We need more Mrs. Greens

One of the things I do, for now, is deliver the Indianapolis Star. One of my customers, who takes the Sunday and Thursday editions, is a sweet lady by the name of Mrs. Green. She lives in a small apartment building at the end of my route. She is usually awake and at the door when I show up. She always says "God Bless you" when I give her paper to her. Last Thursday she gave me a sack of tomatos and also a Gospel track, which had a church address on it. The note that was attached with it said that if I didn't have a home church, she would like me to come to hers. It was a very nice invitation and in better words than I can put it in. The bottom line is, not knowing who I was, she was witnessing and reaching out. All it took was a kind note and a Gospel track (and a few tomatos). You never know who's life you can reach. For me, it let's me know that I can be more like Mrs. Green.

PK 2007

Last weekend, Friday & Saturday, I had the privilege to attend Promise Keepers in Cincinnati. There were 16,000 men and their sons in attendance. Men were coming up to the front, broken, to receive Christ. The theme this year was "Men of Integrity" and how we should not be passive; standing up for what we believe in.
We need to care for our families, spiritually lead our families and protect our families.
I have never attended a Promise Keepers event before but I do plan on going back next year. There were men there who shared their testimonies and how they overcame. It reassured me that no matter what your going through God can get you to the other side. I would highly recommend to anyone that hasn't attended one of these conferences, to go. As men we need to stand shoulder to shoulder and fight the good fight.

Elvis has Left the building

Yesterday marked the 30th anniversary of the death of Elvis. Thousands flocked Graceland to pay homage to the "King of Rock". People cried, laid flowers, took pictures, reminisced.
I can still remember the day and where I was and what I was doing when my neighbor yelled from her window that Elvis was dead. One thing I noticed in the pursuing weeks, he was still dead. Elvis, like all of us, was only human and made up of flesh and blood but yet there are still people who look to him as a god, little "g". As a society, we have taken certain celebrities and put them above us. The bible warns us about worshiping idols, see Exodus 20:4.
Elvis can't save us, or any other celebrity for that matter. The only way to heaven is through Jesus Christ, the one true King.

The Need of A Father

A lot of you know that I'm reading a book called King Me by Steve Farrar. The one thing I've learned the most from this book is the importance it is for a boy to have his father. Recently I read an e-mail that had a quote from Daniel Patrick Moynihan, a four-term senator who recently passed away.
He said “From the wild Irish slums of the 19th century Eastern seaboard to the riot-torn suburbs of Los Angeles, there is one unmistakable lesson in American history: a community that allows a large number of young men to grow up in broken families, dominated by women, never acquiring any stable relationship to male authority, never acquiring any set of rational expectations about the future -- that community asks for and gets chaos.”