RIP Rip

I spent the front part of last weekend in New Jersey … but it wasn’t a “fun” trip. I went to honor a friend and support his family.

Ron Rippey died Aug. 26 at the age of 70 … an amazing accomplishment since he was born with an atrial septal defect — a hole in the wall between the two upper chambers of the heart. At 21, he became one of the first patients to have open heart surgery in the United States and later that year I met him as an 18 year old “phone guy” in the Sports Department at the now defunct Paterson News. Between phone calls, I learned all the gritty details of his operation, a conversation that always replayed itself whenever he went for his annual checkups.

He told me — and anybody else who was within earshot — when he turned 25, “You know, the doctors didn’t think I’d make it this long.” I heard the same speech at 30, 40 and beyond. Yet here he was at age 70 before nature caught up with him.

We worked together for seven years before my wanderlust kicked in, but we remained friends. As I looked at him softly sleeping in his casket Friday night, I remembered his early words to me, “Don’t be afraid to take a chance.”

Our families grew together as well. He and Arlene married in 1967 — the Friday after Thanksgiving because there weren’t any high school football games to cover. Karen and I married Aug. 31, 1968, largely because there were no high school football games to cover. Ron and Arlene were godparents for our kids, and I was godparent to his daughter Kelly. Karen and Arlene were friends, often spelling each other from maternal duties for some respite time. They understood each other as sports writer widows. They talked during the day and during the night while Ron and I plied our trade with 1 a.m. deadlines.

Ron and Arlene had two children, Ron Jr., who was about the same age as my son, Joe Jr., and Kelly, who is about the same age as my daughter Deanna. I went on to have three more … Scott, Nicolle and Jonathan. And the common theme whenever we talked was our families … what they were doing … how they were growing. We followed their children growing up; they followed our children growing up. We shared in their accomplishments and fears. And we all relished grandparenting.

Ron was somewhat of a mentor to me. I remember a time when I received a phone call from two coaches five minutes apart with absolutely different takes on the coverage of their game. That might need some explanation.

Back then, I primarily wrote for the Paterson News, but we all also wrote stories for Suburban Trends, a weekly, and Dorfman Press, which supplied local high school stories for the Star Ledger and Herald News. I wrote primarily as Joe Siccardi, but was known as Joe Casey at Trends and Emerson Boozer {the names of our cats at the time} for Dorfman.

One particular Saturday football afternoon, the two top teams in the Skyline Conference squared off, Pequannock and Sparta. It was a real barn burner, and I don’t remember the score, but there was a defensive penalty — a player didn’t have his mouthguard in — that all but decided the game. And I wrote three stories with three different leads.

The Sparta coach called me at The News to tell me how much he appreciated the coverage of the game, unlike that idiot at Trends who must not have even been at the game. Feeling pretty good after the conversation, I answered the phone a couple minutes later to hear the Pequannock coach tear into me for the horrible coverage of the game. He told me I should read Casey’s story in the Trends. He got it right.

Ron noticed the perplexed look on my face after I hung up and asked me what was wrong. I told him the story and he laughed. “Welcome to the club, kid. When both sides tell you you were wrong, you know you got it right.”

Nothing bothered him.

Ron had an analytical mind. There wasn’t a statistic he didn’t know. There weren’t circumstances he didn’t remember. I also had an analytical, statistical mind so Ron and I led the way with high school power rankings and an annual Paterson News Tennis Tournament. We had so many “discussions” and could each debate why a particular teams deserved to be ranked above another or why a particular player should be seeded. In the end, we both compromised.

That drive led to an avocation for Ron … horse race handicapping. He did quite well, winning the 2006 National Handicapping Tournament — and $250,000 — and earlier in August a tournament hosted at the Wynn Resort and Casino in Las Vegas. He was the Star-Ledger’s horse racing handicapper –and regarded as one of the best in his trade.

Even in the early days, he had a respectful relationship at the track. He taught me how to read the Daily Racing Form — especially the footnotes. He knew not only a horse’s performance record, but where and when he raced, his stamina, his pedigree, weather conditions, jockey tendencies and trainer techniques. And this was well before the days of calculators and computers.

If his horse didn’t win, he would explain what went wrong — and file that information into his memory bank — and why the horse should have won.

It was the same with golf, tennis, football, baseball, basketball and any other sport.

First and foremost, however, was he was a gentle man {with an A personality} and a family man. There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for his family. He bragged about his kids and grandkids every chance he had.

He and Arlene also opened their home to Healing The Children, an organization that helps children from around the world receive medical care. Children from the Dominican Republic, Colombia and Panama would stay with the Rippeys while undergoing treatment. Kelly, now a trauma surgeon at Hackensack University Medical Center, said she was partly motivated to go into medicine after coming to know the children who came into their home.

When you get to be my age and you attend a funeral of a friend or family member, your mind naturally starts to wander. Who’s next? Will it be me? What will people say at my funeral? What’s my legacy?

Family values was Ron’s legacy … his most important legacy. The rest was just icing on the cake. He wasn’t afraid to take a chance.

Well done, good and faithful servant. You’ve crossed the finish line.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: To think we’re going to live a life without challenges is unrealistic, so rather than avoid challenges I think we should embrace them.

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Happy Anniversary

What Is Marriage?

Marriage is the beautiful blending
Of two lives, two love
and two hearts —
It’s the wonderful, magical moment
When a beautiful love story starts.

Marriage is caring and sharing
From the moment you first say, “I do” —
It’s learning of life’s little troubles
And all of its happiness, too.

Marriage is respect for each other,
It’s a bond made in heaven above,
it’s finding the world
in each other —
It’s laughter …
it’s joy … it’s love.
G.W. Douglasdance

She was standing at the closet as she uttered her words again, “We have to talk.” She was dressed in camel brown slacks with stirrups and a pink and white check shirt as she reached into the closet. “Are you okay with this?”

“Of course,” I answered as the doorbell rang.

An unseen “counselor” stepped in and the three of us sat down, Karen and I on the couch and the counselor on the straight chair. She grabbed my hand as the counselor asked why he was here. Karen answered, “We just need to reconnect and I thought an outsider could help us.” I looked at her and shook my head in agreement.

“Okay, your assignment is to remember why you first fell in love.”

I woke up for a midnight run to the bathroom, but as I drifted back asleep we — the counselor, Karen and I — were sitting at the big, round wooden dining room table. I was the only one who spoke.

“I fell in love with you because you made me feel safe in a hostile world. I knew I could tell you anything and you weren’t going to judge me. You are beautiful, witty and wise. You are my life. I may not show it all the time but my world revolves around you. I would do anything for you.”

Karen broke into tears as the counselor interjected, “Good. Next assignment is to go out together, just the two of you, and just listen to each other. Karen, open your heart. Joe, open you heart. What has made you happy? What has bothered you? What are your dreams?”

And, I woke up.

Some people think marriage
is outmoded now,
And they don’t want to make
the commitments and vows.

The next night as I drifted to sleep, we were sitting at a table in a public place. I was holding her hand as she talked, but was more focused on her black cocktail dress, her sparkling brown eyes, the red highlights shining in her hair as the light hit it and the quirky expressions on her face as she spoke.

She asked me if I was listening. “Of course. You said you wanted to feel safe and you wanted me to listen to what you say. You wanted to feel important. You wanted to be loved, not taken advantage of. And you know I do love and respect you and your opinions.”

I woke up but thought to myself, “Nailed it!” Hey, it’s my dream.

The next night we were at dinner at a five-star restaurant. Our assignment was to order dinner for each other. Although I wanted to order Chateaubriand for Two, I ordered Karen an unending plate of Alaskan King Crab, then worried if I made the right decision since she was wearing a yellow sequined top and long black skirt — you know, butter splash. She ordered me a Prime Rib End Cut.

And I awoke, with the taste of that beef in my mouth.

But I just can’t see
 from their point of view,
And I know it’s because
of how much I love you —

flowersA couple of nights later, it was back to dreamland. This time, we were talking to our counselor back at the house. He said to us, “You didn’t need me. You needed each other. You needed to remember why you fell in love. You needed to remember to take time for each other. You needed to remember how much you complemented each other, how your individual strengths helped your spouse’s weaknesses, how your vulnerabilities were covered by your spouse. You needed to get back to basics.”

With the strains of an instrumental version of I’ve Got You Under My Skin wafting into my consciousness, I awoke … and realized the dream sequences were a reflection of our life together. It’s bittersweet. This was supposed to be our time. The closest I am going to come to visiting with Karen is in my dreams.

I cherish each promise
that holds us together,
For you’re my life’s joy,
and you will be forever.

But at the same time, we enjoyed the time we had. We each gave 100% … and that’s what it takes. Marriage is not a 50-50 proposition, it’s 100-100 with some extra thrown in. It’s hard work but we survived … because “we had to talk!”

Happy Anniversary
With All My Love
Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow, Forever

annivrsaryTHOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Always remember I love you, no matter what happens. You cannot lose me. I will always be there.

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‘We Have to Talk’

“We have to talk.”

Those are four words that bring sheer fear to every male on the planet — from the days of Adam, I suspect — to the present day. Even in a dream, those words bring chills to a sleepy spine.

Those were the words that literally haunted me after a dream about a month ago. I know they certainly contributed to my melancholic mood over the past few weeks.

It wasn’t a long dream. And, has generally been the case since Karen died, she was not visible. But her voice was very much there.

The scene unfolded in my parents’ home, which is odd because Karen and I never lived at my parents’ home. But I readily recognized the brocade styled carpet, the sectional and the louvered closet doors {although they were in the bedroom, not the living room … but, hey, it was a dream}.

All of a sudden, Karen’s voice clearly stated THE question. “We have to talk.”

With that I woke up, totally confused even after nearly six years of widowerhood. It wasn’t a comment that came up often during our 40 years of marriage {although it did come up … generating the same sense of trepidation}.

Why after all these years did Karen utter these words? What was on her {my?} mind?

I immediately thought of the thousands of times I might have let her down during our marriage. I thought of the hurts and slights I can never make up for. And it weighed on my psyche.

What was even more disturbing was the abruptness of the dream. It came out of nowhere and it just ended without resolution. I just knew Karen and I had “to talk.”

Then last week, I had a series of subsequent dreams … each picking up where the last one left off. They were equally vivid … with the bonus of my dear wife appearing and interacting in dreamlife.

I’ll relate those snippets tomorrow — on what would have been our 46th anniversary.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Find a spirituality you can wear like a loose coat that keeps you warm no matter the weather. God should provide you comfort not make you feel ashamed of yourself.

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Five Minute Friday — Reach

It’s Friday, so it must be time for Five Minute Friday.

Here I join the girls at Kate’s place for five minutes of free-for-all writing on a specific prompt. Nothing too deep. Just five minutes of letting the mind wander through the fingers to come up with something {hopefully} readable.

So, here goes. This week’s prompt is REACH and the timer starts NOW

In my business {publishing} I emphasize to clients it isn’t numbers that sell. It’s quality. And it’s not my quality. It’s the customer’s quality. They come up with the market they wish to reach and it’s my job to match the message to a specific audience.  The newspaper is just the delivery mechanism for the message they have and for whom they want to reach.

It’s pretty much the same in our faith life. We’re just the messengers … not the message. We should be open to matching the dynamics of a personal relationship with our Jesus with those seeking it. But it’s not our message. It’s not our passion. It’s not our views. It is the message of Jesus Christ … who He wants to reach out to … how He wants us to deliver the message … what He wants to say through us … where we should seek His candidates.

We’re just the conduit. He has the message.

Of course, one big way to share that message is by living it. If non-believers see us cutting corners, looking for loopholes, they’re not going … STOP

… to be interested in the message. Be open to share the message. It’s not you or me. It’s the truth of Jesus.

Well, that’s what I came up with this week. See what some of the others have to say at http://katemotaung.com/2014/08/28/five-minute-friday-reach/

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: God has promised forgiveness to your repentance; but He has not promised tomorrow to your procrastination. – St. Augustine

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29 Things That Television Has Taught Me.

Any thoughts?

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Hope looks beyond the shadows of today into the sunshine of tomorrow.

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1. Walking down the street in these outfits will make people think I am a style icon and try and emulate my fashion sense.

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2. Teenagers in America, particularly in Stars Hollow and Capeside, posses a mastery of complex vocabulary. I work with hundreds of teenagers every day and if I can get a ‘nah, man!’ out of them I’m doing well.

3. New York City is an affordable place to live and all apartments there are beautifully decorated and spacious.

4. It is possible to be in the vicinity of the murder of hundreds of people in Cabot Cove, New York and Ireland, and not once be considered a suspect. Jessica Fletcher is a master criminal.

5. The louder the TV chef, the more unhealthy the food.

6. The bumbling idiot will always have a beautiful wife.

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7. Your best friend will forgive you for kissing his girlfriend after you…

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From the Apocrypha

I did have some people ask about my apocryphal connection between Moses and Peter. So I will share it. BUT REMEMBER, IT IS ONLY A JOKE … A HA HA TYPE JOKE!

Moses, Peter and Jesus decided to play golf one day. They needed a fourth so they asked this old man to join them.

The first hole was an elevated tee to a small pond in front of a rolling green with trees to the sides.

Moses tees off first. As the ball approaches the water, he raises his arm and parts the water. The ball skips through the pond bed and rolls onto the green, about eight inches from the pin.

Peter is next. He swings and as the ball approaches the water, it skips about halfway through and sinks. Peter resorts to his fisherman expletives and breaks his club.

Jesus smiles as he sets the ball on the tee, He hits the ball almost exactly the way Peter did, but the ball skips from one side of the pond to the other and onto the green, about three inches from the cup.

The old man is next. He shuffles to the tee and, with all his might, shanks the ball into the trees. It bounces off six trunks back onto the fairway where it hits a sunning alligator in the head. The alligator picks up the ball and swims through the pond to the other side, where he coughs it up. A squirrel thinks it’s a nut and grabs it, just as an eagle swoops him up. About ten feet above the green, the squirrel lets go of the ball and kerplunk, it falls right into the cup.

Moses and Peter look at each other, then turn to Jesus and ask, “Why did you invite your father?

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: You are uniquely wired for unique assignments. You’re a category all by yourself. There’s no one we can compare you to. You’re the only one like you. You were made right! You’re wired for daily contributions only you can make.

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Moses, Peter and Us

May these words of my mouth and this meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.

Moses. Peter. You and me. Hmmm. How are we going to connect the three?

It’s kind of hard to link Moses and Peter together. In fact, I could find only some apocryphal connections. You know what apocryphal means, right?

Not biblical … maybe even of doubtful authority. Okay, it was a joke. I won’t share it here, but if anyone is interested, see me after church.

So, let’s see if we can make a biblical connection that makes some sense.

Religion rests on a historical faith that affirms revelation. The Bible assumes God has revealed Himself in unique events that attest both His freedom and His initiative. But these events have to be conditioned by the dimensions of time and space for us we mortals to understand.

We know Moses more for his life as an adult. What we know probably was passed down to us from the film The Ten Commandments. He was, according to the Hebrew Bible, a former Egyptian prince later turned prophet, religious leader and lawgiver, to whom the authorship of the Torah is traditionally attributed. One tends to think of a great man, a great leader, the man who defied the tyranny of a cruel pharaoh, the man who parted the Red Sea with a wave of his hand, he who saw God, heard Him. This is the Moses everybody recognize

But Moses was also a murderer, initially a coward and fearing man more than God.

Still, he is the most important prophet in Judaism and an important prophet in Christianity, Islam and a number of other faiths. There are a wealth of stories and additional information about Moses in the Jewish apocrypha, in the genre of rabbinical exegesis known as Midrash and in the primary works of the Jewish oral law, the Mishnah and the Talmud.

For Christians, Moses — mentioned more often in the New Testament than any other Old Testament figure — is often a symbol of God’s law, as reinforced and expounded on in the teachings of Jesus. New Testament writers often compared Jesus’ words and deeds with Moses’ to explain Jesus’ mission. In Acts 7:39-43, 51-53, for example, the rejection of Moses by the Jews who worshiped the golden calf is likened to the rejection of Jesus by the Jews who continued in traditional Judaism.

Moses also figures in several of Jesus’ messages. When He met the Pharisee Nicodemus at night in the third chapter of the Gospel of John, He compared Moses’ lifting up of the bronze serpent in the wilderness, which any Israelite could look at and be healed, to His own lifting up (by His death and resurrection) for the people to look at and be healed. In the sixth chapter, Jesus responded to the people’s claim Moses provided them manna in the wilderness by saying it was not Moses, but God, who provided. Calling Himself the “bread of life”, Jesus stated He was provided to feed God’s people.

We often read Exodus — I mean, we all just pick up our Bibles and read the Exodus stories every day, right? — as the story of Israel’s march out of bondage and the institution and ordering of common life. Moses stands out as the deliverer.

Well, we’re wrong. God rather than Moses, the leader and lawgiver, or Israel, the elect and redeemed, stands at the heart of the document. The controlling motif is the revelation of God’s power in His victory over Pharaoh which, for the writers, is a disclosure of His — God’s — universal lordship. It is not just Israel’s escape from bondage but also the meaning of its establishment as a community, the significance of its laws and the efficacy of its cultus.

But all this is moot if history hadn’t saved a little Jewish boy floating in a basket in the Nile.

The Israelites — those “other people” — were multiplying faster than their Egyptian counterparts. That concerned the ruling Pharaoh, presumed to be Ramses II, the first strong ruler of the Nineteenth Dynasty. So, what did he do? The same thing other leaders before and since him … first turn them into slave workers and later, order the slaughter of those “other people.”

In this case, he ordered the Jewish midwives to kill any sons born to Israeli women. It wasn’t particularly successful since the midwives — at least two named, Shiphrah and Puah — respected their God more than Pharaoh. When questioned why these boys were being allowed to live, they explained — tongue in cheek — Jewish women delivered before the midwives could arrive.

You can almost sense the flash of humor in the narrator as he looks around his listening circle — remember, this was oral tradition without benefit of YouTube or Twitter — and tells them how, in effect, Yahweh outwitted Pharaoh and how bright the midwives were in their reply to Pharaoh.

This little Jewish boy was conceived, born and hidden for three months before his mother set him in that basket lined with pitch and floated it among the reeds of the Nile.

Here’s where it gets interesting. Pharaoh’s daughter comes to the inlet to bathe and sees the basket. She has one of handmaidens fetch the basket and, seeing this crying babe, recognized he was a little Hebrew boy, but was filled with compassion and love. The little boy’s sister was watching over the ark and asked the Pharaoh’s daughter if she should get a Hebrew woman to nurse the baby. When instructed yes, she immediately went and got his birth mother. The baby flourished and was “adopted” by the Pharaoh’s daughter and raised as a member of the court. She named him Moses — or Mosheh in Hebrew from the root mashah, “to draw out”.

Some call it coincidence and some call it God as to how the king’s daughter should happen to come down to bathe at precisely the moment when the little ark was entangled at her feet. But remember, God is free from the legalities of laws so chance may not always be random.

It might be noted, though, the Moses birth story parallels the birth story of Sargon of Agade, the first Semitic king of Mesopotamia in the 23rd and 22nd centuries BC, about six or seven centuries before the Exodus tradition was introduced, so don’t look at it as gospel or a historical fact. As with all great men, the story of Moses’ birth and survival did not begin to be told until after he was famous. Thus, this great man who is to lead his people through a sea baffles his enemies in his infancy when he is so small reeds and rushes hide him.

The point the author is conveying — successfully — is the sense of the loving guardianship of the heavenly Father over the fortunes of His people … not necessarily the exact details.

That brings us to Peter.

According to Matthew, Jesus is in the Caesarea Philippi region and He asks His disciple who people say He is. He gets a variety of answers —  John the Baptist, Elijah, Jeremiah or one of the prophets. But when asked directly, it is Simon Peter who answers, “You are the Messiah, the Son of the living God.”

When Peter said, “You are the Messiah,” he was going one step further — a giant step.  Israel had, for many years, been looking for God to send a savior — someone like King David of old, who had led Israel to greatness.  Israel was looking for God to send a Messiah to do that again — to make Israel great again — to save Israel from oppressors such as Rome, who ruled Israel during Jesus’ lifetime.  When Peter said, “You are the Messiah,” he was saying, “You are the savior for whom we have waited for centuries.  You are the one sent from God to save us.”

It’s sometimes hard to understand how it was Simon  Peter who came to this conclusion. As I’ve said before, he was a “duh”-ciple. One minute he was walking on water by faith, and the next he was sinking in doubt. He was impulsive and emotional. He simply was not the sharpest tool in the shed.

Of course, he didn’t understand Jesus was the Messiah in a spiritual sense not a human sense. He was here as a bridge for us back into God’s grace, not overthrowing a government.

Yet, it is Peter and Peter alone who has this revelation. Way to go, Pete!

Jesus recognizes it. Jesus replied, “Blessed are you, Simon son of Jonah, for this was not revealed to you by flesh and blood, but by my Father in heaven. And I tell you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church…”

The prominence of Peter among the apostles cannot be denied. In the lists of the Twelve, his name is always first. Among the Twelve, he was one of the “inner three.” If the above exegesis is correct, Jesus addressed him personally and directly as the person upon whom the church would be built. In time he became one of the “pillars” of the Jerusalem church and (judging from the early chapters of Acts) its most prominent leader, preacher and spokesman. Significantly, in Acts’ record of the church’s outreach according to the commission of Acts 1:8, Peter — and he alone — is present at each major stage of that outreach, namely in Jerusalem (chapter 2, where he delivers the sermon at Pentecost), in Samaria (chapter 8, where he is one of two apostles sent to pray for and lay hands on the new converts) and among the Gentiles (chapter 10, where Peter enters the home of Cornelius in response to the vision on the housetop). Within the circle of the Twelve, he is clearly primus inter pares (“first among equals”).

The New Testament clearly presents him as a fallible, sinful human being … even after this divine revelation. All four Gospels record his denial of Jesus, Luke implies in 22:31-32 had Jesus not prayed for Peter, he would have gone the way of Judas. At Antioch it was Paul, not Peter, who clearly perceived the implications of the Gospel; in that famous confrontation recorded in Galatians 2:11-14, Paul rebuked him for acting out of accord with his principles.

Thus, I’ll leave it up to those above my pay scale to debate whether he was the first Bishop of Rome or whether true apostolic succession is realized in the history of the papacy (no direct New Testament support, just extrabiblical tradition).

For our purposes, though, we have to recognize the importance of Peter as part of the new “church”. Jesus Himself is the builder. Peter is part of the building. He is a foundation stone in the new edifice, an honor he shares with the rest of the apostles built upon the foundation [consisting] of the apostles and prophets, with Christ Jesus Himself as the keystone” (Ephesians 2:19-20).

So, we have Moses establishing the “community” of Israel and we have Peter as a foundation stone for this then-new Christianity. We have Moses divinely found among the rushes and reeds and we have Peter recognizing divine revelation.

That brings us to you and me. How would we answer the call? How would we answer the question posed by Jesus?

Many people have huge opinions on who Jesus is. I know this might come as a shock to you but not all people, even all religions see Jesus the same way. If you are an atheist, then you probably see Jesus as a historical figure whose followers made wild claims. He was a good teacher, had good morals, but that is it. If you are Jewish, you would say Jesus was not the Messiah because the time was not right for the Messiah to come according to the Hebrew Bible. If you are Islamic, then you see Jesus as one of the Major Prophets God sent to the world but not God. You would believe Jesus was not killed or crucified and, funny side note, He didn’t drink wine. Scientologist, yes like Tom Cruise, state Jesus is classified below the level of Operating Thatan but a shade above the Scientology state of “clear.” (I hope that clears it up for you) If you are a child you might see Jesus as another Santa Clause. You talked to Him and He gave you stuff.

I think people are so hesitant to give the answer Peter gave because they are scared. They are scared of the truth. If Jesus Christ is Lord, if He is the Messiah, the Son of the living God, then everything He said is true. The way He told us to live, the way He told us He will be with us always, the way He died for our sins, is all true. That scares people because they don’t know how to live with that type of realization. They are scared because if they admit Jesus Christ is Lord, then everything in their life has to change.

And that change is manifested in our Epistle reading. Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is — His good, pleasing and perfect will.

We’re not Moses. We’re not Peter. But we do have a role to play in forwarding God’s kingdom … each according to his or her abilities. …In Christ we, though many, form one body, and each member belongs to all the others. We have different gifts, according to the grace given to each of us. If your gift is prophesying, then prophesy in accordance with your faith; if it is serving, then serve; if it is teaching, then teach; if it is to encourage, then give encouragement; if it is giving, then give generously; if it is to lead, do it diligently; if it is to show mercy, do it cheerfully.

Are you open to what God is asking you to do for Him? Are you willing to step out in faith and follow God regardless of what He is asking you to do? Do you feel as if you are too “old” or too “young” to step out in faith?

We — who know Christ and have that same power of God’s Spirit– often are not in enough meaningful contact with the people who need us most. We spend so much time in meetings with each other, doing programs for each other, having concerts with each other, serving on committees for each other and doing books and music for each other that we’re disconnected from the people who are dying without our Jesus.

This is our time to use God’s power to get out to where it’s needed. We need to dare to risk getting involved in places where lost people are; to look at the unbelieving people around us and start building some bridges into their lives; building intentional rescue relationships. God needs us to just move close to some people who are not His people.

Too many people are slipping away, falling, crashing because there is no one making a difference where they are. If you know Jesus, you have the same power God promised Moses, Peter and the disciples to be where you are needed the most.

God will ask you one day, “What did you do with what you were given?”

You better be ready for that question! It’s the final exam question you need to study for every day of the rest of your life.

And all of God’s people said … Amen!

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Live passionately. Dream big. Don’t back down.

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Back in the Pulpit

It’s back to the pulpit for me tomorrow (Sunday). So it’s time for me to ask for your prayers. Of course prayers are always welcome, but especially as I try to communicate biblical truths.

Moses. Peter. You and me. Hmmm. How are we going to connect the three?

I will be trying to make a biblical connection that makes some sense. But I need your help. My prayer request is the same as the psalmist, May these words of my mouth and this meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer (Psalm 19:4).

And, if you happen to be in the Finger Lakes area of New York, I welcome you to join us at 9 a.m. at West Fayette Presbyterian Church, on Route 336 just east of Route 96A and a few miles south of Geneva and north of Sampson State Park. I invite you not to listen to the guy in the pulpit, but to enjoy the fellowship of the little church with the big heart as we celebrate the Lord’s Day with the assurance Jesus is alive, well and in our midst. Where two or three gather in My name, there am I with them (Matthew 18-20),

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Radical honesty will get you very far in this world. Most people don’t have the guts to speak their mind, regardless of the consequences.

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Five Minute Friday — Change

It’s Five Minute Friday time. The hundred plus girls and I free write with no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation. Just write. {okay, we may clean it up a bit}

This week’s prompt is CHANGE. So, let’s get going. The timer is set and it is time to START

We all get a little intimidated by change. We generally don’t like it or embrace it. We get comfortable in where we’re at.

But, every day brings changes. We are not the same today as we were yesterday … or last week … or a decade ago. The only constant in life is change.

So, maybe, just maybe we should embrace change. We should look at changes in our lives and circumstances day by day as steps on our own individual journey. We can embrace the newness of each day and accept the challenges we may face.

Of course, that’s true for our faith life as well. We are not the same as we were in Bible school … or newbies in faith. We have to continue to grow. We have to put the words in the Book into our hearts and act upon them. We have to put away the things of our youth (in faith) and work towards a greater goal.

Change. Have you embraced it? … STOP

Well, that’s what I came up with this week. Read what others have contributed at http://katemotaung.com/2014/08/21/five-minute-friday-change/. You won’t be disappointed.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: There’s nothing wrong with a Cuban cigar once in a while.

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Show and Tell

Just had to share this …

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Doing nothing is better than doing the wrong thing. But you are going to make mistakes. Tons of them. The real question is what you will learn from them.

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August 19, 2000

I’ve been teaching now for about fifteen years. I have two kids myself, but the best birth story I know is the one I saw in my own second grade classroom a few years back.

When I was a kid, I loved show-and-tell. So I always have a few sessions with my students. It helps them get over shyness and usually, show-and-tell is pretty tame. Kids bring in pet turtles, model airplanes, pictures of fish they catch, stuff like that. And I never, ever place any boundaries or limitations on them. If they want to lug it in to school and talk about it, they’re welcome.

Well, one day this little girl, Erica, a very bright, very outgoing kid, takes her turn and waddles up to the front of the class with a pillow stuffed under her sweater.

She holds up a snapshot of an…

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