Monday, August 17, 2009

What are the odds...

For the second time in five years, someone drove their car through the foyer wall of Crossroads Church. The same wall. What are the odds? I just can't get over what the mathematical odds might be on this. Vegas may want to get in on this action!

This time around, it was actually a member of the church. (There's a whole other odds-making opportunity!) Please say a word of prayer for her. She was taken to the hospital with some back pain.

The last time this happened, the insurance settlement allowed us to redo the entire foyer. God always has a way of bringing good out of a less than desirable situation!

People have been making some very keen observations. One is that we should consider opening a drive through church experience. (Rim shot inserted here) Others noted that the car came through the back-lighted wall mural that represents 'south' in our mission statement: Reaching "in" through discipleship. That's a pretty radical way of reaching in!

The Meaning of Love

This Saturday Donna and I celebrate 28 years of marriage! We were just kids when we made our vows, but by the grace of God we have kept those vows to one another and have grown more and more in love. It's funny, way back then we used that word so flippantly: "I love you." We had no idea then what the word really means. In 28 years, we've learned the meaning. In 28 years, Donna has taught me the meaning in the way she has stood by me, supported me, encouraged me, laughed with me, cried with me, raised two children with me, answered the call of God with me, traveled with me, dreamed with me, and the list goes on and on. I can honestly say she is my very best friend and there's no one I'd rather be around. She and I are so different and I'm so thankful that we are. I believe we complement one another and bring the best out in one another. It hasn't always been that way. We had to learn to appreciate the differences in one another. But what once created sparks has ultimately forged strength. If I had it all to do over, I wouldn't hesitate to look into the beautiful brown eyes of that young seventeen year old girl again and ask her, "Will you marry me?"

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