<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189</id><updated>2012-02-02T09:20:23.157-05:00</updated><category term='politics; pro life'/><category term='relevance'/><category term='media'/><category term='communicating'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='organ transplants'/><category term='culture; politics'/><category term='Cystic Fibrosis'/><category term='organ donation'/><category term='morals'/><category term='my family'/><category term='Travel Tips'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='transplant'/><category term='Leadership'/><category term='culture; mission'/><category term='My church'/><category term='Chrstianity'/><category term='Getting ready'/><category term='Thankfulness'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='humor'/><category term='miracles'/><category term='Crisis'/><category term='Worship'/><category term='Renewal'/><category term='ministry'/><category term='Soap Box'/><category term='my life;'/><category term='Current events'/><category term='culture'/><category term='Christianity; culture'/><category term='My life'/><category term='economy'/><category term='my life; pastoring'/><category term='my country'/><category term='My life; Christianity'/><category term='life lessons'/><category term='faith'/><category term='Hypocrisy'/><category term='mission'/><category term='Purpose'/><category term='Pro life'/><category term='injustice'/><category term='Values'/><category term='Tricia'/><category term='Christianity'/><category term='Evangelical Ed and Edith'/><category term='Pastoring'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='Tongue in cheek'/><category term='out there'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='mission; my church'/><title type='text'>Catchin' Some Waves</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>786</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-676230415322762096</id><published>2012-01-31T18:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T19:30:53.639-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting ready'/><title type='text'>Are you ready?</title><content type='html'>The phone rang at 10:24PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up at Gail and she said, "It's kind of late for a phone call", knowing that when the phone rings that late in a pastor's house it isn't going to be a lunch invitation.  She was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's been taken to the hospital and his wife has asked that you be there."  The prognosis was not good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were simply acquaintances, although his wife and mother-in-law are family of close friends.  In fact, he was my son's Little League coach 22 years ago.  I had only seen him a couple of times at the most in those two-plus decades.  But I was asked to come right away, and being a believer in Divine appointments, I put on my shoes, brushed my teeth, and headed down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm no physician, I've been around the block a time or two in the hospital and ER in my pastoral experience.  As I stood just inside the curtain that separated the room from the doctors and nurses station, it only took a second to know this would likely be my last chance to see him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was conscious and alert, and through the mask that covered most of his face, giving him oxygen as he labored for every breath I could see his eyes widen as he saw me.  I took it as a sign that he was glad to have me there.  At least three medical professionals were tending to him, working on needles, bags and such.  So I stayed near the foot of the bed and gave a simple wave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was not a good time to try and get close enough to talk, so I left for the waiting room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third trip back to see him found him hooked up to everything imaginable.  Only one nurse was there, punching things into a computer.  So I walked up to the side of his bed, took his hand and said what needed to be said.  His wife stood beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not going to tell you what you don't already know.  You don't have a lot of time left on this earth."  He was looking directly into my eyes as he continued to struggle for each shallow breath.  A slight nod told me he knew it, too.  "I need to ask you...are you ready?  Do you know Jesus is your Savior?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next nod wasn't so slight.  It was deliberate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Knowing that will give you the peace you'll need through this night, and it will bring great peace to your family." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed with him that God would help him through the night; that he might get some rest; that the Lord would bring comfort and strength to his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was transported by helicopter to a hospital 80 miles away where he could be in an ICU.  Today, after his wife, children, mother and sister said theirs goodbyes, he was taken off the ventilator and in a few minutes slipped into eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said, “I tell you the truth, those who listen to my message and  believe in God who sent me have eternal life. They will never be  condemned for their sins, but they have already passed from death into  life." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day all of us will have a similar experience.  Perhaps it will be dragged out for days or weeks.  Perhaps it will happen in an instant and be totally unexpected.  But we will all face our mortality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-676230415322762096?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/676230415322762096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=676230415322762096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/676230415322762096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/676230415322762096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2012/01/are-you-ready.html' title='Are you ready?'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-6326830164524525407</id><published>2012-01-17T21:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:37:42.920-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>What is John 3:16 all about?</title><content type='html'>Click &lt;a href="http://webelievejohn316.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-6326830164524525407?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/6326830164524525407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=6326830164524525407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6326830164524525407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6326830164524525407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-is-john-316-all-about.html' title='What is John 3:16 all about?'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-2508533614897677512</id><published>2012-01-16T21:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T21:28:59.706-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Debates</title><content type='html'>Without commenting on my personal leanings, I find these debates to be too many and too annoying.  So, I don't watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if they talked vision and solutions instead of wasting time taking each other apart I could tolerate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, the guy with the most dinero in his war chest wins the nomination anyway, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-2508533614897677512?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/2508533614897677512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=2508533614897677512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2508533614897677512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2508533614897677512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2012/01/debates.html' title='Debates'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-8226476792377483237</id><published>2012-01-12T17:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T17:52:51.039-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Values'/><title type='text'>Great Customer Service!</title><content type='html'>Today I had an appointment with the Apple store.  My Mac book needed a minor repair and Gail's power adapter needed a replacement.  It was my first visit to Apple since purchasing the laptop a year and a half ago, which is good since it is 75 miles away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some observations, then some thoughts about CS in my chosen field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;An appointment is required.  This can be done online, so it's very easy.  They tell you what's available and you choose the time that is most convenient for you.  You can also let them know the nature of the visit so they can be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upon entering the store I noticed it was very busy, but the employee to customer ratio was very high...maybe 1:2.  Almost immediately upon entering a friendly, outgoing Apple associate (I don't know what they call their employees) asked me if she could help me.  I didn't have to go looking for her.  She noticed me, even though she was already engaged with someone else.  I did not see one blue-shirted employee not serving a customer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;On her Ipad she found my appointment.  I was almost 30 minutes early and they were "running on time", which meant it might take that long before I would be seen by someone from the "Genius Bar".  Their lingo for tech support.  So she offered to let the know (via the Ipad) that I was there, and to give them a description of me ("handsome, graying with stunning blue eyes", I'm sure) and when a "genius" was available he would find me.  No standing in line.  I was free to roam about the store.  I declined to hang around because I had one other item to take care of in the mall, but would return in plenty of time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ten minutes before my appointment I approached the "Genius Bar" where a young man was finishing up for an earlier customer.  Seeing me, he immediately asked how he could help me.  He found my appointment on his Ipad and said he would be right with me...which he was.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In short order I was walking out of the store.  As I left, the young lady I originally met saw me and told me she had let them know I was back.  That meant she remembered I had come in earlier.  I said, "Thanks!  I've been taken care of and am on my way out."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is not the kindest thing to say, but I've visited churches who don't have a clue about Customer Service.  I'm not talking about church members who expect others to serve and wait on them...they certainly don't get it.  But in my travels I've had the unfortunate experiences of being a guest and being ignored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Church leaders perhaps should venture out more and find out how others either accomplish or utterly fail when it comes to welcoming guests.  To some people there is nothing more frightening than to wander into a strange building, where perhaps you know not a soul.  Making that even more uncomfortable is when, not a soul offers to get to know you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One church my wife and I visited had multiple buildings with no signage.  So we picked one, found out it was the children's ministry building and asked where we belonged.  Another church, known for its pastor's excellent teaching, was as cold as ice.  The only greeting or acknowledgment we received was from the guy handing us a bulletin at the door.  Still at another we arrived a bit early.  The doors were all solid wood and closed.  The windows were all stained glass so we could see nothing inside.  Again, no signage or evidence where the main entrance might be.  For all we knew the door we were about to open led to the pulpit.  And no one was posted there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I get the impression that some churches either don't really expect anyone new to try them out.  And for good reason.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My belief is that the church, the family of God, the body of Christ is commissioned to share Good News that much of the world, including my community, has not yet heard.  And if guests show up (and we should encourage the church to invite and bring their unchurched friends) we should act like we're both ready for them and expecting them.  It should be our desire for their first time (and subsequent visits) to be the most welcoming experience ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all, our Savior said, "Whosoever will may come".  If they show up, apparently it's for a great reason.  Let's let them know we're glad, for eternity's sake, that they did.  Let's let them be glad as well.  If we do, there's a great chance they'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-8226476792377483237?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/8226476792377483237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=8226476792377483237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8226476792377483237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8226476792377483237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2012/01/great-customer-service.html' title='Great Customer Service!'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-352060806659161104</id><published>2012-01-08T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T07:38:11.023-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Gwyneth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I40hsTq4nCg/Twi2ERwQeHI/AAAAAAAABp4/RK0zZU0Nyn4/s1600/at%2Bthe%2BFD%2B%25231%2B8%253A11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I40hsTq4nCg/Twi2ERwQeHI/AAAAAAAABp4/RK0zZU0Nyn4/s320/at%2Bthe%2BFD%2B%25231%2B8%253A11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695001913411532914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Our granddaughter is 4 years old today!  She's growing and brings us great joy as she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 8 is more than the anniversary of her birth, it's the anniversary of seeing God show His power, grace and mercy in ways we can never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a re-posting of what I wrote four years ago.  I'm still in wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They took Tricia down to OR just before noon. We got a call just after 1:00 that the tracheotomy went well and that she was stable. However just a couple of minutes later we were told that they were proceeding with the C Section. So we all rushed down to the surgical floor to join Nathan.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wait seemed like forever, but about 45 minutes later the OB doctor came in and said the C Section went well and that Tricia seemed stable. The wave emotion that swept over us was huge. Lots of tears. Prayer of thanksgiving.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The baby weighs about 1 lb. 6 oz. She's been intubated and is in NICU. We've seen a picture the doc took on his blackberry. She's tiny, but has hair on her head!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricia's been taken back to ICU where they're tweaking her ventilation. For the time being she's kept under sedation and paralysis to keep her still. Her pulmonary doc met with us a few minutes ago and told us what took place. There were about 75 people in the OR and he said they all did their jobs well.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He also said Tricia's chances of survival from this are still "iffy" at best.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan seems to be doing OK now. It was tremendously emotional for him, as you can imagine. He's been in to see Tricia. Later we'll get a visit from someone in NICU to update us on Gwyneth's status.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So please, if you're part of the prayer effort, don't stop now. Both mother and child are critical at this point. But all of us here know that all the prayers helped us get through this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the doc was wrong about who was in the OR. There was One he missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-352060806659161104?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/352060806659161104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=352060806659161104' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/352060806659161104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/352060806659161104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-gwyneth.html' title='Happy Birthday, Gwyneth!'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I40hsTq4nCg/Twi2ERwQeHI/AAAAAAAABp4/RK0zZU0Nyn4/s72-c/at%2Bthe%2BFD%2B%25231%2B8%253A11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-2250499800046439808</id><published>2012-01-04T09:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:11:35.382-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my family'/><title type='text'>Encourage Someone Today</title><content type='html'>"Good job, Grandpa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard those words several times this morning from granddaughter #2.  She's just 2 years old, but has already learned to be an encourager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her toy dinosaurs needed "a mommy' she said.  "They are crying".  Gail told me there was a bigger one at the top of the steps in the attic.  So as I started climbing up the pull-down ladder she said, "Be careful, Grandpa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing, Grandpa?".  Gail had brought in the last of the Christmas decorations from our deck and a few tiny leaves dropped on to the floor.  So I was picking them up.  "Picking up these leaves", I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good job, Grandpa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the kitchen I was chopping up some onion to go with the ham, eggs and cheese I was preparing for breakfast.  "What are you doing, Grandpa?"  "I'm chopping onions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good job, Grandpa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves oranges, so I was peeling one for her after her two bowls of "Snap, Crackle, Pop".  "What are you doing?"  "I'm peeling an orange for you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I help you, Grandpa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encouragers are worth their weight in gold.  They seem to come along (sent by God I believe) at just the right time.  And when they speak those words cheering you on or offering to help or just showing that they care, they can be the missing piece in your track that allows you to move forward rather than retreat or give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encouragers provide the anti-venom for the critics, gossips, whiners and complainers that seem to be so vocal and active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knew we all can use someone to come along side us and say just the right things that give us courage and dissolve our fears.  So in the church He has even gifted some with a special ability to do just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Roman church, located in the heart of a pagan Empire ruled by a mad man named Nero, Paul wrote, "When we get together, I want to encourage you in your faith, but I also want to be encouraged by yours."  And, "If your gift is to encourage others, be encouraging."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances are you'll be around someone today who could use an encouraging word.  And if you don't know what to say, sometimes all it takes is a smile or a nod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I like, "Good job, Grandpa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a two year old can do it, can it be that difficult?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-2250499800046439808?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/2250499800046439808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=2250499800046439808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2250499800046439808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2250499800046439808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2012/01/encourage-someone-today.html' title='Encourage Someone Today'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-1972952113745775350</id><published>2011-12-14T09:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T09:51:46.403-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Christ is offensive.  Accept it and move on.</title><content type='html'>Every year at this time the news gives us examples of tension between those who believe Christ is central to Christmas and those who do not wish Christ to be mentioned.  Civil governments are often the ropes in these tug-of-wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is no different.  And so, the never ending debate continues.  Here's a &lt;a href="http://philadelphia.cbslocal.com/2011/12/13/keep-christ-in-christmas-sign-stirs-controversy-in-south-jersey-town/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to an example playing out right now in Pitman, NJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our nation drifts further away from the Judeo-Christian values of our founding fathers (read their stuff...even those who weren't devout still held to the sovereignty of an Almighty God) and moves at a more rapid pace toward human secularism as the norm, the once accepted and at worst tolerated celebration of Christmas becomes less relevant.  Once relevance is lost it becomes easy to launch attacks and legal proceedings against anything Christian.  Crosses.  Manger scenes.  Ten Commandments (Jewish, but accepted by Christians), even the word "Christmas". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a battle worth fighting?  I'm not sure.  Maybe I'm wrong, but except for a supernatural intervention I'm inclined to believe we're crossing the point of no return.  And honestly, Jesus and his earliest followers knew that He would be a point of offense to the non-Christian culture.  We were warned this would happen.  So we shouldn't be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm praying for that supernatural intervention.  Hoping it will be sooner than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Merry Christmas!  Free speech still protects what I can say here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-1972952113745775350?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/1972952113745775350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=1972952113745775350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/1972952113745775350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/1972952113745775350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/12/christ-is-offensive-accept-it-and-move.html' title='Christ is offensive.  Accept it and move on.'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-5458273907102699548</id><published>2011-12-13T21:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T21:56:25.746-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leadership'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current events'/><title type='text'>Tebowing</title><content type='html'>OK.  I'll admit it.  I've jumped on the Tim Tebow wagon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually look for the Broncos games on Sundays, because I know the chances are good that the end is going to be dramatic and that somehow Tim is going to lead the Broncs to an unlikely win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm also smart enough to know that while Tebow is getting all the attention, it would not be happening if it were not for the other 23 guys.  I know....  There are 22 positions on a football team.  But you also have to count the punter and especially the Broncos' place kicker...whatever his name is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the whole team charging forward together Tim Tebow doesn't win a thing.  We'd never even know he was there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-5458273907102699548?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/5458273907102699548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=5458273907102699548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5458273907102699548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5458273907102699548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/12/tebowing.html' title='Tebowing'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-243912370202968443</id><published>2011-12-12T22:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T22:15:49.627-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leadership'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend Roscoe Brewer died last week.  Likely you've never heard of him.  But because of his passion for living out God's purpose for his life perhaps millions around the world have had their lives changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take the 15 minutes or so to watch and listen to the video.  It was filmed recently.  He's obviously frail from the cancer that finally took his life, but the passion was still there as he talked missions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sD0a395fOyc" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="360"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-243912370202968443?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/243912370202968443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=243912370202968443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/243912370202968443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/243912370202968443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-friend-roscoe-brewer-died-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sD0a395fOyc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-3615178318841884268</id><published>2011-12-07T07:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T08:00:08.281-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my country'/><title type='text'>Pearl Harbor Day</title><content type='html'>70 years ago the United States was &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Attack_on_Pearl_Harbor"&gt;attacked by the Japanese at Pearl Harbor&lt;/a&gt;.  It is an event our nation should always remember.  What happened on this day propelled our country into World War II, forever changing everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few of the US military survivors are still with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, pause for a moment today and remember.  Take a few minutes and tell the story to your children old enough to grasp its significance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-3615178318841884268?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/3615178318841884268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=3615178318841884268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3615178318841884268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3615178318841884268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/12/pearl-harbor-day.html' title='Pearl Harbor Day'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-2983896225572134724</id><published>2011-11-29T16:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T16:28:56.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>"Where's the justice"</title><content type='html'>She called it "unfair" and wondered aloud, "Where's the justice"?   I'm talking about ABC's Diane Sawyer on last night's World News Tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that some financial manager types bought a lottery ticket - one $1 ticket - and for a client who wishes to be anonymous.  What are the chances of winning millions with a $1 ticket?  Well, that's exactly what happened.  A likely already rich millionaire took a chance with a buck and won over $100 million after taxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  The rich get richer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has stirred up some controversy, as you can imagine, by a media that wants us to believe that there's something wrong with this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it was fair.  Anyone had the opportunity to buy the ticket, even me.  (What was I not thinking?)  It wasn't like a millionaire bought thousands of tickets to have a better chance.  Nope.  One ticket.  One dollar.  So, "unfair"?  I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's unfair is that lotteries tend to milk the already poor of what they can't afford to blow.  That's unfair.  That's injustice.  And it's sanctioned by our government!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likely this winner will wisely invest his/her winnings and see it grow and produce more millions, certainly providing jobs in the invested businesses.  Perhaps (wouldn't it be nice?) this winner will donate some of the winnings to charities that will make our world a better place for those who are less fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But an "injustice"?  Only if you think it's a sin to be rich or believe we should all be on an equal financial playing field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guys get all the breaks!  But "unfair"?  An "injustice"?  I think not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-2983896225572134724?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/2983896225572134724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=2983896225572134724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2983896225572134724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2983896225572134724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/11/wheres-justice.html' title='&quot;Where&apos;s the justice&quot;'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-2171239127758177867</id><published>2011-11-25T11:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T12:16:09.622-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crisis'/><title type='text'>Crisis Christianity - Tres</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the third in this series.  If you're just finding these posts, scroll down to the first one - uno -  and read it, then dos before this one.  Makes more sense that way, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to be redundant I'll say again that every Christian goes through crises in life.  When you trusted Jesus as Savior you were indwelt by the Holy Spirit, not to save you from crisis but to lead and if necessary, carry you through it.  David's &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalms%2023&amp;amp;version=HCSB"&gt;Shepherd Psalm&lt;/a&gt; spoke of the "valley of the shadow of death" - a crisis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only has God &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2014:16-18&amp;amp;version=HCSB"&gt;permanently placed His Spirit within us&lt;/a&gt;, He has also placed us &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20Corinthians%2012:13&amp;amp;version=HCSB"&gt;within His body, the church.&lt;/a&gt;  I've written (and spoken) extensively on the role of the church in the life of the believer, so I won't belabor that here.  But one reason for the church is for there to be surrounded and engulfed in others who will be the hands, feet, ears and voice of God in our lives, including times of crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God never planned for any Christian to survive life in this world apart from the church relationship.  That's clear as crystal in the Scriptures.  Apart from a healthy relationship in a healthy church we're easy prey for the enemy of Christ and His church.  It's like living outside the walls of the fortress during a siege.  It's not a safe place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, so often over the years I have grimaced as I've watched brothers and sisters - partners in my church family - deal with crisis alone.  Usually it's after the storm has passed and the damage has been severe that I learn of the struggle.  The damage has been done and the recovery will be long and difficult...a recovery that perhaps could have been avoided completely had the believer simply put down his/her pride and called out for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an example.  One of our elders will get a phone call that one of our church partners is about to have their electricity turned off &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.  Tomorrow.  I know enough, having dealt with these kinds of situations to know that if tomorrow is D-day it's because the bill hasn't been paid in a couple months.  That means the crisis has been going on for 90 days or more.  Yet, nothing is discovered until it has gotten "out of hand". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?  PRIDE.  And guess what, the Bible tells us more than once that pride is sin - something that separates us from our vertical relationship with God and our horizontal relationships with His sheep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might not be a financial crisis.  It could be marital, parental, career, physical...I've actually found out about surgeries after the fact!  How can we serve, reach out, give or even pray if we're kept in the dark about your crisis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the smoke detector in my house begins to sound an alarm I need to act immediately.  There's no snooze button on those things.  And if I fail to respond at the first smell of smoke, it might not be long before I'm consumed in the flame.  In the same way, at the first sign of personal or family crisis, don't hope it will correct itself.  Don't pretend it isn't there.  God wants to intervene and His plan of action is to use His children to respond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give Him a chance before the crisis wrecks your life.  See pride for what it is.  Know that there are no perfect people in the church and that there is someone who has been through that same tribulation who can walk with you through it.  Be honest and transparent.  Connect with a small group and nurture those relationships. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That next crisis might begin to show itself today.  Be ready.  You don't have to handle it alone and it doesn't have to ruin your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-2171239127758177867?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/2171239127758177867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=2171239127758177867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2171239127758177867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2171239127758177867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/11/crisis-christianity-tres.html' title='Crisis Christianity - Tres'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-202205528105401871</id><published>2011-11-24T10:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T10:59:59.102-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfulness'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving's Presuppositon</title><content type='html'>Because of our elementary school plays we did about the Pilgrims and Indians feasting together after a tough first year for the Plymouth Rockers, we all should know that it was a time to express to God and to their neighbors gratitude for life and its sustenance.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the other traditional faith-based holiday celebrations that have been part of our American heritage for all of our history, Thanksgiving has undeniable roots in our country's Judeo-Christian heritage.  I can't help but believe that, as best they could, the Pilgrims used that first feast with their pagan friends as an opportunity to tell them about Jesus Christ and why they had left England for the New World in search of religious liberty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day always begs the question: "Thanksgiving &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to whom&lt;/span&gt;?"   A TV commercial playing today has several celebrities urging us "Give thanks".  On Facebook lots of my friends are telling what they're thankful for, which is a good thing.  But if we are giving thanks that must mean our gratitude is directed somewhere.  Otherwise it really makes no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christians, this is an annual opportunity to pause (fortunately for most of us it's still a holiday) and perhaps recount the blessings - whether obvious or cloaked - that our heavenly Father has given us.  And then to acknowledge His sovereignty and provision in our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not a Christ-follower, I hope that perhaps you'll pause and ponder that the God who made the universe loves you and wants you to know Him.  He has provided everything needed for that to happen in Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There could be nothing greater for which to thank God than for life - not only this life, but for eternal life.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift. &lt;/span&gt; (2 Corinthians 9:15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you "give thanks" today, remember that thanks given means thanks received.  This is a day, above all else, for worship and praise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-202205528105401871?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/202205528105401871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=202205528105401871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/202205528105401871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/202205528105401871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgivings-presuppositon.html' title='Thanksgiving&apos;s Presuppositon'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-4560285198774888407</id><published>2011-11-20T16:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T14:48:58.136-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soap Box'/><title type='text'>Crisis Christianity - Dos</title><content type='html'>While on vacation this week Gail and I met Cindy.  We didn't plan to meet her (or her wonderful family).  It was one of those "God made this happen" things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our conversations over dinner she mentioned that she was a survivor of cancer.  Like so many who battle the dreaded "C" word, her experience included surgery, chemo (and all of it's fun after-effects) and the ever-present questioning, "Why me, Lord?".  For many, a disease like cancer is life's greatest crisis.  I can only imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here was Cindy, several years later, looking as healthy as could be, with a glow on her face and a twinkle in her eye as she shared her story with us.  Her crisis didn't defeat her, it made her stronger.  And, not only that, it gave her opportunities she would have never had before to help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How?  Oh, I forgot to mention that Cindy is a committed Christian.  In fact, she was a bit disappointed that her vacation was taking her away from her church for a couple of Sundays where she has a regular ministry as a volunteer.  In telling her story she spoke about faith - not in some nebulous pie in the sky fashion - but in words that described reality.  For her, the crisis was real, but no more real than the Lord and His followers who were there every step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spoke what I have often wondered myself: "How can people who don't know the Lord get through these kinds of things?".  After all, cancer strikes non-Christians as well as believers.  For some Christians that's a paradox in itself - not that non-believers get sick, but that believers do - but that's a subject for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the answer to that question is, "Some do.  Some don't.  But those for those who do it must be the most frightening experience".  I guess that's why some choose to end life rather than go through the experience itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality is all of us go through crises in life.  All of us.  What  makes the difference is that a growing relationship with Christ builds  within us a strength and a reserve that continuously taps into His power  to help us "do all things" and get through anything.  That kind of  genuine Christianity doesn't necessarily protect me from crisis (some  crises are of my own making, but not all), but it gives me the faith and  the relationships needed to take me through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then (and only then) does this wonderful dynamic within the church body take place.  Paul wrote, "He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us." (2 Cor. 1:4 NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "rest of Cindy's story" was what produced that look of wonder in her eyes.  Friends were giving her name and number to others in the same seemingly sinking boat.  "Here's someone you should talk to.  She's been right where you are."  She shares with them the fears she felt and the doubts and the "What if's?" about her family should she not survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has not only cured her of cancer, He has given her a new voice and platform to encourage other women and to let them see and hear how her faith in Christ and the prayers and support of her church family helped carry her through.  There's nothing like a life story to bring the truth of the Divine down to our level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handling crises with a rock-solid faith isn't random.  A strong foundation of knowing God and His promises coupled with a passion for knowing Him daily and discovering the new mercies He offers with each sunrise is God's prescription.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't wait until the crisis kicks in to reach for that kind of faith and walk with the Lord.  If you do it's like trying to dip a bucket-full of water out of a coffee cup.  Instead, you build that kind of faith now, daily adding another brick to broaden that foundation for the time the storm arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's where our humanity tricks us into thinking that because everything might be smooth sailing today, I'll worry about dealing with trouble tomorrow.  And by neglecting those God-ordained relationships with Christ, His Spirit and His people we set ourselves up for life-shattering/faith-shattering crises that could and should result in our ability to glorify God, but instead bring us hopelessness and anger at Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard Rick Warren (whose wife Kay is also a cancer survivor) once say that you're either in a storm, have just been through a storm or about to go through one.  How prepared you are is really a choice you make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So start now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-4560285198774888407?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/4560285198774888407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=4560285198774888407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4560285198774888407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4560285198774888407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/11/crisis-christianity-dos.html' title='Crisis Christianity - Dos'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-1559091535833842805</id><published>2011-11-19T15:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:27:29.668-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soap Box'/><title type='text'>Crisis Christianity - Uno</title><content type='html'>"Crisis Christians" is a term I occasionally use in my writing and speaking.  What does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Crisis Christians" are people for whom a daily vibrant growing relationship with Christ is a hindrance to the lives they prefer to live.  They like knowing that Christ is "there" when needed, but the only time they want to need Him is when life throws a serious curve ball their way, and there seems to be no other solution but to turn to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Crisis Christians find Jesus to be an option or another add-on to the bundle we call life.  He's a rider on their insurance policy, usually added after the diagnosis or disaster strikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do Crisis Christians not have a life-changing walk with Christ, they also have a take-it-or- leave it attitude toward His body, the church.  Mostly leave it.  Take it would require commitment interpersonal relationships, including deep friendships with people who might actually take their Christianity seriously.  Christmas and Easter for sure.  After that it's kind church attendance is occasional at best.  (And then they wonder why no one seems to recognize them?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Crisis Christians don't want to hang with those kinds because deep down they know it would require picking up a cross.  And that's just too much for their busy lives.  Life's complicated enough without getting overboard-serious about following Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of paradoxes come from practicing Crisis Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;1. Because &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;they typically haven't learned the grace of generosity&lt;/span&gt; they don't give, whether it be time or finances.  They're too busy or can't afford it.  Yet they always seem to be one step ahead of bankruptcy.  And when the bottom falls out they hope the church has some funds available to bail them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It works...for them.  Or so they think.&lt;/span&gt;  They meet with the preacher or the deacons, and with tears and true feelings of hopelessness, not knowing where else to turn, plead their case.   The church comes through, praying for their crisis and maybe even offering to bail them out with counseling or a monetary stop-gap.   Once again their heads are above water and they can breathe.  And with that sense of dodging whatever bullet it was, they go back to neglecting the relationships with Christ and His servants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Although they are consumers and not contributors, (and typically they are going to find themselves in a new crisis sooner than later) and once again the Lord and His family will make an attempt to pull them from the ditch, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;eventually they will find some reason to be critical of the hand that feeds them&lt;/span&gt;.  That includes God - "I'm angry at God for letting this happen to me".  And it includes the church- the small group that bent over backwards to serve them - the counselors who gave them sound advice, including corrective steps - the givers who took money from their own wallets.  Sometime down the road they'll accuse the church of being uncaring; of not being there for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's really what Crisis Christianity is all about.  It views Jesus and His body as being there "for them".  Never is it seen the other way around.  So really, Crisis Christians are not practicing legitimate Christianity but a shallow imitation.  And after 30+ years in ministry I've almost come to the place where I can see it coming - the signs are easy to spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is another way.  And I've also seen it lived out in the lives of normal men, women, and even children, who when crisis comes are not only prepared, but willing to share what their crisis taught them with the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next post will go there.  In fact, I think there will be two more parts to this thing.  So before you jump on my case, let me finish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-1559091535833842805?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/1559091535833842805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=1559091535833842805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/1559091535833842805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/1559091535833842805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/11/crisis-christianity-uno.html' title='Crisis Christianity - Uno'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-928371116367355301</id><published>2011-11-10T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T00:01:02.083-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my country'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday USMC!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Y90UPLLo6nY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few, the proud, founded in 1775 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_Marine_Corps"&gt;on this date&lt;/a&gt;.  They are the oldest branch of our military.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-928371116367355301?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/928371116367355301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=928371116367355301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/928371116367355301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/928371116367355301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-usmc.html' title='Happy Birthday USMC!'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Y90UPLLo6nY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-5457340594624330446</id><published>2011-10-30T18:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T18:43:53.761-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastoring'/><title type='text'>Lesson from a long-term pastor</title><content type='html'>All my younger pastor friends take note: After nearly 21 years leading the same congregation I have become convinced that I have not seen it all.  I guess I never shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both in amazing blessings and in those "You've got to be kidding" moments, new stuff keeps rolling in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-5457340594624330446?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/5457340594624330446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=5457340594624330446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5457340594624330446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5457340594624330446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/10/lesson-from-long-term-pastor.html' title='Lesson from a long-term pastor'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-2006394047769734983</id><published>2011-10-29T10:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T10:51:32.197-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastoring'/><title type='text'>He's Not Superhuman:  A story from the life of the "Prince of Preachers"</title><content type='html'>Since we're still in October, which someone has dubbed "Pastor Appreciation Month", I thought this blog on an incident in the life of Chas. Spurgeon, arguably the greatest preacher of the 19th (or maybe any) century. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare say that 99% of a pastor's church never knows or even thinks of the hurts he bears.  Most of us have learned to swallow them and bear them deep within our souls.  But as Spurgeon's story shows, that's not healthy.  Eventually there needs to be healing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some great points in this blog that as I read I said, "Amen!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Members leave easily when hurt. Why can’t we?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Jesus intends to teach us how to talk about such things to him and to  entrust these pains to him. Moving too quickly gives temporal relief but  leaves us still unskilled in this thing with which Jesus wants to  empower us."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Jesus interprets our life and calling, not our critics."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Keeping us put, Jesus disciples us in fellowship with him. He teaches us  how to sometimes live with uncorrected and incorrect reports about us  so that we can stay with the gospel regardless. Our identity is hid in  him."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Our reputations as someone who is more than human need to crash."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Those ready to learn humanity and dependence will not leave you."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://theresurgence.com/2011/10/28/the-hauntings-of-spurgeon"&gt;Here's the link to the blog. &lt;/a&gt; Take time to read it carefully, whether you're a pastor or a member of a church.  Your pastor may never tell you, but he can see himself in this story as though it was a mirror.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-2006394047769734983?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/2006394047769734983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=2006394047769734983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2006394047769734983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2006394047769734983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/10/hes-not-superhuman-story-from-life-of.html' title='He&apos;s Not Superhuman:  A story from the life of the &quot;Prince of Preachers&quot;'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-7390064272835611898</id><published>2011-10-28T13:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T13:53:27.649-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity; culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soap Box'/><title type='text'>Oh, that again.  It's Halloween...</title><content type='html'>As we creep upon the eve of All Hallowed (Saints) Day, the posts and tweets multiply on why Christians shouldn't participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not going to get into a debate about whether or not Trick or Treating is some kind of pagan ritual that celebrates a spirit of anti-Christ.  When I was a kid it was strictly about one thing: loading up on candy.  Period.  I never heard of the Celts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wonder what Jesus meant in Matthew 16:18 when He said the "gates of Hell"  would not be able to "prevail" or "overpower" the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Halloween is a tool in the hands of the powers of Hell, as many claim (and, yes, I'm aware of its pagan origins), is it something from which we retreat or is it something we charge as an army with the Gospel? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if Jesus was being truthful, what about Halloween do we fear?  And aren't we called to invade the culture to proclaim the chains have been broken by the Cross? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't the Gospel have the power to not only overcome but convert evil to good?  And if so, does that not apply to how we approach Halloween?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminded of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GQfJoyrsccM"&gt;Larry Norman's radical lyrics&lt;/a&gt; that challenged the church in my teenage years.  "Why should the devil have all the good music?"  Likewise, why surrender to the devil a fun celebration by hiding from it?  Why not turn it into something that points people to Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, do we crash the party, or do we run away?  Are we truly "like a mighty army" as the old hymn says, on the offensive, or are we monastic and reclusive, hiding out in our bomb shelters until the 2nd Coming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking out loud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-7390064272835611898?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/7390064272835611898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=7390064272835611898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/7390064272835611898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/7390064272835611898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-that-again-its-halloween.html' title='Oh, that again.  It&apos;s Halloween...'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-8937930796015364394</id><published>2011-10-27T16:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T17:23:48.945-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life; pastoring'/><title type='text'>Thinking about your pastor this month?</title><content type='html'>Every so often I hear someone in the church or community make a comment that tells me that a common perception of pastors is that they aren't or can't be regular guys.  One of my outside the church friends recently told me that one thing he liked about me was that even though I'm a preacher I'm a "regular guy".  I took that as a compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guess is that perception of pastors being abnormal is because most in the church only see their pastors on Sundays being "pastorly".  (Spell check tells that isn't a word, but I think you understand it.)  You only see us when we're up front reading Scripture, praying and sermonizing.  And in your minds, unless you see us elsewhere in "real life", if you don't stop and think about it, you might think that's all we do in life.  On top of that, if your pastor always wears a suit or some kind of clerical garb at church, you might assume that's his wardrobe 24/7.  And that's not regular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal belief is that pastors are and should be seen as "regular" guys who happen to be called to lead and preach.  We weren't born with Bibles in our hands.  Our first words as little ones weren't "God bless you".  We were teenagers at one time and had zits like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh when people see me in the supermarket or out and about and are almost shocked that I'm wearing a ball cap or that because I've been working in the yard I'm pretty dirty and sweaty.  Some are even shocked to see me in a store at all.  I guess they think I don't have to go shopping...that God sends an angel to my house every day with my "daily bread".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is I watch football on TV and I yell at the players if they don't perform to my expectations - just like the rest of you.  If I eat Mexican food it tends to have a physical effect on me a few hours later - just like the rest of you.  I have to pump the gas in my truck - just like the rest of you (except residents of NJ).  I change the oil, cut my grass and put off repairs to my home too long - just like the rest of you.  I stay up too late for my own good.   I enjoy a cup of coffee in the morning, but for me it's not a matter of life and death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to laugh, hear and tell jokes, tease and pull practical jokes on my friends.  My wife often has to tell me to pick up my clothes.  And if I could get by with it, I'd wear the same pair of jeans every day for the rest of my life.   I cry watching movies about dogs.  I dream of retiring and sitting around at a restaurant breakfast table with other old guys drinking coffee and telling stories.   (Wait, I do that now.)  My grandkids bring me great joy, but I'm glad they live at other houses with their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can get angry, but try not to.  If you ask me, Forrest Gump is probably the best movie ever.  Braveheart would probably be #2.  I only have 24 hours in a day and 7 days in a week.  And God works on me every single day.  On the good days I respond the right way to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church is my calling and I'm passionate for her.  I don't understand why others are not equally passionate.  So, I get impatient when Christians take her for granted.  I also get impatient with the cable company and the internet provider.  I never get impatient with my wife.   OK.  Sometimes I'm not totally honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this hasn't been earth-shattering news for you.  If it has been...get over it.  But let's be sure we neither judge one another because of our pre-conceived ideas.   If you've put your pastor on some kind of superman pedestal, take him down from there.  Not only does he not belong there, it's not where he wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly he wants to be a friend who is respected and loved.  Just like you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-8937930796015364394?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/8937930796015364394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=8937930796015364394' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8937930796015364394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8937930796015364394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/10/thinking-about-your-pastor-this-month.html' title='Thinking about your pastor this month?'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-8865396359317167037</id><published>2011-10-26T19:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T20:02:47.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soap Box'/><title type='text'>Frustrations of a Teaching Pastor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%204:11-12&amp;amp;version=HCSB"&gt;And He personally gave some to be apostles, some prophets, some evangelists, some pastors and teachers, for the training of the saints in the work of ministry, to build up the body of Christ,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of us who serve Christ and the church as teaching pastors, those words are taken seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that the teaching of the Bible leads to spiritual growth and changed lives to the hearers and responders.  We know that God's Word is profitable and that it's ability to mold us is like a sharp, two-edged sword.  We know that the church can only be the church when it feeds on "sound doctrine (teaching)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we prepare.  Some of us have spent many years at no small financial expense learning the crafts of &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/exegesis"&gt;exegesis&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/hermeneutics"&gt;hermeneutics&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Biblical_languages"&gt;biblical languages &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/homiletics"&gt;homiletics&lt;/a&gt;.  We work to the point of exhaustion,  digging, praying for the right words and struggling at the same time with our own spiritual needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we hope that the church will benefit from our ministry.  We know that God's Word never returns void to Him - it always produces results when it is heard and applied.  But when we work for Christ to shepherd and feed His flock and they are not there to hear from God's Word it is frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more is when the lessons taught that have gone unheard due to absence or unheeded due to insolence or apathy could have made a difference in a life struggling for answers.  The answers were given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why weren't you there to get them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I remember I'll be &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=James%203:1&amp;amp;version=NASB"&gt;judged for my teaching&lt;/a&gt;.  That's between me and Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be judged for your hearing.  That's &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20Corinthians%205:10&amp;amp;version=NASB"&gt;between you and Jesus&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lest you think I'm riding some high horse, I didn't ask for this gift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-8865396359317167037?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/8865396359317167037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=8865396359317167037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8865396359317167037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8865396359317167037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/10/frustrations-of-teaching-pastor.html' title='Frustrations of a Teaching Pastor'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-5874698463835109489</id><published>2011-10-17T23:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T23:06:39.614-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Values'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Presidential Religion</title><content type='html'>Recently the pastor of a leading Baptist church proclaimed that Mitt Romney, being a Mormon, is a member of a cult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, is that true?  And whether it is or isn't, should it matter when choosing a presidential candidate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning to write about this, but Chuck Colson articulated my own views so well, I'll just share his thoughts instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read them &lt;a href="http://www.breakpoint.org/bpcommentaries/entry/13/18030"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-5874698463835109489?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/5874698463835109489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=5874698463835109489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5874698463835109489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5874698463835109489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/10/presidential-religion.html' title='Presidential Religion'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-3857689390199634451</id><published>2011-10-10T12:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T12:37:18.281-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current events'/><title type='text'>The Prayer of Columbus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.christianity.com/ChurchHistory/11629896/"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; some historical into about the motivation behind the man who "discovered" America.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-3857689390199634451?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/3857689390199634451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=3857689390199634451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3857689390199634451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3857689390199634451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/10/prayer-of-columbus.html' title='The Prayer of Columbus'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-4245807456448860106</id><published>2011-09-09T13:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T13:13:13.796-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting ready'/><title type='text'>In My Seat - The Pilot Who Got Bumped from Flight 11</title><content type='html'>What a powerful, gripping story.  Watch it to the end.  It's 15.5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="440" height="350" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cLj4akmncsA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-4245807456448860106?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/4245807456448860106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=4245807456448860106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4245807456448860106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4245807456448860106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-my-seat-pilot-who-got-bumped-from.html' title='In My Seat - The Pilot Who Got Bumped from Flight 11'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cLj4akmncsA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-837130172972860757</id><published>2011-09-08T11:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T11:32:44.342-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tongue in cheek'/><title type='text'>My Political Endorsement for President and Why</title><content type='html'>My name is Rick.  There has never been a Rick in the White House before and I think it's time we Rick's got represented.  I really don't know much about his positions, his party or qualifications, but that doesn't matter.  He's Rick and he's got my vote!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for all you people with other first names. But, that's all I'm going to say about that.  So, don't try to confuse me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-837130172972860757?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/837130172972860757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=837130172972860757' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/837130172972860757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/837130172972860757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-political-endorsement-for-president.html' title='My Political Endorsement for President and Why'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-722090282904403770</id><published>2011-09-07T16:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T16:38:55.812-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfulness'/><title type='text'>Aerial Spraying For Mosquitoes Planned</title><content type='html'>An aerial spray operation has been scheduled this week for over 50,000 acres within Dare County to help reduce the number of mosquitoes resulting from flooding caused by Hurricane Irene. The aerial application will begin Thursday evening, September 8 at approximately 6:30pm and continue until about 2:00am, weather permitting. September 9th and 10th will be back up days in case of bad weather. The aerial application may take 2 days to complete. Dibrom® is the pesticide being applied at the rate of 0.75 fluid ounces per acre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aerial spray operation is being conducted in response to surveillance findings that indicate greatly increased mosquito populations and also due to the limited road accessibility in portions of the County.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although a person's chances of experiencing any health effects from spraying are very low, the Dare County Department of Public Health offers the following steps to reduce exposure to pesticides during spraying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Remain indoors when pesticides are sprayed in your immediate area.&lt;br /&gt;• Close windows and doors before spraying begins.&lt;br /&gt;• Wash homegrown fruits and vegetables before eating.&lt;br /&gt;• Should you feel you are experiencing health effects from spraying, please consult your doctor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information, please contact Dare County Department of Public Health at 252-475-5003 or Dare County Public Works at 252-475-5880.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Melody C. Clopton, SPHR&lt;br /&gt;Management Assistant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-722090282904403770?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/722090282904403770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=722090282904403770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/722090282904403770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/722090282904403770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/09/aerial-spraying-for-mosquitoes-planned.html' title='Aerial Spraying For Mosquitoes Planned'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-2155142683527731996</id><published>2011-09-06T08:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T08:25:53.794-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my country'/><title type='text'>Show That You Have Not Forgotten September 11</title><content type='html'>The 10th anniversary of September 11, 2001 is this Sunday.  Here are some practical things you can do to show you have not forgotten the acts of heroism shown that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly your flag.  Do you remember how many Americans displayed Old Glory in the days following 9-11?  And don’t wait until Sunday.  Put it out early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replace tattered flags.  Check out the flag flying at your place of business and the businesses you frequent.  If they are tattered, ask that they be replaced with a new flag.   And suggest places (Scout troops and the American Legion, for example) to give the “retired” flag.  They’ll see it is retired with proper dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say “Thanks” to a cop, firefighter or EMT/paramedic.  9-11, designated by Pres. Bush as “Patriot Day” is their equivalent of Memorial Day and Veterans Day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provide a meal or a dessert and take it to your local Fire Department.  If a meal, it’s a good idea to let them know early in the day.  Police, for obvious reasons, tend not to accept food from the public.  But a gift card to a local eatery works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your kids make thank you cards for your police, fire and EMS stations.  They’ll be grateful and will put them up for all to see.  No kids?  Drop by with a card yourself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attend a 9-11 ceremony or church service.  Many municipalities are hosting ceremonies.  And many churches are honoring public safety on that day.  My department is having a ceremony at 8:30 AM followed by breakfast.  And my church is honoring and remembering public safety heroes at our 9 and 11 worship gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for our country and her leaders.  Terrorism continues to exist.  Our leaders need wisdom from on high as they serve to protect freedom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-2155142683527731996?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/2155142683527731996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=2155142683527731996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2155142683527731996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2155142683527731996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/09/show-that-you-have-not-forgotten.html' title='Show That You Have Not Forgotten September 11'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-7836084447966017046</id><published>2011-09-05T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T11:28:12.405-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Values'/><title type='text'>Some Biblical Thoughts on Labor</title><content type='html'>Today is Labor Day.  For me, it’s a holiday, for which I am grateful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said that when life is built on the foundation of His words it becomes a life able to withstand the storms that invariable come.  God’s Word is not silent about a good work ethic.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will surely eat what your hands have worked for.  You will be happy, and it will go well for you. – Ps. 128:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is profit in all hard work, but endless talk leads only to poverty. - Prov. 14:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slacker’s craving will kill him because his hands refuse to work. - Prov. 21:25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing better for man than to eat, drink, and to enjoy his work. I have seen that even this is from God’s hand. - Ecc. 2:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also the gift of God whenever anyone eats, drinks, and enjoys all his efforts. – Ecc. 3:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I have seen to be good: it is appropriate to eat, drink, and experience good in all the labor one does under the sun during the few days of his life God has given him, because that is his reward. &lt;br /&gt;God has also given riches and wealth to every man, and He has allowed him to enjoy them, take his reward, and rejoice in his labor. This is a gift of God, for he does not often consider the days of his life because God keeps him occupied with the joy of his heart. - Ecc. 5:18-20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever your hands find to do, do with ‹all› your strength, because there is no work, planning, knowledge, or wisdom in Sheol where you are going. – Ecc. 9:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to Me, all of you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.  All of you, take up My yoke and learn from Me, because I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for yourselves.  For My yoke is easy and My burden is light. - Matt. 11: 28-30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, my dear brothers, be steadfast, immovable, always excelling in the Lord’s work, knowing that your labor in the Lord is not in vain. - 1 Cor. 15:58&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thief must no longer steal. Instead, he must do honest work with his own hands, so that he has something to share with anyone in need.  - Eph. 4:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, when we were with you, this is what we commanded you: "If anyone isn’t willing to work, he should not eat." For we hear that there are some among you who walk irresponsibly, not working at all, but interfering with the work ‹of others›. Now we command and exhort such people, by the Lord Jesus Christ, that quietly working, they may eat their own bread. - 2 Thess. 3:10-12&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-7836084447966017046?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/7836084447966017046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=7836084447966017046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/7836084447966017046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/7836084447966017046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/09/some-biblical-thoughts-on-labor.html' title='Some Biblical Thoughts on Labor'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-7633442028990992105</id><published>2011-08-31T08:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T09:15:25.887-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>"I need more hands"</title><content type='html'>That was what Curtis, the deputy fire chief at Stumpy Point said to me yesterday as we were nailing tarps on the roof of a church in that little village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the homes in Stumpy Point were flooded.  Some lost their roofs.  All have suffered damage.  Many of the residents evacuated and are just now returning to find all they own destroyed by water.  Curtis and his dad, who is the fire chief, are doing their best to help out.  As I looked at Curtis and listened to him tell the stories all I could see and hear was his own exhaustion and sense of being the Dutch boy with his finger in the dike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little communities on the Outer Banks like this have no real local government infrastructure.   They're rural communities, who are communities in the real sense.  Stumpy Point is our most "isolated" community here in Dare County, separated by miles from the rest of us and surrounded by water.  On a normal day it is a most beautiful spot.  After a hurricane, it more resembles something from the Apocalypse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roads have just been opened.  Cell service is pretty much non-existent.  Mosquitoes, snakes and turtles are abundant.  And so is the need.  These are proud watermen, the kind of people who have been self-sufficient for centuries.   Hard working and resilient they are.  But now they are in something they never imagined and the likes of which no one can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;County-wide the needs are overwhelming.  Great resources are being put to work to restore power, water, food, ice, and especially roads down on Hatteras Island.  Ferries loaded with necessities are going throughout the day to supply them, and I'm glad for it.  But right before the ferry dock is a little village that seems to be neglected and has enormous needs as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your church or group is looking for somewhere to go, please consider Stumpy Point.  You'll meet some wonderful, God-fearing people who have lost all their material possessions but not their spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm with you, Curtis.  I could use a few more hands this week myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-7633442028990992105?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/7633442028990992105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=7633442028990992105' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/7633442028990992105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/7633442028990992105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-need-more-hands.html' title='&quot;I need more hands&quot;'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-6192595350596139537</id><published>2011-08-29T10:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T10:07:10.254-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>In the Aftermath of Irene</title><content type='html'>We are partnering with NC Baptist Men's Disaster Relief agency to make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://downloads.cbn.com/cbnnewsplayer/cbnplayer.swf?aid=25156" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-6192595350596139537?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/6192595350596139537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=6192595350596139537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6192595350596139537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6192595350596139537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-aftermath-of-irene.html' title='In the Aftermath of Irene'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-5377713281773870164</id><published>2011-08-17T12:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T12:47:49.239-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soap Box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>A Gracious Response to the "Disciples of Intolerance"</title><content type='html'>Once again, those who want everyone else to tolerate them demonstrate how intolerant they are.  This time they put pressure on a leading business executive to not speak at Willow Creek's Leadership summit.  And he bowed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the video, Pastor Bill Hybels graciously explains the position of his church.  I hope you'll watch and listen carefully.  I've used the same explanation, that at Nags Head Church we don't ask anyone at the door their beliefs or about their sexual lives.  Everyone here, as they are at Willow Creek, is welcome to attend and hear the Gospel.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MFhSfr13Y6o" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-5377713281773870164?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/5377713281773870164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=5377713281773870164' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5377713281773870164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5377713281773870164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/08/gracious-response-to-disciples-of.html' title='A Gracious Response to the &quot;Disciples of Intolerance&quot;'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MFhSfr13Y6o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-5404450010278830218</id><published>2011-08-13T21:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T21:27:32.979-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>Operation Backpack 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/27668064?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" frameborder="0" height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/27668064"&gt;Operation Backpack 2011&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/nagsheadchurch"&gt;Nags Head Church&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-5404450010278830218?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/5404450010278830218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=5404450010278830218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5404450010278830218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5404450010278830218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/08/operation-backpack-2011.html' title='Operation Backpack 2011'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-1800087222314109389</id><published>2011-08-02T14:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T22:24:41.540-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soap Box'/><title type='text'>Tiptoeing Through the Tulips</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }table.MsoNormalTable { font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; &lt;/style&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you know me, you know I love to laugh and have fun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But on those rare days when I’m angry and, as we say in the South, “ill” in mood, it’s often because I’ve allowed negative or critical people to ruin my day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Note I didn’t say &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; ruined my day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;allowed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; them to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But there are some folks who seem to thrive on being offended by the most insignificant things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Another driver cuts him off and he takes it personally – personal enough that he speeds up beside the offender to look at him (or her) with a menacing glare or one-finger salute.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The server at the restaurant waits on the table that arrived after they did first and now the entire meal is ruined..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her covered vegetable dish at the church dinner somehow was mixed in with the desserts and was largely ignored.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;She’ll never speak to the covered-dish-table committee again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, here are ten lessons I’m learning from experience about how to avoid being easily offended.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Don’t be so quick to judge another’s motives.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In fact, realize that unless you can see within another’s heart (something only God can do), judging their motives is impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Not everyone is like you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some people assume that everyone else thinks like them – especially those who are dishonest and untrustworthy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, if I’m a liar, I believe everyone else is as well, so I trust no one.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I’m a thief, I expect people to steal from me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Figure out something else to do with that chip on your shoulder.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Daring the rest of the world to look at you or challenge your thinking can’t be a fun way to live.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The chip is there because you have some warped sense of needing to be defensive.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Find a way to get rid of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;No one enjoys walking on eggshells. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Life’s too short to constantly be scared of being taken the wrong way by a thin-skinned narcissist.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m going to have fun and attempt to be myself.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Here’s a fact of life: neither you nor I are the center of anyone’s universe (except maybe our own…).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Really, who actually lives to offend others?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m sure there are some truly mean to the bone people in this world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I don’t know any.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, I remember one guy in college.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I think he was just immature.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But if I did, I’d just steer clear of them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most people don’t mean to offend or hurt.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, if you’re offended consider that maybe it isn’t them that has the problem, but you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;Be confident in who you are.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God created you to become a person of significance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unless you’re a total jerk, it’s doubtful that everyone is in a conspiracy against you. Guess what?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They’re not.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Until you grasp that, you’ll always think there’s a target on your back. Isn’t that paranoia?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Get real.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Be reasonable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Chances are the vegetable dish wound up with the desserts accidentally. Isn’t it possible that you have simply taken something the wrong way?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;Learn to laugh at yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Life’s too short to take everything so seriously.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If everyone is laughing at you, maybe you should join them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And if they’re laughing, it’s because they can see the humor in life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most of the dumb things I do are trivial, not life altering.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of my oft quoted sayings is, “Rick, you’re such a dufus.”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Really…is your name Charlie Brown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;Get the burr out of your saddle.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you’re easily irritated, get up and find out the root of your irritation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And likely you won’t have to look beyond your own dissatisfaction with yourself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It the source is avoidable, then avoid it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If not, then get to work on making the situation better.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;Even if your day is ruined that’s no excuse to ruin someone else’s.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nobody wants to hear your whining.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sorry, but it’s true.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t be surprised if people head the other direction when you walk into the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;If what somebody said/did seems out of character, it probably was.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Give them the benefit of the doubt.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But maybe your interpretation totally doesn’t match their intent.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everyone has a “bad day”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe they just slipped.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Extend some grace.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let it go.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Get over it and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oops.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think I hear egg shells cracking…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-1800087222314109389?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/1800087222314109389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=1800087222314109389' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/1800087222314109389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/1800087222314109389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/08/tiptoeing-through-tulips.html' title='Tiptoeing Through the Tulips'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-2159722502548810652</id><published>2011-07-21T12:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T13:11:12.154-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relevance'/><title type='text'>Remember Travel Agencies?</title><content type='html'>Years ago, if I had to take a trip that involved a flight, I found the simplest way to book the tickets was to go to a travel agent.  My local agent would look on her computer at the airlines and find the flight that best suited my need.  Since I either didn't have a computer at the time, the travel agent saved me time on the phone shopping with various airlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She would select my flight, book my rental car and make the hotel reservations right there from her desk.  It was simple.  All I had to do was either drive to her office or call her on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was an abundance of agencies in the area competing for my business.  Every shopping center, it seemed had a travel agent renting a storefront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I looked up Travel Agents in the yellow pages.  Guess what?  In our phone book there is one listed...something called "Cruises Inc".  One, and they specialize in one thing.    What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you know the answer.  The internet, with .coms like Travelocity, CheapSeats, Kayak, etc. put the travel agent out of business.  Now I can book my flights, rent my car, and reserve my room or choose my cabin online in the comfort of my home at my convenience.  I haven't been to a travel agent in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the travel agents, but it's not a bad thing.  It's just the way technology has changed how we do life.  Convenience, as far as I'm concerned, is a good thing in my busy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who writes checks anymore? Most of us no longer carry cash, but use a debit card.  Our regular household bills are paid by automatic bank withdrawal. That's another way technology has changed how we do life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most areas of life, the church is usually the last to catch on.  (Are you still sitting on 17th century pews?)  At my church we have web sites, blogs and more than one Facebook group.  So, we're not totally in the dark ages.  But, I'm pleased that starting this week our church has just made online giving an option for our congregation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did it take us this long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we'll continue to pass the offering bag around.  Some prefer to bring their tithes to "the storehouse" in person, and that's cool.  But for those of us who are apt to forget to bring it physically, we'll now be able to send it electronically.  And that's cool, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-2159722502548810652?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/2159722502548810652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=2159722502548810652' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2159722502548810652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2159722502548810652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/07/remember-travel-agencies.html' title='Remember Travel Agencies?'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-5906816254443727610</id><published>2011-06-27T15:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T16:00:35.766-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soap Box'/><title type='text'>Hate the sin; Love the sinner.  Easier said than done.</title><content type='html'>If we denounce the sin, the sinner takes it personally.  And why shouldn't he/she?  No one wants to be judged as wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we dare declare something right vs. wrong we're told by the disciples of the religion of tolerance that we are intolerant, and that they will not tolerate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we speak a word of disagreement with pop culture or political correctness we are told, "This is 2011!", as though a changing calendar makes changing morality right.  I'm resolve to being a dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was recently told in a public forum where I shared my views (in a matter of fact but non-judgmental way), that if I wanted to live in a theocracy then I should emigrate!  Believe me...I'm looking forward to that day.  And I think it's sooner than later.  At least I hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-5906816254443727610?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/5906816254443727610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=5906816254443727610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5906816254443727610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5906816254443727610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/06/hate-sin-love-sinner-easier-said-than.html' title='Hate the sin; Love the sinner.  Easier said than done.'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-5136977023911539743</id><published>2011-05-30T14:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T14:13:00.445-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soap Box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hypocrisy'/><title type='text'>When Your Focus is on the Gnats You Miss the Camel in Your Drink</title><content type='html'>Over the years our church has been blessed by the gifts and talents of a brother who has given his life to portraying great preachers of the past as well as Bible characters.  His ministry is a combination of acting and preaching.  It’s quite effective, spiritually moving and very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, preparing to minister in our church on a Sunday morning, he contacted another local pastor about coming to his church that evening.  In previous years and in another locale/church he had ministered in that pastor’s congregation, and felt they had a good relationship.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that pastor said, “No.  We can’t use you here.”  His reasoning?  “You’ll be at Nags Head Church on Sunday morning.  For you to then speak in our church would be confusing to our people.”  Although his church and ours are essentially the same in beliefs, we choose to affiliate with a group of Baptist churches he deems to be less then orthodox.  I’m sure he also does not approve of our lack of dress code and musical preferences either.  So because of who WE are and that they judged us to be wrong, he and his church chose to separate themselves from our actor/evangelist brother.  Too bad for them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary separation is the practice of withholding fellowship or association with another Christian – not because of sin or unorthodox beliefs - but because he/she has fellowshipped/associated with someone you deem to be wrong or apostate in some way.  Usually it’s about crossing doctrinal lines.  But it can also be about methodology, denominationalism or other such minors.   Because it takes the idea of separation one degree beyond personal experience it is called “secondary”.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who hold to this level of being separated from “the world” are apt to conjure up what isn’t real or true about someone.  In their imaginations they conclude that because someone ministered to a particular group or attended a meeting in a particular place where there were infidels (whether real or contrived) that they, too, have bought into the apostasy or have united with anti-Christ.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their fear then, is that by welcoming this brother to share God’s Word with their congregation, they indirectly endorse everywhere he’s been and everyone to whom he has previously ministered.   When that happens their “separation badge of honor” is taken down off their wall and replaced with “compromisers”.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s where we go when we choose to major on the minors.  Jesus said to the legalists of His day, “Blind guides! You strain your water so you won’t accidentally swallow a gnat, but you swallow a camel!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’m wrong, but why or how can you come out and be separate from something you’ve never joined?  Two years ago I preached a funeral in a Catholic church.  I don’t think that “confused” any of my flock at Nags Head.  At least I hope not!  They know what I believe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, today, with the plethora of internet blogs and sites added to the preponderance of radio talk show hosts babbling once conspiracy theory after another; and added to that the reality that as time marches on we are drawing closer to the end of the world (that breeds its own class of left field teaching), it’s no surprise that well-intentioned (but gullible) Christians are living in fear of anything “different” and fall prey to legalistic views of separation (that can lead to a cultic isolationism) and false teachings.  In fact, this is how cults are born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, when Jesus’ disciples were out and about, they apparently came across someone who was doing ministry in Jesus’ name, yet wasn’t following “them”.  In other words, this person they did not know wasn’t part of their group.  Jesus didn’t seem concerned.  In fact, His reply was, “Don’t stop him, because there is no one who will perform a miracle in My name who can soon afterwards speak evil of Me.  For whoever is not against us is for us.” (Mark 9:39-40)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s not be guilty of swatting at gnats when we could be in the path of a stampeding camel.  Make the main thing the main thing.  Let God sort out the rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-5136977023911539743?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/5136977023911539743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=5136977023911539743' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5136977023911539743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5136977023911539743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-your-focus-is-on-gnats-you-miss.html' title='When Your Focus is on the Gnats You Miss the Camel in Your Drink'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-2258347963595306389</id><published>2011-05-28T16:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T14:47:35.059-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Values'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my country'/><title type='text'>Some gave all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zf_0u93OH_4/TeFfG3XhGOI/AAAAAAAABnY/39ASOuFMd4w/s1600/braveofthehome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zf_0u93OH_4/TeFfG3XhGOI/AAAAAAAABnY/39ASOuFMd4w/s320/braveofthehome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611871182226790626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Memorial Day, originally called Decoration Day, is a day of remembrance for those who have died in our nation's service.&lt;/b&gt;  There are many stories as to its actual beginnings, with over two dozen  cities and towns laying claim to being the birthplace of Memorial Day.  There is also evidence that organized women's groups in the South were  decorating graves before the end of the Civil War: a hymn published in  1867, "Kneel Where Our Loves are Sleeping"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info on the history and meaning of Memorial Day, click &lt;a href="http://www.usmemorialday.org/backgrnd.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While many confuse it as a day to honor veterans, (their day comes November 11)  Memorial Day is a day of remembering those who died while in military service for our country and the many other countries America has liberated, and continues to liberate fro tyranny to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many communities host Memorial Day ceremonies.  If you have young children or grandchildren, consider taking the to such a ceremony on Monday to teach them what a great price has been paid for their freedoms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-2258347963595306389?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/2258347963595306389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=2258347963595306389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2258347963595306389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2258347963595306389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/05/memorial-day-originally-called.html' title='Some gave all...'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zf_0u93OH_4/TeFfG3XhGOI/AAAAAAAABnY/39ASOuFMd4w/s72-c/braveofthehome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-4124017323964596927</id><published>2011-05-24T14:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T14:13:09.165-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting ready'/><title type='text'>Camping's New Spin: Saturday was a "Spiritual Judgment"</title><content type='html'>Deluded Harold Camping, a man who thinks He's out-smarted Jesus by determining the date of the "rapture", has come up with the reason why he miscalculated. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget that this same man predicted a rapture to happen in 1994. When it didn't happen, he used the same excuse..."I miscalculated".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, he claims that the May 21 apparent "non-event" was actually God's day of "spiritual judgment" on the earth. "Spiritual", of course, meaning, "something we could not see". The rapture, he tells us, will come on October 21, the day he earlier predicted as the day the earth would be consumed by a fire ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, he could be right. October 21 might be the day the trumpet sounds and those in Christ are called up to meet Him in the air. Or, it could be today, or tomorrow or any day, for that matter. We don't (and can't) know, said Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Camping's reason for Saturday's confusion - a "spiritual judgment" - belies his poor grasp at best of what is called in theological terms "soteriology": the doctrine of salvation. Orthodox Christianity teaches that the sins of mankind were judged in Christ as He hung on the cross. That judgment ushered in a period of God's grace wherein any man or woman can by faith accept Christ's salvation and have his or her sin forgiven. And that time of grace will continue until Christ appears in His second advent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if Jesus didn't return Saturday, that means we still live in this gracious time when "whosoever will" may receive God's forgiveness and know that their sins were judged in Him and paid for by His death. If, as Camping would have us believe, God spiritually judged all on earth who have not received Christ, then there is no more option of salvation for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, not only has Camping stepped out on a limb, he has cut it off behind him. No one who believes in historic Christianity will accept his view. Long ago he cast off any submission to a local church.  Now he has ventured further off the straight path and has moved into the cultic arena of heresy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, people will choose to believe him. But happily, there still remains God's grace for the Gospel of Jesus to give new and everlasting life to all who will by faith trust in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the message we need to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-4124017323964596927?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/4124017323964596927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=4124017323964596927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4124017323964596927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4124017323964596927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/05/campings-new-spin-saturday-was.html' title='Camping&apos;s New Spin: Saturday was a &quot;Spiritual Judgment&quot;'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-4198761982870296721</id><published>2011-05-17T12:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T10:49:17.815-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soap Box'/><title type='text'>Do we close our eyes to the poor?</title><content type='html'>In recent years at Nags Head Church we’ve made intentional efforts to reach out to the poor and needy in our community. Some of the organized efforts have been:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * giving school supplies away through Operation BackPack;&lt;br /&gt;    * giving away winter coats&lt;br /&gt;    * Donating to Interfaith Community Outreach, which acts as a clearinghouse for dispensing funds to people with needs in Dare Co.;&lt;br /&gt;    * Participating in Ruthie’s Kitchen, which provides a weekly meal in the winter months to the hungry;&lt;br /&gt;    * Hosting the homeless for a week at a time through A Room at the Inn;&lt;br /&gt;    * Encouraging the church to participate in the Advent Conspiracy.&lt;br /&gt;    * Cleaned out the homes and yards of flood victims.&lt;br /&gt;    * Food pantry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’ve wondered why we do such things. Isn’t our primary task to evangelize the world? Someone asked me this question recently and said that American churches shouldn’t be doing “social” ministries. It was also suggested that our church is in danger of gravitating away from the Gospel to a “social gospel” by these outreaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term “social gospel” was something applied to liberal, mainstream churches in the mid 20th century who reached out to the poor, especially in 3rd world countries with social projects – building hospitals, providing food and clean water – those kinds of things, and saw those kinds of good deeds as sharing the gospel. The criticism of them was that they were not leading men and women to Christ. They were taking care of physical needs, not spiritual needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reaction of the evangelical and fundamentalist churches in America was to go the other direction. Rather than meet physical needs of food, clothing, shelter and medical needs, churches only preached to the poor. So what you had were two extremes. One giving the necessities of life without giving the Gospel; the other ignoring the hunger and poverty but telling them Jesus loves them. My guess is that both had right motives. But that the right thing to do is to bring them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, let's get direction from the Scriptures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God required His people Israel to give to the poor. When they harvested their crops they were to leave the corners of their fields unharvested and allow the poor to come and freely glean from their fields. (Lev. 23:22)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They weren’t to withhold giving to the poor when they had resources to give. Give generously to the poor, not grudgingly, for the LORD your God will bless you in everything you do. 11There will always be some in the land who are poor. That is why I am commanding you to share freely with the poor and with other Israelites in need. (Deut. 15:10-11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job’s testimony was that he "rescued the poor man who cried out for help, and the fatherless child who had no one to support him" (29:12) and "I was eyes to the blind and feet to the lame." (29:15-16a) It seems Job was saying, “All this is good and what God expects of me, a rich man”. He knew that the very character of God is to care for the poor and the hungry. (Job 31:16-23)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some might argue, “But that was Old Testament Law and applied to Israel, not us”. OK. My first response might be, “So has that heart of God toward the poor changed? And if so, how do you know that?” My second response would be, “OK. So what then about Jesus’ teaching? Isn’t that for us?” So, what did Jesus say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you give a lunch or a dinner, don’t invite your friends, your brothers, your relatives, or your rich neighbors, because they might invite you back, and you would be repaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary, when you host a banquet, invite those who are poor, maimed, lame, or blind. And you will be blessed, because they cannot repay you; for you will be repaid at the resurrection of the righteous." - Lk. 14:12-14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be perfect…go, sell your belongings and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow Me. - Mt. 19:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems extremely clear (to anyone looking with spiritual eyes) that Jesus was telling us to give to the poor. How can that be hard to see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our economy so crippled, the question shouldn't be "Why do we give to the poor", but "How can we not address the needs of the poor?". At NHC we have never preached a “social gospel”. The only Gospel we preach is Christ crucified, buried and risen. But as we give to the poor we do so “in Jesus’ name”, saying to those who receive, “Here’s a church that cares about you.” We give out gospel literature; we invite them to come and see what we believe; we pray with them and offer them hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I’m hoping we do even more giving and at the same time be even more intentional with evangelizing at the same time. But to close our eyes to the needy and to not see the opportunities to share the gospel and the opportunities that giving opens, or to say it’s not something we should be doing as an American church is missing the heart of Christ. Someone said, “I won’t care how much you know until I know how much you care.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we’ll continue to find ways to show Christ to the poor in our community. And when they wonder why we give things away, the answer is simple: because it’s what Jesus wants us to do. We don’t apologize at all for caring for the poor. It seems that when we do care we are closely following His footsteps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-4198761982870296721?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/4198761982870296721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=4198761982870296721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4198761982870296721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4198761982870296721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/05/do-we-close-our-eyes-to-poor.html' title='Do we close our eyes to the poor?'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-8971001820385594231</id><published>2011-05-09T09:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T09:28:05.823-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>The Toughest Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "Times New Roman"; }@font-face {   font-family: "TimesNewRomanPSMT"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }table.MsoNormalTable { font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m no psychologist.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I did take enough psych classes in college to remember Freud’s concept of id, ego and super-ego.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not that I find Freud the “go-to” guy in matters of the “heart”, but there is something to be said about our innate desire to elevate our own desires above others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His “ego” helps explain human self-centeredness and selfishness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Of course, it wasn’t a 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century Austrian neurologist who came up with the notion that we are basically driven by our own desire to be king (or queen) of the mountain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It harkens all the way back to the very first of our species to inhabit earth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When Satan, in the form of a snake tempted Eve with the forbidden fruit, his enticement that broke down her resistance was the lie that she would be like God once she ate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, seeking our own way is really part of our heritage.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s in our DNA, so to speak.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We can’t help it!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s who we are.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s what we do…naturally.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The craze in our culture for “reality” TV has brought selfishness to the forefront, hasn’t it?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you seen those bridezilla shows?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wow!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But then, don’t we feed that kind of thing?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“It’s your wedding day, sweetheart.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s all about you.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now maybe you’re one of those people who learned early in life that you weren’t the center of the universe.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whether that was because of incredibly effective parenting or you chalk it up to your “personality”, you are amazing and rare.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My hunch is that most of us truly battle with wanting the world to revolve around “me”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My observation is that most of us see self-centeredness for what it is, but that some go through life blinded by their own need to be affirmed and catered to by everyone else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Something in me nauseates my soul when I realize I want it all my way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It must be that when you take a look at our Savior you find the direct opposite of someone who lived for self.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His mission was not to be served, He said, but to serve.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When He was challenged about His agenda He said He had come not to do His own will but the will of His father.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When His closest friends totally missed the lessons He was trying to get through to them He didn’t give up on them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once, when an opportunity was given Him to exercise legal authority that was His and condemn a guilty lawbreaker to death, He instead chose to gently and compassionately extend grace.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Faced with impending arrest, torture and death, His request in prayer was for His own will to be submissive to His Father’s.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Later that night, as those closest to Him betrayed, then abandoned and denied Him, He completed His mission on their behalves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There was not a self-centered cell in His body.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not a bad example to follow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Someone noted for following Christ was a former egomaniac with a self-appointed calling to destroy the movement Jesus began.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But once He came to know the very one he had hated, his life was changed in a radical way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To the Galatian churches he penned these words that so well describe a better way to live than for self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;“My old self has been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me. So I live in this earthly body by trusting in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I see myself as dead to self because of the new life given to me by Christ then and only then can I abandon self-centeredness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It may be the toughest lesson in life to learn:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“It’s not about me”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But once it is embraced life becomes a smile instead of a pout.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-8971001820385594231?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/8971001820385594231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=8971001820385594231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8971001820385594231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8971001820385594231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/05/toughest-lesson.html' title='The Toughest Lesson'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-3173818566300695270</id><published>2011-05-04T21:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T21:19:29.825-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }table.MsoNormalTable { font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This past weekend found me transported back in time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Way back!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was on the West Coast for a reunion.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Forty years ago, when I was a 15-year-old sophomore in high school my family moved from Northern Virginia to Southern California.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We moved in the middle of the school year to a place where we literally knew no one.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most people might think that would be a traumatic experience for an adolescent, but not so for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That move proved to be a most positive life-change for me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because our family was Christian, Mom and Dad made sure the first Sunday we were in town we found a church to attend.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Guess what?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was not just any church…it was the right church for us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And for the next 19 months that we lived there the influence of that church – especially the youth of the church – played a huge role in shaping my life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So now, every few years the youth group of that era in the 1970’s get together to re-connect.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What’s most interesting is that the church no longer exists, but there indeed is a “tie that binds”, even four decades later.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Reunions are great times, whether they are family, school, military units, whatever.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Rekindling those relationships forged long ago brings great joy as we hear each other’s stories, both old and new.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Reunion is also part of the Christian faith.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The “blessed hope” of the believer is that one day we will be reunited in heaven forever with those who have gone before us, and most importantly, we’ll be in the presence of the Lord.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s something we anticipated.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What will happen then?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, one thing is that we will be changed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As my long ago friends and I began to gather Saturday it became clear that we weren’t quite the same as we were in high school!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A few more pounds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A bit less hair.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Glasses adorned most faces.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were the same people…but different.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Age does that!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Bible tells us that when we get to heaven a transformation will take place in our bodies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Paul encouraged the Corinthian church with these words about that future day: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Listen! I am telling you a&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;mystery: We will not all fall asleep, but we will all be changed, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised incorruptible, and we will be changed.” – 1 Corinthians 15:51-52&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We won’t be the same, yet we’ll recognize each other.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had no problem at the reunion recognizing long ago friends – even those I had not seen since 1973.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In heaven, although we’ll be given perfect bodies, they will somehow still be recognizable to those who knew us and “we’ll be known as we are known”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Different, but greatly improved!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe best of all the lame will walk, the blind will see.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our physical limitations and handicaps will be gone forever.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you belong to Jesus the Holy Spirit lives within you as the guarantee that you’ll arrive at your heavenly destination safely and forever.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s where Jesus is and all who have died before you in Him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It will be a time of great reunion.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The good news is that Christ is preparing heaven right now for all who have put their trust in Him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And He guarantees they will arrive there one day safe and sound.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The old hymn says, “What a day of rejoicing that will be!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hope to see you there!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-3173818566300695270?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/3173818566300695270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=3173818566300695270' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3173818566300695270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3173818566300695270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/05/reunion.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-3222544991910661721</id><published>2011-04-25T08:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T08:15:12.305-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Post-resurrection transformations</title><content type='html'>Imagine the reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s still early in the day.  Already at least four of your closest friends have seen with your own eyes proof that you are alive.  After seeing it for themselves they went back to the rest of their friends, who were hiding in fear, and told them what they saw and heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I saw an angel roll the stone away.  He said He was not there and I peeked in to see for myself.  And it was true!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When I arrived the tomb was opened, just like Mary had said.  I was too scared to look inside, but then Peter got there and went inside.  He was gone!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When the earth quaked and the angel rolled away the stone the Roman soldiers guarding the tomb passed out with fear!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I went inside to see for myself.  There was the burial cloth still lying there.  And, get this – the cloth that had covered His head was neatly folded and in another place!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I lingered after the men left.  While I wept, believing His body had been stolen, He spoke my name.  I turned and it was Him!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first eyewitnesses of Jesus’ resurrection did not initially believe, even though Jesus had predicted exactly what would happen. "Listen! We are going up to Jerusalem.  The Son of Man will be handed over to the chief priests and the scribes, and they will condemn Him to death. Then they will hand Him over to the Gentiles, and they will mock Him, spit on Him, flog Him, and kill Him, and He will rise after three days." - Mark 10:33-34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do just exactly what you said you would do.  It’s proven to eyewitnesses who are also your friends.  They say they believe you are who you say you are.  But when it comes to actually believing?  They hide in fear and doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the disciples were in seclusion, fearful they would be next on the most wanted list for crucifixion, Jesus met with them post-resurrection for the first time.  There He was, standing in the same room – a room they had secured by locking the doors.  Yet locked doors, like tombstones, were no match for the supernatural.  Still, some doubted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know his story.  Poor Thomas.  He’s infamous for one blunder.  He doubted and expressed his disbelief.  Likely more were thinking, “Yeah.  What Thomas said”.  Then Jesus held out his hands and challenged him to touch the crucifixion wounds in His hands, feet and side.  That challenge changed Thomas from doubter to worshipper.  “My Lord and my God”, he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of them emerged those post-resurrection days the same.  The fears and doubts were erased by the fact that Christ had risen from the dead.  How can that not fill you with confidence?  They walked and talked with Him – even ate with Him – again as they had done before His death.&lt;br /&gt;Then He commissioned them to not only be changed themselves, but to tell everyone they met that they, too, could be changed forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many who gave something up for Lent in preparation for the resurrection were glad to see those forty days finally pass so they could go back to whatever it was they had temporarily surrendered.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter isn’t just a once a year reason to go to church then be free to go back to life the same as you were before.  It’s about celebrating new life, not a return to the old.  Don’t let another just come and go with nothing to show for it but some Peeps to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-3222544991910661721?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/3222544991910661721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=3222544991910661721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3222544991910661721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3222544991910661721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/04/post-resurrection-transformations.html' title='Post-resurrection transformations'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-4974792804570264494</id><published>2011-04-22T15:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T15:48:07.847-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chrstianity'/><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>1 Who has believed what we have heard? &lt;br /&gt;    And who has the arm of the LORD been revealed to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    2 He grew up before Him like a young plant &lt;br /&gt;    and like a root out of dry ground.&lt;br /&gt;    He had no form or splendor that we should look at Him,&lt;br /&gt;    no appearance that we should desire Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    3 He was despised and rejected by men, &lt;br /&gt;    a man of suffering who knew what sickness was.&lt;br /&gt;    He was like one people turned away from;&lt;br /&gt;    He was despised, and we didn't value Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    4 Yet He Himself bore our sicknesses,&lt;br /&gt;    and He carried our pains; &lt;br /&gt;    but we in turn regarded Him stricken,&lt;br /&gt;    struck down by God, and afflicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    5 But He was pierced because of our transgressions, &lt;br /&gt;    crushed because of our iniquities; &lt;br /&gt;    punishment for our peace was on Him,&lt;br /&gt;    and we are healed by His wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    6 We all went astray like sheep; &lt;br /&gt;    we all have turned to our own way;&lt;br /&gt;    and the LORD has punished Him&lt;br /&gt;    for the iniquity of us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    7 He was oppressed and afflicted,&lt;br /&gt;    yet He did not open His mouth.&lt;br /&gt;    Like a lamb led to the slaughter&lt;br /&gt;    and like a sheep silent before her shearers,&lt;br /&gt;    He did not open His mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    8 He was taken away because of oppression and judgment;&lt;br /&gt;    and who considered His fate?&lt;br /&gt;    For He was cut off from the land of the living;&lt;br /&gt;    He was struck because of My people's rebellion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    9 They made His grave with the wicked,&lt;br /&gt;    and with a rich man at His death,&lt;br /&gt;    although He had done no violence&lt;br /&gt;    and had not spoken deceitfully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    10 Yet the LORD was pleased to crush Him,&lt;br /&gt;    and He made Him sick. &lt;br /&gt;    When You make Him a restitution offering,&lt;br /&gt;    He will see [His] seed, He will prolong His days,&lt;br /&gt;    and the will of the LORD will succeed by His hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    11 He will see [it] out of His anguish,&lt;br /&gt;    and He will be satisfied with His knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;    My righteous servant will justify many,&lt;br /&gt;    and He will carry their iniquities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    12 Therefore I will give Him the many as a portion,&lt;br /&gt;    and He will receive the mighty as spoil,&lt;br /&gt;    because He submitted Himself to death, &lt;br /&gt;    and was counted among the rebels; &lt;br /&gt;    yet He bore the sin of many &lt;br /&gt;    and interceded for the rebels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Isaiah 53  ca. 700BC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-4974792804570264494?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/4974792804570264494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=4974792804570264494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4974792804570264494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4974792804570264494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-6524644578589315904</id><published>2011-04-04T12:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T15:08:54.276-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><title type='text'>The Mill</title><content type='html'>A good rule of thumb is whenever you hear something and your initial reaction is "I can't believe that!", you probably shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago I was told a friend of mine had made some bad life-changing decisions that pretty much ruined his career and his marriage.  I was shocked and in disbelief.  But until I heard it from the horse's mouth I refused to believe it.  So I asked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the proliferation of email forwards (many that have been floating around for over a decade) about soft drink cans and efforts to remove religious broadcasting from television (a lot of it should be removed) I have learned to do one of two things:  (1) Hit the delete key; (2) check it out on Snopes.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same thing is true on Facebook.  What was it a couple of weeks ago...Adam Sandler died in a skiing accident in Austria or something.  Did I "pass it on"?  No, I simply went to a couple of news outlets (legitimate ones) and saw nothing about Sandler.  It's not that hard to find the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is, we seem to live in a culture that prefers to believe lies.  Some are harmless.  Others bring pain.  It's like we want to see someone brought down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was told of a rumor about my church that had no factual basis, but was created from false assumptions.  Fortunately, the guy who told me is one of our partners, and he told the guy who shared the rumor with him the truth.  I wonder whether he was believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the fact that something false was being said about us that was concocted to hurt our reputation bothered me.  Yet, I know those things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay out of the mill.  Be a truth-seeker, not a rumor spreader.  And please don't send me any forwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-6524644578589315904?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/6524644578589315904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=6524644578589315904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6524644578589315904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6524644578589315904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/04/mill.html' title='The Mill'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-6243439391486234289</id><published>2011-04-01T14:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T15:03:59.754-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><title type='text'>From my perspective</title><content type='html'>Anyone who knows me well knows that possibly my favorite place in all the world is the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia.  The Parkway that meanders along the peaks gives views of the Shenandoah Valley to the west and the Piedmont to the east that are at times breathtaking.  I love it.  From high on the mountain you can see for miles and miles.  At the same time you can see what's right in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've also been down in the Valley - a beautiful place as well.  Yet at the lower elevation my vision doesn't allow me to see as much or things as distant as when I'm higher up.  And if I'm in the forest, surrounded by trees, or in the fog my vision only allows me to see feet away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perspective makes all the difference in the world.  Our opinions, judgments and conclusions are shaped by our view.  And our view is shaped by our life experiences and that which has influence over me.  That would include books I read, sermons I hear, internet blogs and sites I visit, conversations, and just plain things that happen in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, we're told, has ways that are "higher" than our own.  I take that to mean those ways are clearly seen by Him, but because of my perspective they may be mysterious or oblivious to me.  I don't have and will never have His vantage point.  So I accept Him and His ways by faith - the evidence of things hoped for and the substance of things unseen.  That I can (usually) handle.  I'm not God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what about my fellow humans?  Could it be that there are some, who because of their perspective and position - higher than mine - see far more than I?  We sometimes refer to being able to see the "Big Picture", referring to vision that requires a higher elevation.  The CEO of a corporation sees more and what is farther away business-wise than the entry level employee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is true in every area of life, not just business.  It's true spiritually, relationally, corporately, morally.  Some, because of their relative immaturity, like the entry-level mail clerk can only see the mail room.  The chairman of the board sits on the top floor in a corner office with windows looking out.  Someone who has walked with God for years or decades can "see" a bigger picture than a new believer or one whose life is cluttered with "fog" or "trees", which can be other people, emotions, schedule, "baggage" and so on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have leaders in my life that I should respect because they have proven character and a greater perspective than me.  If their character is questionable they shouldn't qualify to be my leaders.  Maybe I don't understand why they do what they do, but that they occupy a "higher" place should cause me to consider their perspective before questioning their judgment or decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the old proverb about not criticizing someone until I've walked in his shoes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-6243439391486234289?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/6243439391486234289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=6243439391486234289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6243439391486234289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6243439391486234289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/04/from-my-perspective.html' title='From my perspective'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-7006239922240242947</id><published>2011-03-29T11:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T12:13:25.438-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity; culture'/><title type='text'>Should they put prayer back in schools?</title><content type='html'>One of the latest Facebook "polls" going around is asking that question.  I don't participate in those kinds of things on FB (primarily because I don't trust that someone isn't using it to hack my account), but I do have an opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No!  Please, no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Let the hammers in the hands of some begin to pound the nails.  I fully expect it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember our class in early elementary school bowing our heads as we stood in line to go to the cafeteria (I think we called it the "lunch room") almost 50 years ago and someone leading us in "God is great, God is good....".  However, that was another America, two generations removed.  It was still the "Leave It to Beaver" era.  And no one (to my knowledge) ever abused the prayer or found it "unconstitutional".  Everyone, it seemed, believed in the God of the Judeo-Christian tradition.  Those who didn't were a huge minority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the 60's things began to rapidly change, didn't they?  Court rulings found such things as prayer in school "unconstitutional" - a violation of the so-called "wall of separation" between church and stated.  So it was stopped in government schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those weren't the only changes, however.  Our nation as a whole, since World War II increasingly became more and more secular.  Families, that had for generations been regular church-goers curbed their attendance to Easter and Christmas, if that.   Organizations led by atheists (remember &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Madalyn_Murray_O%27Hair"&gt;Madelyn&lt;/a&gt; what's her name... She was a real activist before becoming an email forwarded hoax), People for the American Way and the ACLU lobbied and sued to strip any vestiges of religion, especially Christianity, from anything public, despite the efforts of the "Christian right".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That led us into the 21st Century and what has been rightly labeled a "post-Christian America".  Nowadays, if the preacher in the pulpit proclaims the historic orthodox faith of his church he is likely to be criticized by the membership for being intolerant!  Our national religion is pluralism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But won't restoring prayers to the public school life help bring our nation back to God?"  That's the question and reasoning of those who think it would be a good thing.  Our kids need to pray!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.  Who in the government-owned school is going to lead that prayer?  To what "God" is that prayer going to be directed?  Remember, we now embrace multi-culturalism.  So do you really want someone who believes in praying to "Mother Earth" or some other pagan entity leading your child in prayer in school?  When it's Islamic prayer day, do you want your child bowing toward Mecca (so as not to offend the Muslim students) while a prayer to Allah is being said?  That's the only way in the America in which we now live that it would ever happen.  Is that what you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But", some reply, "why not just have a moment of silence and let everyone silently pray to the deity of their own faith?"  Now we're getting somewhere... almost.  But do we even need that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?  There is no law prohibiting a student from praying while in school.  Now, if someone insists the prayers be made aloud and before an entire class or over the intercom, maybe we should read Jesus words on "public" prayers in &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%206:5-8&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Matthew 6&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can stop a student from praying silently before or after a class.  Who said a Christian student can't pray while walking to and from class for his/her classmates and teachers?  No one can stop a student from bowing his/her head in the cafeteria to thank God for the meal.  And there is no law prohibiting like-minded students from gathering &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at the school&lt;/span&gt; before or after classes to pray together.  (Heard of "&lt;a href="http://www.syatp.com/"&gt;See You at the Pole&lt;/a&gt;"?  I just wonder why it's only once a year.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is it that we really want?  The days of Wally and the Beaver are forever gone.  We surrendered our cake by apathy.  It's too late to eat it now.  So, instead of trying to get back what we began to give up three generations ago, why not teach our kids that their ability to pray never stops and that God can hear their hearts' utterances, even in the midst of a geometry exam?  That was when I found myself doing a lot of praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need a regimented time to pray, do we?  If we do, then the real question should be, "Should we put prayer back into the everyday lives of Christians?".  What did Paul mean by "Pray without ceasing"?  Do our kids need someone to tell them when it's the legalized time to pray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the answer should be found in Christian parents and churches teaching students that prayer can happen anywhere at anytime and that the answer to our spiritual needs as a nation won't be provided by legislation.  If it is, can we truly call it prayer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as there are Christian students and teachers in our public schools there will always be prayer in school.  It can't be stopped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-7006239922240242947?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/7006239922240242947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=7006239922240242947' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/7006239922240242947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/7006239922240242947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/03/should-they-put-prayer-back-in-schools.html' title='Should they put prayer back in schools?'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-6784814501738811936</id><published>2011-03-17T09:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T17:54:35.321-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Values'/><title type='text'>Words Have Meaning</title><content type='html'>apostasy -&lt;br /&gt;1: renunciation of a religious faith&lt;br /&gt;2: abandonment of a previous loyalty: defection&lt;br /&gt;(Merriam-Webster.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twice in recent months our elders have been told that our church is headed down the path of "apostasy".  Both times that was the word used.  We were both amazed and offended by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I fully expect that not everyone agrees with or understands the vision and methods of ministry and outreach we utilize to accomplish the purposes God has for us, to bring a charge of  "apostasy" is, indeed, a far stretch and shows a lack of understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Ryrie, a most-respected theologian in evangelical circles, gives the following indicators of apostasy.  I'm quoting him in full, so it is rather lengthy, but I also do not want to pick and choose, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. The doctrinal characteristics of apostasy.&lt;/span&gt; These include at least three: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(a) a denial of the doctrine of the Trinity&lt;/span&gt; (1 John 2:22-23 ); (b) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a denial of the doctrine of the Incarnation of Christ&lt;/span&gt; (1 John 2:22 ; 4:3 ; 2 John 7 ). In John’s day this took the form of denying the true and real humanity of Christ, though it also takes the form of denying the true deity of Christ. Rejecting either the Trinity or the Incarnation denies the existence of the God-Man which is essential to our salvation. If Jesus Christ were not a man He could not have died; but if He were not also God, that death could not atone for sins; (c) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a denial of the doctrine of the return of Christ &lt;/span&gt;(2 Peter 3:4 ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. The Lifestyle characteristics of apostasy.&lt;/span&gt; Defection in doctrine always brings a decline in morals. Paul lists eighteen characteristics of such declension in 2 Timothy 3:1-5 . They are: love of self, love of money, a spirit of pride, blasphemy, disobedience to parents, lack of thankfulness, lack of holiness, lack of natural affection, unceasing enmity so that men cannot be persuaded to enter into treaties with each other, slander, lack of self-control, savagery, opposition to goodness, traitors, headiness (rashness or recklessness), high-mindedness, love of pleasure, a pretense of worship without godliness of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Basic Theology, Chapter 83&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That leads me to the following conclusions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Nags Head Church remains orthodox in our beliefs!  We have defected from none of the above (or from any articles in our statement of faith, for that matter) and continue to hold a high view of Scripture, Christ, Trinity, etc.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nags Head Church maintains a high view of holiness in the life of the church because we hold individuals in the church accountable for their morals.  We still practice church discipline for those who choose to depart from a godly lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Therefore, we must not be "apostate" nor are there any signs, based on Ryrie's summation, that we are headed in that direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Criticisms such as "apostasy" that clearly have no merit are typically generated by sources with an extremist agenda (they abound in the media and online), whether it be a mixture of politics and religion or be from the far left or right.  The Apostle Paul found himself accused of heresies from within and without Christianity, even in those early years.  We should not expect less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Everyone should have access to a dictionary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-6784814501738811936?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/6784814501738811936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=6784814501738811936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6784814501738811936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6784814501738811936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/03/words-have-meaning.html' title='Words Have Meaning'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-5436412897312428557</id><published>2011-03-14T17:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T23:07:07.898-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><title type='text'>Guard Your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guard your heart more than anything else, because the source of your life flows from it.  &lt;/span&gt;Proverbs 4:23 (GWT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us are emotionally wired.  Of course that doesn't mean we all react emotionally the same.  Some of us are fairly calm and even-keeled.  Others, however, wear their feelings on their sleeves and seem to ride a roller coaster, going from emotional heights to depths at the snap of the fingers.  Regardless of how you or I are emotionally predisposed, the bottom line is that we're each responsible to have self-control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's Word says that guarding my "heart" - the seat of my emotions - is a wise thing to do because my heart, more than anything else will determine the direction and passions of my life.  It's why Jesus told us to love God will all our heart.  If my love for Him consumes my "heart" then my emotions will be governed by that love.  And that can only mean my emotions will resemble Christ's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I have met men and women who equate emotional highs and the warm fuzzies with God.  So many are stressed and beaten down by life, poor choices and things that are just out of their control.  Surely, they reason, God can help and they begin looking for Him.  Maybe they start attending church.  After all, isn't that where God shows up?   And there's nothing wrong with seeking after God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe at church a song or a sermon or just the whole experience tugs at their heart strings and while they may be looking for God, what they experienced was mostly or maybe even purely emotional.  The truths of the song, sermon, service may have never penetrated their hearts, but they leave with an overwhelming sense of feeling good.  And they equate that feeling with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opposite can happen as well.  Something happens at church or is said in a sermon that makes them feel bad or angry.  Rather than asking, "Is it possible that what has me upset or angry really God working in me to bring about changes", they walk away hurt, concluding that either God or that church isn't for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why it is so necessary that our "religious experiences" are based on faith and fact, not feelings.  Feelings come and go; rise and fall.  Feelings not only can be  deceptive, they can be destructive to those with the feelings and to those close to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said this about our emotions.   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The human heart is the most deceitful of all things, and desperately  wicked. Who really knows how bad it is?  But I, the LORD, search all  hearts and examine secret motives.  I give all people their due rewards,  according to what their actions deserve. &lt;/span&gt;- Jeremiah 17:9 (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guard your heart.  Give God control over what feeds your emotions.  Know what your hot buttons are and resolve to not put yourself in places or situations where you know they are going to get pushed.  Before you let your emotions get the best of you, calm down and seek the balance that comes with giving your heart's control over to the Holy Spirit.  Let your life and how you react be dictated by faith and fact.  They don't lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a grounded faith based on sound doctrine won't lead you or I to act in ways we'll later regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-5436412897312428557?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/5436412897312428557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=5436412897312428557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5436412897312428557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5436412897312428557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/03/guard-your-heart.html' title='Guard Your Heart'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-6790785534269899750</id><published>2011-03-11T20:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T20:59:14.431-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Apocolyptic</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/s1uO47ZJ-Ws" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because today is my day off, I was able to watch the video and each moment's updates of the double disasters of earthquake and tsunami that plowed through northern Japan.  It was reminiscent of the 2004 disaster in Sumatra, but even felt more dramatic and tragic because we were live and had so many more vantage points from which to view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of the natural disaster are the collateral effects.  As I write there is great anxiety over the prospects of not one but two nuclear disasters as power plants are in danger of melt-down.  Already nuclear-laden steam has been released into the air in order to reduce pressure in the core.  That can't be good, but should the core overheat it could be even worse.  A nuclear disaster, ala Chernobyl could have regional and hemispheric ramifications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roads are impassable for first responders.  Who knows how many dead are scattered about the landscape, trapped in collapsed buildings or floating in the sea?  It is horrible, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, our coast in Hawaii and on the West Coast have been on alert all day for the possibility of seismic sea waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it all happened with precious little or no warning.  We woke to the news utterly surprised and shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen the movie, but I have a friend who, when news such as birds mysteriously dying, or earthquakes, simply says, "2012", referring to the Mayan prediction of the end of the world.  We all chuckle when he says it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I live daily with the belief that an apocalypse is coming.  This planet "groans", the Bible says, waiting for a day of redemption.  Jesus predicted earthquakes and disasters, wars and insurrections would be on the increase.  Makes me wonder about the rash of political upheavals in the Arab world.  John's vision, the last book of the Bible tells of horrible disasters bringing untold loss of life and property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows when?  2012?  I'm not banking on any date setting.  But at least we have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the big question is, "What do you do with the warning?"  Or, "Are you prepared?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't live in fear of "the end of the world" because I have a hope in salvation that God has promised and by His grace has made available to all in Christ.  These words from Paul to Titus give me great hope that no matter what, I'm secure in that grace.  Christ is coming back, and in that I have peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the grace of God has been revealed, bringing salvation to all people.  And we are instructed to turn from godless living and sinful pleasures. We should live in this evil world with wisdom, righteousness, and devotion to God, while we look forward with hope to that wonderful day when the glory of our great God and Savior, Jesus Christ, will be revealed. He gave his life to free us from every kind of sin, to cleanse us, and to make us his very own people, totally committed to doing good deeds.&lt;/span&gt; - Titus 2:11-14 NLT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-6790785534269899750?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/6790785534269899750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=6790785534269899750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6790785534269899750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6790785534269899750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/03/apocolyptic.html' title='Apocolyptic'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/s1uO47ZJ-Ws/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-4488530419799590108</id><published>2011-03-01T10:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T10:56:48.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Toys-R-Us Christians</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My friends, stop thinking like children. Think like mature people and be as innocent as tiny babies.&lt;/span&gt; - 1 Corinthians 14:20 (CEV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the old Toys-R-Us jingle?  "I don't wanna grow up.  I wanna be a Toys-R-Us kid".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 2 toddler grandchildren I'm constantly reminded of the wants and needs of little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't dare leave them alone for fear of their safety.  They don't have the wisdom or discernment about potential dangers yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They want what they want, they want it now and nothing else in their world or yours matters until they get it.  Little children are driven by their own wants (not so much their needs) and have no clue of priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If someone else has it, they want it.  Their world revolves around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They expect to be served.  The concept of serving others comes with maturity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They don't always get it right or finish what they start.  My youngest (22 months) will start counting to ten and decide to skip "7,8,9" and jump from 6 to 10.  Then with excitement she applauds herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attention span?  Forget about it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;None of those are abnormal for little ones.  But eventually, if their growth is normal, they will mature beyond those characteristics.  With nurturing and discipline and love they get to the place where they learn to eat with a fork, share a toy, say "Please" and "Thank you" and see a project through to completion.  That's normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we begin as children of God with a new birth we are babes.  Paul writes about it.  So do Peter and John in their letters.  But they make it very clear that for a Christian to remain in spiritual immaturity is abnormal.  God's plan for each believer is to grow up.  What does that look like?  Here are a few signs of growing up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;An attitude of gratitude toward God and those who have helped them mature.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finding ways to serve His body in ministry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becoming a contributor not a consumer in the church.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looking out for ways to meet others needs and not demanding their own wants be met.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faithfulness at things like communion, giving, sharing their faith, time in the Word, worship and serving.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Putting away old habits and practices and adopting new ones that reflect Christ's work in his/her life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not quitting or walking away because you don't get your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being able to search the Scriptures independently rather than demanding to be fed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeking the truth rather than accepting gossip or making assumptions that are unfounded.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adopting an "It's not about me" lifestyle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I've found it's fun to watch little ones who are little ones act like little ones.  Sure, it is often messy, but it's just a stage.  However, it is no fun to watch someone who should be advancing cling to their security blanket or pacifier and throw temper tantrums when they should be past all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants us to grow and mature spiritually.  It's part of the salvation process we know as "sanctification".  His desire is to complete in us what He started, taking us from infancy to responsible adult.  Paul's words in &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Philippians%202:1-16&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Philippians 2:1-16&lt;/a&gt; say it so well.  (Click on the link to read it now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is never too late to start putting the toys away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-4488530419799590108?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/4488530419799590108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=4488530419799590108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4488530419799590108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4488530419799590108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/03/toys-r-us-christians.html' title='Toys-R-Us Christians'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-5272247045051167900</id><published>2011-02-27T17:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T10:48:20.756-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Click Your Heels Three Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zJ6VT7ciR1o"&gt;So said the kindly witch to Dorothy&lt;/a&gt;.  All the young girl wanted was to return to Kansas...home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some, like my wife live their entire childhoods in one locale, maybe even living in the same house their entire young lives.  They graduate from high school 13 years later with the same classmates from their kindergarten class.  Some have only known one church family their entire lives.  For them, home is easy to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such was not my life.  I was born into a military family. By the time I graduated high school I had lived in 12 different houses/apartments.  In 12 years  I attended 8 different schools.  Grades 6-8 were in three different schools.  Think it's tough being in middle school?  Try having to make all new friends every year.  Then three different high schools in four years.   And from the time I can remember 8 different churches.  Oh yeah, my adolescence included four different church youth groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I must really be messed up!  Or at least I could be.  (Some might say that I am!)  But I'm not so sure being transient wasn't a character building plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just returned from 5 days of going back to the place where I lived from age 3 through age 11.  When I say "place", I mean area.  We lived in six houses in those almost nine years.  My purpose in going back was to capture some sense of "home" that typically escapes military families.   It's a trip I've been wanting to do for some time.  All of my elementary school years - kindergarten through sixth grade - were in this community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly by memory we found all the places I had hoped to see.  Two of the first three houses are gone; one of those replaced by the government with a modern new town home.  (I'm glad to see military families being better cared for, especially during this time of war.)   My first school, Midway Park Elementary is gone.  But the building that house the chapel we attended and the room where I went to kindergarten are still in use.  The old theater I walked to on Saturdays and watched movies and serials for a quarter is still a functioning theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove by the three homes outside of town, in what was then a brand new development in the country.  The church we attended has grown tremendously.  I talked to the pastor at the church (a different church) where I discovered life in Christ as a ten year old boy.  Gail took pictures of me on the field where I played Little League baseball.  Best of all I had dinner with some very dear friends from over 45 years ago who still call me "Ricky".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I have no family there, rekindling those long dormant memories and seeing the places were my life was shaped gave me a feeling like I was home, if just for a few days.   Two months from now I'll have a similar experience when I go to the place where I lived for a period as a teenager 3,000 miles away and have a reunion with more people who helped me become who I am today.  I look forward to seeing some of them for the first time in almost 35 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Christian I'm told in the Bible that I have a home I've never yet seen.  That seems to mean that when I arrive there it will seem like the place where I've always belonged.  And there will be so many I've known throughout this life already there to welcome me.  I look forward to that homecoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home.  It sounds good.  Last week I felt a bit of it, and it felt good!  If you're fortunate to have somewhere to call "home", don't take it for granted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-5272247045051167900?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/5272247045051167900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=5272247045051167900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5272247045051167900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5272247045051167900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/02/click-your-heels-three-times.html' title='Click Your Heels Three Times'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-1117421028608513531</id><published>2011-02-16T09:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T09:34:18.108-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><title type='text'>Parenting by Proxy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Billy Ray Cyrus is an example of parenting by proxy.  God gave your  kids to you to instill within them (by your example) values that will  take them through life.  He did not give that responsibility to a ball  coach, a dance instructor, the school system, day care or even a church  youth pastor.  It's not Disney's fault.  The buck stops with parents.   It doesn't take a village -  too many idiots there. It takes parents.   Parenting by proxy doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Character counts in  parenting probably more than any other facet of life, because it  requires you to make the toughest of decisions, including having to say  "No" when your begged by someone you love and don't want to lose to say  "Yes".  But hopefully parents have garnered wisdom from their life  experiences to know what is good and what is not for their kids.  They  (kids) don't understand that - they don't yet have those life  experiences.  So they pout, argue, threaten, call you the worst names  imaginable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The time to establish those values and  boundaries is not when they are old enough to start challenging them.   So if you are parents of young children or not even a parent yet, now is  the time to put those values down. Write them out.  Hold yourself  accountable.  Be a team with your spouse - your values need to be the  same or your kids will know how to team up with one of you against the  other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm no expert, but I am a parent who has  survived rearing three children.  How do you think I got this gray  hair!  I also learned young from those who had walked the path before  me.   Listen to your elders, parents.  Gain wisdom from God and His  Word.  Surround yourself with other parents who have similar values and  determine that you will be whatever it takes to love and protect the  lives entrusted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;There are no second chances.   Some things you can't control.  But the things you can, you better.   Wishing "Hannah Montana" never happened is a cop out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your heart will be achy breaky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-1117421028608513531?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/1117421028608513531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=1117421028608513531' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/1117421028608513531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/1117421028608513531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/02/parenting-by-proxy.html' title='Parenting by Proxy'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-3655080242271202315</id><published>2011-02-09T11:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T14:38:54.510-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity; culture'/><title type='text'>The Company You Keep... Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;(Part 1 is the preceding post.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How dare that Jesus!  He knows that Matthew and his buds are the devil's children, yet there he is, eating and conversing with them.  I even hear him laughing at one of their jokes!  Who knows what they're doing in there! How can he call himself a holy man?  I knew he wasn't the real deal.  Messiah?  Are you kidding?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My imagination, but the context of &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%209:9-13&amp;amp;version=HCSB"&gt;Mt. 9:9-13&lt;/a&gt; makes it pretty obvious those were the kinds of comments coming from the lips of the Pharisees.  They just didn't get it.  Jesus' behavior was far too radical and revolutionary for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This preacher/rabbi/prophet was rapidly becoming the most popular religious figure in the land.  He was sought after by outcasts, wealthy business men, community leaders and military officials.  He went to places no one else would enter and touched people considered "unclean" by the guardians of the faith.  Before his ministry was over he would be invited to appear before the religious elite and government officials.  The conspiracy to murder him was orchestrated by those of his own race and creed who rejected him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we don't understand we tend to disagree with.  And when we disagree, in order to defend our position we tend to fight against with straw man arguments.   A recovering Pharisee myself, I understand that side well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when a well-known pastor (that would exclude me) steps out of the box and finds room at the tables of infidels, atheists, liberals and people otherwise considered "tax collectors and sinners" by the self-appointed "defenders of the faith"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Graham was boycotted in the 60's and 70's by "Bible believing" pastors in every city where he came to preach.  Why?  In order to get the biggest crowds to come to his crusades he routinely invited ministers of every persuasion to sit on the platform, knowing that if they attended, their churches would likely attend, too, giving many the opportunity to hear for perhaps the first time a clear presentation of the Gospel.  Yet my wife heard a pastor at her church in the early '70's proclaim that Graham's ministry was "of the devil".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry Falwell was called "the anti-christ" by the president of a fundamentalist Christian university in the late '70's.  Why?  He dared build friendships with people like Teddy Kennedy, Larry King and Larry Flint -  a porn publisher - so he could share the Gospel with them.  Poor Jerry!  He was despised by the left and right until the day in died in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick Warren is the current punching bag for the sons and daughters of Graham's and Falwell's critics.  Why? He has sat down at tables with "tax collectors and sinners" to insert his Christian beliefs and influence where he is the lone representative of evangelical Christianity to address issues like AIDS and starvation.  And because no one else dares to go out on the same limb, the separationist bloggers are abuzz in their attacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been around the block a time or two, and here's what I've come to accept.  I may not have a clear understanding of why those men used the methods they did.  There are others on the scene today whose beliefs are essentially the same as mine, but they do things that cause me to take a step back and raise an eyebrow.  And my conclusion might be, "Well, I wouldn't do it that way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But attack them because they are different in their methods?  Find them guilty of a "crime" without giving them an opportunity to at least try and explain themselves?  I hear enough of that kind of thing about my own church and ministry.  So for me and the church I serve that would be the pot calling the kettle black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't "get it" my best response is no response and let God sort it out.  Their fruit will reveal their validity.  And that may not be known until eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather, I take to heart what Jesus did and said.  He was quite the non-conformist, wasn't He?  Years ago two older, godly preachers said some things I heard that I'm still trying to apply to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When I've won as many people to Christ as *Billy Graham, then I can start to criticize him."&lt;/span&gt; (Sumner Wemp)  That narrows it down considerably for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'll be friends with the friends of Jesus."&lt;/span&gt; (B. R. Lakin)  Whether I agree with every thing they do or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*He said "Billy Graham", but you can fill in the blank with whoever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-3655080242271202315?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/3655080242271202315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=3655080242271202315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3655080242271202315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3655080242271202315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/02/company-you-keep-part-2.html' title='The Company You Keep... Part 2'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-189045117355988812</id><published>2011-02-07T10:47:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T15:42:10.173-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity; culture'/><title type='text'>You're Known By the Company You Keep...Or Are You? - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TVAfDQ3D-bI/AAAAAAAABlc/B7m9qCUJr5I/s1600/Jesus%2Bwith%2Bsinners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TVAfDQ3D-bI/AAAAAAAABlc/B7m9qCUJr5I/s320/Jesus%2Bwith%2Bsinners.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570986879983286706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/ricklawrenson/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in a "camp" of conservative Christianity that placed high value on what is referred to a "doctrine of separation".  The proof text for their doctrine is a verse in the New Testament that says, "Come out from among them and be ye separate".  (I use the KJV wording because they would be offended if I didn't.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And throw in the verse that says, "Avoid all appearance of evil", too.  That's a biggie among that camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the heart of their thinking is the idea that Christians, who now have a new "family" (the church) and a new life (the life of Christ) and a new citizenship (the Kingdom of Heaven) should be tee-total avoiders of anything "sinful", including hanging out with infidels (the unfaithful).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doctrine kept me out of movie theaters my entire adolescent life.  The Christian college I attended even had a rule prohibiting attendance at movie theaters!  It was the idea that even a decent family movie was taboo because the money paid to see such was going to support evil, wicked people in Hollywood.  As I recall Liz Taylor was the poster girl for that crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as a teenager I found it interesting that while going to see the movie at a theater  was unchristian, watching the same movie at home on TV was somehow OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember the shock I created one Sunday night when I went to church wearing a collar-less shirt and "hippie" sandals!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that what God meant by "being separate" or "being holy as He is holy"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions I asked as a Christian teenager in such an environment were...&lt;br /&gt;...Why is it wrong to go to the theater and see the movie but OK to see it on TV at home?&lt;br /&gt;...If we are so separated from "worldly" people, how will we ever get to talk with them about Christ?&lt;br /&gt;...If that's what holiness is about wouldn't be all do better by becoming monks in a monastery?&lt;br /&gt;...Why should the devil have all the good music?  OK.  I stole that one from &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FIgiNAB99T0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Larry Norman&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if being separate wasn't enough, a doctrine of "secondary separation" was also in vogue.  Secondary separation says that even if my life radiates Christ, if I associate with someone who doesn't fit the bill, then I'm in sin.  I'm "unclean".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I read this about Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As Jesus went on from there, He saw a man named Matthew sitting at the tax office, and He said to him, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Follow Me&lt;/span&gt;!" So he got up and followed Him. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While He was reclining at the table in the house, many tax collectors and sinners came as guests to eat with Jesus and His disciples. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the Pharisees saw this, they asked His disciples, "Why does your Teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?" &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But when He heard this, He said, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Those who are well don’t need a doctor, but the sick do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Go and learn what this means: I desire mercy and not sacrifice.  For I didn’t come to call the righteous, but sinners.&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;(Mt. 9:9-13 HCSB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Pharisees" were the strictest of Judaism's "denominations".  Today they would be called "fundamentalists" (a word that has been twisted, by the way).  They saw appearances as the standard of holy living, and Jesus was violating every standard.  And He did so just to push their buttons.  He intended to get them to question their legalisms, which were man-made standards not God-given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly nothing indicates Jesus became a tax-collector, a drunk or a prostitute because of this lunch.  His purpose wasn't to indulge in their lifestyle but to invade their lifestyle with His own.  He was able to connect with them without conforming to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is this call to holy and separate living so much about where I go and with whom I associate?  Or is it something deeper.  And can we impact a world that doesn't know Jesus by avoiding them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be warned: if you attempt to mimic Jesus and "eat with tax collectors and sinners" you can expect the Pharisees to rise up against you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-189045117355988812?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/189045117355988812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=189045117355988812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/189045117355988812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/189045117355988812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/02/youre-known-by-company-you-keepor-are.html' title='You&apos;re Known By the Company You Keep...Or Are You? - Part 1'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TVAfDQ3D-bI/AAAAAAAABlc/B7m9qCUJr5I/s72-c/Jesus%2Bwith%2Bsinners.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-6647508744347297833</id><published>2011-02-07T09:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T09:20:57.836-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>A Year Already?</title><content type='html'>The one year anniversary of our road trip across America -  part of my sabbatical - passed the other day, February 5.  It was one of those (perhaps) once-in-a-lifetime-opportunities that will always be one of our greatest experiences together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In total we spent 42 days going from Kitty Hawk, NC to the Keys to the West Coast and back.  Many of those 42 days it was just Gail and I.  A few were long days getting from point A to B.  Lots were spent with friends and family along the route.  All of them enabled us to view this magnificent country in which we live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to go back and read &lt;a href="http://followrickandgail.blogspot.com/2010/02/road-trip.html"&gt;the blog&lt;/a&gt; I kept during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever get the chance to do something similar, I hope you will!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-6647508744347297833?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/6647508744347297833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=6647508744347297833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6647508744347297833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6647508744347297833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/02/year-already.html' title='A Year Already?'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-5236735683988932044</id><published>2011-02-05T20:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T21:04:31.646-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chrstianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>God Don't Make No Junk</title><content type='html'>A few years ago in a conversation with an older adult she admitted a weakness in her life and in her own defense said, "I can't help it.  It's how God made me."  In other words, "Don't blame me for who I am.  Blame God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me say this kindly: God don't make no junk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one of us are imperfect.  Not God's fault.  Our fault.  When God created humanity and placed a man and a woman in the Garden of Eden they were perfect.  But He gave them a choice.  They chose to disobey Him and we've been making that choice ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good News is God has a way of redemption...a means of reconciliation.  If we come to Him through His Son Jesus Christ He transforms us.  And the amazing thing is that when we come to Him in faith He accepts us just as we are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But He doesn't expect us to stay "where we are".  His standard for my life is no longer "just as I am" and that's the end of it.  His standard for my life now that I have been accepted into His family is for me to &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans+8%3A29&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;resemble His Son&lt;/a&gt;.  That's a lifelong process that will never be fully realized in this lifetime.  But it's my goal...your goal, too, if you're a Christian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what the word Christian means - "little Christ".   He's our older brother and the one we aspire to be like.  That means I can't be content to remain static.  I can't be resolved to give up and say, "It's just the way I am" if God wants me to mature beyond me.  God's measuring stick is not who I am today, but am I becoming more like Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never accept you cannot change or that God accepts you just as you are.  Not if Jesus lives in you.  He's started a change process in you.  Let Him continue day by day with your transformation.  Like Adam and Eve we have a choice.  But we can't blame God if the changes aren't happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm going through changes...changes in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Holding on to good things that I find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm going through changes...changes in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm leaving all my emptiness behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chuck Girard and Denny Correll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-5236735683988932044?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/5236735683988932044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=5236735683988932044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5236735683988932044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5236735683988932044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/02/god-dont-make-no-junk.html' title='God Don&apos;t Make No Junk'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-1201907158494231879</id><published>2011-02-01T13:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T15:32:20.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity; culture'/><title type='text'>You're judging me!</title><content type='html'>The farther our society moves away from the acceptance of absolute values the more it perceives those who hold to absolutes to be curmudgeons and self-righteous.  So, whenever an absolutist, like a Christian reacts negatively to what his/her values hold to be immoral, those whose moral beliefs are dictated by culture and time are offended.  "How can you dare to judge me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible is clear regarding judgments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Christians are not to be judgmental of non-Christians.   This is where so many, especially those in "fundamentalist" circles fail.  - &lt;a href="http://http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1+Corinthians+5%3A12-13&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;1 Corinthians 5:12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Christians are to hold one another in the church accountable for the lives we live.  That requires making judgments based on the Scriptures.   You can't/won't tell me that the lie I just told is wrong if you don't believe it to be so.   And to do so requires a judgment to be made.           - &lt;a href="http://http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1+Corinthians+5%3A12-13&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;1 Corinthians 5:13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, because a Christian or a moral absolutist believes there are rights and wrongs does not mean they are judging those with different beliefs.  The judging is done by the absolutes and the creator of them.  - &lt;a href="http://http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20Corinthians%206:9-11&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;1 Corinthians 6:9-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few theoretical scenarios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scenario 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; want to join your church.  I work as a prostitute, but I believe in God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our standard of morality is the Bible.  It says that your lifestyle/occupation is sin.  Are you willing to turn away from that life and embrace a life of following Jesus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No.  I do what I have to do to survive.  Are you judging me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is "Yes".  If you claim to believe then you place yourself in the position of behaving as though you do.  And it is a judgment necessary to the health of the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scenario 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I work as a prostitute.  Can I come to your church?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of course you can.  Anyone and everyone is welcome to attend our church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will people judge me as unfit if I show up on Sunday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If they do then they aren't behaving like Christians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that judgmental?  No.  We can be welcoming but not affirming.  We can accept the person without accepting the lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scenario 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm a prostitute.  Can I come to your church on Sunday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No.  We don't allow your type in our church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that judgmental?  Yes, and it is inappropriate judgmentalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scenario 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you come with me to church this Sunday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a prostitute and no, I won't come to your church because I hear you people think what I do is wrong.  You're a bunch of judgmental hypocrites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry you feel that way.  Anyone is welcome to attend our church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who made the judgment there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's become more obvious for Christians that if we hold to an absolute standard of morality we are out of step with much of the world.  In fact, we are considered fools for doing so.  And as a result we should expect to be judged as harsh, uncaring, unloving and without grace by those who have a different standard.  Be prepared to be misunderstood and even hated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we ultimately know that the judgment that truly carries weight isn't the opinion of any mortal.  One day every Christian will stand before Christ and give an account of how he/she fulfilled the calling of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-1201907158494231879?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/1201907158494231879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=1201907158494231879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/1201907158494231879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/1201907158494231879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/02/youre-judging-me.html' title='You&apos;re judging me!'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-457062766273446520</id><published>2011-01-28T09:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T09:11:50.554-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my family'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Sarah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TULOiLb4c9I/AAAAAAAABlQ/1WnQV0_inOE/s1600/me%2Band%2BSarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TULOiLb4c9I/AAAAAAAABlQ/1WnQV0_inOE/s320/me%2Band%2BSarah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567239175963964370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your special day be one of joy and celebration for the life God has given you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Terry springs for an expensive dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-457062766273446520?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/457062766273446520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=457062766273446520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/457062766273446520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/457062766273446520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-sarah.html' title='Happy Birthday, Sarah!'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TULOiLb4c9I/AAAAAAAABlQ/1WnQV0_inOE/s72-c/me%2Band%2BSarah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-2450702627007378660</id><published>2011-01-26T23:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T09:02:49.277-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastoring'/><title type='text'>This tape will self-destruct...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TUF6qoqMZ5I/AAAAAAAABlI/nmmJ2bfcMeE/s1600/self%2Bdestructing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TUF6qoqMZ5I/AAAAAAAABlI/nmmJ2bfcMeE/s320/self%2Bdestructing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566865487294130066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pastor friend of mine asked this question on Facebook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 style="font-weight: normal;" class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;"Ever  have to block the new feed/status updates from someone you care about  because you can no longer stomach their denials of their own  self-destructive tendencies and the applause it receives from others  affirming them in their self destruction?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;I can't say I have blocked anyone for that reason yet, but there have been times I thought I would have to do so.  But it's not just a FB phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's one of the hardest things I have to witness.  So many think that whatever makes them "happy" must be the right thing to do, even if they know it's wrong.  You know, the logic of the old song that said, "If loving you is wrong I don't want to be right".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because they won't listen, even though you try, they continue on their self-destructive path.  You know where they're headed, but because they feel good at the moment there's no desire to turn around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is shake your head and move on, I guess.  Hopefully one day they'll get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission impossible?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-2450702627007378660?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/2450702627007378660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=2450702627007378660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2450702627007378660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2450702627007378660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-tape-will-self-destruct.html' title='This tape will self-destruct...'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TUF6qoqMZ5I/AAAAAAAABlI/nmmJ2bfcMeE/s72-c/self%2Bdestructing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-4175525053870690306</id><published>2011-01-25T11:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T20:35:37.033-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soap Box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communicating'/><title type='text'>A Lack of Understanding</title><content type='html'>I'm told that I have a quick mind - a quick wit, able to come up with replies on the spot.   That can be a blessing, but it can also be a curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On more than one occasion I've made a snap judgment about someone or some group that resulted in me having "egg on my face"...looking and sounding stupid because my judgment was wrong.  And the reason it was wrong?  I hadn't taken the time to at least make an attempt to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things, frankly, are beyond my comprehension.  For example, when someone in the government starts talking billions and trillions of dollars, I really can't grasp that.  I'm a tens and twenties kind of guy.  Or when another church or organization takes on a ministry or outreach with goals of reaching millions or hundreds of thousands of people, I have a hard time processing that.  I'm in a small church in a county of 30,000 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose when others step out of my box it becomes easy for me to quickly dismiss them as misguided, illogical or heretical.  And I can say that partly because I've been judged in those terms by others who don't understand me or the purposes of the ministry I lead.  I should be the last to condemn what I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the Bible Solomon was the wisest man who ever lived.  The reason for his wisdom was that when he was asked by God what he wanted most as king of a great nation Solomon's request was not for riches or power or fame.  Instead he asked for "understanding".  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give me an understanding heart so that I can govern your people well and know the difference between right and wrong.&lt;/span&gt;  - 1 Kings 3:9 (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solomon knew he would face questions and decisions that would otherwise overwhelm him.  He didn't want to misjudge others.  Many of the Proverbs he later penned tell about the priority we should have in our lives for gaining understanding and wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even for those of us who might not be the sharpest knives in the drawer, God's Word gives us wisdom and understanding beyond our abilities.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your word is a doorway that lets in light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and it helps gullible people understand.&lt;/span&gt; - Psalm 139:130 (GWT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opposite of having understanding and wisdom, of course, is ignorance and foolishness.  I want to be neither ignorant or a fool.  But there are many opportunities in life that could and would make me both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what I'm learning to do is to seek understanding first.  And then, even if I can't wrap my mind (which is finite at best) around something that seems out of the ordinary (of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; experience) yet is being espoused by someone whose reputation I trust, I'll withhold judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would keep silent.  For you, that would be wisdom.&lt;/span&gt; - Job 13:5 (GWT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the wisest response is either a delayed response or no response at all.   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-4175525053870690306?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/4175525053870690306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=4175525053870690306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4175525053870690306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4175525053870690306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/01/lack-of-understanding.html' title='A Lack of Understanding'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-3929307932401746655</id><published>2011-01-24T07:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T23:05:27.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life;'/><title type='text'>Resisting a Temptation</title><content type='html'>I've enjoyed banter on Facebook for a couple years and on this blog for even longer.  And anyone who knows me well knows I enjoy a good debate.  Had I not been called by God to the pastorate I likely would have gone into law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things worth my time and energy defending.  Those are the things that matter for eternity, like matters of faith and things like family, justice, integrity, honor and morality.  Because those are part of my "job description" I can't be silent about them.  As I recently told one who challenged me for calling a news item "gossip", "It is my business" to challenge malicious words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm going to resist the temptation in a public forum such as this or FB is expressing my political views.  While I hold them tightly and believe my political positions most sensible, I also realize that not everyone agrees with me - even friends.  Add to that the fact that political diatribe has become more and more slanderous and full of hatred, I choose to bow out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm zipping my lips when someone posts about what they think about political figures or the actions of elected officials.  It's not that I don't have an opinion.  I do.  And, in private, I may share that opinion if you ask.  And most certainly I'll express that opinion at the ballot box.  But I don't want my opinion about temporal things to become an off button to someone who needs to hear from me things that are eternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Paul, I want to say, "This one thing I do...".  And unless God changes my direction and moves me into politics (please, shoot me first, Lord) I'll refrain.  If politics ventures over "the wall" into matters about which God has called me to address, I'll say so.  (See my previous post for an example). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's your calling?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-3929307932401746655?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/3929307932401746655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=3929307932401746655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3929307932401746655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3929307932401746655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/01/resisting-temptation.html' title='Resisting a Temptation'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-6212436822123294116</id><published>2011-01-22T19:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T21:37:50.100-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pro life'/><title type='text'>How "Pro-Life" Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TTuUPuwL1EI/AAAAAAAABk4/25hcXJKZpuU/s1600/IMG_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TTuUPuwL1EI/AAAAAAAABk4/25hcXJKZpuU/s320/IMG_0512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565204762515461186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(This is a re-post, originally posted in 2008 shortly after the birth of my granddaughter.  She was at 24 weeks gestation and greatly compromised the life of her mother. The picture is of her on the day of her birth - a 1 lb. 6 oz. 24 week "fetus" outside the womb.) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the sanctity of human life, primarily because I believe life is sacred and God is all about giving and protecting life. But sometimes such beliefs contradict conventional wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago I heard that abortion might be permissable in the cases of rape and to protect the life of the mother. OK. That sounded reasonable to me. But some would argue, "Come on. How often does a pregancy put the life of the mother at risk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to proclaim yourself to believe in something that never touches you; that you never experience up front and personal. And it's easy to work into positions compromises based on "logic". Until it dares you face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my son and daughter in law discovered they were expecting the day before she was to being prelimnary physical therapy in preparation for a double lung transplant they had to make a choice. Clearly such a pregnancy would compromise the window of opportunity for a transplant as well as her fragile health. Plainly put, carrying a baby to term would likely not happen, and the chances of her surviving such a pregnancy were slim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they were counseled by the medical community which cares for her to abort. The greatest medical minds said the risk is too high. Being pregnant now is the worst possible scenario. And from a human and scientific perspective they were right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they were wrong. So my son and daughter-in-law said "No" to the scientific rationale. Their reasoning? God is the Creator of life. They made a choice to be willing to risk her life, believing that God in His sovereignty had all this in His plan for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It defies logic. But sometimes that's exactly what faith does: stares finite human reasoning in the face and says "You're wrong because God is always right".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convictions don't come without a price. But obedience never comes without reward. This story hasn't yet come to it's conclusion, althhough it's getting there rapidly. But regardless of the outcome, it's what God thinks and reveals that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for me, being "pro-life" has moved from being a political stance or even a theological tenet. It's become experience, and that makes it as real as real can get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-6212436822123294116?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/6212436822123294116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=6212436822123294116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6212436822123294116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6212436822123294116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-pro-life-are-you.html' title='How &quot;Pro-Life&quot; Are You?'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TTuUPuwL1EI/AAAAAAAABk4/25hcXJKZpuU/s72-c/IMG_0512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-7659677313397005523</id><published>2011-01-20T21:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T21:10:09.622-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injustice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pro life'/><title type='text'>Protecting Nesting Areas for birds and reptiles, but not Children</title><content type='html'>Here on the Outer Banks our government is going overboard saving the nesting areas of a bird. Yet Jesus said God cares far more for humanity than for birds. So shouldn't we go overboard to protect unborn human life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this freshman Congressman.  (Good choice, Oklahomans.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4CdTnKWury0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-7659677313397005523?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/7659677313397005523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=7659677313397005523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/7659677313397005523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/7659677313397005523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/01/protecting-nesting-areas-for-birds-and.html' title='Protecting Nesting Areas for birds and reptiles, but not Children'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4CdTnKWury0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-6776090392883614290</id><published>2011-01-17T11:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T12:04:17.731-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lessons'/><title type='text'>A "Reap what you sow" Story</title><content type='html'>Over a year ago I misplaced a money clip.  I don't like keeping paper money in my wallet, so I had a clip where I kept folded bills in my pocket.  Somehow I lost it.  I thought it was in the house somewhere, but could never found it.  There was some money, I couldn't remember how much in it, but eventually I bought another clip and moved on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I was coming out of Wal-Mart and just before I got to my truck I looked down.  There was a picture of a young girl staring up at me from outside of a wallet on the parking lot.  "Uh oh.  Somebody's going to have a bad day", I thought.  I picked it up and carried it to my truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the wallet must have been a half-dozen credit cards, a drivers license, military ID, Medicare card...  Lots of stuff no one wants to lose.  I keep a phone book in my truck and was able to match the last name and address with a listing in the white pages.  The number dialed, I had to leave a message with my name and phone # and a brief message: "I found your wallet and would like to return it to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes after arriving at home my phone rang, and we set up a location between us to meet.  Her husband was glad to get the wallet back, and I felt good about the fact that they got it back intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather lately has left my truck pretty filthy, so on Saturday I took it to the local car wash for a cleaning inside and out.  After it had been vacuumed, windows cleaned, dash dusted and washed and dried, I got back in and started to leave the parking lot in my shiny clean truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There on the passenger seat were a few things they found underneath my seat as they vacuumed.  One of them was my long-lost money clip, cash intact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's watching, and He loves to reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "You will always harvest what you plant." - Galatians 6:7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-6776090392883614290?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/6776090392883614290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=6776090392883614290' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6776090392883614290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6776090392883614290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/01/reap-what-you-sow-story.html' title='A &quot;Reap what you sow&quot; Story'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-9189137846244922726</id><published>2011-01-16T16:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T16:58:12.313-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>What's Luck Got to Do, Got to Do With It?</title><content type='html'>(You have to hum that title to the tune of Tina Turner's 1984 hit song "What's Love Got to Do With It?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Christians say and communicate to others a phrase that perplexes me: "Good luck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God is sovereign is there really any such thing as luck, whether good or bad?  Isn't believing in luck believing in chance, which implies an uninvolved God, if there's a God at all?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we don't believe in luck, why do we say it?  Shouldn't we be pointing people to a God who is more than an icon?  Aren't there better ways to say, "I wish you [well]"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering.  (I know what I believe about this, btw.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-9189137846244922726?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/9189137846244922726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=9189137846244922726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/9189137846244922726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/9189137846244922726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/01/whats-luck-got-to-do-got-to-do-with-it.html' title='What&apos;s Luck Got to Do, Got to Do With It?'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-3447339111502861302</id><published>2011-01-11T08:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T11:18:14.386-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastoring'/><title type='text'>The Art of Controlled Frustration</title><content type='html'>In a couple weeks I will have been a pastor in the same church for 20 years. After that long you think you have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seen it all.  Been there, done that.  You haven't.  The next surprise is just around the bend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learned how to deal with what you see.  You haven't.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Overcome your major weaknesses.  I don't think you ever will.  Not totally.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Said everything that needs saying.  Nope.  It has to be continually repeated and then there's no guarantee it sticks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stopped making the same mistakes.  Some, yes.  Some, no.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Earned enough trust that the hurting and troubled will rush to you for help when in need.  No.  It seems so many want to take it to the limit before saying "Help".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made the vision clear and plain enough that everybody gets it.  Not if you're church is growing.  And face it, some are never going to get it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mastered the tough talks.  Never.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Become used to the "Pastor, I hate to bother you with this" conversations.  But, no, your stomach still knows how to tie itself in knots.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Accepted that no matter how you say it, someone is going to misunderstand, take it personally or take it the wrong way.  But you just shake your head a lot in disbelief.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stopped expecting every believer to be totally and completely and passionately committed to Christ and his church.  Yet, you still have that hope that this Sunday it will happen for them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Figured out that whether your sermon is topical, textual or expository, someone's going to think it was the greatest of all time and someone else thinks they aren't getting fed.  When will they learn to pick up the fork and knife on their own?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered the key to finding the balance in your sermons so that the new believers who are on a roll continue and the old believers who have stagnated have been stirred up.  That's tricky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;God's people are sheep needing a shepherd.  And if that's your calling, you can expect a lifetime of the above.  Unless you just get tired of it and give up.  But that's hard to do when you know you've been promised you can do all things through Christ who strengthens you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, pastoring, if anything, is the art of controlled frustration.  Best thing to do is give the control over to the Chief Shepherd.  Otherwise you'll physically and emotionally wear out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And that's all I have to say about that." - Forrest Gump, Wise Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-3447339111502861302?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/3447339111502861302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=3447339111502861302' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3447339111502861302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3447339111502861302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/01/art-of-controlled-frustration.html' title='The Art of Controlled Frustration'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-643042208061779832</id><published>2011-01-10T23:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T23:06:46.512-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my family'/><title type='text'>Family Christmas photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSvWyrh1obI/AAAAAAAABkg/DgPtN1XciuE/s1600/162985_780067456958_55716391_41773930_877685_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSvWyV5Ln0I/AAAAAAAABkY/UiGx4eoDDGo/s1600/162900_780067172528_55716391_41773923_4878796_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSvWyV5Ln0I/AAAAAAAABkY/UiGx4eoDDGo/s320/162900_780067172528_55716391_41773923_4878796_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560774325277794114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSvWyMXoguI/AAAAAAAABkQ/bgovQ5GER80/s1600/74647_780067387098_55716391_41773927_299800_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSvWyMXoguI/AAAAAAAABkQ/bgovQ5GER80/s320/74647_780067387098_55716391_41773927_299800_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560774322721161954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSvWxxUVixI/AAAAAAAABkI/pIbncCdFI7c/s1600/69709_780067277318_55716391_41773925_6610467_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSvWxxUVixI/AAAAAAAABkI/pIbncCdFI7c/s320/69709_780067277318_55716391_41773925_6610467_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560774315459578642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSvWx16CRsI/AAAAAAAABkA/0fV9jjtzygU/s1600/67189_780067551768_55716391_41773931_8220096_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSvWx16CRsI/AAAAAAAABkA/0fV9jjtzygU/s320/67189_780067551768_55716391_41773931_8220096_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560774316691441346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-643042208061779832?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/643042208061779832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=643042208061779832' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/643042208061779832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/643042208061779832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/01/family-christmas-photos.html' title='Family Christmas photos'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSvWyV5Ln0I/AAAAAAAABkY/UiGx4eoDDGo/s72-c/162900_780067172528_55716391_41773923_4878796_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-102691572853107605</id><published>2011-01-08T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T00:00:04.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Gwyneth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSfM8_wMPgI/AAAAAAAABj4/-_QPUqbrYRI/s1600/IMG_9062wtmkGwyneth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSfM8_wMPgI/AAAAAAAABj4/-_QPUqbrYRI/s320/IMG_9062wtmkGwyneth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559637613289946626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSfMyVBMUvI/AAAAAAAABjw/84JcQT4JaDQ/s1600/IMG_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSfMyVBMUvI/AAAAAAAABjw/84JcQT4JaDQ/s320/IMG_0512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559637430019838706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can it be that you entered our world three years ago today?  And look at you now!&lt;br /&gt;Have a magical day and enjoy being a princess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-102691572853107605?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/102691572853107605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=102691572853107605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/102691572853107605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/102691572853107605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-gwyneth.html' title='Happy Birthday, Gwyneth!'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TSfM8_wMPgI/AAAAAAAABj4/-_QPUqbrYRI/s72-c/IMG_9062wtmkGwyneth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-4122582964522693565</id><published>2011-01-06T10:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T10:33:53.961-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Days that change our lives</title><content type='html'>Our entire lives can be changed by a single event or by a series of events, and in only a moment, a day or days.  I know that the first days of January were life-changing for me (and a lot of other people).  And now, each year at this time my mind goes back to those days in 2008 when I saw miracles happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I call them miracles.  Anyway, they were life-changing.  And I'm so glad I blogged about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going back in the archives and reading what I wrote just to remind me of God's power and love.  You're welcome to join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to begin.  Scroll down to the first week's posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-4122582964522693565?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/4122582964522693565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=4122582964522693565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4122582964522693565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4122582964522693565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/01/days-that-change-our-lives.html' title='Days that change our lives'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-8224148940787776935</id><published>2011-01-03T09:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T10:23:31.725-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leadership'/><title type='text'>Communicating Vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't have a vision for my church and don't know how to get one."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad words spoken to me by a pastor friend a few months ago.  The church he leads has been in decline for over a decade.  He's the third in a string of pastors during that time.  The latest news I have heard is pretty bleak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my church's "Lead Pastor" part of my responsibility is to not only get God's vision for our church, but to communicate it to our leaders and to the congregation.  It's that pastoral role Paul wrote to Timothy about, saying, "Exhort...".  Exhortation is really a form of encouragement, and that's what clear, God-given vision does for a church: it inspires and encourages.  It's the idea God communicated to the &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Habakkuk%202:2&amp;amp;version=NASB"&gt;prophet Habakkuk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recent request for questions from my church about how and why we do some of the things we do revealed to me something that I needed to hear: Vision leaks.  Many of the questions indicated the askers didn't understand the "Why"s of our church.  And if the "Why"s aren't in a firm grasp by the flock neither will be the "How"s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That gave me clear direction as to the initial series of this new year.  I usually spend the month of January doing some vision-casting and encouragement, challenging the church to take on the new year with a renewed commitment to Christ, His Word and His family.  But it has been a while since I went through our Vision Statement* point by point with clarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church has many young believers.  Leaders of a growing church can sometimes forget that unless doctrine and values are frequently addressed those who are new to the faith can't understand.  And those who are older and have been around awhile tend to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the first 6 weeks of the New Year will cover our church's vision.  We began Sunday, January 2.  The question cards were a wake-up call to me, and I'm excited not only to hear the "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=83ozOX9l7M8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;reveille&lt;/a&gt;", but also to urge the "troops" to "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sE1huPYerp0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;charge&lt;/a&gt;" and because &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2016:18&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;Jesus' vision&lt;/a&gt; for the church is clear, to never hear "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6fgDxAASI_c&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;retreat&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To read our church's Vision Statement go to our &lt;a href="http://nagsheadchurch.org/"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt;, click on the "About" tab and then "Core Values".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-8224148940787776935?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/8224148940787776935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=8224148940787776935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8224148940787776935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8224148940787776935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2011/01/communicating-vision.html' title='Communicating Vision'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-483044464622228692</id><published>2011-01-01T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T22:19:36.710-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>An Unforgettable New Years Day (from 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J-glSoirwZk/R3v7kB70QjI/AAAAAAAAAGc/olg86wpdipY/s1600-h/IMG_0422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150987195241480754" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J-glSoirwZk/R3v7kB70QjI/AAAAAAAAAGc/olg86wpdipY/s200/IMG_0422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;(I originally posted this on New Years Day 2008 after a long day.  Little did we know then how miraculously God would answer our prayers.  But we did believe.  This is my third year to repost it.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I'm doing as little as possible on January 1; trying to avoid taking down Christmas decorations while channel surfing between bowl games. Not today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, along with 3 of our church's pastors, my wife, another pastor's wife, our youngest daughter and her husband, my daughter-in-law's parents, my sister and a friend, we visited our very ill daughter-in-law at Duke University Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a 4 hour ride for us to get there. Yesterday she requested our elders (synonymous with pastors in our church) come to anoint her with oil, lay hands on her and pray (see James 5 in the New Testament). Word got out via the net and word of mouth and who knows how many joined us in prayer between noon and 1PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricia has posted some prayer needs on &lt;a href="http://www.cfhusband.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nathan's blog site&lt;/a&gt;. If you want to meet some incredibly courageous young people, give it a read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's my granddaughter's latest photo. She's 24 weeks in the oven and weighing about 1 lb 4oz. And she's got her mom's nose.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_J-glSoirwZk/R3sP3h70QiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Ij_jbnHLiL0/s1600-h/babygirl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150728045504774690" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_J-glSoirwZk/R3sP3h70QiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Ij_jbnHLiL0/s200/babygirl.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-483044464622228692?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/483044464622228692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=483044464622228692' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/483044464622228692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/483044464622228692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2008/01/unforgetable-new-years-day.html' title='An Unforgettable New Years Day (from 2008)'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_J-glSoirwZk/R3v7kB70QjI/AAAAAAAAAGc/olg86wpdipY/s72-c/IMG_0422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-434579062460431584</id><published>2010-12-31T10:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T12:13:51.449-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>My Year in Review</title><content type='html'>Where does time go?  The older I get, the faster it flies by, it seems.  As I get ready for the New Year it's probably a good idea to do a quick review of the old.  Then I can hopefully learn from it and do my part in making 2011 even better.  I can't control a lot, but what I can I want to do so in a way that is wise, godly and productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that anyone else much cares, but this was a good exercise for me in my advanced stage of life!&lt;br /&gt;In 2010 I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wrote 50 or so columns for the Outer Banks Sentinel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preached less than a typical year (due to my Sabbatical).  Didn't preach on Easter for the first time in a long time.  Covered 6 different series including expositions of Isaiah 55, Romans 5-8, and topical series on family, the church, love and Advent.  Preached a series of meetings for another church and delivered a message to the annual Chowan Baptist Association.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Posted less on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Conducted 3 weddings and 2 vow renewals and a funeral.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Responded to 4 drownings in a two week span in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spent 42 days in February and March driving coast (Atlantic) to coast (Gulf) to coast (Pacific) to coast (Atlantic) with Gail.  We saw wonderful parts of our country and spent time with many friends, some we had not seen in over 30 years.    The car traveled over 8,000 miles, got a new set of tires in California and two oil changes in Florida and Las Vegas.  I took about 1000 pictures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visited Bayou La Batre, AL.  Home of the Bubba Gump Shrimp Co.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was in NOLA for Mardi Gras.  I don't get it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched a young Marine get his LT bars in front of the Alamo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blew my diet on Mexican food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found Arizona to be beautiful in February.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Disneyland after a 32 year absence.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was white-knuckled scared and at the same time in awe of God's creation as Gail drove us up the Pacific Coast Highway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drove through a giant redwood.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stood on the Mt. Shasta Lake and Hoover dams.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found the Strip at Vegas to be decadence at its worst.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wondered at the natural beauty of the Grand Canyon and Red Rocks of Arizona.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stood on the corner in Winslow, Arizona as a girl in a flat bed Ford slowed down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visited Hugo, Schooler Lake and lived a few hours on Tulsa time visiting family and friends from ministry in the '70's.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At barbecue in Arkansas with a bald headed biker preacher.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched as friends and family had victories and defeats in their lives.   And realized you can't fix everything.  Confronted some issues for the first time when I thought I'd seen it all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saw some folks discover life in Christ and a bunch of them take the plunge in baptism.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saw some folks walk away from their church family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played with and took my granddaughters out for breakfast a bunch of times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played golf (I use "played" loosely) twice.  Was given a new used set of clubs by a friend.  Found out my days of 300 yard drives are over.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got a great and surprisingly good report from my annual physical.  Even amazed my doc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stopped playing racquetball at the Y.  Too expensive.  As a result I'm in need of exercise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to France for a week to serve a couple of churches and work with them in reaching the city of Grenoble.  Thanks to my friends who helped me go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered what "French pastry" really means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did not get in the ocean at all, except to stand in it in FL a couple times to say I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got some of my best work done at the Morning View coffee shop in Nags Head.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Worked on writing two books.  I'm a long way from completing either.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Didn't read enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spent too much time on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shaved my goatee but kept the mustache.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought a cowboy hat in CA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pastored a most excellent church with an incredible team of fellow pastors and staff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Completed my 20th Christmas season with Nags Head Church.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enjoyed watching "American Pickers" and "Pawn Stars" on the History Channel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was disappointed once more by the Washington Redskins and their inept owner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started a Facebook group for my old youth group's reunion in CA this spring.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a cough I couldn't shake for two months.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Figured out that there's no such thing as a "fair and balanced" news network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did some substitute teaching in Dare Co. schools.  My favorite is the Alternative school for some reason.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learned that the information highway is the cult of the 21st century, drawing in the gullible with myths and conspiracy theories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reconnected with some "long lost cousins" and some I've never met.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started on researching our family genealogy.  Found out my great-great-great-great grandfather had the same name as me and participated in laying the cornerstone of the Washington Monument.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched our church learn what love is and then put it in to practice in the community.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;In many ways it was a great year.  In many ways it was a trying year.  That's the way it is every year isn't it?  But it's great to know that no matter what comes my way (or yours) God knows and He is always available and ready to walk with us through the valleys and over the peaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a new year filled with joy.  Happiness is temporary and fleeting.  Seek something greater!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-434579062460431584?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/434579062460431584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=434579062460431584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/434579062460431584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/434579062460431584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-year-in-review.html' title='My Year in Review'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-288451514253014711</id><published>2010-12-23T08:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T08:49:07.007-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfulness'/><title type='text'>The Original Christmas Gift</title><content type='html'>Before the Magi came with their gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh another Gift was given - not to the Babe in the manger, but to all mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since he did not spare even his own Son but gave him up for us all, won’t he also give us everything else? &lt;/span&gt;" - Romans 8:32 (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YV2zMZ-nZ7k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YV2zMZ-nZ7k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="440"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-288451514253014711?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/288451514253014711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=288451514253014711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/288451514253014711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/288451514253014711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/12/original-christmas-gift.html' title='The Original Christmas Gift'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-25562015021107276</id><published>2010-12-19T18:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T19:10:58.603-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my family'/><title type='text'>A Christmas to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TQ6di-iqdVI/AAAAAAAABjY/6CWoJiFP3fg/s1600/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TQ6di-iqdVI/AAAAAAAABjY/6CWoJiFP3fg/s400/IMG_0426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552548614823900498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week before Christmas, 2007, Gail and I made an quick overnight stay in Durham, NC.  Our two daughters, Rachel and Sarah and their husbands, Ramon and Terry made the trip with us.  There we visited with Nathan, our son, and his wife Tricia.  All of us wondered if this group would ever be together again for another Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably know &lt;a href="http://cfhusband.blogspot.com/2008/02/fast-track.html"&gt;Tricia's story&lt;/a&gt;, so I won't go into it here.  But that Christmas she was perilously close to death due to the advanced stages of her cystic fibrosis and that fact that she was 5 months pregnant.  Her ability to breathe was rapidly coming to an end.  She would be admitted to Duke later that week and wouldn't emerge until May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we drove the almost 4 hours to Durham.  We exchanged gifts, laughed a lot and went out to eat together.  The picture is one I took of all the kids.  Though they were smiling, behind the smiles was a sadness we all felt.  If you've seen recent pictures of Tricia you see the immense change now that she's healthy.  (She's on the right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was gracious to us in miraculous ways in the months to come.  Now those six have increased to 8 and a half (Rachel's got one in the oven).  Best of all, we'll all be together this Christmas.   And with the addition of a foster granddaughter it's even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if I get anything in my stocking.  My heart is full and overflowing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-25562015021107276?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/25562015021107276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=25562015021107276' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/25562015021107276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/25562015021107276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-to-remember.html' title='A Christmas to Remember'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TQ6di-iqdVI/AAAAAAAABjY/6CWoJiFP3fg/s72-c/IMG_0426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-2939722645320101864</id><published>2010-12-16T15:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T16:13:00.582-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renewal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>Jesus Loved Them...Shouldn't We? (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>So what do we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us who have been given new life by faith in Christ know too well how easy it is to retreat into a "holy huddle" and lose total contact with those outside the faith.  Picture in your mind a huddle of football players getting the next play from their quarterback.  They're all faced inward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they don't stay that way for long.  In fact, if they stay in the huddle too long the ref blows a whistle and they're penalized by losing ground.  The huddle is an important time, but its purpose is to get everyone on the same page as they turn to face the other team.  It's a comfortable place.  Everyone in the huddle wears the same uniform.  We know each other.  We're a team and are comfortable together.  And in the huddle we get a bit of a breather.  Not a perfect illustration, but I think it makes some valid points for the church.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We need that time together when we're getting the Coach's instructions for our next steps.  He's got a game plan for us individually and collectively.  In a nutshell it is found at the end of Matthew's gospel.  We often call it the "&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2028:19&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;Great Commission&lt;/a&gt;", and it tells us that as we're going into the world we're to make disciples.  Guess what?  That requires leaving the huddle and getting into the game by engaging those who don't yet know Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I played football we all knew when it was time to leave the huddle.  The quarterback, who had been given the next play from the coach, called out the play to us and the snap count that would start it.  Then he repeated it just to make sure we all heard it and heard it clearly.  With that accomplished he said, "Ready" and simultaneously all eleven of us clapped our hands once and said, "Break!"  The huddle was broken and we assumed our positions on the line of scrimmage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we're going to have balance in our lives, engaging in both edification - building one another up in the church - and evangelism - taking the Good News to the world, somebody has to call "break".  I guess that's one of the duties of pastors and leaders:  Saying to the team, "Let's go.  We know the strategy; we've had the coaching; our assignments are handed out.  Let's take the Gospel to those who don't know." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus didn't just hang with His disciples.  Sure, He invested a lot of time and energy with them, getting them ready to carry on.  But He also broke from them to spend time with a woman who was rejected by others at a well outside of town.  There He told her how to drink the water that gave life everlasting.  He was willing to be criticized by those in His day who never left the huddle to eat and drink with the spiritually starving.  And it wasn't long before He sent them out two by two as "lambs before wolves".  He knew their purpose as lambs was to leave the safety of the fold and tell others how to be in the fold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not taking His instructions and then going into the world, making disciples, you'll never gain ground.  In fact, you and your huddle, your group, your church, if they're doing the same and looking inward, you're losing ground.  You're being penalized.  We have to be actively involved in both the inward and the outward.  That means I may have to put my insecurities in God's hands.  I may need to find ways to spend time with those outside of my church.  If you realize all your friends are just like you, something's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's what will happen if you stay in the huddle too long.  Paul warned that in the last days women (and this can happen to men as well) will be "always learning and never able to come to a knowledge of the truth." (2 Tim. 3:7)  We can be guilty of being learners but never practicing what we've learned.  In my experience, those church members who tell me they just can't get enough "Bible study" also never (that's right, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;) bring another person to Christ.  Somehow their hunger for God became all about knowledge and never about making disciples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his letter to the Corinthian church Paul told them they had plenty of knowledge.  Yet, they were at the same time filled with division and selfishness.  "Knowledge makes people arrogant, but love builds them up."  (1 Cor. 8:1)  If we fill our heads with spiritual truth but never allow that truth to transform our lives into loving witnesses it only serves to fill us with spiritual pride.  (Now there's an oxymoron.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself these questions.  Then decide what you need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time I shared my faith with a non-believing friend?&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time I brought an unchurched friend to church with me?&lt;br /&gt;Have I allowed my Christianity to distance me from those who need Christ? &lt;br /&gt;Are all of my friends at church?&lt;br /&gt;Who will be in heaven because I took the knowledge I learned and gave it away?&lt;br /&gt;Do I jump at the chance to attend a church related conference or Bible study but don't invite my neighbors to an outreach event?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready?  Break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-2939722645320101864?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/2939722645320101864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=2939722645320101864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2939722645320101864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2939722645320101864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/12/jesus-loved-themshouldnt-we-part-2.html' title='Jesus Loved Them...Shouldn&apos;t We? (Part 2)'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-883899493211184894</id><published>2010-12-09T06:26:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T17:34:49.757-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renewal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>Jesus Loved Them...Shouldn't We?</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Samaritan woman at the well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nicodemus, the Jewish civil and religious leader&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Andrew, a fisherman.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Magi who traveled from the East with gifts for a new King.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Roman centurion with a deathly ill servant&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A tax collector who went to extremes just to see Him and climbed into a tree.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A rabbi with a dying daughter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A handicapped man whose friends had a "whatever it takes" attitude.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An anonymous woman with an incurable hemorrhage.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A rich, young ruler.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Many more we know about from the biographies of Jesus called "Gospels".  Many, many more we don't.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they had in common was a need, be it spiritual or physical, and they sought out Jesus.  Some were actually looking for Him, with curiosity or even an inkling that He might be the promised Messiah.  Most, not all, embraced Him as Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the 90's (or so) a term was coined to represent men and women who are like the list above: needy and wanting an answer or healing or solution.  If he didn't use the term first, he at least became most famous for its use at his Willow Creek church outside of Chicago, but whether or not you or I agree with him on every point, &lt;a href="http://www.willowcreek.com/events/leadership/2010/speaker_bill_hybels.asp"&gt;Bill &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hybels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;' ministry became symbolic of the term "seeker".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seeker" became a buzz word in some evangelical circles, and typical of evangelicals and fundamentals, whenever someone introduces something new, be it terminology or ministry strategy (which I find are never new, but usually something forgotten retrieved) we (I'm an evangelical) take sides.  At our heart, it seems, we truly enjoy divisiveness &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20Corinthians%201:10-13&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;the Corinthian church&lt;/a&gt; by drawing lines in the sand - and sand constantly shifts - by declaring, "I'm fer it" or "I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;agin&lt;/span&gt; it".  Often in our quest to guard our perceived "orthodoxy" we over-analyze and miss the forest for the trees.  Semantics should never divide.   You say "tom&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;augh&lt;/span&gt;to", I say "tom&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ay&lt;/span&gt;to".  It's still a tomato. "Seeker" simply means someone outside of faith in Christ who needs Him and is searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are two paradoxical  axioms that I ponder.  Actually the second can't truly be called an "axiom" because while it is typical, it is an aberration of what is true.  But because it is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;overwhelmingly&lt;/span&gt;  the "norm" I'll treat it as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. None of us who know Christ as Savior have always been believers.&lt;/span&gt;  No one comes into this world trusting Jesus and on the road to eternal life.  The &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%203:23&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;Bible is clear&lt;/a&gt; that we are all born with a sinful nature that separates us from God and the life He possesses.  Whenever I hear someone say, "I've always believed" I have to ask them, "Really?".  Because that contradicts Scripture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was very little I understood there was God and His Son Jesus.  I didn't doubt that as a child because people I trusted (parents, Sunday school teachers) told me so. As I heard of His love and my own inability to achieve everlasting life  and His provision of grace I became a "seeker".   I distinctly remember asking my mother, who at the time was very religious, but was herself an unbeliever, "How do you get to heaven?".   Her answer, by the way, was typical of mainline religion - "Do your best" - and was wrong.  But it wasn't until I was nearly eleven years old that I understood my personal need for faith in Him that I experienced new birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every child of God was first a "seeker" in some fashion.  But there is also a most confounding pattern I've noticed in my 40 plus years as a believer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. We tend to forget who we were and lose our passion for those who are seeking. &lt;/span&gt; Here's how it works.  We don't plan it this way and never really see it coming.  But in the vast majority of Christians this is how life plays out unless we allow God to help us see the world through His eyes.  Here's the scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our seeking results in finding.  Whether you see it as &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke%2019:10&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;you found Him&lt;/a&gt; or He found you isn't the issue here.  From your perspective, you found Him and received His gift of eternal life.  From His perspective He "found" you.  Jesus is the ultimate "&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke%2019:10&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;seeker&lt;/a&gt;".   And the changes begin in your life.  You connect with a local church and God brings a whole new family and group of friends into your life.  You hunger to know Him and love it whenever you discover new treasure in His word.  You find a place of ministry in the church, serving His family.  Life is better than ever...and it's supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your excitement over your new life is uncontainable and you want all of your family and friends to discover what you've found.  So you invite them to church.  You talk to them about your faith.  Some go with you.  Some even believe.  And those who do become part of your inner circle of friends now that they, too, share this faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as time goes by - maybe a year or two - you gradually begin to lose contact with those old non-believing friends.  You don't hang out with them as much, if at all because your Christian friends and family not only get your priority, they get your everything.  It's been a long time since you talked with a non-believer about Jesus.  You can't remember the last time you invited someone who is unchurched to church with you.  Even when the church has bridging events for the community, you don't invite anyone to come.  Rather than talk to someone who needs Him, you retreat into a "holy huddle" of other believers and talk to them about Him, whether that be a Sunday school class, a Bible study or a small group.  And within the safety of that family you convince yourself you are content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you look around your life and you've lost contact with the world Jesus came to save.  As you've grown older in the faith you've also grown distant from the "seekers" and  from being a "seeker" like Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's happened?  In my next post I'll talk about the need in our lives for balance.  Real Christian maturity, like Jesus, must be balanced with a passion for growing in the faith and going out to reach the yet faithless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-883899493211184894?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/883899493211184894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=883899493211184894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/883899493211184894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/883899493211184894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/12/jesus-loved-themshouldnt-we.html' title='Jesus Loved Them...Shouldn&apos;t We?'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-7482967302804785287</id><published>2010-12-07T07:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T07:58:48.965-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Values'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my country'/><title type='text'>Few Remain on this Dec. 7</title><content type='html'>Remember &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Attack_on_Pearl_Harbor"&gt;Pearl Harbor&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious few who survived the attack by the Imperial Japanese military on the United States are still with us.  If you know one, please make the call or the visit to say "Thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Greatest Generation", after enduring the Great Depression rose to stand tall and protect our freedoms and those of Europe and Asia.  It was a history changing day.  One that will, as President Roosevelt said on that Sunday morning in 1941, "A day that will live in infamy".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-7482967302804785287?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/7482967302804785287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=7482967302804785287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/7482967302804785287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/7482967302804785287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/12/few-remain-on-this-dec-7.html' title='Few Remain on this Dec. 7'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-8477785989018132126</id><published>2010-12-06T10:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T10:36:01.169-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soap Box'/><title type='text'>Resisting Gullibility</title><content type='html'>We are such a gullible people.  Who is "We"?  I don't know...I guess a great many of the people I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the recipient of frequent email "forwards" warning of this and that, even though after my email signature I've included the line "No forwards, please.  Please."  And I've learned, after accepting some on face value (since I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; the person who sent it to me has thoroughly checked it out) that it must be  valid, to do my own checking before either buying in to it or God help me, passing it on.  And I confess, I've learned the hard way, with egg on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you won't find me jumping on popular bandwagons that seem to flourish these days, especially on Facebook.  If I don't know the source, I don't pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hot thing on Facebook the past few days has been to change your profile picture to a cartoon character in an effort to bring awareness to child abuse.  I declined, not because I don't think child abuse is a scourge on our society, but because I just don't join in on those FB things.  I don't have a farm either.  Now, if I had been asked to donate to a credible organization that combats child abuse, and to replace my picture with a cartoon if I did, that would have been more appealing to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then this morning I get this message, posted by a FB friend that starts with the word "WARNING".  That's a sure tip-off that whatever follows has no factual basis.  The warning was that the group behind the cartoon pictures is really a pedophile organization!  (It's been on the news!) My response, "And you know this to be factual because...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the proliferation of information out there, pumped in to a kazillion computers and easily accessible with a quick search on your favorite engine, anyone can find anything on the internet.  Anything.  Doesn't matter if there's any factual truth to it or not.  In today's information age, including the media as well as the internet the soil is fertile for every conspiracy theory imaginable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's the danger.  Without the wisdom of God we are prey to all of it.  And in the Christian community, of which I am a part, when you couple gullibility with conspiracy built upon shoddy biblical exegesis and interpretation the result is always negative.  It is a shame that those who have free access to that wisdom can be the most gullible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the old Sunday school song from my distant past.  "Be careful little eyes what you see; ears what you hear; mouths what you say".  Before jumping on the bandwagon, stop and ask, "Really?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-8477785989018132126?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/8477785989018132126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=8477785989018132126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8477785989018132126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8477785989018132126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/12/resisting-gullibility.html' title='Resisting Gullibility'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-8540843238401160722</id><published>2010-12-02T08:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T08:43:17.401-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Values'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chrstianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>Join the Advent Conspiracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVrCwFgzo-k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVrCwFgzo-k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://adventconspiracy.org"&gt;Advent Conspiracy&lt;/a&gt; to learn more how you can get involved and change your Christmas forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-8540843238401160722?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/8540843238401160722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=8540843238401160722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8540843238401160722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8540843238401160722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/12/join-advent-conspiracy.html' title='Join the Advent Conspiracy'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-5662817730676249606</id><published>2010-12-01T08:55:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T09:28:18.325-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity; culture'/><title type='text'>Our Newfound Annual American Tradition: Ban Christmas</title><content type='html'>Every year now,  around the first of December we begin hearing of American governments, mostly local, working hard to please "progressives" and "civil libertarians" by ensuring the word "Christmas" and anything related to it is removed from any public venue.  Hence, public schools have banned traditional carols, trees are now given the adjective "holiday", manger scenes are prohibited.  In NYC there's a battle over &lt;a href="http://www.necn.com/12/01/10/Christmas-billboard-battle-rages-over-Li/landing_arts.html?blockID=363893&amp;amp;feedID=4214"&gt;billboards&lt;/a&gt;.  The athiests telling passersby that "You know it's (Christmas) a myth" vs. the Catholic league - "This season celebrate Jesus as the reason".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.nbcphiladelphia.com/news/local-beat/City-Officials-Remove-Christmas--111032004.html"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; is current on the news and comes from Philadelphia, which ironically is the location of our freedoms' birthplace as Americans.  Those freedoms include the right to worship as we please, to be free from governmental interference with our religious choices, and the right to free speech.  Yet in Philly it seems the word "Christmas" must come down from a German village scene.  It seems the thought is that Christmas is exclusive to Christians (who would ever have thought that?!) and the village should be inclusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that Christmas is so offensive?  After all, most of what is disguised as Christmas these days really is not.  Of course, the answer is that the foundation of the holiday is a celebration of the birth of Christ.  And there is the dig for those wanting to keep any mention of Christmas out of public space.  The offense is bringing Christ into the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Christians are so outraged they want to mount a crusade.  Personally, I feel it is sad to watch our own freedoms so rapidly eroding in a country that feels it necessary to attempt to bring freedom to other countries.  While we're fighting for others we're losing the battle at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as a Christ-follower the attacks against religious freedom when Christ is mentioned are no surprise.  Jesus told His disciples to expect rejection because of Him.  Peter, who heard those words later wrote to the 1st Century believers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"but for the unbelieving, the stone [Christ] that the builders rejected—this One has become the cornerstone, and a stone that causes men to stumble, and a rock that trips them up.  They stumble by disobeying the message; they were destined for this."&lt;/span&gt; (1 Peter 2:7-8 HCSB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Americans citizens we may be seeing our rights eroded, but as Christians and citizens of the Kingdom of God we have no such rights.  What is happening is part of God's plan for redeeming this world, whether we understand or like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do we do?  Do we surrender "Christmas" to those bent on stamping out any mention of Christ?  Well, do we really believe that any government or kingdom can keep Christ out of our hearts and lives?  Of course not.  Witness what is happening in China, an atheistic communist regime with no freedom of religion.  Yet, perhaps the greatest growth of Christianity in the world is taking place behind the "bamboo curtain".  How do they deal with Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest thing we can do is to teach our children about Christ and about faith and live it before them.  They may live to see an America where religious freedoms have been totally removed, and they need a strong foundation of faith should that come to pass.  Let's hope and pray it does not.  But it may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can share Christ with our neighbors and friends.  Explain to them in conversations that may begin with a simple "Merry Christmas" why Christ is at the heart of your celebration.  When the cashier at the store wishes you a PC "Happy Holiday", smile and return their greeting with "And a Merry Christmas to you."  Invite your unchurched friends to your church's Christmas concert or Christmas Eve services.  There is no greater opportunity to talk about Jesus than the Christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while we still have the freedom to speak up, do so in a Christ-like way.  Too often in this country it is a vocally loud minority who pressures our officials to bow to their wishes.  Vote for those who oppose such nonsense as neutralizing Christmas into a generic holiday.  Be a good citizen.  But keep in mind, you are also a citizen of another kingdom, and that citizenship is more precious than being a citizen of any nation on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, go out and have a Merry Christmas.  May your celebration this year be the best ever, and may the gift of God be passed on by you who believe to your children and your friends.  Let's redeem the time.  Our purpose on earth is to spread the Good News, not to attack those who  don't get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-5662817730676249606?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/5662817730676249606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=5662817730676249606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5662817730676249606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/5662817730676249606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-newfound-annual-american-tradition.html' title='Our Newfound Annual American Tradition: Ban Christmas'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-7793257687316132708</id><published>2010-11-29T08:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T08:49:28.380-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>The Advent Conspiracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TPOvGSbULtI/AAAAAAAABjM/xSGZCt2PMi8/s1600/Advent%2Bconspiracy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TPOvGSbULtI/AAAAAAAABjM/xSGZCt2PMi8/s320/Advent%2Bconspiracy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544968088783695570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adventconspiracy.org/"&gt;Adventconspiracy.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out and see if you and yours can't spend less, give more and truly celebrate the birth of Christ this year more than ever before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-7793257687316132708?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/7793257687316132708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=7793257687316132708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/7793257687316132708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/7793257687316132708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/11/advent-conspiracy.html' title='The Advent Conspiracy'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TPOvGSbULtI/AAAAAAAABjM/xSGZCt2PMi8/s72-c/Advent%2Bconspiracy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-843625399114969463</id><published>2010-11-25T02:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T08:38:54.996-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my country'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day: An American Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;While earlier American presidents issued proclamations on occasion for days of prayer, fasting and thanksgiving, it has been an annual tradition in our country for our President to do so since Abraham Lincoln’s Thanksgiving proclamation of 1863.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I found it enlightening to read the words of these men of our past – especially in how they gave encouragement to our citizenry to worship, pray and give thanks to God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a great tradition that I hope will live on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here is a random sampling from those proclamations.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hope their words inspire you this Thanksgiving as they have me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do therefore invite my fellow-citizens… to set apart and observe the last Thursday of November next as a day of thanksgiving and praise to our beneficent Father who dwelleth in the heavens&lt;/span&gt;. – A. Lincoln, 1863&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I recommend that they gather in their several places of worship and devoutly give Him thanks for the prosperity wherewith He has endowed us, for seedtime and harvest, for the valor, devotion, and humanity of our armies and navies, and for all His benefits to us as individuals and as a nation; and that they humbly pray for the continuance of His divine favor, for concord and amity with other nations, and for righteousness and peace in all our ways.&lt;/span&gt; – W. McKinley, 1900&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let us remember that, as much has been given us, much will be expected from us, and that true homage comes from the heart as well as from the lips, and shows itself in deeds. We can best prove our thankfulness to the Almighty by the way in which on this earth and at this time each of us does his duty to his fellow-men.&lt;/span&gt; – T. Roosevelt, 1901&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May we on that day in our churches and in our homes give humble thanks for the blessings bestowed upon us during the year past by Almighty God.&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;F. Roosevelt, 1932&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I…do hereby proclaim …a day of national thanksgiving, and I call upon every citizen to offer thanks to God for His gracious guidance and help. Again I ask all my countrymen to appeal to the Most High, that the God of our Fathers who has blessed this land beyond all others will in His infinite mercy grant to all nations that peace which the world cannot give. I entreat them, in church, chapel and synagogue, in their homes and in the busy walks of life, every day and everywhere, to pray for peace.&lt;/span&gt; – H. Truman, 1950&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;…for the unity of spirit which has made our country strong; and for the continuing faith under His guidance that has kept us a religious people with freedom of worship for all, we should kneel in humble thanksgiving.&lt;/span&gt; – Pres. Eisenhower, 1953&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I urge that all observe this day with reverence and with humility.  Let us renew the spirit of the Pilgrims at the first Thanksgiving, lonely in an inscrutable wilderness, facing the dark unknown with a faith borne of their dedication to God…&lt;/span&gt; - Pres. Kennedy, 1962&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;…it is our desire to observe, in the custom and tradition of our forebears, a special day dedicated to giving thanks to God - a day on which to lay aside our daily tasks and cares and pay joyous homage to Him. We are impelled to raise our voices in His praise and to proclaim our heartfelt gratitude for another year…&lt;/span&gt; - L. Johnson, 1964&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I ask all Americans to gather on that day with their families and neighbors in their homes and in their houses of worship to give thanks for the blessings Almighty God has bestowed upon us.&lt;/span&gt; – J. Carter, 1977&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let us pause from our many activities to give thanks to almighty God for our bountiful harvests and abundant freedoms. Let us call upon Him for continued guidance and assistance in all our endeavors. And let us ever be mindful of the faith and spiritual values that have made our Nation great and that alone can keep us great.&lt;/span&gt; – R. Reagan, 1986&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Source: Pilgrimhall.org&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-843625399114969463?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/843625399114969463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=843625399114969463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/843625399114969463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/843625399114969463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-day-american-tradition.html' title='Thanksgiving Day: An American Tradition'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-6880707974008627482</id><published>2010-11-21T22:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:33:45.728-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastoring'/><title type='text'>Love Hurts (sometimes)</title><content type='html'>This past week has been one of heartbreak for me on several points. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone is is called by God to shepherd His flock are by nature of the business vulnerable.  You can't help it.  God trusts you with the care of His sheep and that requires loving them.  And that's good.  But sometimes that love brings hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheep stray.  Because they are essentially defenseless creatures they become easy prey for the wolves that continually circle the fold.  And sheep die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week I've seen all of it.  I am so grateful for the grace that God provides to handle the tough stuff and that the Chief Shepherd's shoulders are broad enough to carry the burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to pray for your pastors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-6880707974008627482?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/6880707974008627482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=6880707974008627482' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6880707974008627482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6880707974008627482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-hurts-sometimes.html' title='Love Hurts (sometimes)'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-6532644245411623324</id><published>2010-11-10T05:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T05:48:00.783-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my country'/><title type='text'>Say "Thanks" to a Veteran for his/her service</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TNc12EMIjiI/AAAAAAAABjE/RFy7oUiS27Y/s1600/veterans_bench_dedication098a_web1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TNc12EMIjiI/AAAAAAAABjE/RFy7oUiS27Y/s320/veterans_bench_dedication098a_web1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536953469829156386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I was at our local nursing home and engaged in a conversation with Harold, a veteran of World War II.  He served in the Army Air Corps, the predecessor to the US Air Force.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we talked, because of his age and physical limitations he was somewhat slumped over in his wheel chair.  But when I said, "Thank you for your service to our country", he looked up at me and replied, "Thank you".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I meet a veteran I try to say those words.  Their willingness to put on the uniform of the United States is not taken lightly in my view.  And just thanking them always brings a smile to their faces if not a look of surprise.  Apparently they don't hear it often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days loom large this week.  The first is Wednesday, November 10 and the Marine Corps' Birthday - the oldest military force in our country.  Semper Fi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second, of course, is Thursday, November 11, Veterans Day.  Memorial Day in May is when we remember those who died for our country.  This one is to say "Thanks" to those who served in uniform and lived to tell about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So express your gratitude to a Veteran this week.  Make their day.  Fly the flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you can, get out to a Veterans Day ceremony in your town.  Take the kids.  Teach them appreciation for our flag and how to stand and place their hands over their hearts as the Star Spangled Banner is sung and the Pledge of Allegiance is proudly recited.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom isn't free.  Thanks to all our Veterans for your service.  And we pray for those in active duty service today, especially those on foreign soil.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-6532644245411623324?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/6532644245411623324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=6532644245411623324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6532644245411623324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6532644245411623324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/11/say-thanks-to-veteran-for-hisher.html' title='Say &quot;Thanks&quot; to a Veteran for his/her service'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/TNc12EMIjiI/AAAAAAAABjE/RFy7oUiS27Y/s72-c/veterans_bench_dedication098a_web1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-4927819111746443500</id><published>2010-11-05T21:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:28:45.744-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evangelical Ed and Edith'/><title type='text'>Ed and Edith are on a mission</title><content type='html'>Pastor and his wife are on a week of vacation!  Most in the church are glad they could get away and enjoy the time off.  After all, everyone needs a break, even pastors, right?  Most think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But while the cat's away the mice are playing.  Here's an opportunity to do some underhanded, covert operations, and Ed and Edith are on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Ed's a bit frosted that the pastor would take a vacation &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;.  After all, there are important items on the church calendar and shouldn't the pastor be here?  Committee meetings (especially the committee on committees), the choir's progressive dinner,  the exterminator is coming for the annual pest inspection.  It's January and he needs to be here for the start of the new year, it's May and that's just before the "summer slump", it's summer and everybody else is on vacation, it's fall and don't we have a revival scheduled soon?  There's really no good time for a vacation, Pastor.  Sorry.  And that guest preacher who filled in for you...well, he wasn't what we are used to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are other underlying reasons Ed and Edith are on a mission.  Really it's about control, and Pastor has lately been showing some initiative - some would call it "leadership".  New people are taking on roles in the church; new ministries are being started.  For Ed and Edith it feels like they are losing their grip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as the pastor and his long-suffering wife are enjoying palm trees and gentle breezes, little do they know that a storm is brewing back home.  By the way, they would have never been able to afford a vacation like this had not some folks in the church provided it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edith, who also has been doing the pastor's taxes the last couple of years is on a campaign to tell everyone in the church that their pastor makes more salary than any other pastor in the county.  Actually, he is probably the lowest paid pastor around.  In fact, he never got a raise of any kind his first five years in the church.  Nada.  Because of that, he was forced to take on some supplemental employment as a handyman to help make ends meet.  There's nothing wrong with that if that's what it takes.  But even then, some in the church, like Edith, resented the fact that he wasn't at her beck and call 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ed?  He's started a petition calling for a vote to remove the pastor!  It's the American way, right?  Before and after church last Sunday he approached those he thought would be on his side to sign the petition.  This was something he cooked up on his own, however.  The deacons didn't find out about it until one of them was called by a member questioning the petition's legitimacy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving home, refreshed from their holiday, Pastor and wife find several unsettling messages on their voice mail.  "Pastor, the deacons need to meet with you ASAP.  There's a petition going around..."  "Pastor, is it true you are the highest paid clergyman in the county?  Can our church really afford that?"  Their hearts sink into the pits of their stomachs.  Welcome back to the real world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately the deacons, who wield great authority in the church, are visibly incensed at what is going on behind their backs.  "We'll take care of it, Pastor."  So Ed and Edith get a phone call, telling them what they are doing is out of bounds and to cease and desist with the petition and the insinuation that the church is being robbed with every paycheck Pastor receives.  The salary, by the way, is voted on annually by the congregation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed and Edith have a choice.  Stay or leave.  Shocked that they've been confronted and told what they are doing is not very Christian, they decide they are no longer welcome in their church.  "There are plenty of other churches in town that would love to have us as members", they tell themselves.  They've had that same conversation with themselves before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the next day they show up at the church with both of their vehicles, including Ed's pick up truck.  Since they both have keys to the church it doesn't matter that no one else is there to explain what they're up to.  But into the nursery they go, and out with them comes a rocking chair, a changing table, a crib and the curtains (Edith prefers to call them "window treatments").  You see, two years ago, with the arrival of their first grandchild, Ed and Edith joyfully offered to refurbish the nursery.  Who knew there were strings attached? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity the church that gets the nursery furnishings next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, back at their old church, for some reason it seems as if Someone has opened up the windows and let the fresh air come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Believe it or not, Ed and Edith's stories are based on real life.  I couldn't make these things up!  If you want to read other installments on Evangelical Ed and Edith, click on their link under "Labels" on the right side of this page.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-4927819111746443500?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/4927819111746443500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=4927819111746443500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4927819111746443500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4927819111746443500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/11/ed-and-edith-are-on-mission.html' title='Ed and Edith are on a mission'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-427532991910421876</id><published>2010-11-03T09:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T09:41:07.376-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leadership'/><title type='text'>Everything Rises and Falls</title><content type='html'>Watching the American political scene, especially the last 10 months has reaffirmed the maxim that "everything rises and falls on leadership" in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaders set the tone and the pace.  They say, "Follow me", and whether it's to utopia or the blind are leading the blind, the destination and course of the journey rides on their vision or lack of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also lead by example.  People follow what they see more than what they hear.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't envy political/governmental leaders - not at the national level - not at the local level.  They have to try to please everyone and that's just plain impossible.  If you ever hear that I'm considering running for anything, even dog catcher, please break out the two-by-four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am a leader, not by choice or by election but by calling.  And I have to wonder, especially when those I lead are straying from the flock, or ignoring the warnings from the shepherd that there are predators nearby, how responsible am I for their wandering?  Did I do my job?  Did I stumble or fail to act because of fear?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It weighs heavy on my heart.  Some days more so than others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-427532991910421876?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/427532991910421876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=427532991910421876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/427532991910421876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/427532991910421876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/11/everything-rises-and-falls.html' title='Everything Rises and Falls'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-1758679922000979246</id><published>2010-11-01T13:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T13:47:53.315-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my country'/><title type='text'>Vote tomorrow!  It's our watch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kKFnjfm17bo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kKFnjfm17bo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-1758679922000979246?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/1758679922000979246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=1758679922000979246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/1758679922000979246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/1758679922000979246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/11/vote-tomorrow-its-our-watch.html' title='Vote tomorrow!  It&apos;s our watch.'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-1854123349149436146</id><published>2010-10-28T21:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:00:17.364-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my country'/><title type='text'>Tony Bennett at 84 Belts it Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zHg26NmsqSk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zHg26NmsqSk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony is a WWII Army veteran who served in Europe, liberating concentration camps.  I think he meant every word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-1854123349149436146?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/1854123349149436146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=1854123349149436146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/1854123349149436146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/1854123349149436146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/10/tony-bennett-at-84-belts-it-out.html' title='Tony Bennett at 84 Belts it Out'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-3739237262224100146</id><published>2010-10-28T20:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T20:31:46.823-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Where are Jackson and Sharpton? #2</title><content type='html'>President Obama &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20101025/ap_on_el_pr/us_obama"&gt;says&lt;/a&gt;, "We don't mind the Republicans joining us. They can come for the ride,  but they gotta sit in back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had that statement been made by a Republican about the Democrats my hunch is that the Revs would be all over it as 'racist'.  I wonder what &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rosa_Parks"&gt;Rosa Parks&lt;/a&gt; would say to Mr. Obama?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-3739237262224100146?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/3739237262224100146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=3739237262224100146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3739237262224100146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3739237262224100146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/10/where-are-jackson-and-sharpton-2.html' title='Where are Jackson and Sharpton? #2'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-8166235353225781908</id><published>2010-10-27T10:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T10:59:55.754-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life; pastoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Bewitched Believers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O foolish Galatians, who hath bewitched you, that ye should not obey the truth, before whose eyes Jesus Christ hath been evidently set forth, crucified among you? 2This only would I learn of you, Received ye the Spirit by the works of the law, or by the hearing of faith? 3Are ye so foolish? having begun in the Spirit, are ye now made perfect by the flesh?&lt;/span&gt; Galatians 3:1-3 KJV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(First off, this isn't a "Halloween" post.  If you want to read something about the evils of trick or treating you'll have to go somewhere else. And there are a gazillion places on the web to do that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often I've shared while teaching a tidbit of my personal background and church heritage.  While my childhood pastors proclaimed salvation by grace there was always the sense in those churches that behind every corner lurked an evil temptation.  So there was always a level of distrust when the church ventured beyond the walls of "the church".  Be careful out there...if they don't dot their "i's" or cross there "t's" just like us, chances are there's something bad in the mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we couldn't participate in certain things at school or in entertainment.  Square dancing in PE class required us to have a letter from our parents exempting us.  Walt Disney movies (while Walt was still in charge) that were always innocent and tasteful were taboo because the price of admission went to foster the "Hollywood lifestyle" of people like Liz Taylor, etc.  At least that's what I heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's taken me forty-plus years to recover from legalistic leanings.  Yet I have to confess, buried somewhere deep in my soul are the tendencies to revert to a self-righteous position of condemning things not really addressed in the Scriptures.  I fight it regularly, and only by God's grace do I not go back.  Such a thought sends chills up my spiritual spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I've learned in my years of pastoral ministry is that certain personalities (mine included) are drawn by Phariseeism.  You know - the Pharisees were the religious fundamentalists of Jesus' day who said, "We're right and everyone else (including you, Jesus) are wrong."  They claimed to be the anointed keepers of the Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within every church, going back to the 1st Century are personalities who either were saved out of legalism or who because of their upbringing are drawn to the idea that the stricter the rules, the holier the life.  And inevitably that belief leads to tightening the turniquet around the life of the Spirit in the hearts of believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul called those in the Galatian churches who had reverted back to grace plus law "bewitched".  It's as though they were under a spell.  Following Paul's departure from their region, Judaizers - Jews who taught Gentiles that before you could become a Christian you had to first become a Jew by circumcision (ouch) - came into these fledgling churches, pulling out their credentials as teachers, and brought the confusion that legalism brings, especially to those of us with a bent toward that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where I see the Judaizers today.  Sure, they're in local churches.  Always will be.  They've always had their publications.  My mom used to subscribe to one and I read it as a kid every week.  But with the free soap box (that I am currently using) of the internet, they are just a Google away from anyone's computer.  And from the computer their interpretations go directly where?  Into our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graciously the Holy Spirit has been teaching me for 44 years that Christianity brings liberty, not bondage to standards we create that the Creator never intended.  Straining at gnats and fixating on the speck in someone else's eye only breeds a negativism that stifles what matters most: loving men and women into the Kingdom of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, be careful little eyes what you see.  Be careful little ears what you hear."  That was a good lesson from my childhood.  At &lt;a href="www.nagsheadchurch.org"&gt;NHC&lt;/a&gt; we've determined not to allow Phariseeism in any form to take a foothold among us. And that includes in me as well. Our elders are committed to that.  We won't permit ourselves to major on the minors, which is the hallmark of a legalistic spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ hath made us free, and be not entangled again with the yoke of bondage.&lt;/span&gt; Galatians 5:1 KJV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You'll note that for this post I've chosen to use the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Authorized Version&lt;/span&gt; of the Bible.  Sorry, I must have been leaning that direction.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-8166235353225781908?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/8166235353225781908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=8166235353225781908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8166235353225781908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8166235353225781908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/10/bewitched-believers.html' title='Bewitched Believers'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-4194803124539870377</id><published>2010-10-23T16:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T16:18:28.696-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chrstianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture; politics'/><title type='text'>You find a way to do the right thing</title><content type='html'>Students in Hamilton County, TN were told by their school superintendent that a prayer over the PA system at football games would no longer be allowed, due to reaction from the minority who feel freedom of speech does not include talking to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, instead of tucking their collective tails between their legs and forsaking a prayer, the students and student athletes took matters into their own hands.  Quite legally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read about it &lt;a href="http://http://www.timesfreepress.com/news/2010/oct/23/students-pray-before-game/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Separation of church/state in this country means that the state cannot dictate religion, ie. require anyone to pray, go to church, etc.  But the Supreme Court has ruled that the public schools cannot forbid student led activities, such as prayer of this sort.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to see young people not be deterred by the political correctness of anti-religious expression that seems to pervade our government.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more than one way to skin that cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-4194803124539870377?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/4194803124539870377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=4194803124539870377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4194803124539870377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/4194803124539870377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-find-way-to-do-right-thing.html' title='You find a way to do the right thing'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-8110045556549899374</id><published>2010-10-22T11:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T11:32:58.186-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hypocrisy'/><title type='text'>Where are Jackson and Sharpton?</title><content type='html'>Juan Williams, a liberal, former Washington Post reporter and writer known for his writings on the Civil Rights movement...and dare I say, a black man... was fired by National Public Radio for having a less than politically correct opinion.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also appears as a commentator on the FOX news network, not that that has anything to do with his firing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching and listening all morning.  I've yet to see Jesse or Al pop up blasting NPR for being unfair and calling for a Congressional investigation.  (NPR is owned by the US Gov't.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse and Al, it's not like you to stay silent like this.  Where are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-8110045556549899374?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/8110045556549899374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=8110045556549899374' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8110045556549899374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8110045556549899374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/10/where-are-jackson-and-sharpton.html' title='Where are Jackson and Sharpton?'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-8033849666324239006</id><published>2010-10-16T14:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T15:28:24.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evangelical Ed and Edith'/><title type='text'>Ed and Edith are losing their pastor (again)</title><content type='html'>He's been there about 3 years now.  Upon his arrival Ed and Edith were among the smiling "We're so glad you're here" congregants who shook his hand after that inaugural sermon.  Those early Deacons and committee meetings (that he was required to attend but had no "vote" in any decision making) always seemed respectful of his insights and suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, alas, the honeymoon didn't last very long.&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't meeting up with Ed and Edith's expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pastor, your sermons tend to be a bit too long."  "OK.  How long do you think they should be?"  "Fifteen minutes should be just about right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pastor, we don't think you should be taking the youth out of town to do missions projects.  There are plenty of things to do right here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pastor, if we do missions projects (handicap ramps; storm damage repairs) here for people we'll be taking income out of the hands of local tradesmen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pastor, we think you should only use this version of the Bible when you preach."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pastor, don't you think the church grass is getting a bit high?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pastor, you didn't ask the visitors in church to stand and introduce themselves.  We like it when you do that."  (Never mind that it embarrasses all of them...except maybe vacationing pastors.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially Ed and Edith and their cohorts had constructed a list of what they found lacking in their pastor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not surprisingly "something else" suddenly opened up for their pastor, and he announced his resignation.  Ed and Edith were flabbergasted.  How could he leave them?  It was even said to him that if he left God would "get him". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask the pastor his answer would be, "As quickly as I can".  Ask his wife, by the way, what she thinks about their leaving and she just smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they're back to square one.  Once again Ed and Edith will chair and select the new pastor search committee.   Smiles everyone!  Smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And yes, everything above is based on a real story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For other posts in my Ed and Edith series click on "Evangelical Ed and Edith" under Labels on the right of this page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-8033849666324239006?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/8033849666324239006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=8033849666324239006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8033849666324239006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8033849666324239006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/10/ed-and-edith-are-losing-their-pastor.html' title='Ed and Edith are losing their pastor (again)'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-2991034537861702109</id><published>2010-10-02T15:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T19:08:18.493-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soap Box'/><title type='text'>Absolute Power Absolutely Corrupts</title><content type='html'>There's lots of scary stuff in &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/us/2010/10/02/brand-pastor-built-fosters-fierce-member-loyalty/"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; about uncontrolled ego, unabashed materialism and unquestioned authority.  Bishop Eddie Long has so many flashing yellow lights going on around him and his "ministry" that even if he wins the lawsuit against him, you have to wonder how people like this can have any credibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder the unbelieving world thinks Christians are fools - not for our belief in a crucified, risen, returning Savior - but for blind allegiance to blind leaders.  "Jesus" is not a name to be used to satisfy our own lustful passions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're just getting over the wannabe book burner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-2991034537861702109?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/2991034537861702109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=2991034537861702109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2991034537861702109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2991034537861702109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/10/absolute-power-absolutely-corrupts.html' title='Absolute Power Absolutely Corrupts'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-8399030786352376384</id><published>2010-09-09T10:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T10:32:19.635-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my country'/><title type='text'>Smoke Signals</title><content type='html'>Not only is an extremist church in Florida threatening to burn copies of the Koran, our tax dollars are being used to &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/asiapcf/05/20/us.military.bibles.burned/index.html"&gt;burn Bibles&lt;/a&gt; in Afghanistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are that neither will accomplish the goals of the match holders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-8399030786352376384?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/8399030786352376384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=8399030786352376384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8399030786352376384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/8399030786352376384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/09/smoke-signals.html' title='Smoke Signals'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-2298424104544607018</id><published>2010-09-06T20:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:40:47.114-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity; culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>Grabbing Attention or Taking a Stand?</title><content type='html'>Do churches need to &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2010/09/06/petraeus-warns-churchs-koran-burning"&gt;burn Korans&lt;/a&gt; in order to demonstrate their opposition to Islam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure I understand how having a bonfire fed by a religious book accomplishes anything good or is in any way Christ-like.   Jesus didn't burn the books containing the religious traditions He found so offensive.  Nor did He advocate His followers to set books on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an occasion in Acts 19 where books were burned.  But the story has no resemblance to what the Gainesville, FL church plans.  The Ephesians who burned their books had been converted from pagan sorcery to life in Christ.  It wasn't a protest.  It was for them a rejection of their own past.  It was a declaration of their new-found freedom.  My hunch is the folks who will be pitching Korans into a fire were never Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ramifications of their planned book burning are far reaching.  General Patraeus warns that going ahead with the burning will only serve to ignite a greater hatred for and inspire an increased effort on the part of Taliban against US servicemen serving in Afghanistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly doubt that we can fight spiritual warfare - which is what the Gainesville church claims it is doing - with book burnings.  There are better ways of evangelizing the world than by alienating those who need to hear the Gospel by extremist acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or could it be that this is mostly a publicity stunt?  If so, it's way over the top.  Have they burned any other religions' books?  If not, they should be consistent and do so.  Why just pick on one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A better way to observe Sept. 11 - the date of the planned burning - might be to remember those who died and honor those who gave their lives in efforts to save lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-2298424104544607018?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/2298424104544607018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=2298424104544607018' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2298424104544607018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/2298424104544607018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/09/grabbing-attention-or-taking-stand.html' title='Grabbing Attention or Taking a Stand?'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-958791357910925627</id><published>2010-08-30T22:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T22:18:56.884-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>Real Christianity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A few weeks ago a medical team was brutally murdered in Afghanistan by Taliban.  One of those killed was the young son of a long-time friend.  Below is taken from an email he sent to friends telling about the memorial service that followed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We did things a little differently in that we had  Brian's burial before the memorial service. The idea was to show that  we, as followers of Christ, go from death to life. Our pastor gave a 10  minute devotional followed by my family releasing 7 white doves (pigeons  actually, but who cares) as a symbol of peace and the Holy Spirit of  God, and issued a statement of heartfelt forgiveness to the men who  killed these 10 aid workers. I can understand just a little bit how  Stephen could say, "Lord, do not hold these sins against them". They are  men who are lost and have acted only on the sin nature that we all  possess. Yes, they are guilty of murder and if caught, they will be  dealt with. Without Christ, they are already condemned!! They were mere  pawns in the hand of the Almighty to wake up thousands of sleeping  Christians and challenge unbelievers as to why a young man would  knowingly and willing risk his life serving the ungodly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-958791357910925627?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/958791357910925627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=958791357910925627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/958791357910925627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/958791357910925627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/08/real-christianity.html' title='Real Christianity'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-9135852949258216959</id><published>2010-08-25T12:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T12:05:03.569-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soap Box'/><title type='text'>Playing the Blame Game</title><content type='html'>It's not my fault I'm drunk.  &lt;a href="http://www.ydr.com/ci_15882938"&gt;The raisins did it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will never change in our lives until we take responsibility for our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-9135852949258216959?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/9135852949258216959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=9135852949258216959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/9135852949258216959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/9135852949258216959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/08/playing-blame-game.html' title='Playing the Blame Game'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-6671718563246635180</id><published>2010-08-19T16:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T16:33:59.485-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><title type='text'>Sometimes you can't do nothing #3</title><content type='html'>Locally our summer labor force includes several hundred (I guess) international students.  They come from all over the planet to work in the US, enjoy what we have to offer and to learn our culture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately some come here to either be killed or seriously maimed on our roads.  Each summer accidents involving international students occur primarily because these young adults have not learned our laws or our culture as it pertains to traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Europe (where most of these students are from) bicycles and automobiles function together in a kind of chaotic harmony.  If you've been to Europe you know what I mean.  There are probably more bicycles on the roads than cars.  But that's not so here in the US.  And in a traffic heavy resort community where the majority of drivers are not local and are unfamiliar at best with addresses and locations, adding foreign bicyclers to the mix is an often deadly recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American drivers are not accustomed to sharing the road with bicyclists.  Ask any American biker.  They understand that riding on the shoulder can be a toxic exercise.  And when the road is US 158, a "highway" with a speed limit of 50MPH and 5 lanes of traffic, the dangers are multiplied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our internationals haven't learned the dangers.  You can see them riding bikes, going against traffic (which is illegal) on narrow shoulders or in the right lane, at at any time, 24 hours a day.   Many of them walk to work and home, and will cross a dangerous highway without the aid of a crosswalk or traffic light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago another young eastern European student was seriously injured and had to be flown by helicopter to the nearest trauma center, which is 80 miles away.  She probably didn't know what she was doing was foolish at best and life threatening at worst.   Fortunately she survived.  Barely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of seeing and hearing of these accidents.  I'm tired of responding to them as a public safety chaplain.  But being tired doesn't help lessen the carnage.  So I'm moved to action.  Once the dust settles a bit around here (meaning we're past summer) I plan to take steps to initiate some kind of bicycle/pedestrian safety training for these young people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the local businesses that employ them will get on board, as well as the police departments of our towns.  But we've seen enough of them die or have their lives permanently altered because their ignorance of our laws and culture.  Somebody's got to get the word out to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might as well be me who is part of the solution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-6671718563246635180?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/6671718563246635180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=6671718563246635180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6671718563246635180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/6671718563246635180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/08/sometimes-you-cant-do-nothing-3.html' title='Sometimes you can&apos;t do nothing #3'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891271368543527189.post-3578427360580854434</id><published>2010-08-15T13:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T14:03:48.077-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injustice'/><title type='text'>Sometimes you can't do nothing #2</title><content type='html'>I'm having a summer of experiences that are pushing me into new territory.  My previous post introduced this thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a second experience and how I reacted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early the other morning I took my wife's car to the local convenience store to gas it up for her.  It was on "E" and she had a trip to take later in the AM.  I pulled in beside a pump and filled her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the pump was a pick up truck being filled.  The driver and passengers were painters, on their way (I assumed) to a day's work.  They were guys from another country/culture.  While filling up, several of them had gone into the store for drinks, snacks, etc.  At that time of the morning the store is pretty crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but notice a car parked a few yards away because of the loud "conversation" taking place.  I paid no attention to what was being said, but watched out of the corner of my eye.  In the car were a man and woman, likely husband/wife, and he was obviously agitated.  My first thought was that they were having an argument, so I was going to watch just in case it escalated beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I replaced the nozzle and started back into the car to leave, this parked car pulled in behind me to be the next to gas up.  Nothing wrong with that.  But then, as soon as he came to a stop, he began to curse and swear at the painters on the other side.  Apparently he thought they were taking far too long to fill up.  They were, after all waiting on some inside and enjoying a bit of conversation among themselves in the mean time.  I don't know what all they were saying because I'm not fluent in their native tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am fluent in English - even in redneck profanity.  I know what all those words mean, and I also know they are inappropriate in a public place.  Sorry, I'm old fashioned that way.  So when he began his tirade from the driver's seat of his car, blasting these men with words about their relationships to their mothers (which I doubt he really knew anything about), I reacted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It probably didn't occur to the painters to go ahead and move their truck from the pump while waiting on the rest of their party to come out from the store.  For them, this was a time to socialize.  They didn't know that we Americans are always in a hurry.  (Maybe we should consider practicing "siesta").  So to the irate middle-aged man in his red, white and blue ball cap, these immigrants were being inconsiderate of his time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help think maybe there was more bothering him than their lingering at the pump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, I don't tolerate public profanity.  It's a sickness in our society.  So my reaction was quick.  In a flash I was literally in his face as he still sat behind the wheel.  I told him that if he didn't cease and desist I would call the police.  And I would have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reacted in somewhat a state of shock (maybe that I would come to the defense of these foreigners) and hastily started to explain why he was so mad.  I cut him off and said something to the effect that no one deserves to be talked to in that language and if he continued (as I reached for my cell phone) I would call the cops.  And he and I are from the same generation, too, in case you might think he was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he didn't need the gas because he backed away and drove off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me this was a cultural injustice taking place.  Sure, they likely don't appreciate our American way of thinking because we're moving so fast.  And sure, he probably never thought that in their country/culture they weren't doing anything wrong.  But his verbal abuse was unnecessary and crass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think you have to take a stand and do something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891271368543527189-3578427360580854434?l=nagsheader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/feeds/3578427360580854434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3891271368543527189&amp;postID=3578427360580854434' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3578427360580854434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891271368543527189/posts/default/3578427360580854434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nagsheader.blogspot.com/2010/08/sometimes-you-cant-do-nothing-2.html' title='Sometimes you can&apos;t do nothing #2'/><author><name>Rick Lawrenson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04472532417528025895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-glSoirwZk/SW_F4yilNXI/AAAAAAAAArs/Ysfzzt94OCw/S220/IMGP2995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
