Do people really want to celebrate what must legally become to some extent and adversarial relationship regarding property, parental rights, and bank accounts?
There is no cause for celebration. A divorce is a death, and its decree a death announcement. The court case is a funeral. Picking up the pieces is for many, and especially children, is grief work.
None of those things are easy.
None of those things are reasons to celebrate.
Please understand if I don't congratulate you.
One can discern the demise of a culture and the denigration of humanity when people celebrate things that should cause them to weep instead.
I weep.