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Being an Effective Modern Messenger

A Christian media consultant named Phil Cooke came and spoke at the undergrad’s Chapel this week and gave an excellent message about the importance of presenting the good news of Christ that we have received to others in a way that they can understand.   In essence, packaging the Truth in a well-conceived PR campaign and presentation.

But this got me thinking: what are we communicating as Christians?  What depths are we drawing from?  Are we sharing a life giving message to everyone around us-through our words, actions, and lives…or are we trying to give our friends, family, and neighbors water from a dry well-seeking only to appeal to them?

Psalm 1 is one of my favorite scriptures because it describes the type of men we should aspire to be-the kind of men God delights in, and the kind of men that have something meaningful to offer to the people around them:

“Blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked, or stand in the way of sinners, or sit in the seat of mockers.  But his delight is in the law of the LORD, and on his law he meditates day and night.  He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither-whatever he does prospers.” –Psalm 1:1-3

When we spend time with God in prayer and in His word, his Truth, his character, his heart, and his wisdom is poured into us so that our lives can yield fruit and bring what we’ve received from God to those who are around us.

Once we have our source right, then we can examine the delivery.  For that, we can look at what Jesus said when He sent out the 12: “I am sending you out like sheep among wolves. Therefore be as shrewd as snakes and as innocent as doves.  Be on your guard….  But when they arrest you, do not worry about what to say or how to say it.  At that time you will be given what to say, for it will not be you speaking, but the Spirit of your Father speaking through you” (Matthew 10:16-20).  It was God who gave Moses the words to say before Pharaoh and his nation, it was God who gave the judges and the prophets the words to say, and it is God who will give us the words to say that are poignant and relevant to those around us…we need only ask Him and spend time with Him.

Like every worthwhile pursuit in life, the fear of the LORD is the first step we need to take-we cannot pour into others’ lives without first receiving from God.


Sola scriptura, Sola fide, Sola gratia, Solo Christo, Soli Deo gloria


Thankful for a Quarter Pounder

With an eighteen thousand dollar quarter drawing to an end, it all rides on (4) three hour blocks of time.  Nothing I have done in the last 14 weeks counts for nil except these singular exams; which I am reminded of by the constant narcissism and self centeredness of law students all around.  This attitude is pervasive, and I do not stand objectively at a distance, rather I effortlessly fall into line with them; smiling all the way hoping I am a little higher on the curve then they are.  Yet today God blessed me with a beautiful reminder of thanksgiving.  I was indescribably thankful, almost to the point of tears, as I enjoyed a quarter pounder at McDonalds.

Sure this is not my normal disposition towards cheeseburgers, but today was different.  As I drove home from Pepperdine after massive cramming, I had a car swerve across four lanes of traffic to cut me off.  As I attempted to swerve into the nearest lane my car began to fishtail.    I corrected only to find my tires spinning as if on ice; finally they grabbed shooting me into the center cement barrier around 65 mph.  I quickly ricocheted off the cement to the sound of metal and plastic exploding.  I desperately tried to counter steer but the momentum was too much.  Before I could think I was staring face first at oncoming traffic.  Yet Around I went, three hundred sixty degrees across four lanes of LA traffic.  My car stopped, but my heart and my adrenaline did not.  I grabbed myself in disbelief, no blood, no pain, or was I in shock?  I methodically checked myself over and over sure I had missed a broken bone or a blood stain; but I had not even sustained a scratch.  While filling police reports and taking care of administrative issues I pushed back the feelings that wanted to come, needed to come.  After being strong, and courageous, and holding it together, my spirit finally caught up with me.  My Wife Whitney had just arrived and as my car was towed away we went into McDonalds to recover.  The gravity of the situation set in and I prayed with all my heart to my God.

“God I thank you for life.  I thank you for your providence, and I thank you that I get to see my wife again.  I thank you for the chance to eat another meal and to take another breath.  I thank you for your hand in my life today allowing me to walk away unscathed; and the undeniable reminder that you want me here for a reason; and God I really really thank you for this quarter pounder.”

Despite the craziness of destroying my car a week before my first law school exams, I am thankful most of all for Gods reminder that life is precious, and I am called to love my God, and love my wife.  The rest comes somewhere after.

In his great hands, with great thanks,




One crucial step on the journey to be great story tellers, is to put our stories in ink.  To step onto the page and step out on faith.  To believe that our life is a story worth sharing, and that God wants to do something with us.  So what’s your story?

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Wednesday Jan 26th 2011
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