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January 13, 2020

I was just remembering a conversation I had a while back with someone who was always anxious. It was a lifelong burden.

Pretty much everything in his life was seen through a worst case scenario lens. And, of course, one can view almost anything in terms of what might go wrong.

Worry is the father of fear. And fear paralyzes. It fosters a risk-averse approach to life, which in turn produces uneventful and boring living, leading to overall dissatisfaction and negativity.

I saw an Instagram post the other day: “ Fear is faith that it won’t work out”. Insightful.

So why borrow trouble from the future? “Carpe diem”!

December 30, 2019

I drove past a prominent fitness facility recently and thought about the rush to membership that always accompanies the new year with its resolutions to get in shape. By February or March these born again fitness seekers will be supporting the facility with their year-long memberships but not participating. It is ever thus…

Reminds me of leadership books, seminars, and courses. Seems everyone wants to be a leader, but few truly lead. Indeed if everyone is a leader, who follows?

Ultimately leadership is something one does. It’s “caught, not taught”. A leader simply gets into the fray and says,” Let’s go!”

Indeed, the world’s leaders are those who just show up. They learn by doing and inspire their neighbors. They take the hits and, as the Scottish poet Robbie Burns put it, “lay me down and bleed awhile, then get up and fight some more”. And they live with that knot in their stomach that witnesses to the push-back they get from the non-leaders who want things to remain as they were. For sure, leaders pay a price, but the fulfilment is worth it.

December 16, 2019

 

I have very warm memories of Christmas past. As a child I wasn’t aware of my parents’ poverty. Dad pastored a small Saskatchewan church that provided little compensation. Our house was uninsulated with a dugout dirt basement. In winter we were always cold. And food was never plentiful. But I never heard complaints or poverty talk from Mom and Dad. Rather they chose to be upbeat and thankful. I would often overhear their prayers of praise to God.
Our humble church Christmas services impacted me deeply. Even as a preschooler I embraced the message of a baby in a manger who had come to bring us salvation. At five years of age I committed myself to him.
The carols, the skinny Christmas trees, the inexpensive gifts, but mostly the love in our home made the season “bright”. I loved it then and I love it now.

November 30, 2019

I was studying a Greek textbook recently in researching Luke’s second volume, the book of Acts. I came across something I’d written in the margin of one of the pages- “Too much certainty can be a bad thing. There must be an element of mystery, a touch of the unknown, in all truth”.
I was thinking at the time of several people I have interacted with in my 50 years in the ministry. People who “know everything for sure”, and have the accompanying spiritual arrogance to prove it. Little wonder they are quickly dismissed by pure-hearted seekers after God.
Anyone with basic bible knowledge remembers that  even the wisest man who ever lived, Solomon, acknowledged that the Lord dwells in”the thick darkness”(1Kings 8:12). There is more about Him that we don’t know than what we do know.
Personally I value the humility and faithful spiritual plodding of the pilgrim who is continually learning. Faith, after all, is a journey, not a destination.