Chuckie’s Pants May 30, 2005
Years ago Lois went to visit her mother for a week. She took the younger children with her and I kept Kyle with me. Kyle was about seven or eight. Chuk would have been about four. We were living in Ohio. I drove Lois and the little ones to Michigan and then Kyle and I drove home. When we got home I told Kyle to go to his room and get ready for bed and I went to the kitchen to fix something to eat. Kyle and Chuk shared a room. A few minutes later Kyle came into the room crying. I said, “What’s wrong, buddy?”
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May 16, 2005 May 16, 2005
We spent the weekend in the north again preaching between the fires in the West Side Chapel on Camp Barakel. (www.campbarakel.org) How I thank God for that place and the people who serve there. It is one of the sweetest places on earth to me. I preached on four Psalms.
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Friday night I preached on Psalm 133, a pilgrim psalm for men. Saturday morning I taught Psalm 112, on how to be a happy man. We spent Saturday night in Psalm 32 on how to deal with guilt. One the Lord’s Day I preached on one of my favorite Psalms, Psalm 8, that God is bigger than any problem you have. I love the Psalms, they tug my heart Godward.
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Snow Peas
Almost twenty-five years ago I was waiting on customers at Black’s Furniture in Xenia, Ohio. A woman came in with a zip-lock bag and handed it to me. “Try these,” she said. I did.
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Open Letter to MOM May 8, 2005
I might as well make my letter to my mother today an open letter. The Scriptures command me to honor my mother. The closer I get to my dear Lord and the longer I walk with Him, the more I see that the commands of Christ are so sweet. What precious commands he gives to do things that bring such joy and fulfillment to such a deep place within us. So here is my way of obeying the fifth commandment today. This is the letter I just e-mailed to my mom, Jane Pierpont. My eyes are still wet with happy, grateful tears as I write these words.
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Empty Porches
My wife Lois grew up in Wolfe County Kentucky in the little village of Campton where she was born. Campton likes to call itself, “The Friendliest Little Town in the Mountains.” It’s more than a slogan. People really are friendly down there. It is situated in a beautiful part of the Bluegrass State. It’s nicely out-of-the-way. You have to mean to go there.
BRAVEHEARTS May 2, 2005
This evening Chuk and I are going to take in the Bravehearts meeting at Five Points Community Church in Auburn Hills. Well over a hundred guys jam a room of the church to hear their Pastor, Dan Cummings do theology.
Our souls were made to contemplate deep thoughts of God. It does us good like nothing else. We were designed to wonder at the great mysteries and the great verities of God. Like the longing we have within to climb high mountains and look on wide vistas, like the longing we have within us to gaze on large bodies of water, like the good it does our souls to gaze out into the clear night sky towards infinity, so our soul needs to think big thoughts of God. I have thought on it some and I am convinced that is what is happening when Dan takes the men on guided tours of Biblical, systematic, and historical theology on Monday nights once a month in the basement of his church. Surely not every man understands every word but it does his soul good to ponder infinity.
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What’s That Stench?
When my son worked at IBLP (Institute in Basic Life Principles) Headquarters in Oak Brook, Illinois, he shared a house with three or four other young men. One day in the spring he noticed an unpleasant odor in his car. At first it was a mild inconvenience but after a while it became a significant nuisance. He purchased a series of air freshener products but the odor easily overpowered them. He looked around a little and could not unravel the mystery of the bad smell. It got so bad he told me he considered trading in his car for a newer one. He wondered if someone put cheese on his manifold as a joke.
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