Bus Teens Receive Holy Ghost

Ok...

The above pics are the before and after of one of our busses!

But tonite I am more excited about some of the teens who ride our busses....

Several of them received the Holy Ghost at a youth rally tonight!

The busses have a pretty neat before and after....

But I can hardly wait to compare the before and after of these bus teens who started a brand new life tonight

Thanks to the sponsors who helped them attend the meeting....

Thanks to the the entire team who have worked with these teens.....

Revival comes in many packages.....

It Was NOT Me!!!

So this is what I saw this morning as I left our beautiful gated neighborhood for the Y.....

Apparently somebody decided to make an entrance out of the exit...

The gate was twisted and bent.....

However the guy who put up the sign becomes my hero for the day....

Apparently the sign guy knew who ran through the gate because he put the gate crasher's name up on the fence....

As I came back into the neighborhood later I could not help but think....

I know the guy with his name on the fence....

I have dealt with him more than once over these years....

You know....

The guy who is always trying to go the wrong way in life....

The counter cultural rascal....

The one that just does his own thing....

The fellow that pushes every limit but steps back just before it can be said he did something wrong....

That rebellious teenager that only hurts himself....

The unsubmitted young lady who just keeps repeating the same dumb mistakes....

The momma who makes excuses for her kids....

The grandma who stills tries to be 21....

The mid-life crisis guy....

Seems like every time I see the guy with his (or her) name on the fence the results are always the same....

Something has been knocked down and twisted because somebody thought they were smart enough to beat the system and go the wrong way....

Oh well....





















The guy with his name on the fence should have just followed the instructions....

But then that would be oversimplification for him....

Anyway....

I bet you he might have got away with going the wrong way again....

But not without some scratches and dents on his car....

So this leads me to this simple conclusion....

Going the wrong way in the thoroughfare of life proves little....

It tears up the gate and the car....

Which probably is the perfect qualification...

To get one's name on the gate.....

The Pretenders...

At some point the Prodigal began faking it....

No doubt early on his new life and choices were fun....

But at some point...

The fun began to wain and the smiles had to be forced....

The first night the debit card dinged as he picked up the tab for his not so great buddies reality began to sink in....

Soon homeless and desperate he looked at the hog slop and was tempted to share dinner....

My point is....

At some point we begin faking it....

Sunday morning @CUPC we discussed this and it appears that the attempts to maintain pretense is the earliest stages of a sad demise....

There are Pretenders in every church....

On every job....

In every family.....

And maybe even inside of you!

In meekness instructing those that oppose themselves; if God peradventure will give them repentance to the acknowledging of the truth. 2 Tim 2:25

Pretenders "oppose themselves"

There are their own enemy!

But God "gives them repentence" when they acknowledge "the truth"....

Not doctrinal truth....

Not salvific truth....

But "the truth" about themselves...

For when one acknowldges "the truth" about himself he is no longer a Pretender.....

And that they may recover themselves out of the snare of the devil, who are taken captive by him at his will. 2 Tim 2:26

The Pretender is taken captive by the enemy at the enemy's choice time....

Pretenders are not their own master, rather they willingly walk into the enemy's trap....

Oh but if......

If the Pretender will drop the pretence and acknowledge truth about himself....

He can "recover himself" out of the snare of pretentious pretending...

The Prodigal compared dinner with a pig to dinner at Dad's place....

And set all pretence aside...

Got himself out of the "snare of the devil"....

And ate a fat baby cow for supper....

The Prodigal Pretender would have had to share a pork chop with a pig....

Golden Anniversery

Fifty years ago this week Pastor & Mrs. Ronald W Smith were married in Houston Texas.....

She borrowed a dress and he the cash for the license...

Over the next 20 years they became known as Mom & Dad to the five of us….

This week, my four siblings and I honor them with a 50th reception in Lufkin Tx….

Dad pastored for 40 years and recently retired for the second time….

Mom was right there with him every step of the way…

They taught us to love God, family, truth and the work of God…..

Their addiction to church work was passed on to us….

God has been good to them and they are able to enjoy their retirement years without pressure….

So this week……

Their five children and our respective families pause our lives and gather with them and a host of friends from around the world……

We celebrate their marriage…..

We celebrate their legacy….

We their children rise up and call our parents blessed….

And with this note I would like to remind my siblings……

I called them Mom & Dad first!!!

Tonight I allow candor to guide my fingers….

This year will never qualify as my best….

In April, Tracie faced a major surgery….

Two weeks later my most trusted person left our staff and church….

I was staggered and grieve to this day….

Especially remembering we were once referred to as Mom & Dad….

One week later CUPC had a major financial crisis that I carried alone….

Then the next week….

My wife was awakened via a dream and it was revealed to us via the Holy Ghost our daughter Redonia had been involved in an inappropriate relationship and would soon be an un-wed mother…..

In a single month, this 1 – 2 – 3 punch staggered me….

I have never felt such despair before…..

My prayer began to sound like this….

Lord, please do not let my faith fail me…..

I began to ask God for mercy…

I asked CUPC for mercy….

I asked every individual I encountered for mercy….

God was faithful……

Mercy comes in many packages…..

A package called family that offered understanding and support….

Packages like the entire CUPC family gathering around us with forgiveness and grace….

Mercy like CUPC asking I show the same mercies to my own that I had shown to them and theirs….

Mercy packaged in an entire camp meeting being stopped as the preacher left the stage and walked to where I sat in the back with a personal word from God….

Mercy with Bishop Wayne McClain praying for my three kids for and hour and a half on Friday night of camp meeting….

Mercy like new friends becoming intimate friends….

Mercy like old relationships dissolving because they would be unhealthy….

Mercy like a vacation doing absolutely nothing but rest….

I long ago learned to never ask God why….

I learned long before this year to accept change and problems and to accept responsibility for things….

Therefore I do not question HIM….

Rather , I quietly walk in the Peace of God…..

Mercy came to me in the form of knowing that I must take ownership of these issues….

For if I did not control them…

They would control me….

And that pride could not be an issue….

Therefore it was mandatory that pride not manipulate me to cover or hide truth…..

These thoughts bring me to the following realities…

#1 Tracie’s body is healing from surgery and she is stronger, thereby we are stronger….

#2 The financial crisis was taken care of as always….

#3 Trusted people move on and I will one day trust again.….

#4 Life and pregnancy are a process that take time and move forward at their own pace…..

#5 I might not be given the measure of grace I ask for but the measure I am given will be sufficient for the day….

#6 Being granted grace mandates I must always be graceful…..

#7 Becoming a grandpappy was inevitable…..

#8 Designer grandparent names are ignorant but a cool kind of ignorant…..

#9 I will soon be known as Poppy…..

#10 My grand-kid is gonna be cuter than yours…..

Friends

Have you ever had life do a U-turn on you?

Live many times takes turns you never expected…..

Tis those moments that you find yourself relying on God….

Family…..

And friends….

Most of us have trusted others to only be reminded that life is fickle and so are people when the trusted one proves to be unworthy of that trust….

Most know the feelings of vulnerability when friendship and trust is stripped or tossed aside…..

It is in the moments of such weakness and tears you make new discoveries….

The discovery that those you thought were friends and trustworthy really were not worthy of your trust….

And the friend you counted on really was never numbered among your friends….

Then surprisingly one discovers friends he never knew of….

Relationships born in the midst of heartache become the dearest…..

When mutual vulnerability is shared…..

Tears mixed with hugs and hurting hearts….

Truly trustworthy friendships emerge….

Trust is extended….

Then held close….

And lifelong relationships burst into life….

One Thing Never Changes

Wow.....

What a roller coaster ride the last few months have been....

Change is inevitable....

So are surpises....

And then there are those life changing events that leave you forever different....

We have seen several of those of late....

However amid all the fun....

I have come to love my family more than ever....

CUPC has become more dear than I can express....

And Jesus never changes....

His constancy is the only real thing that never ceases to be the same....

Jesus is the same yesterday and today and forever....

So while life provides change....

And church is ever evolving....

He continues...

Unchanged....