This past weekend I had the heart wrenching duty to conduct a funeral for a four month little girl. I did a lot of soul searching and praying to prepare. I found a resource by Rev. Richard J. Fairchild to be of considerable help. (His message can be found here)
Many of you prayed for the family and offered your condolences and support. I've added the message to by blog. This time I'm not making fun of anything, I'm not pointing out the foolishness of our own behaviors. I'm not even trying to sound intelligent or witty. Just words of a pastor who is struggling to bring hope to a family whose 4 month old daughter took a nap and never woke up. Click here for the message.
An Exclusive Mother's Day Message
The following is a special message from my wife Jen...
The MadPastor and I were lying in bed yesterday morning relishing in the lack of Saturday early morning plans. I was scrolling through Facebook and kept coming across various posts acknowledging the wide spectrum of Moms and then one post in particular struck my eye. It was a link to a blog from a non-mom writing a “letter” to pastors. I mentioned the gist of it to the Mad Pastor and he said, “I still think we should acknowledge Moms in church.”
My first reaction? Click here to find out.
Bam! You're a Genius.
Jason Padgett was an ordinary guy. A self-described “goof,” Padgett was a drop out from community college and had no academic interest, let alone mathematics. That was 12 years ago. Today, Padgett is a math genius with the ability to see complex geometric shapes in everyday life. According to Fox Nation, “He is one of a few people in the world who can draw approximations of fractals, the repeating geometric patterns that are building blocks of everything in the known universe, by hand.”
So what happened? Click here to find out
It happened again. Jesus made an appearance. This time in a diner in Norco, CA. Not to eat. Nope. He showed up in a pancake. Not wearing a pancake like an SNL skit with Justin Timberlake as an omelette trying to draw customers to another diner… “Bring it on down to Omeletteville!”
He showed up IN a pancake.
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Hold that Door!
I’m still unpacking and getting settled in the new place so I don’t have a video for today. But I do have a Monday Morning MADness. I did have another topic planned but something happened today and I wanted to share that experience.
On the way home from church I stopped at a local store to grab a few things. As I walked out a family of four was walking in. I held the door. First the two young boys walked in. They were about 9 and 11 years old. They didn’t say anything. They didn’t even look at me. They just walked past as if I wasn’t there. “Well that’s just kids,” I thought. Their parents will say something. Click here to find out what the parents said.
About a year ago my wife and I moved from Illinois back to California where we grew up because I started a new job as pastor of Trinity Presbyterian Church in West Sacramento.
We’ve been renting for about a year as we look for a new home. We recently closed on a house and will be moving in a few weeks. That means for the last year and especially the last couple of days, we’ve been surrounded by boxes!
On top of planning for my very first Christmas with my new congregation, I’ve been calling carpet installers, painters and had one contractor stand me up this weekend throwing off my whole schedule. Planning for Christmas and moving in the same week can be stressful. There’s a part of me that just feels that I don’t have room for all this. Continue
Relationships to Die For
Ever since I was a teenager I had a job. The first jobs I had were mowing lawns and washing cars for my neighbors. Eventually I moved up to the big time. I washed dishes at a Mr. Steak restaurant. Then I sold shoes. From there I worked a fast food joint grilling burgers, bussing tables at a Mexican restaurant and checking in guests at a hotel. I served drinks at a beer and wine bar, filled orders at a pharmaceutical warehouse and served food at restaurants and diners. Somewhere in there I was a bank teller at three different banks.
Each bank had a rule in case the place was robbed. Give up the money. Don’t be a hero. Don’t risk your life to save something that, in the end, doesn’t belong to you. I thought that was a good rule. First, because I’m a chicken and I’ll usually run away from a fight. But second, the money at the bank doesn’t belong to me. It’s not mine. Continue
Miller Lite Jesus
Atheists and Christians have always disagreed. But now that difference has become more public. As in billboards.
During the holidays, the group American Atheists, www.atheists.org put up a billboard in New York’s Time Square with a picture of Santa and Jesus along with the words, Keep the MERRY, Dump the MYTH. Other billboards have also been placed by American Atheists and other groups that say things like, “I don’t need to have a higher power to have a higher purpose,” (Freedom From Religion Foundation, www.FFRF.org ) and “Are you good without God? Millions are.” (Chicago Coalition of Reason, www.SacramentoCoR.org). Continue
Monday Morning MADness: How to be Great
Just five miles south of Jerusalem. Located in the Judean hills, lies a small town. At the time of Jesus’ birth, no more than 1,000 people called Bethlehem home. A place where shepherds watched their flocks and farmers tended their fields. Bethlehem was a humble city.
One prophet called it a small village among all the people of Judah. (Micah 5:2b) Whether he meant to or not, the Episcopal Priest and poet cemented the phrase we sing every Christmas season, “O little town of Bethlehem.” Continue
Monday Morning MADness: Hope
We all hope for something. We hope for a better job, a bright future for our children, early retirement, a long, rich life.
Did you know that when you hope, you are modeling God’s character?
Let’s take a look at the Christmas story as an incredible example of God’s hope.
By today’s standards, Mary is a girl. A teenager at best. Perhaps a high school student. She’s engaged to be married. She’s never been a wife. She’s never raised her own children. Continue
Monday Morning MADness: Gates
Outside my church office is our kids playground. That playground is surrounded by a fence. We see fences lots of places; around gardens, schools, entire neighborhoods. We see fences around prisons.
Fences keep things that are on the inside in, and those things that are on the outside from getting in.
Just like the fence around our playground, most fences have a gate. If you control the gate, you control what can go in and out of your fenced area.
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