Some people marry dolphins.

This actual conversation took place at work, oh yes, it did.
(In refering to a news of the wierd posting of an English woman who got married to a dolphin. Seriously, a dolphin.)

Mauricus-"Only white people marry dolphins, you may say thats racist, but I can back it up. Look at New Orleans, the biggest thing of water we get into is a pool."

there are some days I really love my job.

UNASHAMED NERD

Yesterday, a conversation went down a little like this. Here is some backround. A friend of mine (woman) was discussing the option of seminary, she is discussing the implications of women in ministry.
(HER) : I just don't even know how I feel about women in a pastoral role...
(ME): Ohhh ohh, we could research the topic and each take a point, you could argue for and I could argue against, then we could debate!! That could clear up any confusion!


indeed. That would clear it up. INSANE, sometimes it is quite obvious where I went to church for 6 years.

Piper Surgery Update

Piper Surgery Update

1:30om: Pastor John is out of surgery. Hear that things went wonderfully. Praise the Lord, please keep them in your prayers. Updates to follow. www.desiringgod.org

Everyone else has one...

so why can't I? Blogs are everywhere I turn. It has become a monstrosity that daily seems to enter into my vocabulary: "Have you checked out so and so's blog?"

I have become what I once despised, but the old saying is true, "The times they are a changin'" - Dylan

We have had a hard time at work the past few months, and it all came to a crashing halt last week. Our Manager was being accused of stealing our tips. (Feel free to debate the finer nuances of whether or not the pawns of the coffee world actually deserve tips...) I am not as angry as I expected. I am hurt, betrayed, and somehow feel compassion. I would like to think that sanctification is becoming a little more obvious in this broken vessel bent on destruction, but I think rather it is something more. I feel so in touch with my sin lately. There are people I need to ask for forgiveness, bills that need to be paid, and gossip that has left my lips, not just willingly but enthusiastically.

I feel a heavy weight of offending God with these and more. I serve a great God, a Sovereign, Holy and all-together worship-commanding Trinity that upholds the whole world and my infinitely small life. What does it mean to offend this Great Being? Should I not be trembling? Yet all too often I defer my time to other things choosing to ignore the sin and focus on my anger towards the sinner.

All too often I think we in the church like to present our churches as perfect to the outside world; it is a habit, I believe, to shoot off our wounded rather than accept that the wounded stage is where we all happen to be. Stealing money, while it hurts, is simply a sin that I can point to and is a tangible excuse for my anger.

What about my sin, the sin no one knows, except God? I wonder if my anger towards my boss comes not out of what he did, but rather how I would expect people to treat me if they knew the depths of my sin. On days like this I feel like I would give Paul a good run for his money in the "Chief of Sinners" category.

"Rejoice not over me, O my enemy;
when I fall, I shall rise;
when I sit in darkness,
The Lord will be a light for me.
I will bear the indignation of the Lord
because I have sinned against him,
until he pleads my cause
and executes judgement for me.
He WILL bring me out to the light,
I shall look upon his vindication." -Micah 7:8-9

shameless rip off

I wanted to name the Blog "Conspiracy among the friends." I thought this was inventive and interesting until I realized that rather than the above it was actually a shameless rip off of my friend Brians cd, and a Charles Spurgeon quote. Hense the name of said Blog. Here is the quote for those interested.
...I thought that I was the greatest debtor to Divine grace, and would sing the loudest to its praise; but when I came down out of the pulpit, there was a venerable woman who said to me, "You made a blunder in your sermon this evening." I said, "I daresay I made a dozen, good soul, but what was that particular one?" "Why, you said that you would sing the loudest because you owed most to Divine grace; you are but a lad, you do not owe half as much to grace as I do at eighty years of age! I owe more to grace than you, and I will not let you sing the loudest." I found that there was a general conspiracy among the friends that night to put me in the background, and that is where I meant to be, and wished to me; that is where those who sing the loudest long to be, to take the lowest place, and praise most the grace of God in so doing. - C.H. Spurgeon