Sunday, December 25, 2011
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Stupid and Graceless
I admire Bob Costas for saying something on national television that needs to be said. He uses words like "obnoxious," "knuckleheads," and "idiots."
In the words of Tim Challies: “Bob Costas carves the selfish idiots who make a spectacle of themselves after they do something good on the football field."
He raises a good question: "Where are the coaches in all this?"
Preach on, Bob!
Anybody with us?
In the words of Tim Challies: “Bob Costas carves the selfish idiots who make a spectacle of themselves after they do something good on the football field."
He raises a good question: "Where are the coaches in all this?"
Preach on, Bob!
Anybody with us?
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
A Good Reason To Let Sleeping Classics Lie
Many, many years ago, I read the classic work, "How to Win Friends and Influence People," by Dale Carnegie. Its impact on my life since then has been beyond measure. Its practical, sensible, and proven advice for getting along with people is worth a read by anyone. In fact, I have recently been listening to it on compact disc in my car. Though my eldest son will grimace here, I once insisted that he read the book after some now forgotten relational infraction he committed. He did read the book, or said he did, though I recall thinking that he must have had some angle on a rapid reading method.
It is a classic book.
That's why it should be left that way.
I happened to notice the other day that the book has been "updated" for the 21st century. Admittedly, some of its illustrations and examples are dated. After all, the book was originally published in 1937 during the height of the Great Depression. The world has changed much since then.
Unfortunately, the book apparently has as well. Just one sentence will suffice as an example:
Today’s biggest enemy of lasting influence is the sector of both personal and corporate musing that concerns itself with the art of creating impressions without consulting the science of need ascertainment.
Huh? What? And just what in the name of Dale Carnegie is "need ascertainment?"
Here is a good example of why classic works need to be left to stand as they were first conceived. One of the reasons this book has spanned the generations, no doubt, is its plain and simple language. Now that clear and easy to grasp wording is changed into gobbeldygook.
Let that be a lesson to all.
Some things are better left alone.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
In my informal conversations with pastors of traditional churches, I have discovered that we all struggle with "performance anxiety" as well. At the end of the day, we manage to offend and please almost all individuals in the worshipping crowd. Then again, who ARE we there to please?
I maintain that it is the spirit of the worship, not necessarily the type of songs we sing. I have felt God's presence deeply while singing "A Mighty Fortress," as well as I felt I was at a rock concert performance while the band cranked out the latest worship tune as heard on "YOUR FAVORITE CHRISTIAN MUSIC STATION!." Likewise, in a more "worshipful" service, I have felt anything but. Then again, with a hard rock'n band, I truly felt God's nearness.
My eldest son, going from a megachurch in Dallas with all its bells and whistles to a coffeehouse with a guitarist seated on a stool, said he felt closer to God in the latter setting.
But the order of worship is not up for a democratic decision, just as the sermon topic isn't. However, a sense of what people will like is an ever nagging presence. Some us, even in ministry, still struggle with the desire to please our fellow humans.
In closing, I say as I have said for several years: The pendulum would one day swing. It is now swinging. The move will be back to a more liturgical form of worship. It is already happening in the more avant garde churches, particularly in urban areas and on the left coast. What type of worship will characterize the next generation?
God only knows.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
One Of My Favorite Quotes
Years ago, I discovered these words by Theodore Roosevelt. For some time, I had them displayed prominently under the glass on my desktop where I could see it daily.
For some reason, I enjoy reading them aloud with a voice that is my imitation of Winston Churchill. (Imagine him saying these words in the tone he used to inspire the British people during World War II saying among other things: "We shall never, never, never give up!"
Sounds to me like Teddy had his own share of critics. But unlike so many who wither under criticism, he refused to knuckle under.It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.
Cold and timid souls they are who are content to carp and criticize yet never even enter the arena. Things do look quite differently from the field than they do in the stands. Often one has only a split second to make a decision while the armchair quarterback can pontificate almost endlessly.
Am I immune to criticism? Of course not. Whether it is valid or not, I have many times spent restless nights replaying a critic's comments in my head.
Just the other day, I received a comment from a church guest on a response form saying that my sermon had no practical application to everyday life. In fact, I had specifically added ways there the biblical principal could be applied to work, school, etc.
So what happened? "What we have here is a failure to communicate." Whether the person wasn't getting it, or I wasn't sending it, no matter. I pledged to do better to communicate application in my sermons.
And I choose to remain in the arena.
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