Coach Dad

I haven't had alot of free moments to sit down with the house being quiet lately... the boys are asleep, Brooke is at work at the Jags are playing Monday Night Football. I've had some great experiences to write about lately, but they left me before I got to. But I couldn't let tonight pass by.

I knew today was going to be a challenge. Brooke had to work which meant Dad duty, but Dad duty and Coach duty - a new, yet not necessarily a winning combination. Coaching is OK and Dad is OK, but Coach Dad is a different story.

Brock and I were anxiously watching the clock to see if we were even going to make it to football practice on time, as Jake was still napping. And dinner for Jake still had to happen. He made it and I had prepped the "bag of life" and figured we could do some food on the way and some at the field. Noticing a smell - you know the kind that stops you dead in your tracks - wafted upward before we made it to the car. Running back inside and frantically trying to undue those midget snaps on 15 layers of clothes (Mom is into the dressing for cuteness not practicality)... there it was. No time to put on the much needed HAZMAT suit... I had to go in. I got layer one off and there it was. Nothing like poop coming out of all available crevices and on to every layer of "cute outfit". Had to work fast, which meant only coming up for air a few times. This one was so good, that I'll make sure Jake thanks me for this when he is old enough to understand.

The next part of my journey had me looking like Steve Martin in "Cheaper by the Dozen" trying to coach football with a 1-year old on your hip. Doesn't exactly inspire greatness in your players, but then again, I'm coaching 8 year olds who would rather chase each other around and pull each others flags then actually run the plays we call.

"Welcome to Moes" is where we ended up as I knew I was racing against the bedtime clock, but hey,kids do eat free on Mondays - it was a great audible. Coach Brian, Shara and their three joined us which gave us one of the more rowdy tables in Moes, but it was fun. What was more fun was trying to eat a Joey with my left, put it down and feed Jake with the left while the right had to hold since all the high chairs were taken. That might have been harder than coaching with Jake.

But we finally were on the way home, while I was drafting one last play for the evening. I'm giving Brock the call to run a fade route and get the bath running, while I prep the bedtime bottle, get baby undressed and in the tub and clean; handoff back Brock to warm the bottle and throw it deep to me in the end zone where I'm trying to grab flailing limbs and get PJ's on. Then it's off to bottle and some rocking while Brock is doing his pre-bed routine.

I didn't score any big yardage tonight, but we managed to keep penalties and fumbles to a minimum! All in this great game of life in the Veleber world!

Happy Birthday Jake... but don't eat that cake!

Well as if birthdays aren't exciting enough around the Veleber house... this one takes the cake... literally. It's hard to believe that we welcomed little (now not so little) Jake Taylor into the world a year ago. It is amazing to me how fast he has grown and how fast the time has gone by.

So the big #1 was upon us and we had all of our family, out-of-town relatives and friends over for the big celebration. Other than the rain messing up the outside plans it was a fun time. Then we get to the moment of truth. Will Jake not like the cake or will he dive in head first? He was hesitant at first and after some samples he decided to go for it. Massive handfuls of icing and cake going down the hatch. And in the process... getting all over his face.



He seemed to be enjoying it until he got some into his eyes and we decided to alleviate the crying with a quick bath. Well, once we rinsed all the icing off his face it revealed why he was crying. Hives. And I mean hives all over his face. His eyes were swelling shut and he started drooling uncontrollably. Pretty big allergic reaction. We're trying to reach the doctor on the phone while trying to calculate the dose of Benadryl he should get.

So the big party that started at our house ended at TMH (our hospital). Jake is better now. He even was baptized on Sunday following the ordeal and did a great job.

Why should we ever expect anything "normal" around the Veleber house?

Where were you?

I couldn't help but reflect on the events of today that changed our world just six years ago. It's hard to believe it was that long ago. I was sitting in Christian Theology II at Beeson Divinity School when our class was interrupted by someone trying to bring us news of some sort of tragedy, but without really knowing what was happening. Class immediately was ended as we all gathered in The Commons around a TV to figure out what was happening and to pray.

I don't have alot to say about the 9/11 itself and I don't really want to dive into the "politics" of it all - which sadly, I think that incredible tragedy has merely turned into.

But I do remember the age-old question of "Why would God allow such evil?" being raised by alot of my students at the time. I remember church being packed out literally wall to wall the next few Sundays. I remember the feelings of fear, hurt, sadness and the nervousness of waiting to hear if my NY relatives were safe.

The more I think about it all, the more I long for home... not here on earth, but the real home I was created to enjoy. "But we are citizens of heaven, where the Lord Jesus Christ lives. And we are eagerly waiting for him to return as our Savior. He will take these weak mortal bodies of ours and change them into glorious bodies like his own, using the same mighty power that he will use to conquer everything, everywhere" (Philippians 3:20-21).

Into Daddy's Arms

Most of my spiritual journey these days tends to revolve around either my students or my kids. Neither of which is bad, but makes for interesting perspectives on life and God. I'm always amazed at how God can teach us through the lives of others. I guess that is why we are on this journey of faith together.

Last night it was Dad Duty. I realize I haven't written about my adventures of Dad Duty when Brooke has to go to work in awhile. Almost every one yields a story worth sharing. I managed to keep everything under control last night until bedtime. Jake usually does a good job of lying down to go to sleep on his own, but last night, as soon as I laid him down he reached his arms back up for me and crawled up into my arms.

That is pretty unusual since he mostly does not like to be rocked to sleep. So there I am standing by his crib as he has crawled up into my arms and onto my chest. Go ahead girls... "aw"... I know. It was a special moment until my lower back and arms figured out he doesn't weigh 10 pounds anymore. Swaying back a forth with a small tank in your arms isn't easy on the body.

After I put him down I just reflected in the glory of the moment. I know those opportunities won't last forever. And I had forgotten the comfort and security of being held in my Heavenly Father's arms. What a gentle and warm embrace and a place of refuge. There is nothing like being held by the Father. "Guard my life and rescue me; let me not be put to shame, for I take refuge in you" (Psalm 25:20). What a great promise from Scripture.

Summer Dreams...

It's hard for me to even type the words. Summer's over. You would think someone in student ministry who lives out of his suitcase the majority of the summer would be glad to be back in his own bed. And it's not that. It is always tough being away from my family and only being home for just a handful of days all summer long.

But it is equally as hard to say goodbye to summer. Primarily for spiritual reasons. Even though I do alot of 'giving' spiritually during the summer, I also receive quite a bit. It is so encouraging to not only encourage God's work in the lives of my students, but God always does a powerful work in my heart as well.

It is always hard to leave the mountaintop. Having concentrated times in God's presence is good for my heart. I can see why Peter said, "Let's pitch some tents and stay up here." Our hearts long for the mountaintop where God's presence is felt and seen. But valley dwelling calls to me. That's home and where I'm called to live and minister.

But I'm so grateful for the summer. I love the mountaintop. I love watching God move in powerful ways among our students and sharing that experience with them.

Camps and mission trips are done. My prayer is that God's work would continue to go forth as we pray His Kingdom come!

Mission Nicaragua :: Travel Update

We are stranded in Miami. Apparently AA is a shaky operation here in Miami. Last year we spent 5 hours in MIA. This year, I stood for 2 1/2 hours straight in line trying to get us on another flight. While the agent was working on multiple options (after even trying other airlines) I called Delta and was booking us on a flight while she was still helping me. Then I just handed her my cell phone to let her finish it up. So they have put us in a hotel and we fly out early in the morning on a direct flight back to Tally. Here's the info:

Delta Flight # 6156
8:35 am MIA - 10:05 am TLH

Mission Nicaragua :: Day 8

It's hard to believe that our work and time here in Nicaragua is done. Even though we have invested many hours of sweat, tears, hugs, laughter, giving, receiving, learning, growing and even stomach discomfort - it is going to be very hard for us to leave here in the morning. The reality of that set in for many of us today on the worksite. We are going to return to Diamaris' home in the morning to pray with her, dedicate her home to the Lord and to her family and even give gifts of clothing and supplies for their home. That will be a bittersweet time because we have grown so attached to her and her children. We didn't totally finish the house, which was disappointing for us, but it is amazing that in a few days working we were able to totally contruct a home (4 walls completed) around her existing home. All that remains is to put the roof on and then tear down her old home. We wish we could be here to see that, but the stone masons that were working with us will complete the home hopefully by Tuesday.

After working today, we had a powerful time of ministry and prayer at Sister Ruby's. She is a prayer warrior and always has a word from the Lord for us. God moved and spoke individually to our hearts in a mighty and authentic way. We have already started to process that time, but I'm sure it will take awhile for it to sink in and for God to complete the work that He has begun in our hearts this week. Only eternity will truly know what comes out of this week for our team.

We shared a special team meal tonight as we were able to eat out at a local restraunt. It was a fun time to be together and enjoy some great Nicaraguan dishes. We also had a suprise birthday party complete with a guest musical artist for Debbie.

All of us have great stories to share. Stories that reflect the lives of a short term missionary who has been impacted by seeing the Gospel go forth, through our hands and feet and has in turn changed our lives. I encourage you parents especially to give your student the gift of unhurried time, by sitting down with them and letting them talk. Encourage them to open up, ask good questions, and be ready to hear about the work God has done in their lives.

We have been so blessed to have been used by God as small people in the huge narrative of God's story. Our heartfelt thanks go out to all the families who allowed us to go and for all those that have supported our team through financial resources and through prayer. And a special thanks goes out to my wife, who sacrificially gives to me time away to allow me to minister and be ministered to on missions like this.

Mission Nicaragua : Day 8 Pics

Mission Nicaragua :: Day 7

It's hard to put into words what exactly we have been seeing and experiencing everyday of life right outside the dump. I spent some time tearing down Diamaris' old walls, which consist of wood, pallates, scrap tin and cloth and was just really overwhelmed when I actually took in the sights of what she is living in - "her house." We got alot of work done today, nearly completing one wall and getting halfway up on the other walls. We had the whole team back out there - so everyone was in good health and ready to work and everyone gave their all as we are really hoping to get the house near completion before we leave.

Some of the team members had another great day playing with the neighborhood kids when they weren't mixing concrete, hauling blocks or making rebar forms. It is so much fun to interact with these kids as we are learning their games and just giving them some physical affection and undivided attention that they lack on a regular basis.

It's hard to believe that this adventure is almost over for us. Please continue to pray for us as we complete the mission God has given us. Sorry for no pics tonight... it's late and the connection is slow. Hopefully some tomorrow.

Mission Nicaragua :: Day 6

UPDATED. I got some more time tonight after dinner to do an update and I hope to come back and do another one later tonight about today. Like I mentioned earlier, we put in a half day work with a full team! We mixed more concrete and put up more bricks. It's a slow process, but we are seeing progress as the walls go up. Some of the team were able to "work" by having fun and playing with the neighborhood children. They were out of school since it was a national holiday. Their faces light up when the gringos and gringas arrive... mainly because we come bearing gifts (courtesy of Oriental Trading), but because they love to play with us too. It is amazing to see their faces and countenance change when we play with them, despite the living conditions surrounding them.

In the afternoon, we took about an hour ride south to the beach! It was a fun and relaxing time for our team to spend together. This was the first time some members of our team had seen and swam in the Pacific. We all needed some down time and had a great time enjoying the beauty of God's creation here in Nicaragua.

We finally finished unpacking all our clothes and re-bagging them by size, etc. It was a tedious process but will help so much for the families the Buzbees work with. A large portion of the clothes will be given to the teachers in the Collegio de Esperanza (School of Hope) in La Trudecca (the dump). They will sell them to the families for a good price which also helps them boost their salary.

Our team time at night has been such an encouragement to me personally. I love hearing our students share their hearts about what God is teaching them and what they are learning. We are all processing alot and experiencing life like we have never seen or lived before. Please continue to pray for us as we finish up our work and ministry time here in Nicaragua.

Mission Nicaragua :: Day 6 Pics

Mission Nicaragua :: Day 5

It's pretty late for me here so I think I'll condense this a little bit tonight. Today was pretty similar with the girls painting at the Rescue Home and the guys working at Diamaris' home in La Trudecca. We both had some great opportunities to interact with the families as they have continued to open up to us. We are a huge hit among the children - especially me since I stuff my pockets full of goodies. Today the phrase was, "Gringo, perlota ami" (basic translation: "Hey white guy I want a ball") as I gave away inflatable beach balls. But it is such a joy to see the kids faces as they receive a toy to play with. Of course, then I have to prepare for the mob of neighborhood kids to rush in a swarm us!

We guys had to endure a torrential downpour on the jobsite that made for a very muddy afternoon of work. We had already started filling our trenches with rebar and concrete - I think all in all we made about 5 huge batches of concrete. But the rain filled our 1 remaining trench so we had to remove the water before we could continue... but we worked through the muck and finished the foundation today.

The girls started adding some decorative touches to the home. They painted flowers and Bible verses on the walls. This will be such a blessing and a stark contrast to the homes these girls will come from. Most of their homes are filthy and made of scrap pieces of tin found in the dump.

Tonight we had a great team time with Mike Buzbee as we got to hear his heart and hear some challenging and encouraging words from God's Word. This team is a great team and are really processing well what God is speaking to them and teaching them so far. We finished the evening with some encouraging words and prayers during our small group time. God is really stretching all of us and challenging our thoughts and views of life as it relates to living as a fully-devoted follower!

Thanks for the prayers for our sick stomachs. Most of the team has been able to endure the discomfort and work through it. Everyone was doing much better tonight and we pray that everyone will be able to join the teams for a day of work tomorrow.

Mission Nicaragua :: Day 5 Pics

Mission Nicaragua :: Day 4

We experienced a few setbacks in the health department with our team. I can put it this way - Immodium AD is the drug of choice right now. It pretty much hit everyone (except for about 6) yesterday in varying degrees. Three of our team members, Samantha, Lizzie and Bob stayed behind today to rest. Praise God everyone was alive and well (or better) at dinner tonight. Please pray, though, for the health of our team and that this is just a small stomach issue a not a contagious bug or something!

But the work had to continue and we stayed divided up by gender today. The girls returned to the rescue home to continue painting, while the guys returned to our home in La Trudeca. The girls were able to get alot accomplished and it is working well to have our team divided even though we would all love to be together. The worksite is just too small. However, the girls joined us at lunchtime - and even blessed us guys by making our sandwiches for us!

The project of the day for us guys was to move loads of la tierra (dirt). We had to trench the right side and back side of the house to prepare for the foundation. This sounds easy, but the dirt is like concrete here and requires a pick axe to bust up. We even had to go through some layers of concrete and rock. We are trenching down about 3 feet and then going about 4 for the posts. So today was lots of sweat and dirt! Then in the afternoon we mixed 2 batches of concreto for the post holes. Everyone has worked really well together and managed to get alot of work done. We put in a full day today to try to catch up some. Tomorrow we will pour the foundation and start on the walls.

One of the neatest experience of today (besides the scorpion we caught in the guys dorm and tarantula we caught at the jobsite) was to see Diamaris and her children really open up to us. She was trying to communicate with us as best as possible and we all had a great time giving the children little gifts and playing with them. It is awesome to see how the love of Christ penetrates barriors of culture, economics and even language. You really start to understand the why Christ called the little children to come to Him and why He said the faith required is a childlike faith. It blows my mind to see kids that live in filth and have so little enjoy life so much. Thank you for your prayer support! We are really walking by faith and trying to minister the gospel of grace through our words and deeds here in Nicaragua.

Mission Nicaragua :: Day 4 Pics

Mission Nicaragua :: Day 3

It's Sunday and for us that meant an awesome opportunity to experience worship "outside our box." This morning we went to the Buzbee's church, Iglesia Christo Verbo. It is a modern church with full worship team, video screens and even A/C! What a treat. Of course, it is all in spanish, but that just made for part of the experience of joining in worship to the God of all nations, cultures and languages! Those of us that can read spanish were at least able to sing the songs and then Elizabeth translated for us into wireless receivers with earphones. It was really cool to think that while we were worshipping in spanish in another country, worship was happening at Wildwood and all over the world.

The afternoon was always a highlight of this mission... a trip to the market. It is hard to really describe the market since they have everything from clothing, to trinkets, hammocks to food. And by food I mean live iguanas, cow tongue and plenty of raw meat lying out in the open. Quite a sight (and smell) to behold. I'll just give you parents the heads up that your student has probably spent all the money you gave them by this point in the trip!

This evening was special for our alumni as we returned to the Los Cedros community (where we worked last year) to return to Pastor Mauel's church. It is a very different experience than Verbo. It is a small building with metal or plastic chairs, no A/C, no words, but filled with passionate people who love to worship the Lord! It was a joy to join them in singing the songs we knew (like Trading My Sorrows, Come, Now is the Time to Worship, Open the Eyes and others) in english while they sang in spanish.

After we returned we did our normal debriefing and I was excited to hear the responses to worship today. It was good to hear that some boxes were broken and that we could appreciate and join in with worship that is different than our tradition. Best of all, God was exalted and rocks didn't have to praise Him! After that we moved to our small group time - and just finished. What a powerful time of ministry as our students really laid their souls bare before the Lord and each other. God is doing a good work - please continue to pray that He will work in all of our hearts to make us more like Him!

Sorry - I didn't have time to upload pics... I didn't really take many today.

Mission Nicaragua :: Day 2

We had another beautiful day here in Nicaragua. We divided our team by gender today to be able to get more hands working. The girls went with Melissa to the new Rescue House, which the Buzbees just purchased and are in the process of coverting it to a home that will be used for girls who need to flee the conditions of an abusive family or the dump in general. This, of course, will be overwhelming, but much needed for those they are able to take in. Our girls became the painting team for today and were able to get alot of the interior painted. They got the chance to interact with Vilma and her daughters who were rescued from a life in the dump and are living in the home currently. Her twin babies required round the clock care and feeding when we were here last summer to get them to a stable condition after birth. Now they are quite healthy and are even walking around!

The guys and I went back to work at the home in La Trudeca. We had some professional help in preparing the rebar and then we were off to making concrete. 10 buckets of sand, 4 buckets of rock, 2 bags of concrete and add water. This was "old school" Nicaragua style concrete making right on the ground. So it was lots of hands mixing by shovel to get the right consistency. And then we repeated that process for two more big batches. But we got the foundation poured so we can start building the walls on Monday.

Since it was Saturday, we were able to work only a half day - until about 2 pm. So after making a pit stop for the best fruit popsicles you've ever tasted, we headed back to the compound to relax and swim some in the pool. Our workdays won't be like this next week, so I hope we don't get used to the pool too much! Thanks for your prayer support. Pray for a meaningful Sabbath for us as we experience church in a different culture and language. If you want to leave a message for a team member, you can leave a comment (below) or email todd@wildwoodstudents.com. Pics from today below.

Mission Nicaragua :: Day 2 Pics

Mission Nicaragua :: Day 1

Our first day here in Nicaragua and we hit the ground... not rolling, but with sholves and pic axes! We loaded up early and headed out to work for our first day on the jobsite in the outskirts of La Trudeca (the city dump). On the way in, we did make a stop inside the dump to visit Collegia de Esperanza (School of Hope) that the Buzbees run inside the dump. It has about 350 students. The school could best be compared to a inner city, poverty-stricken school filled with troubled kids. But a powerful work is going on there as they try to give these kids a way out from the lifestyle they were born into. We got to see the medical team from Miami that is here as they were doing a one day clinic of dental and medical check-ups, procedures and giving out supplies.

From there we met (I'll skip her name since I can't spell it) the mother we are working for. She has 6 boys and 1 baby girl and they are living in a home the size of my office at church. Her husband walked out on her 3 1/2 years ago. She broke down crying when I walked in to meet her. She was just overwhelmed that we would come to help her.

We are going to be building a new home for her around her current home and then in the process demolishing her current home made of scraps of tin and materials from the dump. Her "job" is collecting large plastic bags from the dump and washing them. Some of our team joined in to help her. They braved some horrific conditions (nasty water, flies, etc) to minister to her in love. The rest of the team started digging la tierra (the dirt) to prepare for the foundation and walls.

We took off early from the job to head to the airport and by the grace and provision of God, all 32 of our bags made it in! We were very excited - especially the girls who were sharing shampoo, deodarant and other toiletries! We got a little down time before dinner to swim and relax and we just finished our nightly team debriefing and prayer time. I would ask that you would pray for us to be seeing this week through the eyes of Christ. Many were already overwhelmed by the sights and
smells of today. Here's some pics so you can see what we are up to!

Mission Nicaragua :: Day 1 Pics

Team Nicaragua :: Departure

We are sitting in the Jax airpot. 2:43 pm. We have a nice delay from 3:05 pm to a new departure of 3:50. The problem is we have to hit our connection in Miami in about 30 minutes! Please pray for us as we try to connect and skip dinner to run through the airport. Other bad news is some of our team members didn't pay attention to my emails about packing toiletries. So some people might not have clean hair, smell so good or have clean teeth. I guess we will share. Good news is that all of our bags made it. We had 2 that weighed in right on the money at 50 lbs. Let's hope the plane can get off the runway with all our weight! I'll update you again in Miami if I have WiFi. If not, look for an update tonight from Managua.

UPDATE: 9:53 PM (MST). We made it. Only by the grace of God. Our Jax flight left really late. Some of our team barely made it on the JAX flight after taking a wrong turn to get to Starbucks and having to go back through the security checkpoint. They ran through the airport to get back to our terminal. We did alot of running today.

Our flight from Miami was scheduled to leave at 6:05, but I checked online before we left JAX and saw it was delayed until 6:20. I was hoping that would give us a half hour. It didn't. We landed in Miami at 6:08 and hit the terminal around 6:18. I was already on the phone with AA when we landed trying to get gate info and actually get a message to the gate that we were coming. We were praying they would hold the plane. I ran upstairs ahead of the team to our gate and the clerk said the plane was closed. In the most humble, yet somewhat forceful way I could, I said, "We are getting on that plane - my group is right behind me." He just looked at me for a second and then said, "Well run." We were already running through the MIA terminal and we ran right onto the plane after throwing our boarding cards at them. As soon as we got on, most people didn't look excited to see our group and the flight attendants were yelling at us to take our seats. Most of our carry-ons weren't fitting and we were shoving them everywhere. Some had to get gate checked and go below.

We did make it to Nicaragua... we are here... all of us. The 32 bags of donated clothes and supplies didn't make it with us. We are praying they come in on the morning flight. Needless to say we are exhausted and were starving (we just ate dinner here a little bit ago). We hit the ground rolling tomorrow and head off to the work site. Pray for us for a good night's rest, that our bags make it tomorrow and that we get off to a great start at the worksite!

MS KULAQUA :: Day 5

Camp is over. That is a hard thing for me to type. I guess I could be considered somewhat crazy for saying that I'm sad to be done spending a week with over 600 middle schoolers, but the sadness comes from knowing that I have to re-enter the "real" world. Camp is a world of it's own. To be away from TV, iPods, movies and other worldly influences for a week is refreshing to my soul! The unity and love that God grew among our middle school students was awesome. It was really evident when we were playing for the Dodgeball championships! But it was also evident in how they related with each other all week long and how hard it was to say goodbye after stepping off the bus just moments ago.

We were challenged this morning to remember and share what God did in our hearts this week. So students, I challenge you to do that. Open up and share what God taught you and showed you this week with your family. Our challenge was also not to leave camp the same way that we went. That is true of my life, but remember I told you that it is tough living in the valley. We've left a good place in meeting God and being close to God (the mountaintop) but now we've had to come back to life in the valley. Satan would want nothing more than to invalidate what happened this week and get you to return to your old life and the old you.

Continue to allow the Gospel to penetrate your heart! Stay connected to the living water found in Christ Jesus. I had a great week with you guys and I'm praying for you!

MS KULAQUA :: Day 4

It's pretty hard to believe that tomorrow will be our last day here at Kulaqua. I'm sure for some it will be a good thing to be back home... especially the ones who can't find their towel, tootbrush or haven't showered all week. Oh the joys of MS camp! Seriously, it will be hard for all of us to leave because God has done a special work in our hearts this week. We've been reminded of His incredible love for us and sacrifice it took for us to be forgiven and have life. I have seen and heard how God has been at work in our student's lives and for that I'm grateful!

This morning we had our chapel time and devotional time that focused on the righteousness we have because of Christ and the future hope that awaits us. It was good to see the MS students get presented with an eternal focus rather than simply thinking the world revolves around them.

This afternoon was a great day to be around camp as the majority of camp went tubing (we did ours on Tuesday for that very reason). So the lines were short and we were able to have a great time around camp during free time. Unfortunately we got waxed in our soccer competition, but who said it was all about winning a trophy anyway? Oops... maybe that was me.

We had some special visitors today. My beautiful wife, Brooke and my youngest made the trip down with Ashley (our student minister to girls) and her baby Reed, and Jamie (my assistant). It was fun for all of us to catch up with our other student ministry leaders that couldn't make it for the whole week.

Tonight was a very powerful time in worship with Wayne and a great message on regeneration by Mario. This led to an intimate time of sharing in our family groups. We finished off the night with inflatables, DDR tourney, Guitar Hero tourney and the Dodgeball tourney. In an amazing show of heart and athleticism, one of our dodgeball teams played for the trophy in the finals but came up just short. It was almost the first ever MS Camp championship and trophy for us, but instead we had alot of disappointed and teary faces. But they played like champions and made us "coaches" proud!

Parents, don't forget to check the hotline 894-1400 x. 219 for updates on our exact arrival time. We should be leaving around 11 am, take a lunch stop and arrive around 3 pm. I'll update the hotline regularly on our drive back to Tallahassee.

MS KULAQUA :: Day 3

It's hard to believe the we are at the halfway point for MS Camp here at Kulaqua. I know I can speak for our students in saying we aren't going to want to come home! I think that points to the unity that God is building among our students. Not that things have been perfect, or feelings haven't been hurt... but for the most part, our students are really getting to know each other and more importantly, love each other. And of course, the famous Wildwood Student Ministry slow clap always helps in building great unity and team spirit!

Of course by this point at camp, the camp nurse and I are on a first name basis. Fortunately we have only dealt with some upset stomachs, headaches and little heat exhaustion and bandaids. We hope to keep it that way.

Today was a jam-packed day that started with a great challege to be connected to the living water that only God offers. We were challenged not to take any subsititutes for that water to get life, but to truly find life in Christ. It has been really encouraging to me to watch our students engage in worship and then show me that they are processing what they are hearing by asking really good questions! So be sure to ask them some good questions about what they have heard, learned and experienced this week. And be patient - it make take a few times asking to get it out of them!

The afternoon offered alot of different experiences around camp (basketball tourney, blob, waterpark, etc) while I took some students on the snorkeling excursion. The water was a brisk (actually downright cold) 72 degrees at Ginny Springs. We explored the springs and the Santa Fe River and had a fun time together.

Tonight after worship we had church hang time. So we hit the gym for a fun night of dodgeball, buck buck and then a hayride. It was good to have some time together as a church. Then we had a special surprise to celebrate our camp birthdays - Katie & Danielle!

PS - Parents, thanks so much for sending your kids care packages. My staff and I really enjoy stealing their cookies!

MS KULAQUA :: Day 2

We are just finishing up dinner after returning from a fun day (for most) on the river. For the girls that were deathly terrified of river grass or anything else under the water it wasn't so fun for them... especially when they got fliipped by some of our mean boys. It was all in good fun and unlike previous years, we didn't lose anyone on the river! The weather held out for us and we are having a great time.

This morning I had the opportunity to speak to the whole camp in our morning worship time before our students moved into their quiet times. I challenged them to take off their masks - sharing from the story in John 4 where Jesus encounters the Samaratian woman at the well.

We also had our morning competitions which were really a blast to watch. It was blazing hot outside, but we've managed to keep everyone hydrated and out of the sun as much as we can.

Tonight after our chapel time, we are having a real Rodeo show which will be a first. I guess it is all tying in to the Wild Wild West theme for camp this year. After the Rodeo we have our family group time and then we will hit the bed. Everyone is pretty exhausted from the river, so hopefully we will get a good night sleep.

MS KULAQUA :: Day 1

Well we have made it and managed to squeeze quite a bit into our first day! It is hot down here, so we all made a beeline to the spring or the waterpark. After successfully launching middle schoolers 15 feet into the air above the water and seeing them faceplant, I had to call it quits and head off to a counselor meeting.

After free time was dinner and then we were off to chapel, but before we did that we had to take on the job of repacking and swapping cabins with the girls. It's a long story, but we managed to do it without too much grumbling. Wayne Kerr and the band led us in worship and then Mario brought the Word as he is unpacking the Gospel for us this week. After our chapel time was family groups (where the students are divided into gender based small groups) for some follow-up discussion.

Then it was on to our Late Night Activity (LNA) which was at the waterpark. We competed in volleyball and one of our teams advanced, but then we had to call it quits for the night. So, far it has been a great trip and we are getting settled in and ready for a great week of camp. Tomorrow we head off to the Itchetucknee River to go tubing as our excursion. Looking forward to another great day and we appreciate your prayers! Check below for some pics of the day...

ELEVATE :: DAY 6

We made it back. I'm sitting in a usually very familiar place (my desk in my office) that seems at this moment very unfamiliar. It is hard to leave the mountain - in more ways than one. Spiritually speaking, God met some great men on mountaintops and their lives were changed forever. I think we have had a very similar experience. And just like in Scripture part of our hearts cry out to say, "Can't we just stay up here - maybe we can pitch a tent and live here forever!" We will one day and that is why our hearts desire it so much. But we weren't created to live on the mountain, we are valley dwellers by nature and God's design.

The valley isn't a fun place to live. Pain, heartache, broken relationships and problems abound in the valley. But God prepares us for valley living by giving us glimpses of Himself on the mountain. But it is hard to come down when you've had such an incredible time in His presence.

That's camp. But more than camp is life in Christ. That's real life. My challenge and desire for you students is that you will take what God has done in your life and live it out in the valley. Share your heart with others. Share your story. Love like the Father God loves you. He's your Father, Abba, Daddy, Papa. Live in Him and His grace.

ELEVATE :: DAY 5

Our camp is almost over. And I type this with very mixed emotions about that. I can honestly say in all my years in student ministry this has been one of the most unique camps I've ever done. And that is a good thing. The way in which God's Spirit worked was very unusual, surprising yet very well received. I've never seen more tears shed by high school students then the ones that have come from our students this week. Tonight was no exception, but more on that in a bit.

Today started early as we had to eat quickly and load the buses for the Ocoee to raft. We took nearly every student rafting and had an awesome time on the river. For many, this was their first whitewater experience. We all have a story to share, but I may have the best one from the river... I'll try to do it quickly. The short version is our guide wanted to bump us on a rock and then into the Class 2 rapids. The shorter version is that our raft "taco'd" on the rock. Meaning we wrapped it around the rock. The impact send two out and the look on their faces was priceless. One may need further counseling, however. For the rest of us, we clung to the raft that was half submerged as we heard our guide yell, "Pull me back in." After we got him in, he kicked us out. It took four guides about 20 minutes to get the raft off the rock. We all survived. Now I know why we sign waivers.

I could write alot about tonight. It was a similar night to last night, other than I gave Shawn the lead for our church huddle time after worship. It was his time to say goodbye to the students. You can guess how that went. We laughed and cried... laughed some more and then cried alot. He did a great job and I couldn't be more proud to be his friend and pastor. It was a hard night, but I think our students learned alot. And I think they realized what relationships that are centered in Christ are all about.

We are leaving camp changed - no doubt. Every single one of us. God has met us here on this mountain and because of that, we don't want to go. But we know He is going with us. To you parents, let me encourage you to ask good questions but be even better listeners. Your student is coming home with stories. Give them a safe environment to talk. Some of the things they tell you may be uncomfortable to hear, but they need to say them. Many will come home seeking forgiveness, resoration and understanding. I pray you will grant that and more. We learned tonight about God's grace to us. We all need it and He so richly showers us with it.

PS - Don't forget to check the hotline for updates on our arrival time.

ELEVATE :: DAY 4

All the days are starting to run together as camp is winding down. I had hoped to post late last night, but after talking with student after student, I didn't get back to my room until about 12:45 am.

It was a very full day, but also a restful Sabbath. We intentionally cut back the schedule to allow for some down time. So after our morning worship time, we took the time to meet as a whole student ministry and not break up into our family groups. This was a great chance for our students to just be with each other, share what God had been teaching them and to encourage each other. I've been amazed at what God has been doing in our student's hearts this week. Amazing. More on that in a bit.

Lunch finished and took us into free time where they had the opportunity to hang out at the pool, play paintball, tennis, soccer, ultimate frisbee and basketball. No sports competitions, so we could bring home another trophy (not that we would have).

After dinner we moved into our evening worship. I don't think I could really put into words what that time was like. It was a powerful time of worship as we lifted our voices in praise, but Tim, again, brought a powerful message from God's Word about our Father and the price His Son paid for our sin. He also presented a very clear, candid look at the enormity of our sin problem. After chapel, we went to our family group times, but I decided to keep our whole group together again. I felt that God had started something powerful in chapel that needed to continue. So I had some time to share my heart a bit and then moved into some individual time. Our staff was available and we were able to do alot of one-on-one talking, but it was exciting to see our students move toward each other for prayer and encouragement.

Alot of tough issues were confronted last night. God's Spirit was definitely at work convicting our hearts about our sin and need for Him. Like I mentioned earlier, this continued until the early hours of the morning. But our students were free to move from that into the evening activity which included DDR, Guitar Hero, Halo and Singstar competitions as well as some cool inflatable games.

It was an awesome day and finished in a powerful way. I'm not sure how it will finish on Monday night, but I'm anxious for God to meet us again up here on the mountain.

ELEVATE :: DAY 3

Let me start off by saying how grateful I am to have such an incredible staff and group of students that would allow me to be able to be away from camp and not have to worry about anything. It meant alot for me to be able to be with my family during a tough time. And thank you for your prayer support.

Well, yesterday was an awesome day for the students. It started out with a morning session on the overlook (check out the pics below) and then interactives and free time. During free time, 15 of our students went out to climb a mountain. I've heard good stories, but don't have any pictures. We had alot of students go out and create some Rambo moments in a paintball match. They've got some good battle wounds, but unfortunately I don't have pictures of that either.

I made it back in time for our evening session and I am so glad I did. It was another emotional night as Tim continued his talk about God our Father and how we can know him and relate to him. Many of our students shared from some deep (and emotional) places in their heart about family and fathers. So be prepared as they return in a few days to hear what God has been teaching them and hopefully you will be seeing changed lives! We had some students make some life changing (and eternity changing) decisions last night and we praise God for that!

The night capped off with a relaxed movie and hang night. God is doing a good work. Please continue to pray for our students!

ELEVATE :: DAY 2

Our first full day of camp is under our belt. We had an awesome day here at Covenant. We had a pretty typical day that started out with breakfast, chapel, interactives and lunch. After lunch we headed down the mountain to downtown Chattanooga on the Riverbank. We took a stroll by the Tennessee Aquarium and then headed over the Walnut Bridge to Coolidge Park - home of the best ice cream around... Clumpies Ice Cream. They served all 51 of us and then we introduced the park to the Wildwood game of Buck Buck (no room to explain here). It was a great afternoon to spend together and we had some good bonding time. Downtown is a fun place and it was good to get away from "camp" for a bit.

Back for dinner and evening actvities: chapel, family group time and then the sports competitions. Just a little history here: Wildwood has started a sports dynasty at camp (I'd like to think it is their great student pastor coach) but anyhow, we have won Dodgeball 2 years in a row, and last year we added an Ultimate Frisbee and Soccer Championship. So there is a lot of other churches after us.

Tonight we competed in volleyball (we advanced to the 3rd round before losing) and basketball (went down hard in the first round). So we aren't off to a good start, but we did have fun. The students are off to bed now and I hope to be soon. I've uploaded some pics below so enjoy!

ELEVATE :: DAY 1

Well we have made it to the mountain. I think there is a alot of symbolism in coming to the mountain for camp. Great men of God have had their lives changed radically on mountains where God met them. Jesus often withdrew to the mountain to be with His Father. We are praying the same for our students and leaders.

We had a rather uneventful bus ride - and that's a good thing. I don't miss the days of playing "Red Rover" with 200 students in a bus stop while a bus was being fixed! We managed to get a good night sleep and things have started off well. I don't have the camera with me right now to pst some pics, but I hope to later. Especially of the camp haircuts. I take no credit or responsiblity for that matter if your student comes back with a mowhawk! Unless you like it, then I charge $10 a cut. Some of them are pretty funny, but it is hair and it does grow back. I hope you don't have family pictures scheduled for next week.

The haircut tradition started at my first camp I did with Wildwood, but I promise I didn't start it. Someone else brought the razor. But it has served as a really neat bonding experience (at least for the guys) and they other churches look on us with envy. Or maybe that is another look, I'm not quite sure.

Anyhow, everyone is well. Please be praying for us. And please be praying for my wife, Brooke and her family. We got a call right before camp that her grandfather died. I'm leaving in the morning (Sat) with a rental car to be at the funeral with my family and then I will drive back to Chattanooga that afternoon. I'm leaving the students in very capable hands with my staff. More updates and pics to come!

Sacrificial Giving from a Tender Heart

Last night I had "Team Nicaragua" - the group of high school students I'm taking on our annual mission trip to Nicaragua over to my house for one of our training sessions. We were talking about cross cultural issues and going through a case study, as well as talking about being spiritually prepared and praying for the financial support to come in (each student has to raise about $900).


I noticed Brock would pop in and out from playing in his room to sit behind me on the floor in the family room (he loves to hang out with the "big kids"). At the end of the meeting, I was closing in prayer when I heard him scurry out of the room. I finished praying and he walked up behind me with a wad of money in his hand and said, "Dad, I just wanted to give some money to help this team go to Nicaragua and to help the children down there." I reached out my hand to receive the money and had to fight back the tears as I explained how his money would help and what it would be used for. He was beaming with a face of joy... to know that he was supporting God's work. It was in that moment the Scripture that tells us it is better to give than receive came to life. After he walked away, I looked down at my hand to see four $1 bills that he had taken out of his bank in his room.

I've been thinking alot about Brock's gift last night. I'm sitting in the office today processing some very large checks that have come in for our students. Every gift is important and every gift will have an immediate and eternal impact for the Kingdom of God. But one gift in particular gave me a great look into the heart of a child and served as a great reminder of what sacrificial giving looks like. I'm so very proud of Brock and the young man God is growing him to become.

Original Sin

Not that I have ever really doubted the total depravity of the human soul or that we are born with the fatal flaw of original sin; however I must admit that when Jake was born I had a hard time coming to grips with it. I can remember so vividly holding him for the first time in the hospital and looking down at him thinking "what a perfect baby." And in my heart, I knew he was a perfect gift from God, but I think I may have ventured into believing for a moment that he actually was perfect. The tiny fingers and toes, the desire to be held and loved... I could go on and on.


Well 8 months later I got my first peek at the sin nature that tells all of us - "I want to be the boss and do what I want to do." Jake is mobile now - crawling and scooting around and the other day he made his way to a plant. Now this was a night I had dad duty since Brooke was at work and I'm usually working extra hard to make sure I don't mess anything up. Well I look in at him from the kitchen and he has a leaf from the plant in his hand and I'm quite sure it has already made it into his mouth. I took it away from him and then watched him for a bit.

He rolled back over and turned and went for another one. I wasn't really expecting that so I said "No" in a fairly stern voice. His head snapped around to look at me with a look I had never seen before. Kinda like, "What did you just say to me?" And come to think of it, I don't know if he had ever heard "No" from me before.

Then seconds later, he turns right back to the plant and out goes the hand. Again I said, "No" this time pushing his hand down to the ground. He quickly looked at me then the face of sadness came and he dropped his head to the ground and started crying. Rinse and repeat.

I couldn't take it anymore so I picked him up and redirected his attention. Then the moment of truth hit me... I don't have a perfect kid. I have a kid who wants to do what he wants, despite the care and will of his father. Sound familiar? Yea, I thought so too. Man, how we need a Savior!

Beyond the Message: Tattoos

Hey students... this idea of The Untouchables series that we finished up last night came from you! I wanted to talk about stuff that you think about and that you talk about, but a lot of times the church doesn’t talk about. If you missed any of the Untouchables talks on homosexuality, porn, racism/prejudice, death and disability you can catch up on previous posts.

Last night we tackled the topic of tattoos and piercings. I had so much to say that I couldn't finish everything last night. I hope that you caught the truths I presented and what God's Word had to say. But what I didn't get to share about was motives. So, if you are tracking in the direction of wanting a tattoo, I would just encourage you to check your motives. 1 Chronicles 28:9 says that “…the Lord sees every heart and understands and knows every plan and thought.” Why do you want one in first place?

1. Do you want a tattoo because everyone else has one? Is it a cool thing? Romans 12:2 says, “Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.” You don’t have to prove to anyone that you’re cool enough or tough enough. You’re a child of the King if you are a Christ-follower and God has already put his stamp of approval on you.

2. Do you want to get a tattoo because you have a heart of rebellion? Rebellion toward your parents: “I can’t wait until I’m 18 then I am going to get tattoo…and no one can stop me! I don’t care what my mom and dad think about it. I don’t care what anyone says…it’s my body!" Maybe it’s rebellion toward some kind of authority in your life. Be careful and examine your motives for getting a tattoo. Rebellion is a outward sign of what is going on inwardly in your heart. Remember your heart is what God cares about most!

3. Do you want get a tattoo because you are a committed Christian and you want to be a witness for Christ? You want people to know that you are Christian and you want to use your tattoo to lead people to Christ. The Bible tells us that your witness is through the fruit of your life and by opening your mouth and sharing the Good News. In John 13:35 it says, “By this all men will know that you are my disciples, (if you have a Christian bumper sticker, or a Christian t-shirt or a cross tattoo…no….it says they will know you are my disciples) if you love one another…” I’m not against Christian t-shirts, bumper stickers or even tattoos to express your faith, but you cannot and aren't required to use any of those external marks to define your life and witness as a Christ-follower.

Let me wrap up by telling you about the mark the Jesus has given you. ”He put his mark on us to show that we are his, and he put his Spirit in our hearts to be a guarantee for all he has promised” (2 Corinthians 1:22). By accepting Jesus into your life you automatically receive a special mark on your life… and guess what? It’s painless. And it is the most beautiful marking you have ever seen. The mark on your life when you receive Jesus Christ by faith into your life isn’t temporary. It’s eternal. It lasts forever. God put his Spirit into our lives as a guarantee… that we belong to Him.

You guys heard truth last night. Hopefully you didn't hear my bias or my trying to sway you one way or the other. Just remember - with any decision in life, I would challenge you to look to Scripture, talk to others (wiser people) and pray about it. If I can answer any more questions I’d love to. Just post a reply, IM or email me!

Figuring Me Out

You would think after 30 years you would have a pretty good handle on what makes you tick, how you're wired and know all the good (because how could I possibly have any bad in me?!!) As I've grown older - the wiser could be debated - I've had to take on new roles... father, husband, pastor, etc. Of the many hats I have to wear, I think being a father is the most revealing of my heart.

Over the weekend Brock and I shot some hoops, played a round of "Horse", played checkers and a few other things. And what I can't figure out is why I can't turn off the competitive spirit in me (that I've had since birth I'm sure) even when playing an 8-year old. Is it a guy thing? And, by the way, Brock has it too. You know what kills me? Having to do the "dad thing" and let your kid win every now and then so they don't feel like a total loser. Really I guess you should have joy in seeing your kid be a winner... and I do... just when it isn't against me.

Even checkers - go figure. And Brock beat me fair and square this time. Have I turned into Will Ferrell in "Kicking and Screaming"? Or is God just revealing the sinful nature of depravity that turns even healthy, fun competition into prideful ugliness.

I'm competitive... at least that is my excuse. But I'm really just amazed at how God uses things like losing in checkers to an 8-year old to reveal the ugliness of my heart and to show me how far from His likeness I really am.

Another experience this weekend had me questioning my 'dadness' and revealed more of my heart. I think as a parent you are always walking the fine line of being overbearing, controlling and dominant versus being a pushover and just trying to be your kid's best friend. I would characterize that line (the balancing point) as tough love from a heart of gracious compassion.

Let me just say I have no idea how God is so patient with us and always gets it right. What an amazing Father who never falls on the wrong side of the line like I do. I'll let you guess what side of the line I fell on. There are many moments of pondering, "Did I do the right thing?" in my life as a parent. I had one of many this past weekend.

Have I figured me out? Nope. And sometimes the more I do figure out - the less I like what I see. But amazingly, that awesome and perfect Father is more than just a role model. He's the one who has me figured out, hasn't given up on me and is shaping me into His likeness. Some just take longer than others. Did I mention I need to work on patience, too?!

Beyond the Message: Pornography

Well students, we decided to tackle one of our toughest topics in our "Untouchables" series last night. Pornography is a word that always generates the sound of silence that I heard last night when it first came out of my mouth. And in my heart I'm really saddened by that. I hope you understand that it is my desire that our student ministry would be a place where you could come just as you are (struggles and all) ask any question you want and in return, get an honest and Biblical answer. So thanks for pushing through the discomfort to talk about a subject that affects every single one of us.

I'll be honest... I was pretty blown away by some of the statistics I shared last night:
• Average age of first internet exposure to pornography = 11 years old
• Largest consumer of internet pornography = 12-17 age group
• 15-17 year olds having multiple hardcore exposures = 80%
• 8-16 year olds having viewed porn online = 90%

Like I said last night, that makes this a problem that we have to be honest enough to talk about. But what I want to do in this post is to point you toward help if you are caught up in porn - whether you are just dabbling in it or trapped in it. Like I said, the first step is to find someone to talk to. You cannot make it through this battle alone. My staff and I are committed to helping you no matter where you are in life without passing judgment on you. We encourage you to take that hard step and talk to someone.

How to protect yourself:
1. Get a filter on your computer. You are just asking for trouble to pop up on your computer screen whether you are looking for it or not. A filter is your first line of defense. Check out integrityonline.com, bsafehome.com or cyberpatrol.com.

2. Get an accountability partner. Chances are the person you ask is probably struggling too. Share your struggles, ask honest questions and pray for each other. There is also some great software that you can download that will send your AP the websites you visit each day. Check out xxxchurch.com (X3 software).

3. Get help! I keep saying... but if you have a problem you've got to tell someone! You may find yourself in one of the following three categories:

TARGETED
Every Christian guy is "targeted" by Satan. Just like most of you teenagers are a target for cigarette ads, because every teenager is a potential smoker, so too, every Christian guy is susceptible to sexual sin. Your walk with God, your faith, your ability to be a man of honor and integrity, are all under attack by sexual sin. If you are not "Tempted" or in the "Trenches" (see below) beware that you are not moving in that direction.

TEMPTED
Guys in the "Tempted" group are guys who are already seeing sexual sin or sexual temptation impact their life in some way, have recognized that it could be a significant problem if not dealt with, and/or have recognized a propensity to struggle with lust or sexual compulsivity.

Most guys fit into this group. Most guys are somewhat regularly hit with sexualized messages (TV, magazine stand, movies) and often are exposed to pornography without their consent (SPAM, etc.). If sexual temptation is dealt with, is out in the open (via accountability relationships, etc.) then often it can remain just that, a temptation. But in many cases, just as our bodies, if left alone, will naturally decay--i.e., our bodies, on their own, don't get "fit"--so too, your sexual purity will naturally decline without specific work to stay pure and move towards Christ.

TRENCHES
Guys in the "Trenches" are guys whose lives are in some large part, being controlled by sexual sin. This could be in the form of Internet pornography, a sexual relationships outside of marriage, or other behavior. Maybe at one point, the problem was limited to the occasional viewing of a pornographic email or quickly viewing an inappropriate banner ad--but has now escalated into hours of pornography consumption per day. Being in the "trenches", is by our definition synonymous with addiction. Other common symptoms of sexual addiction include behaviors that have caused or could cause legal, employment, or financial damage (seeing a prostitute, looking at pornography on the job, and using your savings for online pornography are all examples of this).

If you find yourself in the "Trenches" then let me recommend checking out pureonline.com. Just like alcoholism, pornography is an addiction and requires help to get free from the bondage of it.

Please know that I love and care for you. And I challenge you guys in particular to make the commitment or purity like Job did, “I have made a covenant with my eyes not to look lustfully on a woman” (Job 31:1). This battle starts in your mind and requires a series commitment on your part. But remember, you can't and don't have to fight this battle alone! God has given you the power of the Holy Spirit to fight your sinful desires. So fight to win!

Beyond the Message: Disability

I appreciate the great discussion and feedback you gave during our Untouchables message on disability last night. I realize that this is a topic that most of us would rather avoid... and if we are being really honest... we would much rather turn our head and avoid people with disabilities as well.

My goal was to help you guys see through some of the misconceptions like people with disabilities are less valuable or that they simply need your sympathy. Remember God's value system isn't conditional like the world's value system. God says to everyone, "You are valuable because I've created you in my image... and I've created you exactly the way I want you to be."

So what can we do? I challenge you to simply take the time to recognize that people with disabilities are all around you. I think a lot of us probably only think about people who have disabilities or special needs when we’re parking – looking for a parking spot – or we see the “short bus.” For the most part, we don't tend to think about people that aren't 'like us,' right? But when we look at the life of Jesus, who did He spend the most amount of time with? People with disabilities. People that were outcasts in life.

If you would say that you are a Christ follower, let me ask you a challenging question: Do you follow Christ with your whole life or do you follow Him when it’s comfortable? Think about that. Jesus says in the Bible, “Don’t think I’ve come to make life cozy.” He didn’t come to bring us comfort. He came to bring us full life. It says in John 10:10 that Jesus came that we might have life and have it to the full. Jesus came so we could have full life, real life. He’s not as concerned with our comfort.

So where do we go with this? I'm sure it will be different for all of us. But I hope some of your misconceptions were challenged and you were able to replace them with truth. So now, truth must turn into action! Get involved. Give your time. Open your mouth and speak. Learn to see people through the eyes of Christ.

Down Memory Lane

Tonight I had "dad duty" again... but I don't have any spectacular stories to share about my great successes or anything like that. It was a normal night, but one that took me down memory lane as I took my boys on a walk around the neighborhood. Brock was riding his skateboard and I'm pushing Jake in the jogging stroller and I had this flashback looking down into the stroller and thinking back to when I was running Brock around in it.

I used to go on my afternoon run and take Brock to the lake to go feed the ducks when we lived in Birmingham. He would always be excited about feeding the ducks but was always more excited about the bread. I remember looking down once to see him munching down on the old, crusty, almost moldy bread that was for the ducks with a big grin on his face (sorry Brooke, I don't think I told you about that). Being a great dad, I just reminded him to save some for the ducks. But it never failed that we would finally make it to the lake and Brock would be sound asleep in the stroller.

I'm remembering this while heading back home tonight and there goes Jake - off to sleep. Normally I would be very excited about that other than I still had to feed him once more before bed. But I just couldn't get over the fact that Brock used to fit in the same stroller that Jake was riding in.

What a blessing to be a dad... and to take walks down memory lane.

Farewell Faithful Tahoe

Today I sit down to write after watching my Tahoe of nearly 8 years drive off into the sunset. Well... actually it was already dark, but just go with it. It seems strange that you would be sad about seeing your old car go bye-bye knowing it is being upgraded to a newer and shiner replacement. But I just think back on the memories. The many students it has carried around over the years. The family trips to the beach and to visit relatives. The many trips up forest roads to lead the guys and me to a trailhead. Hauling around trailers, boats and other loads. But then I think about the bad things... the less than 13 MPG and costing close to $75 to fill the tank at one time. The expensive replacement parts and automotive bills.

It's funny how we get attached to things. I don't think it is all that bad. As long as it stays in the proper 'kingdom' perspective. Moths and rust do corrupt and thieves do break in and steal. I think holding loosely to worldly possessions and investing in eternal things - the Word of God and souls - is where I'll focus.

So I say farewell faithful Tahoe. Thanks for the journey... the people we saw and the places we went. I enjoyed our 117,000 miles we shared together.

Beyond the Message: Homosexuality Pt. 2

Hopefully you guys were enlightened to hear about this topic from someone with a first-hand perspective on the subject of homosexuality. To me, the message that came through loud and clear in her story was God's love for her and God's love for all humanity. Sin breaks God's heart - no matter the sin. But God in His grace and mercy continues to pursue us with the hope that we will accept His forgiveness and repent (which means turn our back on) from our sin. I would challenge you to take some time and reflect on your heart and life today. Not just on this subject, but just God's pursuit of your heart and the 'dirtiness' that is found in it.

Moving from God's pursuit of us should be how we pursue others with God's love! Whether homosexual, transgender or anyone struggling with sexual confusion; I challenge you to take the advice your heard last night and separate the person from the lifestyle (sin) they are living in. See them through Christ's eyes and move towards them in Christ's love.

Finally, I want to encourage you again in what you heard last night. If you are struggling with homosexuality, sexual confusion or any secret in your heart - please talk to someone. I'm here, the rest of our student staff, Pastors and our Bold Appeals Ministry stand ready just to listen. We want to hear your heart and story and simply walk alongside you. No one should walk this journey alone! Please email me todd@wildwoodstudents.com if you have any questions or want to talk further.

Why Does God Allow Evil?

I'm sure many of you have been struggling and grieving over the loss of innocent life and the unthinkable tragedy that has occurred on Virginia Tech's campus. I am still in the process of trying to understand how a person (gunman) can reach the depths of despair and evil or whatever led him to commit such violence. My heart goes out to the community of college students and faculty as well as to the families who lost loved ones.

Why do babies die just moments after entering the world?

Why are their diseases with no cure?

Why did on April 19, 1995...168 “good” people die in the Oklahoma City Bombing - Murrah Federal Building?

Or Why on April 21, 1999 at Columbine High School in Littleton, Colorado did 12 students, 1 teacher, 2 shooters die and 28 people were left wounded... worst school shooting in history.

Perhaps the most tragic event of your lifetime… September 11, 2001… Why did nearly 3,000 people die at the hands of terrorists?

And most recently, why would 33 college students lose their lives at the hands of a troubled college student at Virginia Tech University on April 16, 2007?

Anytime something tragic occurs that we can't fit into a box or understand, the question of "Why would God allow evil?" or "Why do bad things happen to good people?" arises. I've heard that question asked over and over again during my time in student ministry.

I really believe that asking the “why” question is really the wrong question. It will not change what happened and it will not take away the pain. Blaming God is not the answer because it lets the real problem off the hook. The problem of evil and the influence of Satan on the world.

The main reason that bad things happen to good people is the fact that we live in a fallen world. Sin is the reason. We are living in a war zone and we get caught in the crossfire. All the people who died at the hands of the terrorists died because those men were committing sin. They decided that they were going to act in an evil manner and those people got caught in the crossfire that resulted. Behind the question of “Why do bad things happen to good people?” stands the holiness of God and his perfect righteousness. Our understanding of God is grounded in the teaching of Scripture that he is the just Judge. The Judge of all of the earth always does right.

Here are some great questions to ask: Do I know God? Have I accepted His love and forgiveness of my sin? Have I found a purpose and meaning in life? Can I live knowing that God is in control even in a fallen, sinful world?

Jesus said in John 16:33, "I have told you all this so that you may have peace in me. Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world." You need to know that you never cry alone, God is with you all the time, and He is reaching out to you. God never promised a life without pain and suffering, but He promised us that He would be there for us!

Beyond the Message: Homosexuality Pt. 1

OK guys... you know the drill by now. I have too much to say every week and not enough time each Wednesday night to cover it all. So, let's go beyond the message on homosexuality.

Like I said last night, I realize that this is an extremely difficult topic to talk about because for many of us it hits close to home. And that can be direct - like personal struggles, a family member or a close friend; or it can be indirect - like jokes, the "gay" voice, names, stereotypes and flat out rejection. Unfortunately it has been an "untouchable" topic for the church or has been the way for many Christians to enact the justice of God while yielding the Bible as their weapon of choice.

Let me saying a word to those of you that are dealing with this directly. Maybe the message last night hit you between the eyes. If you’re struggling with homosexuality, thoughts or the whole arena of your sexuality is confusing and you are feeling alone, my heart goes out to you. I can't even imagine what it’s like for you when you go home at night and you are mentally tormented. Please do not wrestle this battle alone. Do not push God out of your life. God is dying to be a part of your inward battle and your struggle. He accepts you and He loves you and He wants to help you work through it. Please don’t push Him away.

I think probably one of the worst things we can do as people who struggle with sins, whatever they may be, is to keep it silent. Because if we keep something silent it just eats us up inside. I want to encourage you to talk to somebody. Get open. I know all of us on staff here at the Wood are ready and would be happy to talk with you. Maybe you can understand it this way - just as the hospital is there and a place for people with broken bones, so is the church a place for people with broken lives.

For those of you that are dealing with this indirectly, let me encourage you to simply evaluate your thoughts on this topic. Why is it easier for you to reject rather than accept? Why is it easier to laugh and participate in the "gay" jokes and comments? Why is it easier for you to stereotype and keep your distance than move towards someone with the love of Christ? So my challenge to you guys is to do some serious evaluation. Strive to be accepting - loving people right where they are for who they are. Acceptance and toleration are not the same! Our challenge is to see people through the eyes of Christ and act accordingly. Remember - you have the message of life and your mission is to give it away!

My prayer is that our student ministry would be a place where people can come in their brokenness and feel safe and accepted and a place where they can come and work through their "stuff." Because the truth is we all have stuff. We all have struggles, we all have broken lives. In some area we all need help. And we need each other. I encourage you to get help.

My Civic Duty

So today was a first ever for me. Jury Duty. I don't know how I've escaped it so far and I only say it that way because that is the impression I had about serving from others I've heard talk about Jury Duty. I've never seen anyone jumping for joy at the mailbox with a summons to serve as a juror before. But to be honest, it sounded somewhat intriguing to me and of course, I wanted to perform my civic duty as an upstanding citizen of Leon County.

So it was an early morning having to be at the courthouse at 8am. Can I say that I'm so glad I don't work downtown?! That is not a fun commute. Upon checking in we get herded into a room that seats about 150 with over 200 prospective jurors there. Starting to look like a government operation already. Fortunately I was prepared for a long day of boredom (since they said we would be waiting around alot through the selection process) so I brought a magazine, book and my laptop for some mean games of solitaire.

After 4 previous jury pools went out they finally called my name. Excited for a change of scenery and to be out of a crowded room, I got my badge and followed the clerk upstairs. I've never done the court thing before and don't really care for Law and Order so I didn't know what was next. But I quickly found out... more sitting around waiting.

To make a long day into a short story, I did get to actually go into a courtroom, listen to all the judge question potential jurors, listen to all the attorneys do it all over again - all the while going through the answers to the questions in my head. Somehow I figured when I said occupation was "pastor" that would be a strike against me. I'm sure the defense isn't hip on people who believe in absolute truth.

I sat and sat some more. We got dismissed, we came back in... rinse and repeat that process. When it was all said and done I never did anything. So much for my civic duty. I sat around all day with total strangers and was never even asked a question. Most around me were glad they didn't have to serve or come back next week for a trial. I kept thinking, "Well, at least if that happened today wouldn't have been a total waste." And it cost me 5 bucks to park and 10 for lunch. So my civic duty actually cost me money. Go figure.

I'd like to somehow say this experience had great spiritual implications in my life. Nope. Not that I can think of right now. Just another day in the journey of this thing called life.

Three Days Later He Rose!

Some of you are guessing the title of this post refers to the line in the song I sang on Easter. I guess that is partially correct. I enjoyed singing, but after singing for multiple rehearsals and three times on Sunday morning it becomes difficult to get the song out of your head. Not trying to knock on David Phelps, but as one of my students said, "That song sounds like 'Hotel California' with different words." Pretty funny observation about the guitar riffs in the song.

It was a remarkable Easter. Not that all Easters aren't spectacular in the life of a Christian and I guess technically in the life of a Christian every day is Easter (or we should live it that way). But I'm amazed that in my life I tend to minimize the resurrection. I love the crucifixion - not in a sick way - but with the understanding that is where my life began, where my sins were forgiven and my eternity sealed. I think the cross deserves the recognition and allegiance I attempt to give it.


But since the resurrection was so 'miraculous' I tend not to know what to do with it. I understand the importance that the Savior we serve isn't dead, but lives to make intercession for us. And that we will see Him face to face one day. But I was challenged Sunday with the question of "What do we do with the resurrection?" Meaning, it has to be more than just a historical truth - more than just a miracle.

"I want to know Christ and the power of his resurrection and the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, and so, somehow, to attain to the resurrection from the dead" (Philippians 3:10-11). There it is. That is what the resurrection must mean to me. What a powerful statement Paul makes. That to really know Christ it comes through knowing Him from Maundy Thursday to Good Friday, but we don't stop there. We have to experience the power of Easter Sunday. Because three days later He rose!

Can Good Friday Really Be Good?

On the way to school this morning, Brock and I had our normal devotional and prayer time. Although this morning, Brock asked a great question as we were talking about today in history. He asked, "Dad, how can it be a good day? Why is it called Good Friday when Jesus died?" I thought that was a very perceptive question for an eight year old.

I've heard through the years that the word good used to have a secondary meaning of holy, but I since I'm not an etymological expert, I've never done any research into the phrase "Good Friday". I do know that throughout history there have been instances where the words God and good got switched around because of their similarity. For instance, the phrase "God be with you" is just "good-bye" today. So I guess it might be a possibility that Good Friday was originally God’s Friday.

But I have to think that we call it Good Friday because, it really is a good day. In fact, calling it a good day seems like a gross understatement. It is with great mourning and respect that I approach this topic, but I have to weigh the balance of knowing the rest of the story.

You see, all that tragedy was not in vain. Rather, it brought about the greatest good there could be. We can have life. We can be forgiven. We can know purpose and meaning in our journey. We can again have a relationship with God. And we can have life eternally.

If Jesus had just died... I'm doubtful Good Friday would have been the choice phrase to commemorate His crucifixion. But we do not grieve like people without hope (Thess. 4:13) because three days later He rose! And that is good!