On an afternoon a little over two years ago, I was working away in my home office. My son had just left for a doctor’s appointment when I heard a tremendous crash coinciding with our house violently shaking. My first thought was that Robert had crashed his car into our house at a high speed. But then I realized what had probably happened. I rushed outside to have my suspicions confirmed — a huge limb from an old oak tree had fallen on our house and caused considerable damage.
My next-door neighbor came out and told me that her house shook as well. Another neighbor bolted outside and said, “What was that? That was so loud!”
Meanwhile, my daughter, Molly, was in our basement, oblivious to all the commotion above. Molly asked me why she didn’t feel anything. I replied that it was because her feet were on the foundation of the house, which is firm.
Jesus spoke of this very thing in Luke 6:48 when He said, “They are like a man building a house, who dug down deep and laid the foundation on rock. When a flood came, the torrent struck that house but could not shake it, because it was well built.”
Because this man’s foundation was on rock, the house could not be shaken.
The house in Jesus’ statement is a picture of our lives. So what is it that this man did to build his “house” on such a firm foundation? In the preceding verse, Jesus said that this man “comes to me and hears my words and puts them into practice,” and thus cannot be shaken. In other words, He will be at peace, even when disaster strikes.
So in order to build our “houses” (our lives) on a firm foundation that can withstand the winds of adversity, we must:
- Come to Jesus.
- Hear His words.
- Live His words.
Jesus’ last point, putting into practice what He says, is critical. In verse 49 He warns, “But the one who hears my words and does not put them into practice is like a man who built a house on the ground without a foundation. The moment the torrent struck that house, it collapsed and its destruction was complete.”
Don’t you agree that no architect could come up with a better blueprint to build a great life?
“Truly he is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will never be shaken” (Psalm 62:2).
- Do you have any areas in your life that feel unsettled?
- What is hindering you from:
- Coming to Jesus?
- Hearing His words?
- Living His words?
Jim Lange is the president of Five Feet Twenty and the author of “Calming the Storm Within: How to Find Peace in this Chaotic World” from which this article is an excerpt. He attends Crossroads Community Church in Ottawa Lake, Michigan.
Over the past 15 years, I have served as a spiritual care coordinator, a pastor and a seminary professor. In all of these settings, I have discovered again and again that the most challenging moments in ministry are not tasks like sermon writing, visitation, funerals, creating new courses or developing curricula. What creates anxiety, frustration, disappointment and downright perplexity in ministry are the entrenched interpersonal impasses and conflicts among church members (and church members who are also family members), staff, committees and denominational factions.
Consequently, I have spent the past 10 years intensively learning a practice called nonviolent or compassionate communication. Developed by clinical psychologist Marshall Rosenberg, nonviolent communication has led to an international peacemaking organization (the Center for Nonviolent Communication) with people throughout the world practicing conflict transformation in homes, workplaces, prisons, community centers, preschools and graduate schools. Though not embedded in any particular religious framework, nonviolent communication can be integrated faithfully into Christian practice so that communities of faith can be transformed through conflict by the power of the Holy Spirit.
The church in North America today faces many challenges and crises. Denominations split over contested theology and practice. Communities of faith live from skirmish to skirmish without ever changing the underlying dynamics. Others falter under dwindling financial resources and loss of cultural capital. Clergy misconduct leaves congregational scars for generations. Polarizing discourse seems ubiquitous, and sisters and brothers in Christ treat one another as enemies. High levels of stress weigh clergy down and lead to high attrition rates. The list goes on and on.
by Kevin Austin
How do we move from the problem to the solution?
When my two teenage children are with my parents – their grandparents – in my home state, they consistently ask for stories about me as a child or teenager. They ask for stories to be told and retold. When they stumble onto one they haven’t heard before, they come to me and ask me to retell it also.
There’s more to this than the obvious surface stuff of finding out dirt on their dad. Hearing these stories helps my kids gain more of a sense of identity, connecting them to the lineage of their origin. The stories become part of who they are. The stories become their stories.
Throughout history, our current culture stands unique in our affinity to facts. Families, throughout time, have been more interested in stories. In fact, education in Jewish households was more about storytelling than anything else. Before anyone had a copy of the Bible or Torah in their homes, oral histories (not even printed stories, let alone printed propositions) were the primary means of remembering who we are, of remembering where we came from.
Case in point: the Passover Seder dinner is all about storytelling. Each element of a Passover dinner is meant to call up another important element of God’s great rescue, reminding the teller and listeners who they are as God’s chosen, as God’s beloved.
by Jim Lange
My teenage son Robert, like most of us, really likes his comfort zone. From a very early age, he hasn’t liked trying anything new, including foods. I would estimate that more than 95 percent of the time though, when he has finally tried something, he has gotten a sheepish grin on his face and said something like, “I do like it.”
The same is true with activities. Because he is one who likes routine and because of some negative experiences on the baseball diamond and basketball court, he is pretty content to stay inside and watch TV or play video games. That is his comfort zone. A couple of years ago, I told Robert that I wanted him doing something physical. He said, “There’s nothing to do that I like.” I recognized that what he was really saying was, “I don’t want to try anything new. I’m happy right here.”
Mashed potatoes light up the pleasure circuits of my brain the same way a glazed doughnut does. At our house, we still mash them — potatoes that is — the old-fashioned way with that squiggle of wire mounted to a handle. Ladle on a pond of shimmering gravy — Midwestern Nirvana!
About this time in the extended season of holidays, I’m stuffed with food; you may be too. If I eat one more Russian tea cake or peanut butter chocolate ball, I’m afraid I’ll explode into a confetti of red and green muffin papers.
Yet February’s coming.
by David R. Smith
What does a girl do when she needs encouragement? She could seek the validation of a family member. She might also take a friend out for coffee.
Of course, she could just fire off a “frext” message….
Sexy Screen Support
The concept of “frexting” isn’t as new as the term itself. Essentially, it’s the exchanging of sexy pics between girls who are friends with one another for the purpose of encouragement or approval. For instance, if a girl breaks up with a guy, all she has to do is dress up in lingerie, snap a pic, and shoot it to her bestie with a snarky line that reads, “See what he’s missing?”
Cue girlfriend to say, “His loss, hot mama.”
First appearing on Adulting Blog, frexting was defined as “Friends + Sexting = Frexting.” Frexting is the latest evolution of sexting; it allows senders to show off their sexy side to a friend who is hopefully responsible enough to appreciate it and keep it private.
The key word there is hopefully.
There are expectations and prescribed etiquettes, but potential “frexters” are taught to believe, “This is a surprisingly fun and empowering thing to do.”
Until it’s not.
What if the friend changes her mind or proves untrustworthy? What if the relationship dissolves? Any number of realities could transpire, turning a young person’s need for affirmation into something far more desperate.
Does this mean all young women are frexting? Not at all. But this is yet just another symptom of young people in our culture seeking affirmation in the wrong place. Frexting is one of the most recent, risky ways young people glean validation from peers, but it’s not the only one.
by Joël Malm
It all started for me while I was climbing a mountain in Russia at 16,000 feet in a blizzard.
I could have written it off to oxygen deprivation, but something within me said it was more. On that mountain, God placed a dream in my heart, which eventually became so strong it was a burden. I knew I had to do something about it.
I was determined to help people gain a vision for their lives and lift their perspective, and I was certain God was showing me just the way to do it.
The problem was I had no success under my belt (I didn’t make it to the top of that mountain in Russia), no money and no connections. So when I looked at the dream He gave me, it seemed pretty close to impossible.
But now here I am 10 years later doing the exact thing I thought was impossible. I run a little operation called Summit Leaders where I lead conferences in the outdoors. I take authors who normally speak to arenas of 10,000 to 12,000 and have them speak to a small group of 10 to 12, Jesus-style while walking the trail.
Somehow I persuaded Bob Goff to hike to the top of Mount Kilimanjaro with me. I took Matt Chandler on the Inca Trail to Machu Picchu. Mark Batterson climbed Half Dome and rafted the Grand Canyon with me.
Even as I write this, I still can’t believe it happened. God did the impossible.
So now, when I tell people what I do for a living, the conversation usually goes one of two ways. They either:
- Smile and say, “That’s nice.”
- A fire comes into their eyes, and they get really serious. They ask, “How do you start something like that?”
When I get the B response, I get excited.
There is a growing trend and pursuit for one thing in the American church. It is a consuming desire from many in the church today. However, I must confess that it is foreign to me and my understanding of Christianity. It is not foreign because it has to do with focus or one thing, but what that focus and one thing are.
It is not a trend for passionate pursuit of the Lord. It is not to be holy before the Lord; or to seek Him, His will and Kingdom on earth as it is in heaven. It is not to stand as one forgiven and healed and holy conformed to His will. It is instead a focused pursuit to be authentic, transparent and vulnerable. It is to identify with others among whom we live. It is to be open about brokenness rather than pursuing healing from the brokenness. Relationship is key. But, it is not relationship with God that will expose our weakness and powerfully and graciously eliminate it and empower us to help those with whom we are in relationship. But, it is simply building trusting relationship with people- not necessarily for their pursuit of Christ and life change, but for the sake of identification. That’s the aim: to be authentic, transparent and vulnerable.
It is foreign to me since it is focus on a byproduct of living the right life and a method of living rather than the life itself. As a parent, it would be similar to my saying, “My aim is to be authentic, transparent and vulnerable with my children.” Actually, though I fully expect to be all of those, I have a rather higher aim than that- to aid them in becoming all God created them to be. My aim is their wholeness, not the way I am perceived by them, though the latter should follow if the former is achieved. If they are saved, loved, secure and understand their significance, while I have demonstrated authenticity before them, then my goal is accomplished.
I don’t understand the form of Christianity that focuses more on a messenger than the message.
Fellowship Mission. Our goal was to fill 100 bags to give away to those that needed them, and we were given enough items to fill 120 bags!