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We had quite an interesting Sunday. First of all, we had Trevor Dick (www.flyingbow.com, www.flyingbowministry.com) as our guest. He was here to perform, to share his story, and to talk to us about Compassion Ministries. It was a real honour to have such an accomplished musician with us. As I watched him during pre-service sound check, I was blown away by his skills – kinda like a blend of classical and rock violin. Smokin’!

Here’s where it gets interesting. Just as I was about to introduce him to the congregation, the power went out. On came the emergency lights and there we sat. What to do now? It’s one thing to lose power on a regular Sunday. It’s another altogether when you have a guest.

We contacted the local hydro company an discovered it would be a while before anything came back on line. So we opened up the emergency exit doors (thank God for nicer whether that day) to let more light in, light some candles and moved ahead. We spent some time in small groups, sharing stories of how God moved in people’s lives. It was a good time of encouragement. Then we had Trevor play his violin acoustically by himself. He went on to share his story and talk about Compassion – all in the dark (mostly). He used the Children’s Ministry megaphone to talk. Innovation at work!

It was amazing to see how engaged the congregation remainded during that time. There was a real sense of God’s presence and of community. I was thrilled to see how many people responded to sponsor a child through Compassion. When all was said and done, there was a real sense that something good had taken place. One person commented that God had come in the place, taken away our bells and whistles, and said, “Let’s see who you really are without all your stuff”. I believe we passed.

The power finally came back on after the service just before a baby shower was to take place in our building. Talk about timing!

Thanks to the volunteer staff, the congregation, and Trevor for adapting and making it a memorable experience for us all.

Two directly related special days on the Christian calendar. Seems to me western society has done well with Mardi Gras (a.k.a. Shrove Tuesday, Fat Tuesday, Pancake Day) and placed Ash Wednesday (the beginning of lent) on the far back burner.

Not that either of these are strictly biblical days. They stem from long standing Christian traditions and are not mandated or designated in the Bible. However, the ideas presented in them have some significance for consideration.

The idea of Mardi Gras was to have a high-spirited time of enjoyment and feasting on fattier, richer foods before Ash Wednesday. For some, it became the day they could get away with many sins since they were going to repent the next day. Hence, the festival in New Orleans and all that goes with it.

Ash Wednesday marked the beginning of Lent, a period of fasting, repentance, and humbling oneself in preparation for Easter. It lasts 40 days (not including the Sundays), which ties in with several Biblical references to 40 days of fasting and repentance. The significance of the ashes comes from the Bible when people put ashes on themselves as a sign of repentance and humbling oneself.

Aside from the most traditionally devout, we all pretty well celebrate pancake day and ignore the repentance of Ash Wednesday. Instead of erring on the side of restraint and repentance, our society errs on the side of excess and sensuality. I suspect few people today contemplate Ash Wesdnesday and Lent while eating their generous doses of pancakes on the day before.

I don’t personally practice Ash Wednesday in any literal fashion. It, too, can become a meaningless religious activity without impact on the heart. My question is: what is impacting the heart? The pig-out or the repentance?

 

No follower of Christ in their right mind would ever say prayer is not important. We all agree it is vital to the Christian life. However, when looking at the research, it’s amazing how little people actually pray! Not that big people don’t pray and little people do. I love the English language! Let me reword – it’s amazing how infrequent and shallow people’s prayer lives are.

My life experience as a pastor has brought me to believe that the main reasons people don’t pray much has little to do with intent. They often feel inwardly embarrassed, like God will laugh at them. They feel inadequate and unqualified. Most often the response is, “I don’t really know how”. When it comes to praying in groups, shyness, comparison, fear of failure or embarrassment all weigh in to shut people down from speaking out in prayer.

Yet prayer, when cultivated in our lives, can become the most treasured part of our relationship with God. It’s the life-line, the source, and the place of access to God’s power and His will.

We spent three nights in January learning about and practicing prayer at WellSpring Community Church. It was a very encouraging time as we had record smashing attendances for prayer services. This really showed me that people want to learn to pray more effectively and make it part of their lives.

The instructional times are available in audio here. (Click the drop down list and lookup the Prayer series). The notes are available here: The Lord’s Prayer, Praying the Scripture, Praying in the Spirit. (You can right-click and save the pdf to follow along while listening.)

These three topics were covered and practiced. Maybe you can benefit from them too.

What Do You Crave?

Gelato in Italy

Eating Gelato in Italy

Do you ever get cravings? The sweet-toothed among use might crave chocolate, or cheesecake, ice cream, etc. The salty/sour ones might crave potato chips, nachos, cheese & crackers, etc. Then there are the spicy ones among us. Anything hot – chicken wings, jalapeno poppers (YES!), Thai food. How about acquired tastes? You may not have liked crab the first few times you tried it but now it’s something you look forward to.

There’s something about that feeling of fulfilling that craving. Ahh, homemade jalapeno poppers with cream cheese and bacon. Let it burn! Give me another. Oh, that one was a lively one. Give me another. Oh, that one was lame. Give me another. Get me a glass of water! Give me another. You get the point.

Do you ever crave connection with God? Psalm 42:1-2 says, “As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God. 2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?”

I think that connection with God can be an acquired taste. The more we connect with Him, the more we want to.

So what do you crave? Or rather, who?

What’s Up, Doc?

Ever have a time when you felt like everything in life was upside down? Have you ever had a time when everything sat just right? How about this – have you ever had a time when everything fit comfortably then found out it was all upside down? I believe it’s easier than we think to end up in that place. It’s also uncomfortable to confront the realities of inverted priorities.

Israel went through such a time (more than once!). At one point in their history, they had gotten used to the idea that the rebuilding of the temple would not be completed. Legistlation had been passed against it and, 18 years later, people were still saying, “It’s not time”.

Haggai 1:2-6This is what the Lord Almighty says: “These people say, ‘The time has not yet come for the Lord’s house to be built.’ ” 3 Then the word of the Lord came through the prophet Haggai: 4 “Is it a time for you yourselves to be living in your paneled houses, while this house remains a ruin?”

5 Now this is what the Lord Almighty says: “Give careful thought to your ways. 6 You have planted much, but have harvested little. You eat, but never have enough. You drink, but never have your fill. You put on clothes, but are not warm. You earn wages, only to put them in a purse with holes in it.”

The main point here is that when we live with inverted priorities, life doesn’t satisfy as it should. It doesn’t mean their purses literally had holes in them. Life just didn’t work as it should. There is an overall sense of lack – something missing – something incomplete.

So what do we do? We get busier, we buy more stuff, we pursue human relationships. But if we don’t have God as our first priority, the others don’t have lasting satisfaction.

When Israel responded by working on the restoration of the temple, God spoke of a change in their life condition and promised fulfillment and blessing.

Ask yourself, “Are my priorities inverted in some way? Is God my first and primary focus in life? Am I trying to fill a purse with holes in it?”

What’s up, Doc? Is the right thing on the upside of your life?

Every year we run around hecticly putting up decorations, baking food, making plans, shopping, shopping some more, then last minute shopping. By the time we get to Christmas, many of us are tired, some have colds because of run down bodies. Was this the reason for the season?

We all enjoy giving and receiving gifts. It’s in our nature. It is a joy to watch someone open up something you got for them, looking forward to their reaction. It’s fun to tear open some wrapping paper to discover something for you. Both can be very meaningful.

But there’s a gift you can give that is less tangible but more valuable. It is the gift of honour. Tangible presents can be a part of that. But honour can be expressed in many ways.

You can honour someone with your words. Say something complementary. Express your appreciation. You can honour someone with actions. Help around the house. Assist with cleanup. Do something kind. You can honour with time. Spend a block of focused, uninterrupted time with someone. Pay full attention when they speak. You can honour with physical touch. A hand on the shoulder. A hug. Stroking someone’s hair.

Each of these ways may be more or less effective depending on the recipient. Perhaps honour can begin by observing what speaks most to them.

Give those you love something more than our society’s materialistic, shallow approach. Give the gift of honour.

Have a blessed Christmas.

Welland has made the global scene with the flash mob video of the Hallelujah Chorus sung at the food court of the Seaway Mall. Alphabet Photography arranged for Chorus Niagara to be interspersed among the diners at the Seaway Mall food court on November 13, 2010. At noon, one woman stood and began singing the Hallelujah Chorus, followed by more and more people (part of the group). The youtube video is here.

As of today (three weeks later), there have been 14.5 million hits on the video! Today, CTV’s Canada AM came to Welland and covered the story live. Once again, Chorus Niagara performed the song live on National TV. Seaway Mall’s Food Court is the most famous food court in the world!

Well over 500 people showed up at 6:30am at the food court for this televised event, including myself, Wendy, Amy, and Adam. Several others from WellSpring Community Church and other local churches were there as well. Local politicians, including our newly elected Mayor, Barry Sharpe, were there as well.

If you check out Canada AM’s website and search ‘chorus niagara’ you can watch it. You’ll notice Wendy, Adam and me to the immediate left of the anchorman.

What a thrill to have Welland known for something good, especially something proclaiming the reign of Christ on earth.

Lincoln Brewster Contest

So I want to enter the Lincoln Brewster guitar contest. Check the rules – only continental US residents. Grr. What’s up with that. It’s not like the grand prize is a new Strat or something. Anyway, I’ve decided to submit it anyway along with a note stating that I am not a US resident and that, even though that may disqualify me, I’d love it if they judged it anyway.

There were two options: 1) copy Lincoln’s solo and be judged on accuracy (never in my limited skill set), or 2) devise your own solo and be judged on creativity (now there’s some hope). So I opted for #2. I love improvisation anyway and it gives me a chance to work up my chops a bit.

Funny thing is, some of the ideas in my head don’t translate as well in my hands as I’d like. That’s what lack of consistent practice does. Consequently, some of this is a bit choppy. But I like the ideas I’ve come up with. I feel like it’s a good combination of melodic movement and unique guitar ideas.

Here’s the youtube link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_cKO2EstBw

My favourite parts are the pinky hammer-on at 0:17, the simple melodic phrase and pause at 0:19, the combination of sliding arpeggios at 0:29, and the harmonic hammer-on at the last note. Have a look. Share it with your guitar playing buddies and pick it apart or praise it.

Army Photo of My Dad

I thought I would post a recollection of my Dad’s recounting of his day of capture in World War II. If memory serves me right it was April 29, 1945. Much of Germany had been pushed back but there were many pockets of soldiers still fighting.

My dad was a private fighting in northern Germany at the time with the Regiment Maisonneuve. He was entering a city (I believe it was Bremen) when his group walked into an ambush. They withdrew into a shed. However, their commanding officer was killed in the skirmish. There was also a gentleman that was hit with a phosphorus grenade. My dad described the awful feeling he had, listening to the man cry out in agony as he slowly burned to death overnight while holed up in that shed. Snipers had their sites on the spot so no one could venture out to help.

There was now no commanding officer in the group – all privates. After waiting overnight, they decided to put out a white flag and surrender. My dad, along with his comrades in arms, was taken prisoner and kept in a nearby barn. His food rations were two two slices of (mostly mouldy) bread and a glass of water per day.

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Ten days later, the war ended.

One single story brings to life for me the depth of effect war has on people. I can still sense the emotion in my dad’s face and voice when he recounted the story to me.

On this Rememberance Day, stop and think about the horrors that other men and women have endured for our freedom. Even those who never were on the front lines made great sacrifices as part of a national team of people united in preserving freedom and, ultimately, peace.

Thank you to all the veterans for your place in Canada’s great history.

P.S. I welcome the family members to add clarification or missing details of this story.

Ten Years Gone

Today marks the tenth anniversary of my dad’s passing. Wow. Ten years goes by quickly. It’s amazing how something can seem so far away and so close at the same time. I still find myself missing him – especially when I have a question about something. He was such a smart man. I’m sure that if he had been given the opprotunity for an education, he would have become an engineer or something. Unfortunately, he lived in a time when he didn’t even make it to high school.

He lived through the great depression in a large, impoverished family. He lived through and fought in World War II. He married and fathered five children. He worked many years at the now defunct Atlas Steels.

He gave his life to Jesus Christ in 1968 (9?).

He faithfully served at the the church I currently pastor, helping in many ways and running the recording and duplication department (cassette anyone?).

He was a man who stood by his convictions – even when they made no sense to anyone else.

I still think back to the stories he told of his experiences in the war – the sadness of lost friends, the deep fear in battle, the food he shared with his fellow POW.

I’ve posted the video of the slideshow presented at his funeral here.

Pa, you are stilled missed.

With love and honour.

Marc (ton fiston)

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