Last night I dreamed that we were meeting in the church at Sanborn Rd and that the two key families had returned to our fellowship. There were many first-time guests. When I looked out from the stage, the sanctuary was very full. Some extra pews even had to be brought in. I am not an expert dream interpreter, but this was a SURPRISE dream for me. I am believing that this means that there is a hope and a future for New Life Church.
Today, Louie will speak/preach/teach on John 13, and especially on the disciple whom Jesus loved. Louie has been taken by the phrase that John "leaned back against Jesus" (13:25). This leaning back and resting on Jesus is a sign of intimacy and love and trust. We too need to lean on Jesus for our decisions and questions and friendship.
Today at 7:00 a.m., we had a leaders meeting with Melissa. PLNU student-leaders and all other adults are considered the leadership team. These early morning meetings will be daily for throughout the week.
After our meeting and cereal breakfast, we drove to Tijuana and worked with the TJ Central Church, led by Pastor Alejandro. Our team had been assigned to the haircutting booth, one of our seven ministry booths set up at a popular central park in TJ. As we were setting up the canopies and tables, a four year old girl came and asked me (in Spanish) if she could have some water to drink, from one of our blue jugs. It was a genuine pleasure to fill her water bottle with fresh water. It was a pleasant SURPRISE to learn that one of our teammates, Brooke, actually does hair as a profession. She kept quite busy with the scissors, working alongside the three other women form the TJ Church. I tried using my Spanish to converse with a few of the "clients". We also played Frisbee, American football and soccer with the kids and teens. For lunch, the church brought us brown bags of PBJ, an orange, and chips.
After the ministry fair, we had to pack out all the gear (it was quite a sight with 130 people each carrying something out of the park), load the vehicles, and then drive to TJ Central church where we would have our evening meal. The church is in a residential neighborhood, surrounded by streets in disrepair. We saw a couple a dogs wandering the streets, a typical scene in TJ. As we entered the church property, we found multiple kids jumping on a trampoline, men grilling carne asada, and women working in the kitchen to prepare the meal. We were all seated outside on a large patio (driveway/parking pad). Bowls of pico de gallo were the first food to appear. Then out came the plates, one by one, of burritos de frijoles y carne asada, and a side of guacamole. Then came the coke and then came some ice. The meal was awesome and really hit the spot. I think we were all starved.
After dinner, the Youthworks team members began playing all sorts of impromptu games. A stray super ball was found and became a wall ball game, right against the church wall. A circle formed, and a mystery murderer game began. There was arm wrestling, wrist/sword fighting, the one vs. one balance game, flips on the trampoline. Conversations and laughter filled the space as we rested from our day of work and ministry in the park. We felt quite welcomed by our TJ church family.
On the bus ride back to Tecate (east of TJ), we brought siblings Omar, Raquel and Karen. Omar, the youngest and most sociable of the three, revealed his gift for singing as he joined seatmate Mark in Spanish versions of Open the Eyes of My Heart and Shout to the Lord. There were also games of Rock, Paper, Scissors and various conversations. Joy, a principal from Bishop, served as a translator for the sisters. Lidia and I sat by closely and quietly, just watching and listening and feeling just fine doing so.
Back at camp we gathered for small group, played a name recognition game with a tarp between us, and then debriefed the day's events. We were especially grateful for the partnership shared in the haircutting booth. Melissa then brought around Grandma cookies as a special treat. We were late to bed, but it had been a good day. Tomorrow we head two hours sought to the coastal town of Rosarito for another ministry fair.
Saturday, Day 28
It felt good to sleep in a bit before we headed across town to PLNU where we would meet the other 130 Youthworks participants. We were some of the last to arrive, scarfed down a salad/sandwich lunch at the Caf, and then had our first meeting with Melissa, as she prepped us for the day and coming week of ministry. Before the meeting, we were SURPRISED to reconnect with Rene (Bonar) Christensen from youth group/college days. Her daughter Laura was joining the Youthworks adventure.
After loading the bussed and vans, we boarded our assigned bus and headed out to Tecate. We were SURPRISED to learn that we were taking Highway 94, instead of entering Mexico through the TJ border. The windy rural route was new to us. As entered the international border crossing, the Mexico gate welcomed us, but the border guards wanted to make a walk through our bus. As instructed by our dear leader Melissa, we were all quiet as the guard strutted through the bus. In a matter of 15 minutes, we were on our way to the Nazarene Campground, just across town.
As we turned into the campground, I was SURPRISED by the size of the building which greeted us: a daunting white structure with a metal roof. Filling at least two-thirds of the wall facing the entrance was a huge sign which read "Iglesia del Nazareno". I felt a sense of pride and ownership. I was part of this Nazarene family. This was going to be my home for one week of my life.
We unloaded the busses, found our bunks, made our beds and then returned to the "Comedor" (painted above the door). As we waited for a spaghetti dinner, some of the PLNU students formed a long line on the outdoor basketball court. A game of knock-out ensued. After dinner, we gathered in our teams to get acquainted with our teammates. Maria, Sherene, Nadia, and Urbano are our PLNU leaders for the week.
After loading the bussed and vans, we boarded our assigned bus and headed out to Tecate. We were SURPRISED to learn that we were taking Highway 94, instead of entering Mexico through the TJ border. The windy rural route was new to us. As entered the international border crossing, the Mexico gate welcomed us, but the border guards wanted to make a walk through our bus. As instructed by our dear leader Melissa, we were all quiet as the guard strutted through the bus. In a matter of 15 minutes, we were on our way to the Nazarene Campground, just across town.
As we turned into the campground, I was SURPRISED by the size of the building which greeted us: a daunting white structure with a metal roof. Filling at least two-thirds of the wall facing the entrance was a huge sign which read "Iglesia del Nazareno". I felt a sense of pride and ownership. I was part of this Nazarene family. This was going to be my home for one week of my life.
We unloaded the busses, found our bunks, made our beds and then returned to the "Comedor" (painted above the door). As we waited for a spaghetti dinner, some of the PLNU students formed a long line on the outdoor basketball court. A game of knock-out ensued. After dinner, we gathered in our teams to get acquainted with our teammates. Maria, Sherene, Nadia, and Urbano are our PLNU leaders for the week.
Friday, Day 27
Today was the day drive to San Diego, where we would reunite with Lidia and Maria. The plan was to leave at noon, but my errands and last minutes tasks prolonged the departure time to 1:15. We took our normal route of south on 101, east on 46 and south on Interstate 5. As we were on the Grapevine Grade, the engine light came on. This was a first for the van, so I was perplexed. After pulling over, and checking the oil, we resumed our trip south. Once in the Friday rush hour slow down in North LA, the engine light came on again. I pulled off a Burbank exit, found an automotive repair shop that was still semi-open, and was served by Dro. He was closing for the day, but was kind enough to put his sensor on my engine and report that the van was running extremely lean. In other words, I was getting too much air in the fuel/air mixture. Dro did not have the manpower or time to fix it, and I was not real keen on finding a rental. Dro SURPRISED me by telling me "no charge" when I asked what I owed him, so I gave him a $20 tip for his time. Then I took the risk and resumed our trek south. I did call my friend "Mechanic Mac", back in Salinas who said that as long as the van was not overheating that we should be ok. Thankfully, we made it all the way to San Diego without incident.
Thursday, Day 26
Today I had to take the van to get the oil changed before our trip south tomorrow. I went to Walmart, and chose to wait across the parking lot at Starbucks. As I was in line to place my order, I was SURPRISED to I recognize one of the baristas (I am not a regular at this Starbucks). As I approached the counter, I asked her if we knew each other. She said, "Yes, from the Nazarene church." Angela (also called Patty) was in Lidia's Sunday School class six or seven years ago. As Angela spoke, I remembered her family, asked about them, and then asked her about where she was worshipping. It seems that work is her priority right now. From this meeting, I had to wonder what God might have in mind for the reconnection. Was it encouragement for one moment? Was there some future ministry with Angela that he was calling me to? One thing for sure: it was more than just getting the oil changed.
Wednesday, Day 25
Today involved running around town, prepping for the trip. Visited Walmart for an oil change and had a brief but significant conversation with Julie, one of the service techs. We had talked about God and church before, but this time she admitted that she hasn't been attending lately. I invited her and then learned that she lives in Soledad. Hmmm, I thought. Jose and Carrie may be moving there soon. Perhaps they could one day meet and start a church in Soledad?!
Tuesday, Day 24
Today felt scattered. Worked in the office most of the day. The one SURPRISE that stands out is that I received a call from Erich, the scheduled subsititute preacher for this Sunday. He had to cancel, because he had mixed up his dates. Grrr. So I made a few phone calls and still have yet to know what will happen Sunday in "New Life pulpit."
We joined our zone pastor buds (John, Deb, Mark, Glenda, Frank and Marcia) tonight at the world famous Shadowbrook Restaurant in Capitola, in honor Brother Frank Johnson's retirement from pastoral ministry. Frank will always be a pastor. There was the tram ride down the hill, calamari appetizers, salads (including anchovies on Lidia's and mine), steaks, seafood, Marcia taking pictures, mutual conversations about our kids, Courtney's wedding pictures, laughter, and a fun time. As we left the place I took a wrong turn and we ended up meandering through Soquel. O well.
After a brief stop at Starbucks for a nightcap to go, we came home, watched a bit of Leno, and crashed.
We joined our zone pastor buds (John, Deb, Mark, Glenda, Frank and Marcia) tonight at the world famous Shadowbrook Restaurant in Capitola, in honor Brother Frank Johnson's retirement from pastoral ministry. Frank will always be a pastor. There was the tram ride down the hill, calamari appetizers, salads (including anchovies on Lidia's and mine), steaks, seafood, Marcia taking pictures, mutual conversations about our kids, Courtney's wedding pictures, laughter, and a fun time. As we left the place I took a wrong turn and we ended up meandering through Soquel. O well.
After a brief stop at Starbucks for a nightcap to go, we came home, watched a bit of Leno, and crashed.
Monday, Day 23
Monday is the proverbial day off, but it sure wasn't this afternoon. I spent 5 hours waiting at Sanborn for Saturday's wedding party and their hirelings to come and collect the tables and chairs from the gym. I interspersed conversations with little jobs around the church property like weeding and picking up trash.
I remembered the tireless efforts of Cal Johnson who volunteered thousands of hours at 331 North Sanborn Road. He took incredible pride in the property, and gave his time as unto the Lord to keep it looking presentable. He believed the appearance of the church property ought to reflect our love and respect for God. I agree.
We held a family meeting tonight, working through the final sections of the Youthworks notebook, preparing for our departure later this week. I found myself having a bit of a battle of the mind over what we would be doing at Youthworks. The evil one tried to plant thoughts like fatigue, heat exhaustion and insignificance into my mind. Lord, the truth of the matter is that we have committed to this project as a family, and I am believing that you will make us more like Jesus for having participated in it. May You receive ALL the glory in and through whatever happens later this week!
Sunday, Day 22
This day of worship felt weird for me. The morning gathering was sparsely attended, mostly due to summertime reasons (vacations, family, etc.). The evening service had 11 show up, but after worship and preaching, many of the folks hung around to talk and talk. I loved it! It reaffirms the fact that people need to talk and be listened to and feel a sense of belonging and connectedness.
My message today focused on why much of our culture views the church as UNChristian. Lord, give us the grace to be truly Christian, fully human, genuine, and available to Your Spirit as you lead us to meet others right where they live. Forgive me (and us) for my hypocrisy, my over concern with conversions, and my reluctance to befriend those who live a homosexual lifestyle.
Saturday, Day 21
Today's events swirled around the wedding, last minute prep for Sunday, and a surprise pre-wedding thunderstorm.
Berto made me a bit nervous today. He was to serve as the music DJ at the wedding, and well, he was (rightfully) preoccupied with Karissa and Emma. He and Mondo managed to load and transport the sound equipment to the church, in my van, by 1:00. Whew!
The wedding didn't start quite at the announced 2:00, but that wasn't really a surprise in this Salinas Latino culture. Besides, the late start gave Poli more time for more last minute deep breaths. He was handsome, Essie was beautiful, and other than me forgetting to prompt the couple to exchange a kiss, the ceremony went fine.
Lidia and I enjoyed meeting and acquainting ourselves with Mack Stewart, Essie's father. Perhaps this can be the beginning of a new friendship, in spite of the distance.
Friday, Day 20
This morning I started at about 6:00 a.m. mopping the gymnasium floor at Sanborn, prepping for tomorrow's wedding reception. It was a good workout, and a humble reminder that serving as a pastor sometimes means washing floors, as well as feet.
Right before rehearsal tonight I received a phone call from Karissa's mom Rene, reporting that baby was on her way! This is one of those expected, joyful surprises that reminds me how our times are in God's hands.
The wedding rehearsal went well tonight, with my own bride serving as the wedding coordinator. The wedding party, most of whom we do not know personally, was cordial and cooperative. I am looking forward to presiding over Poli & Essie's vows tomorrow.
After rehearsal, Lidia and I scooted over to the hospital to see the proud parents, and little Emma Naomi receiving her first feeding. Thank you God for your protective hand on this little one and on her parents and their home!
Thursday, Day 19
Surprise! Berto and Karissa are in the hospital this evening, waiting on the doctor to induce labor, since Karissa is now about a week overdue. Due to this, Shine responsibilities fell to me. I was not ready, much to the disappointment of 7 students who attended. I showed them Rob Bell's "Rich" video, part of his Nooma series. It is a powerful piece on letting God move us from getters to givers, but the kids were distracted by Berto and Karissa and James and Mondo and Jeanine's absence. Thank you God, for this team of young adults who are investing their own lives in the lives of these teens. I realize tonight once again, how much we need them!
Wednesday, Day 18
Today was my weekly meeting with Berto. He was stressed and nervous about their baby-yet-to-come. Karissa is now four days overdue. We talked quite a bit about the teens that are attending
Shine, and how we can incorporate adults and teens together more. Our conviction is that the youth are as much the church today as any adult. How to bring that awareness and reality to everyone is something we must keep learning together.
I attended worship practice tonight, for observation and general moral support. I found myself entering the music and words into the laptop, knowing that it would take as much work and time to communicate the order and worship segments to Jose. Grrrr, as I write this, I see my tendency to take over once again. I don't want to, really. I must learn how to pray, discern and ask the right person for the many tasks of ministry.
Checked on the leak at the building, at it is not yet fixed.
Tuesday, Day 17
My appointment with Justin went really well. I listened to parts of his story that I had never heard before. The content of the conversation did not really surprise me, but the fact that we were having the conversation did. I rejoice in how you are working in Justin's life, Holy Spirit, and look for the progress and the fruit You will produce in him.
I had a final pre-marital session with Poli & Essie. They will marry this Saturday. My prayer for them is that they will discover You Lord in a deeper way as they tackle life together as a team. I want to do my best to stay in touch with them, and encourage their growth as a couple. A side note about their wedding is that I received a letter from PGE last week informing me that the power would be OFF for repair work at the exact time of the wedding. How strange and SURPRISING! After a few phone calls, the electric company made some timing adjustments. The uncertainty of the situation is giving me another opportunity to trust You, Lord.
I also met with Jose Manuel to show him the external water leak at the church. He will be fixing it in the next day or two. When I was showing him the leak, I found a dead cat on the property. SURPRISE! It's not everyday that I come across a deceased animal in the yard. I continue to be a bit surprised at how much attention an unoccupied building requires. I think that before we ever purchase, remodel or build our next church facility, I want to hire a maintenance person (or crew) that will promise a lifetime of service/ministry to just care for the building. I have yet to read it in my job description, and yet I seem to be the most available person to take care of the needs. Maybe that is arrogant of me, or just my strength of responsibility overworking. I think I need to take a whole class on how to delegate.
At Bible study tonight it was Lidia, James, Dave S., and me. We completed our study of Matthew 5 and had some good discussion about knowing who our enemies are and how to love them. We talked about Salinas gang violence, "questionable activities" of neighbors, etc. I see in this 5th chapter an unrelenting call to integrity in the lives of Jesus' disciples.
Monday, Day 16
A day off. Lidia took the car, so I was home bound, which was a good thing. I spent the morning watching the US Open playoff. I called my folks and gave them a stroke by stroke commentary on the final hole, as they were driving back home. Tiger won, no real surprise there.
I also finished up some phone calls and paperwork for Youthworks, cleaned around the house a bit and baked some cookies. After Lidia and Maria arrived home, we all three took Roxy out for a walk/run. I also was pleased to watch the last few innings of the Giants game as they beat Detroit.
I was a bit surprised today to receive a phone call from Justin who wanted to set an appointment to see me tomorrow. I am not sure why he wants to meet, but it sounded important. We'll see.
A restful day. Thank you, Lord.
I also finished up some phone calls and paperwork for Youthworks, cleaned around the house a bit and baked some cookies. After Lidia and Maria arrived home, we all three took Roxy out for a walk/run. I also was pleased to watch the last few innings of the Giants game as they beat Detroit.
I was a bit surprised today to receive a phone call from Justin who wanted to set an appointment to see me tomorrow. I am not sure why he wants to meet, but it sounded important. We'll see.
A restful day. Thank you, Lord.
Sunday, Day 15
Today is the Lord's Day, and we gathered for worship outside in the parking lot, due to a previous reservation at the Conference Center. I was pleasantly surprised to meet two first time guests today: Camille and Eva. And as I think about that statement, I wonder, should I really be surprised by guests? Should I not be EXPECTING guests every Sunday?
The worship team did an excellent job leading today. We celebrated Victoria's high school graduation and Lorna's CNA graduation. We also honored fathers for Father's Day with John Eldredge gift books, and hearing a musical duet by Kaitlyn and Karissa, as they sang to their father, Paul. It was precious. I preached on the powerful parable of The Father's Embrace, as told by Jesus in Luke 15.
This afternoon was spent hanging out at the house with my parents. We gave grad gifts to Victoria. She received a computer/printer combo from grandparents. We gave her a Bible and a camera. We also watched the US Open as Tiger Woods made a clinch putt on the 18th to force a playoff with underdog Rocco Mediate. The surprise in this match is that Rocco is contending with Tiger.
This evening we had four gather for worship: Carrie, Gary, Kai and myself. We shared about how you are surprising us, God. Gary shared about the academic success of his niece and nephew, Kai about special moments with his niece, Carrie about the prospects of buying a home, and I shared about reconnecting with Dirk. We all felt really blessed. We also reviewed the morning message, sang and prayed together. We then committed to making phone calls to those who have been missing in action over the past few Sundays.
It felt good to be back home this evening, knowing that tomorrow was a day off.
Saturday, Day 14
Today my first surprise was when the shower water hit my neck and I felt the sting. Sunburn? Yep, the sun had snuck up behind me yesterday as I was BBQing.
We said goodbye to Lidia's parents early this morning. Maria took them to the train depot later this morning.
Today was a day retreat with our leadership team from church. Lidia and I met James, Belinda, Wil and Carrie at the office and then packed into Wil's Mazda SUV for a ride up to St. Francis Retreat Center near San Juan Bautista. Upon arrival, hostess Maria met us and graciously welcomed us to the grounds. We had our own room with plenty of space, coffee and quiet.
Our agenda today was to revisit our church's vision and then schedule a calendar for the year to reflect that vision. We prayed, watched a brief leadership video by Bruce Wilkinson, shared lunch, talked finances, brainstormed ideas, and scheduled a few events. Now the work of sharing ownership of the events, delegating and planning begins.
After returning home I checked my email. I found a message from my college roomie, Dirk, who gave me his Skype name. So I tried calling, and found him home. We spent over an hour talking and catching up. We tentatively set up a visit for July 4, which will be on our way back from our family Youthworks trip to Mexico. The flood of memories and feelings of reconnection was what surprised me from our conversation. It had been nearly six years since we had spoken, but it felt like home to talk with him. Lord, thank you for Dirk, and how you are blessing him to pursue his dream of music.
Friday, Day 13
Victoria arrived home this morning at about 5:00 a.m., but I didn't even hear her. It is anyone's guess when she will wake up, but she announced that her party begins at 1:00. We'll see.
The Hello Kitty bounce house arrived at about 12:45. This was a wish that Victoria has had for awhile, and so we splurged for her grad party.
Jennifer was the first friend to arrive at our home. Jennifer lost her father earlier this year, so it has been a rough senior year for her, I'm sure. Throughout the afternoon, friends trickled through the house to the backyard party, where Foosballers foosed, bouncers bounced, food munched, and conversation buzzed. From what I could tell, Victoria was in her zone, and I was happy.
The atmosphere today was a surprise. There was a forest fire in the nearby Los Padres Forest, and we received the smokey affects from it. So the day went from brown to gray to yellow. It is hard to explain the eeriness we felt from the sun being blocked most of the day and the ashes that kept falling from the sky.
We tried to stay awake until everyone had left the party, but we only lasted until midnight. The last guest left at about 1:00 a.m. Thank you God for good, clean, celebrations!
Thursday, Day 12
Today is the big day! Our second daughter walks the high school graduation line of Alisal High School. I know she is a bit nervous about the speech she will give as Sr. Class President. She'll do fine. So I know that today I will be a taxi, to grad practice, for the grandparents, etc.
We arrived to Sherwood Hall at about 6:00 p.m. in order to get toward the front of the line, in order to secure a front seat for the graduation ceremony. The doors opened at 7:30, and we secured seat seven rows from the front. The ceremony was quite formal, with ushers in tuxes, grads in dress shoes to accompany their gowns, and each speaker limited to their pre-written speeches. Every speaker was articulate and polished. Victoria's speech was great. Her emphasis was focused on the changes that have occurred throughout high school. To our surprise, and Victoria's as well, she was one of three recipients of the Distinguished Service Award. The award was a surprise, but Victoria's commitment and dedication was no surprise at all. Lidia and I squeezed hands with parental pride, thankful to God for the confident young woman that Victoria has become.
Ms. Albano was the keynote speaker and gave a gently pointed speech about how the class of 2008 can influence changes in Salinas' gang violence. She also referred to each graduate making a "Bucket List" of things they will accomplish before they kick the bucket. Ms Albano was funny, enjoyable and challenging.
After the ceremony, there was the expected flash photography pandemonium in the parking lot with cheers, balloons, flowers, hugs, and more cheers. Victoria made it home and then quickly headed out to Sober Grad night at the high school.
After Victoria left, we hit the bed, tired from an emotionally exhilarating day.
We arrived to Sherwood Hall at about 6:00 p.m. in order to get toward the front of the line, in order to secure a front seat for the graduation ceremony. The doors opened at 7:30, and we secured seat seven rows from the front. The ceremony was quite formal, with ushers in tuxes, grads in dress shoes to accompany their gowns, and each speaker limited to their pre-written speeches. Every speaker was articulate and polished. Victoria's speech was great. Her emphasis was focused on the changes that have occurred throughout high school. To our surprise, and Victoria's as well, she was one of three recipients of the Distinguished Service Award. The award was a surprise, but Victoria's commitment and dedication was no surprise at all. Lidia and I squeezed hands with parental pride, thankful to God for the confident young woman that Victoria has become.
Ms. Albano was the keynote speaker and gave a gently pointed speech about how the class of 2008 can influence changes in Salinas' gang violence. She also referred to each graduate making a "Bucket List" of things they will accomplish before they kick the bucket. Ms Albano was funny, enjoyable and challenging.
After the ceremony, there was the expected flash photography pandemonium in the parking lot with cheers, balloons, flowers, hugs, and more cheers. Victoria made it home and then quickly headed out to Sober Grad night at the high school.
After Victoria left, we hit the bed, tired from an emotionally exhilarating day.
Wednesday, Day 11
Today I met with Berto briefly, and then for a pre-marital session with Poli and Essie. Then I braved the busy halls of Costco and ordered the rest of the grad's cake. Then I met and assigned a student to some community service work. Late this afternoon, we picked up Isaiah's usher's tux for graduation. After a quick dinner we hung out at the house with both sets of grandparents who had arrived today to honor Victoria's graduation. The question is, will we be able to secure enough tickets for everyone to attend? Today felt like one of those, run, run, run days. As I reflect over the day, I don't see SURPRISES. What have I missed? Was the busyness of the day making me blind to them?
Tuesday, Day 10
Today I drove to Livermore for a pastors-preview lunch of the upcoming I Promise Conference by Gary Smalley. As I walked in the large and beautiful facility housing the luncheon, I had to squelch feelings and temptations of jealousy. "Why can't...?" "What if...?" And then you reminded me Lord to take care of the business on my own plate of ministry.
Through the info-lunch, I came to discover that the Conference is really open for anyone (single, dating, cohabitating, etc) not just married couples. How can I motivate the people in my church family to see the value of such a conference? I can think of EVERYONE benefiting from this material. Lord, have your way, and bless the Smalley Team as they minister wherever they travel.
After lunch, I had planned to meet up with Barbara Z. to pick up a book donation. We found each other in the parking lot easily enough, and I was blessed to receive a large box of ministry books. These are mostly for Berto, who is beginning to build his own library. Lord, thank you for generous people like Rev. Dawes and Barbara. May their investment encourage ministers to be strong students of Your Word.
Wordsearch Group tonight was James, Lidia and myself. We studied and discussed lust, anger, and adultery as found in Matthew 5. Lord, guard our own hearts and make us a sweet and pure fragrance in the world.
Through the info-lunch, I came to discover that the Conference is really open for anyone (single, dating, cohabitating, etc) not just married couples. How can I motivate the people in my church family to see the value of such a conference? I can think of EVERYONE benefiting from this material. Lord, have your way, and bless the Smalley Team as they minister wherever they travel.
After lunch, I had planned to meet up with Barbara Z. to pick up a book donation. We found each other in the parking lot easily enough, and I was blessed to receive a large box of ministry books. These are mostly for Berto, who is beginning to build his own library. Lord, thank you for generous people like Rev. Dawes and Barbara. May their investment encourage ministers to be strong students of Your Word.
Wordsearch Group tonight was James, Lidia and myself. We studied and discussed lust, anger, and adultery as found in Matthew 5. Lord, guard our own hearts and make us a sweet and pure fragrance in the world.
Monday, Day 9
Today is my day off. It is hard for pastors to take their days off. I will not go to the office today. But in my mind I will replay Sunday many times over. I will think about who came out to worship, who did not, how I could have improved in preaching, etc.
But today's day off was a bit easier to really take off. Victoria's graduation is THIS Thursday! SURPRISE! Oh, I have known it was coming, but now were are just hours away. There things to occupy my mind today. There were errands to run for Victoria's graduation: a cake to order, a gift to buy, a reservation to make, the house to clean.
In the middle of my errand-running, I helped with Lidia's class over at First Tee this afternoon. Coach Nick talked more with Lidia and me, and we actually re-acquainted ourselves. We had met him a few years back, but in a different setting. Now Coach Nick is passionately teaching the values and life-skills of First Tee to young people. Nick is a believer, and I am thankful to know that his positive influence and ministry is happening on the golf course. Lots of life-lessons to be learned through golf, or any sport for that matter. One of today's lessons was about honesty. In golf, there are no umpires or referees. You are your own judge. If you mess up, you are on your own honor to dock your score. If you cheat, it is like betraying 600 years of gold-honored history and tradition. Same thing goes in my walk with Jesus. If I mess up, I must own my sin, and confess it directly to Him. Honesty with God is the only way to play.
The other day I "found" my college roommate, Dirk, on Facebook. SURPRISE! Today he responded with a message that he is now in the LA area. He gave his phone number :) So this evening I called, only to get his machine :( I wonder what the future might hold for a reunited friendship? :)
But today's day off was a bit easier to really take off. Victoria's graduation is THIS Thursday! SURPRISE! Oh, I have known it was coming, but now were are just hours away. There things to occupy my mind today. There were errands to run for Victoria's graduation: a cake to order, a gift to buy, a reservation to make, the house to clean.
In the middle of my errand-running, I helped with Lidia's class over at First Tee this afternoon. Coach Nick talked more with Lidia and me, and we actually re-acquainted ourselves. We had met him a few years back, but in a different setting. Now Coach Nick is passionately teaching the values and life-skills of First Tee to young people. Nick is a believer, and I am thankful to know that his positive influence and ministry is happening on the golf course. Lots of life-lessons to be learned through golf, or any sport for that matter. One of today's lessons was about honesty. In golf, there are no umpires or referees. You are your own judge. If you mess up, you are on your own honor to dock your score. If you cheat, it is like betraying 600 years of gold-honored history and tradition. Same thing goes in my walk with Jesus. If I mess up, I must own my sin, and confess it directly to Him. Honesty with God is the only way to play.
The other day I "found" my college roommate, Dirk, on Facebook. SURPRISE! Today he responded with a message that he is now in the LA area. He gave his phone number :) So this evening I called, only to get his machine :( I wonder what the future might hold for a reunited friendship? :)
Sunday, Day 8
Today is the Lord's Day! Surely He has good surprises for all of us, right?
As I reflect over the day, I think my attitude problems from Saturday spilled over into today. AAARRRGGG! Look what good things happened today! Our meeting room for worship was ready and waiting for us. A set-up crew showed on time (not everyone, but most). The worship team was prepared and did a great job of leading us in music. We celebrated the Lord's Supper together. We issued a local minister's license to Berto. Out of their spontaneous generosity, Lorna, Felisha and Lidia cared for the kids. My kids brought Dante with them. Lidia made sausage-cheese balls for the refreshment table. The sun was shining.
A lot of good things were happening, but in my spirit I felt nothing happening. It was if I was in a bubble watching the world of Sunday morning go on around me. This is "my zone"! I AM the pastor, right? This is usually where I feel very comfortable. This morning, not. Even Alan commented to Lidia (why not directly to me?) that I looked depressed.
OK, I admit it. I sometimes focus my attention on the empty chairs, rather than the needy persons sitting in the room. I am conflicted about people who make promises, and then flake at the last minute, sometimes with notification, sometimes not. I wonder if Sunday evening worship is even viable right now (only the three leaders showed up tonight). I hurt inside when people keep their hurts inside, away from you, God.
Well, there it is, out on the table. The pastor's guts, out on the table for everyone to see. It looks like a pity party, huh? Yeah, that's what I thought. No real surprises there. I have these parties too often.
Lord Jesus, have mercy on me.
As I reflect over the day, I think my attitude problems from Saturday spilled over into today. AAARRRGGG! Look what good things happened today! Our meeting room for worship was ready and waiting for us. A set-up crew showed on time (not everyone, but most). The worship team was prepared and did a great job of leading us in music. We celebrated the Lord's Supper together. We issued a local minister's license to Berto. Out of their spontaneous generosity, Lorna, Felisha and Lidia cared for the kids. My kids brought Dante with them. Lidia made sausage-cheese balls for the refreshment table. The sun was shining.
A lot of good things were happening, but in my spirit I felt nothing happening. It was if I was in a bubble watching the world of Sunday morning go on around me. This is "my zone"! I AM the pastor, right? This is usually where I feel very comfortable. This morning, not. Even Alan commented to Lidia (why not directly to me?) that I looked depressed.
OK, I admit it. I sometimes focus my attention on the empty chairs, rather than the needy persons sitting in the room. I am conflicted about people who make promises, and then flake at the last minute, sometimes with notification, sometimes not. I wonder if Sunday evening worship is even viable right now (only the three leaders showed up tonight). I hurt inside when people keep their hurts inside, away from you, God.
Well, there it is, out on the table. The pastor's guts, out on the table for everyone to see. It looks like a pity party, huh? Yeah, that's what I thought. No real surprises there. I have these parties too often.
Lord Jesus, have mercy on me.
Saturday, Day 7
I received a Surprise Me DVD and two journals from Terry Esau today. Earlier this week I had inquired about ordering these. Terry surprised me then with a very personal return phone call and e-mail directly from him. As I received the materials today and previewed them, my anticipation is growing about sharing our surprises tomorrow among the New Life church family.
I received a phone call from Dennis today, who needed a small favor. It has been quite awhile since we spoke. After I granted the favor, I told him that I wanted to catch up on his life, face-to-face, sometime soon.
We worked around the yard today, prepping it for Victoria's graduation party which is now only 6 days away.
I struggled with my attitude twice today. I don't really even want to write these out, but I was surprised at the depth of my anger. In each situation, I was attempting to be generous. In each situation, the other persons were somewhat inconsiderate. Each of these people are brothers in Christ. One the one hand, this gave me rationale for my anger (ie. should not they be considerate toward a brother in Christ?). On the other hand, I want God's love and forgiveness to flow freely from my heart (love does not even notice when others wrong you). God, it looks as though I have a lot more to learn about what authentic generosity really means.
I received a phone call from Dennis today, who needed a small favor. It has been quite awhile since we spoke. After I granted the favor, I told him that I wanted to catch up on his life, face-to-face, sometime soon.
We worked around the yard today, prepping it for Victoria's graduation party which is now only 6 days away.
I struggled with my attitude twice today. I don't really even want to write these out, but I was surprised at the depth of my anger. In each situation, I was attempting to be generous. In each situation, the other persons were somewhat inconsiderate. Each of these people are brothers in Christ. One the one hand, this gave me rationale for my anger (ie. should not they be considerate toward a brother in Christ?). On the other hand, I want God's love and forgiveness to flow freely from my heart (love does not even notice when others wrong you). God, it looks as though I have a lot more to learn about what authentic generosity really means.
Friday, Day 6
One of my main tasks today was to round up helpers to stamp, stuff, and send a newsletter for The Lynch Family. one of our dear missionary-friends , who serve in Chile. Mike, Joshua, Felisha, and Isaac all helped make great progress on it. Other appointments took priority in each of our days, however, and we had to leave it about half-finished. It will have to wait until Monday.
I had an appointments with the Sheriff's office for a Livescan Fingerprint screening, for the Hospital Chaplain position. As I was waiting, I found interest in viewing photos of the past sheriffs of Monterey County, back to the late 1800s. I also saw one of the employees bring out a bag marked "EVIDENCE" to one of the waiting customers. It was interesting to watch the protocol of proof of ID, signatures, and the close scrutiny of handling the bag and its contents. What SURPRISED me about all of it is that this activity was handled in the full view within public lobby, where half a dozen of us were waiting for appointments.
It reminded me of that old question, "If your life were examined, would there be enough evidence to convict you as a dedicated follower of Jesus Christ?"
This afternoon we attended part of the Alisal High Trojan Pride Event. This positive event was the third annual event which invites the community to come and celebrate their "pride" with a car show, live music and dance, food, etc. It was fun to watch and although I felt at home, I still saw the need in my own life to intentionally make more friends with my immediate community and neighbors. My biggest SURPRISE came when my mouth encountered the fire within a green chicken tamale.
This evening the Fam watched the movie Crash at home in our living room. This story of stories tell of the many occurrences and shades of stereotypes and racism that haunt our culture. Although the story itself was fictional, the real truth about my own prejudices came painfully clear over and over again. There were times that I wanted to shout at the actors, "You're not listening! You need to see the big picture!" And then I thought of my own tendency to talk first and listen later, or to only see life from my own limited perspective. The movie was also full of SURPRISE scenes, which kept us engaged, always wondering what was going to happen next.
I had an appointments with the Sheriff's office for a Livescan Fingerprint screening, for the Hospital Chaplain position. As I was waiting, I found interest in viewing photos of the past sheriffs of Monterey County, back to the late 1800s. I also saw one of the employees bring out a bag marked "EVIDENCE" to one of the waiting customers. It was interesting to watch the protocol of proof of ID, signatures, and the close scrutiny of handling the bag and its contents. What SURPRISED me about all of it is that this activity was handled in the full view within public lobby, where half a dozen of us were waiting for appointments.
It reminded me of that old question, "If your life were examined, would there be enough evidence to convict you as a dedicated follower of Jesus Christ?"
This afternoon we attended part of the Alisal High Trojan Pride Event. This positive event was the third annual event which invites the community to come and celebrate their "pride" with a car show, live music and dance, food, etc. It was fun to watch and although I felt at home, I still saw the need in my own life to intentionally make more friends with my immediate community and neighbors. My biggest SURPRISE came when my mouth encountered the fire within a green chicken tamale.
This evening the Fam watched the movie Crash at home in our living room. This story of stories tell of the many occurrences and shades of stereotypes and racism that haunt our culture. Although the story itself was fictional, the real truth about my own prejudices came painfully clear over and over again. There were times that I wanted to shout at the actors, "You're not listening! You need to see the big picture!" And then I thought of my own tendency to talk first and listen later, or to only see life from my own limited perspective. The movie was also full of SURPRISE scenes, which kept us engaged, always wondering what was going to happen next.
Thursday, Day 5
Part of work today included a weekly meeting with Berto, the leader of Shine, our Thursday evening youth gathering. He and Karissa are expecting their first baby in about a week. I was pleasantly SURPRISED that not only had Berto read our mutually assigned homework, but that he came in eager to discuss it. This is major for him, since reading is a challenge for him. His passion for life is always a boost to me. I pray, Lord, that you will bless the gathering tonight, and that you will capture the hearts of the mid and senior high students who are seeking you. You had brought Marilyn to my mind a few times today. What might you be doing in her life, Lord?
I made a trip to Natividad Hospital to drop off some of the paperwork for the substitute chaplain position I will begin on June 18. Erica was quite helpful in guiding me to the correct offices. I was also able to see Nathan, Pastor Frank and Father Larry in a spontaneous meeting in Nathan's office. Even though we had no formal business to conduct, I found it interesting that all four of us happened to meet up at the same time. A bit of a SURPRISE, I thought.
I woke up this morning thinking about this evening's baccalaureate service at St. Mary's Church the Alisal Trojans class of 2008, of which our second daughter, Victoria, has been a vital part. Over the last few days, she has been working diligently on the senior slide show for the reception to follow. It makes us proud to know that she puts her whole self into everything she does. Balancing her own commitment over against others who aren't quite as eager can sometimes be a struggle for her. The service was brief, and even shorter for us, since we arrived late. I was thankful to know that Alisal still honors the baccalaureate tradition, as many schools have discarded it. God, guide this class of 2008 into a growing knowledge of your goodness and grace.
After returning home from the service, the kids were really chatty in the kitchen as mom and I watched a bit of the Travel Channel. Then we gathered together and reviewed some of the training notes for our Youthworks Trip to Mexico coming up at the end of the month. As part of self-awareness and place awareness, we learned about the importance of being grateful for any food served to us. We had a few laughs, which was fun.
I made a trip to Natividad Hospital to drop off some of the paperwork for the substitute chaplain position I will begin on June 18. Erica was quite helpful in guiding me to the correct offices. I was also able to see Nathan, Pastor Frank and Father Larry in a spontaneous meeting in Nathan's office. Even though we had no formal business to conduct, I found it interesting that all four of us happened to meet up at the same time. A bit of a SURPRISE, I thought.
I woke up this morning thinking about this evening's baccalaureate service at St. Mary's Church the Alisal Trojans class of 2008, of which our second daughter, Victoria, has been a vital part. Over the last few days, she has been working diligently on the senior slide show for the reception to follow. It makes us proud to know that she puts her whole self into everything she does. Balancing her own commitment over against others who aren't quite as eager can sometimes be a struggle for her. The service was brief, and even shorter for us, since we arrived late. I was thankful to know that Alisal still honors the baccalaureate tradition, as many schools have discarded it. God, guide this class of 2008 into a growing knowledge of your goodness and grace.
After returning home from the service, the kids were really chatty in the kitchen as mom and I watched a bit of the Travel Channel. Then we gathered together and reviewed some of the training notes for our Youthworks Trip to Mexico coming up at the end of the month. As part of self-awareness and place awareness, we learned about the importance of being grateful for any food served to us. We had a few laughs, which was fun.
Wednesday, Day 4
I knew that one of my errands today was a "Costco run" for essentials like laundry soap. As I was entering the warehouse, out came Justin, Christine, and their new baby William. What a nice SURPRISE! William had been due June 2, but he came on May 28, my own birthday. SURPRISE! Lord, bless and give abundant grace to these parents as they nurture their own relationship, their new son, AND his four siblings.
I spoke with Jonathan today, another youth pastor candidate. His English accent surprised me a bit. His depth of faith and interest in a cross-cultural setting are great qualifications. If there is own surprise I do not want though, is missing God's lead in this. We recently had a great youth pastor and it is a tough decision to choose the next one.
I spent time reading much of an Internet conversation by pastor/colleagues regarding the question of whether or not to marry homosexual couples. I am being challenged to allow God to speak to me through all of the opinions, that have been offered. It seems like we keep coming up with more questions. I am grateful to be part of a church that has penned its standards as she understood them to be in line with the authority of God's Word. As I encounter this cultural challenge, Lord, may I be close to Your heart in responding to people who have not yet encountered Your transforming grace.
I stayed for a bit of worship practice this evening, just to listen in. Lord, thank you for Mike, Carrie, Alan, Louie, James, Joshua and Fidel for their passion to praise you and lead worship. You know our musical needs, and I pray that you might surprise all of us with fruit in this ministry area of our church family.
I spoke with Jonathan today, another youth pastor candidate. His English accent surprised me a bit. His depth of faith and interest in a cross-cultural setting are great qualifications. If there is own surprise I do not want though, is missing God's lead in this. We recently had a great youth pastor and it is a tough decision to choose the next one.
I spent time reading much of an Internet conversation by pastor/colleagues regarding the question of whether or not to marry homosexual couples. I am being challenged to allow God to speak to me through all of the opinions, that have been offered. It seems like we keep coming up with more questions. I am grateful to be part of a church that has penned its standards as she understood them to be in line with the authority of God's Word. As I encounter this cultural challenge, Lord, may I be close to Your heart in responding to people who have not yet encountered Your transforming grace.
I stayed for a bit of worship practice this evening, just to listen in. Lord, thank you for Mike, Carrie, Alan, Louie, James, Joshua and Fidel for their passion to praise you and lead worship. You know our musical needs, and I pray that you might surprise all of us with fruit in this ministry area of our church family.
Tuesday, Day 3
The morning routine of reading and having coffee with Lidia, and taxiing the kids to school was just that, routine.
At the office I received a message from "Susan" who said she thought she had spoken to me before about our advertised ministry position of youth pastor. To my knowledge, we had never talked. So either her memory was wishful, or mine was very, very poor. Our conversation was introductory, and perhaps she will send her resume. Interesting. I continue to pray for your direction, God, regarding ministry to the youth of Salinas. Just yesterday, we learned of the 14th homicide of the year: 17 year old female.
Began reading Jud Wilhite's "Stripped: Uncensored Grace on the Streets of Vegas." I am looking forward to seeing what You are doing in sin city, Lord. I also continued reading Eldredge's Walking with God. It is interesting to me that his words about listening to You fit so well with looking for Your surprises.
I spoke with Joe and his wife again today. They said that are trying to work things out, and I rejoiced over this. They need your help and hope, O Lord, as all marriages do. Joe thought they would try to attend Small Group tonight. I hope so.
Small Group attendance was two, Joe and wife missing in action. James and I caught up a bit, and then studied the next few verses of Jesus' Sermon in Matthew 5. Salt and Light. Great words that beg personal application. Lord, like salt, I want to be an influence for goodness in my world. Like light, I want to shine so that others may see Your activity in the world.
The day closed with me feeling like I did not have too many surprises, and this left me slightly bummed, and wondering, "Did I miss something that You were doing, God?
At the office I received a message from "Susan" who said she thought she had spoken to me before about our advertised ministry position of youth pastor. To my knowledge, we had never talked. So either her memory was wishful, or mine was very, very poor. Our conversation was introductory, and perhaps she will send her resume. Interesting. I continue to pray for your direction, God, regarding ministry to the youth of Salinas. Just yesterday, we learned of the 14th homicide of the year: 17 year old female.
Began reading Jud Wilhite's "Stripped: Uncensored Grace on the Streets of Vegas." I am looking forward to seeing what You are doing in sin city, Lord. I also continued reading Eldredge's Walking with God. It is interesting to me that his words about listening to You fit so well with looking for Your surprises.
I spoke with Joe and his wife again today. They said that are trying to work things out, and I rejoiced over this. They need your help and hope, O Lord, as all marriages do. Joe thought they would try to attend Small Group tonight. I hope so.
Small Group attendance was two, Joe and wife missing in action. James and I caught up a bit, and then studied the next few verses of Jesus' Sermon in Matthew 5. Salt and Light. Great words that beg personal application. Lord, like salt, I want to be an influence for goodness in my world. Like light, I want to shine so that others may see Your activity in the world.
The day closed with me feeling like I did not have too many surprises, and this left me slightly bummed, and wondering, "Did I miss something that You were doing, God?
Monday, Day 2
Today is my day off and I will be helping my bride in her classroom of 2nd graders. She needs some ingredients of homemade play dough. I run to the store for her and SURPRISE! find three pennies on the pavement as I exit the car. I know that money doesn't fall from heaven, but every I do believe that every good gift is ultimately given by God.
Back in the classroom, as I help mix ingredients to make play dough, I seek looks of SURPRISE from the students who are amazed what flour, salt, water and oil mixed together can make. "Plastelina!" they cry out, which is Spanish for play dough. I am reminded how simple things create a sense of wonder in a child.
Later in the day, I help with a field trip to the golf course. First Tee of Monterey County provides the coaches for 60 minutes. I think, "How much golf can twenty-two 2nd graders learn in an hour?" I have a bit of a SURPRISE as most of the class is fooled by the short, tight turf of the putting green. When quizzed, they think it is carpeting, instead of real grass. After a tour of the clubhouse, some safety rules, and a quick game of baseball golf, I drive home grateful for the fun that children bring into my world.
Later this evening I return a phone call to Joe (not his real name). For 45 minutes we talk about his marriage struggles. I had met with the couple just last week. By Joe's words today, I realize once again that one counseling session does not fix a marriage. I pray that God might surprise Joe and his wife with His abundant grace.
Back in the classroom, as I help mix ingredients to make play dough, I seek looks of SURPRISE from the students who are amazed what flour, salt, water and oil mixed together can make. "Plastelina!" they cry out, which is Spanish for play dough. I am reminded how simple things create a sense of wonder in a child.
Later in the day, I help with a field trip to the golf course. First Tee of Monterey County provides the coaches for 60 minutes. I think, "How much golf can twenty-two 2nd graders learn in an hour?" I have a bit of a SURPRISE as most of the class is fooled by the short, tight turf of the putting green. When quizzed, they think it is carpeting, instead of real grass. After a tour of the clubhouse, some safety rules, and a quick game of baseball golf, I drive home grateful for the fun that children bring into my world.
Later this evening I return a phone call to Joe (not his real name). For 45 minutes we talk about his marriage struggles. I had met with the couple just last week. By Joe's words today, I realize once again that one counseling session does not fix a marriage. I pray that God might surprise Joe and his wife with His abundant grace.
Sunday, Day 1
Before I drive to the 4 miles to our worship center this morning, I am more uncertain than usual for a Sunday morning. I am introducing the 30-day faith experiment as described by Terry Esau in his book SURPRISE ME. I want God to surprise me, but I also want to lead people into a desire to want God to surprise them. So as I preach today, God, surprise all of us!
SURPRISE! Mid-way through worship this morning in walk Jen, Sergio, Sierra, Christopher and Joshua: A precious family I haven't seen in worship for a very long time. Why did they choose to attend today? Thank you, God, that they are seeking you.
SURPRISE! Even before our evening worship service began, Kai sees the journals on the tables, reads the title, "Surprise Me, God--A 30 day faith experiment", and begins writing his first entry. This was BEFORE I had preached and taught one word about the experiment. I know that Kai is eager to hear your voice, God.
SURPRISE! Mid-way through worship this morning in walk Jen, Sergio, Sierra, Christopher and Joshua: A precious family I haven't seen in worship for a very long time. Why did they choose to attend today? Thank you, God, that they are seeking you.
SURPRISE! Even before our evening worship service began, Kai sees the journals on the tables, reads the title, "Surprise Me, God--A 30 day faith experiment", and begins writing his first entry. This was BEFORE I had preached and taught one word about the experiment. I know that Kai is eager to hear your voice, God.
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