top chef…

top chef is an awesome show.

if my hair starts to get like that guys on the show… someone please tell me!

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youth ministry minute – take 6

today I want to talk about MARGIN.  I want to write, not as one who has somehow attained it, but as someone who is desperately seeking it.  I feel that I have SOME (and I stress SOME) margin in my life… at times… but most of the time I feel as if I am running from one thing to the next.  The healthiest youth workers I know all have some things in common.  One of those things is margin: the ability to have time for significant moments in your life outside of the daily grind.  I had a margin experience last night.  my son is 19 months old.  my wife, Sarah, was at a meeting last night for her trip to haiti.  (read all about it here.) anyway, Nic and I got to spend some quality time together wrestling, playing “bafeball” (as he calls it) and just hanging out.  It dawned on me last night, “I need to keep areas of margin in my life for times like these as he gets older.  I never want him to say ‘Dad, you never have time for me any more’.”  To be a great youth worker… margin is a must.

and the winner is…

who would have ever guessed that my 100th post… that’s right 2 months 100 posts… would be about gas prices.  but guess what???  the winner was ME.  I got gas today for $.20 less than everywhere else around town.  Thank you Kroger!!!  $3.57  I had to wait in a huge line though… reminded me a little of San Jose.

rough week???

so some might say that I have a pretty BIG week ahead of me.  Why?  because I have 2 messages to prep (one for the morning service and one for OSM), a 6th grade perspective student/parent meeting after OSM, finishing up STRIVE details + a STRIVE meeting, doing the media for both of my talks, prepping the announcements for OSM, teaching guitar lessons… and that’s just my day job.  not sure how the blogging is going to look this week… we’ll have to see.  It may end up being my “sane” time.  🙂

American Idol…

so I have to admit… I haven’t been watching AI this season @ all.  But I feel that I must to be up to date with what is going on in American culture.  So I “youtube”d all the videos from this season and feel that I have a good sense of how things have been going down and who are my favorites.  Of all the performers left… this guy is, in my humble opinion, the best of them all.  David Cook.  A true genius with music.

musings – philippians 3

so our small group has been reading through philippians for over a month now… and for the past two weeks we have been diving into chapter 3.  Philippians 3 has to be one of my favorite chapters of the Bible.  “I count it all as loss compared to the greatness of knowing Christ… 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…”  Paul wanted to be just like Jesus.  So much so, that he wanted to know him in the most intimate way… to experience the power of his resurrection, to experience his suffering, and to ultimately experience him in his death.  Those are very powerful words.   Why? because they show the utter devotion he had to his Lord and savior.  It wasn’t just a “Jesus is my homeboy” type of feeling… but a true, deep longing for intimate connection with the God of the universe.  a willingness to put my wants and needs aside in order to experience and know Jesus better.  

i wonder…

I was store hopping after playing a little BBALL this afternoon… and I came across this little gem.  I just had to take a picture of it.  I often wonder what Jesus would actually think of Christian subculture.  Would he applaud it?  Would he think about it the same way 90% of the rest of Americans think about it {lame, out of touch, out of date, annoying, etc…}?  would he be angered by it?  I really don’t know… but I do know this… I work with teenagers who are more and more starting to NOT want to become Christians because of this kind of stuff.  does this kind of stuff make me laugh?  well… yes.  does it make my heart hurt for those teenagers?  You better believe it.