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Sunday, 09 August 2009

  • Can you say...I don't know?

    There are times when the circumstances of life cause us to lower our heads in confusion.  Why do people suffer?  How is it that a six month year old child can suddenly die in his sleep?  The Jr. Youth at my church recently read about Joseph and the hard times that he went through.  For Joseph, the story ended with a "fairy tale" ending.  He was second in command in Egypt and his family was reconciled before he died.  In this story, we can see that God was with Joseph throughout his trials.  It's right there before us written in black ink.

    What about our daily lives?  What about the six month old baby?  Sometimes we just have to be able to let go and say, "I don't know."  I don't know why some things turn out the way they do, but I do know that God promises to be with us just as he was with Joseph.  A fairy tale ending?  Maybe not.  A lonely ending?  Certainly not!

    Peace,
    Billy_N

Sunday, 26 April 2009

  • Emotional Flashbacks

    Every once in a while you have these sensory overloads that send you back into time.  They send you to the deepest part of your brain where you have these memories stock piled in store houses, found in that place where you try not to linger too long.  It's that place where the memories are filled with extreme joy and perhaps with extreme sadness.  Sometimes a combination of both.

    You know these sensory overloads that I talk about.  Sometimes it's a smell that sends you to an emotional flashback.  The smell of that first flower you gave to a loved one, or the first flower that you received from your first love.  Maybe that song that sends you back to your first dance.  Perhaps a sunrise that takes you back to the first time you sat on the beach and watched the sun rise as if it were an artist painting a canvas that stretched across the expanse of the morning sky.  We all have these emotional flashbacks.

    For me, tonight, it was a track.  It was a track with hundreds of white bags filling the midnight sky with a dim light.  A light coming from the small candles inside.  It was a track with illuminated bags and hundreds of people standing in a circle quietly reflecting on their loved ones.  This was a relay for life rally, and it sent me to an emotional flashback, or several.  One, my cousin is sick and he has to have chemo and radiation.  I didn't really know what that meant at the time, but I could see the pain and suffering.  Why?  Two, my best friend in High School tells me his mother has about two weeks to live.  She has cancer throughout her entire body.  I couldn't imagine how that felt, but I could see the pain and suffering.  Why God?  Three, I get a phone call telling me that my mom has cancer and it is extremely rare.  She may not live.  I can FEEL the pain and suffering.  Why ME God?  Emotional flashbacks.

    As I allowed myself to live in the emotions I was feeling at that moment standing in that large circle around the track, I found myself filled with gratitude.  My mother is a two year survivor.  Three more years and she is "in the clear."  It was this moment that reminded me of the blessing that I've received.  The blessing that my mom is still around and is still healthy enough to tell me when I'm being stupid.  She's still healthy enough to tell me when she is proud of me.  She's still healthy enough to encourage other women who are currently battling the same rare cancer that she has survived.  What a blessing!

    I don't know why these things have happened, to my friends or to my family.  I don't know why God allows these kinds of things to go on in the world.  I do know beyond a shadow of a doubt that He does not leave us to suffer through these things alone.  He promises to be with us to the end of the ages.  I've often heard people say that God takes away the bad things in our lives.  Even better than that, He actually carries us THROUGH the bad things in our lives.  He is there by our side, showering His love upon us.

    For many, tonight's emotional flashback was extremely difficult.  They are remembering a loved one that is no longer around.  For others, they were remembering a battle where their loved one was delivered from the grasp of death to a new life filled with tremendous appreciation.  The thought of being delivered from death into a new life sends me to an emotional flashback where there is a man named Christ that willingly gave Himself to be fully crushed by death.  The overwhelming part of that story is the fact that He actually conquered death, leaving a tomb empty and paving the way for all of us to be delivered from death into a new eternal life.

    Today I am grateful!  For my mom's life, yes.  More so, for the new life that all of my brothers and sisters in Christ have received through the pain and suffering that Christ went THROUGH.

    Until next time, be safe and God bless!

Thursday, 02 April 2009

  • Sounds of the night...

    The sirens start out faint in the distance.  They crescendo as they fly by my street, only to fade away again as if the silence was the only thing here all along.  Tick-tock goes the clock reminding me that there was never silence to begin with.  Doors open and shut as the other tenants come and go, and I sit here in a trance...staring at a screen...pushing at some keys.  The wind blows and the trees submit ever so slightly.  I can hear the leaves join together as if they were all part of a muffled tambourine.  Can you hear the sounds?  The sounds of the night join together as if they were all part of an orchestra.  Now enters the fan, offering that relaxing hum for a foundational harmony, providing a since of fluidity between the sounds.  The refrigerator kicks in with the electric version of what the fan has to offer.  All of these sounds.  The melody of the night.  Close your eyes and listen to the sounds.  Take it all in.  You're not the only thing that exists.  There is a vast world around you.  Take it all in.  You'd be surprised what you find in the sounds...the sounds of the night.

    Until next time, be safe and God bless!

Monday, 23 March 2009

  • We're on the go and make disciples!

    Do you ever feel like you're always on the go?  We're so busy all of the time.  Many times I feel like I'm hurrying to finish one task just so I can begin another task.  In business, you might find yourself on the go.  Perhaps you travel from one side of the city to another, or from one city to another.  One thing is certain, you're on the go.

    Here at the seminary, we talk a lot about what it means to "go and make disciples of all nations."  Jesus' statement is recorded in Matthew 28 verse 19.  Many times, people interpret this as a call to go to other countries and serve as missionaries abroad.  Often times, folks take this as a call to do service work for the needy.  These things are good in their own right, but I want to bring to light a slightly different perspective.

    Perhaps you can read this statement this way.  "As you are going, make disciples of all nations."  This compels us to constantly be sharing the good news of Jesus Christ no matter where we are going.  With daily lives that constantly have us on the go, we have the opportunity to be a constant missionary.  This doesn't mean force feeding folks with the bible, but rather reflecting the hope that you have in Christ to all of those with whom you come in contact.

    I pray you are able to make many disciples as you are on the go.  It is a blessing to be included in the mission of Jesus Christ.

    Until next time, be safe and God bless!

Friday, 27 February 2009

  • Time is precious, right?

    At the Seminary, schedules are extremely important.  You're not on time if you're not five minutes early.  When you are late, you are showing a sign of disrespect to the folks that are patiently, or no so patiently, waiting for you.  I know, you're thinking this sounds familiar right?  This is pretty much the way most places work.  Folks in the U.S. are obsessed with time.  We walk around with our watches, our date-books, and our phones that have another clock and date-book.  After all, time is precious.  So, we control every minute that we spend making sure it is spent on something of good use.  Or, do we?

    I have a flight.  I get up early to make sure I have everything I need.  I leave the house with plenty of time, so I can get through the baggage check and security lines.  I've done a good job.  I've controlled my schedule and I stroll through the airport at ease.  I have plenty of time.  But wait, the flight on the monitor at the gate is not the flight on my ticket.  Something has gone wrong.  Turns out, my flight has been delayed two hours and not I have TOO MUCH TIME!  Here I sit pondering my time.  Normally in this situation, I would be angry, impatiently waiting for the plane to get here.  Today, I'm ok.  My planned schedule is shot, and I feel an overwhelming sense of freedom.  Here I sit.  I'm typing to you, no doubt as you attempt to manage your time, or control your schedule.

    Today, I sit here with a lesson to be learned.  The only thing that we can truly expect is the unexpected.  Something strange and unplanned is going to happen.  As I'm stripped of the control I thought I had over my schedule, I'm reminded that God is really the only one that knows what comes next.  He is juggling time and space, all the while "messing up" the plans that we have.  Luckily for us, He loves us more than He loves appeasing every one.  He loves us in the most unexpected ways, including the way that involves a cross, a death, and an empty tomb.

    It seems like such a strange plan, but I find myself overwhelmed with a sense of freedom.  Eventually, my time here on this earth will come to an end, and thanks to this strange plan time will be everlasting.  No schedule.  No wrecked plans.  Just plenty of time.

    Until next time, be safe and God bless!

Billy_N

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  • I'm currently attending a Lutheran Seminary. I've found that most folks don't know what the Seminary is like, so I'm offering my eyes to those who wouldn't normally see inside the walls of a Seminary.

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  • newellie
    Thursday, February 19, 2009 <table class="blogbody" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" width="100%" border="0"> <tbody> <tr> <td valign="top"> "Behold, I Stand At The Door..." Most can remember the classic painting of Jesus Standing outside a door waiting to be allowed e
  • Billy_N
    @newellie - That's a great question, that I've recently been asked by a Jewish woman also.  The OT gives the picture of giving your first fruits.  We often here Pastors talk about 10% being the first fruits.  In the OT, this tithe was used to provide for the Levitical priests. The Missouri Synod, an
    • Posted 2/18/2009 3:04 PM
    • by Billy_N
  • newellie
    Hey Billy, where does the Lutheran Church Missouri Synod stand were the Tithe is concerned? Some people say it's Old Testament. Norma and I believe in giving the Tithe and offerings and partnering to feed the poor.We believe that everything belongs to God. So the Tithe Is not ours and we would be st
  • newellie
    God never ceases to amaze me, I am so proud of my Son and who he has become. When you are a doer of God's Word like he is, God can and will Bless you in ways you never dreamed of. Thank you my Son, you have shown me that you are a real man of God and this Dad couldn't be more pleased. Love In Chris