Category: hmm… thoughts

  • YMX Investment Club

    Invest
    It’s no secret that I think Kiva.org is super cool. The idea of little people like me giving microloans to people in developing countries so that they can improve their business… that just rocks.

    A few months back we started talking at YMX about forming an investment club. Not the type of investment club that invests money in stock… but an investment club that seeks to help people in developing countries get ahead.

    So today the investing began. Here’s our homepage and here is our Kiva portfolio. Any YMX member can join… send me an email and ask me how.

    Not a YMX member and interested in starting an investment club with Kiva? Shoot me an email!

  • New stuff is in the air

    There must be something in the summer air that has got me going… but there are all sorts of things swirling around my head.

    Sometimes I pray "stupid prayers" to God. I asked Him to take what I’m doing and blow it up for you. Maybe that meant "destroy" or maybe that meant "make it cooler than I can imagine." But He’s God and He is in the process of blowing some stuff up in my life.

    Let me narrow it to two categories.

    1. Light Force. I’m not satisfied that we are missing close to 3100 students from the schools we’re supposedly trying to reach. I’ve been praying about that a lot lately and seeking Godly counsel. I’ve come to a simple conclusion that flows directly out of what I taught for the last 28 weeks in Acts. We need to get busy spreading God’s virus in a dead and dying world without Christ. All that to say… in the coming weeks I plan on exploring a lot and meeting with a lot of people to talk about developing a new "foyer" environment for 7-12th graders in Romeo.
    2. Website-o-rific. Holy cow… I’ve made a lot of websites in the last few weeks. Most of them are still "shells" for what is to come. In the coming weeks I’ll be completely moving all of the churches sites/subdomains from fbcromeo.org to romeochurch.com. In the process of doing that I’m launching several brand new additions to the church’s family of sites. So there will be loads of cool new things to look at as we develop sites for our leadership teams, kids ministry, student ministry, young adult ministry, married couples ministry, and even our main church site. Holy cow… that’s a lot!

    As I  reflect back on 6 weeks ago… I was completely worn out and exhausted. I’m praising God that with a little rest and time away, I’m feeling charged back up… more creative and carefree than ever.

    God’s loyal love couldn’t have run out,
       his merciful love couldn’t have dried up.
    They’re created new every morning.
       How great your faithfulness!
    I’m sticking with God (I say it over and over).
       He’s all I’ve got left.

    God proves to be good to the man who passionately waits,
       to the woman who diligently seeks.
    It’s a good thing to quietly hope,
       quietly hope for help from God.
    It’s a good thing when you’re young
       to stick it out through the hard times. Lamentations 3 (The Message)

  • Pray for Bishop Bill

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    And his staff at the Albany Diocese.

    Going into last weekend I had a lot of preconceived ideas about what to expect. I was well aware of all the headlines about division and homosexual clergy and of course the root of the issue for the Episcopal Church, USA… is the Bible true and authoritative or is the church something else?

    Most of my life in "the evangelical circles" the ECUSA has never really been considered "orthodox." In fact, it seems most times when people hear the word "episcopal" Christians kind of struggle to say something positive. Most of my knowledge of the ECUSA rests in the frame of "liberal, very liberal."

    I don’t have a clue what’s going on in the larger group of churches. But as a complete outsider I got to see just how incredible the work of the Albany Diocese is. These are people who obviously love the Lord, His Word, and are willing and able to stand up for Jesus in the face of adversity.

    I was greatly impressed with Bishop Love’s opening address. For me, he hit all my hot buttons! The reason I ask for prayer for this man and his staff is clear.

    Just scroll down on that link and the attacks begin in the comments.

    Let me close with this. It’s very easy to throw the baby out with the bathwater. It’s easier to shrug our shoulders and say "what happens there doesn’t mean much." May it never be! May the church be full of people who encourage men and women willing to stand up for Jesus no matter what their background.

    I know I’ve posted a lot about last weekend. I think it is pretty simple. I was excited to see God move powerfully. Moreover, I was excited to see God’s people celebrate a life in Christ in an unexpected place.

    I certainly hope that conservative people from all sorts of backgrounds rally behind Bishop Bill and his staff as they do their best to change the course of what is to come one heart at a time.

    Join me and commit to praying for Bishop Bill Love and his staff.

  • Quick weekend report

    I’m going to try to contain the superlatives about the weekend. But it is going quite well. From the actual facilities to the staff to the convention goers… everything far exceeds my expectations in approaching this weekend.

    It’s been fun, encouraging, refreshing, and stretching. It hasn’t been exhausting, disappointing, or overwhelming.

    I’m having a hard time explaining the convention to myself. It’s clearly not what I thought it was… I expected stuffy people and kids who were  "present." Instead I’ve found some of the most loving, thoughtful, diverse, and genuine people I’ve ever encountered. The feel of this convention is fantastic. It feels like a family… 800-900 people… feeling like a family. That is impressive. I was talking to a woman tonight in this big common area they call "the tee-pee" and I explained it to her that I feel honored just to be around something like this. Much less having the privilege to speak at.

    The students are very approachable and teachable… to be honest, that’s refreshing! The two sessions today rocked. The band is great… a good ability to create the "worship lather" that every speaker longs for. Tonight’s session wasn’t monumental in its response, but it definitely stirred people. All-in-all I think my part of the weekend has gone smoothly. I’ve tried very hard to "just be Adam." (Let’s just say I’ve been a bit better behaved than "just be Adam." Ha!)

    I have one major thing left as I’m speaking at the "youth mass" tomorrow morning. I’ve talked to enough of the "old people" to know that it’s going to be a rockin’ good time. For the students and adult delegates here… there is a lot of anticipation for a homerun service. I hope I can be a small part of that homerun.

    A "funny to me" moment.

    Tonight the band did an amazing job of moving the students. Just before I was about to speak, the worship leader asked me to pray. (I thought to close the music part of worship and transition into the Bible portion.) The funny part was that there was this very serious "moment" and my opening illustration was the story, "fish farts save lives." It ended up being no big deal as I needed to take some time to help people transition… but it was one of those "funny to me" moments. Kids were spending holy moments in the presence of God and I was getting ready to talk about farting herring.

    In the next day or so I’ll be sharing a story that involves my face and a toilet. I promised the students tonight that I’d share it with them… Believe me, it will be memorable.

  • hmmm….

    How come we talk about vision for something and never talk about dreams?

    I want to dream big dreams. I want to be called a dreamer. I’m not sure if I want to envision big vision and be called a visioneer.

    Word game? I don’t think so.

  • graduation speeches: they need help!

    Cap_graduationLike a lot of youth pastors, I’ve been to more than my fair share of high school graduations. And right along with that comes the ever present "student speeches." At the ceremony I attended yesterday there were 10 student speeches.

    It’s been a long time since I’ve heard a student say something memorable. And yesterday was no exception to that rule. Either they don’t know how  to prepare a speech or they aren’t allowed to say anything with any substance. Here is the pattern:

    1. Thank their parents.
    2. Give a nod to their school.
    3. Say to their classmates "We did it!"
    4. Give a random literary quote.
    5. Say thank you and walk away.

    At the end of the day, the best and brightest of a school district look pretty dumb. (And you know they aren’t… this should be a shining moment for them!) They may be able to score straight A’s for 8 semester of high school but they fail to even understand why they are asked to give a speech. I don’t think it’s their fault they look dumb either.

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    At the very least, you would think the administration would intervene and say… "Hmmm… maybe this isn’t a time to allow the kid to blab about stupidity, maybe we can help them look good so that we can look good too!" (After all, high school graduation may be the best PR event of the year!) I don’t mean they should write their speech for them, but perhaps they could look at the speeches and work with the students to make the speeches say something? And if there are 10 speeches… perhaps they should assign each student something different to say so all 10 don’t repeat the same speech with different proper nouns inserted?

    I think there needs to be a graduation speech website. Give some practical advice to the best and brightest… help them turn high school graduation from something that is completely forgettable to something memorable and unforgettable.

  • Left for Dead by the Church

    Several weeks ago I was asked to write an article for Simply Youth Ministry. Well, this afternoon it was released. Here’s an excerpt of "Left for Dead by the Church."


    Somewhere there must be a manual that some senior pastors read called
    “Ways to Destroy a Youth Worker” because the pattern of hurt is
    predictable. (This article is describing a termination for reasons
    other than moral failure where immediate removal is required for the
    protection of the church and its students.)

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    are secret meetings where a decision is made as well as a “story”
    developed that will be told publicly. A meeting with the youth worker
    is arranged. The youth worker, blindsided, is told lies about his
    ministry or confronted with a politically charged issue. He is then
    offered a financial package in exchange for agreeing to this story. The
    youth worker is forbidden from saying goodbye to his students and
    volunteers, all he is allowed to do is repeat the story the leadership
    wants or else he risks losing the financial package. As soon as the
    youth worker has left the job, the church leaders spread lies about the
    youth workers ministry, relationships, or even family in order to
    justify the firing.
    Link

    This, of course, is part of my heart’s cry for youth workers. This has been a terrible week for youth workers over at YMX. I know of 3 people who lost their jobs this week and more than 3 in the preceding 3 weeks. As my article clearly states, we know turnover is part of the role of associate pastoral staff… no one argues that we are untouchable… but what needs to change is the lack of professionalism in God’s church.

    This is why Patti and some other friends are working so hard to create Raising Lazarus. We know that there are many other ministries that do similar types of work. But few of them focus their attention on associate level staff people. A applaud Patti and people like Gerrard Fess who join me in speaking boldly in caring for the people the church has left for dead. I am tired of seeing youth pastors treated like the living room couch… the centerpiece of the living room one day, on the curb in the rain the next.

    We don’t care to give the church a black eye… but we do care to help those who need to be raised from the dead.
    Amen

  • signs…

    GaragesaleThere is a sign nazi in our area. Some government official has apparently made garage and for sale signs on easements his vendetta.

    The church is located on a visible corner… we are easement sign central for those entering or leaving Romeo from the east/west direction. Several times per week a person will place a sign for an upcoming garage sale or their for sale by owner sign on the corner of the church property. And within hours its gone.

    Now, our police department is fine… but they are a little like Barney Fife in The Andy Griffith Show. They deal with so little crime, they end up passing their days on traffic duty and picking up signs. I know for a fact that they wouldn’t dare get our of their car to pick up a sign on their own accord.

    Someone has told them to do it. And someone is making a big deal about it because they are being entirely too consistent and too quick about it. To be honest… the little dance of "us peons" putting out signs to see "the man" put them in the back of his squad car is completely ridiculous. It’s silly over-policing… yet someone one higher than them has made it very important.

    My parallel to this is my own life. What am I quick to pluck out that is seemingly unimportant to me but important enough to them that they would take the time to create and place a sign in my life?
    Where am I being a dictator on something minor that is distracting to the bigger picture?

  • Stoney and the Squirrels from Hell

    SquirrelAs I’ve been documenting, Stoney (our 4 year old yellow lab) is tormented by the many black squirrels who call our backyard home. For months he has been going jogging with Kristen work on his speed and agility so that one day he will catch, kill, and dismember his tormentors. (They are too evil to eat.)

    Stoney is in good company. Many people dislike squirrels. They include David Crowder, Gerrard Fess, Barack O’Bama, and Ron Howard are all well-known squirrel haters.

    Yesterday was a glorious day! Well, nearly. After an appropriate amount of rest in the house… we let Stoney outside as the family was taking me to the church for MainStreet rehearsal. Instantly he tore off into the yard in hot pursuit. The squirrel near the play structure quickly dove under the fence to safety and Stoney hung a quick left. So quick and agile that the squirrel under the tree froze in amazement. Before the emperor of evil knew what was happening he found himself in the jaws of our heros mouth. The family cheered as Stoney’s dream of ridding the yard of his arch enemy became true. Just then, the squirrel reached into his squirrel pocket and pulled out a nasty potion causing Stoney’s jaws to unexplainably release.

    Stoney was obviously disappointed as he never saw the squirrel’s evil pocket before. As the squirrel slithered up the tree and started chattering with his friends Stoney circled the tree and peed on it out of protest.

    His day is coming.