looking for Dad's car

My Dad owned very few cars when I was growing up.  The first one I remember is a 1952 Chevy two door, blue, then buying my Grandpa’s 1956 Buick Special two door, yellow with white top, then it went downhill from here.  A succession of three Ramblers, a 1962 America wagon. a four door 1964 330, and then a 1966 Rambler Classic 770 four door, the car I learned to drive in.  Finally a 1969 BMW 1600, which I later bought from him when he traded up to a 2002 in 1972.  Like many of us when we go to cruise nights or car shows, we tend to gravitate to the shiny red convertibles with big motors, but lately I find myself looking for the cars of my Dad, instead of the cars my friends and I had.  Just as different cars will provide different memories, so will the time they were involved in your life.  I can remember all the good times hanging with friends, but my Dad’s cars were just transportation, until the bug hit, sorry I forgot his 1963 VW.  They were cool at the time, something his other cars weren’t, even the BMW at the time was “British what?”  But when I wanted him to buy the Muscle cars, he reminded me the VW had bucket seats, and four on the floor.  Two prerequisites at the time.  On paper he was on safe ground....just not on the street.

But lately I find myself attracted to Ramblers, pre-1967 when they changed under Abernathy, and mid fifties Buicks.  Try to find a 1600 or 2002 BMW, put in 2002 and the year 2002 shows up for the latte crowd.  But what is it about these non-descript cars that I didn’t like then that I am interested in now?  I am getting bored with 55-57 Chevies, sorry, same with SS396, SS454 Chevelles, which are more plentiful now the when new.  Maybe I am just getting old, lots of maybes as  you do, but just maybe, it takes me back to when my life was simpler, major decisions were made by my parents, and everything was new and exciting.  Except his cars.....

Which sounds a lot like my walk with Jesus.  I am so overwhelmed with books telling me how to pray, how to build a church, the latest Christian CD, or a pastor’s new book.  So many new revelations, when we are new, but the same ones that were new for older generations.  Seems the people of God are continually trying to improve on his word, his way to worship, and how to be a Christian.  Which is nothing new today.  Seems when it took Paul over two years to found the Corinthian church, under the power of the holy spirit, it took a different approach.  Instead of taking the church into the world, they let the world into the church, and suffered.  Just like today.  They were doing spiritual things the same way they did in the world, without God’s assistance.  Instead of tapping into all the power of the spirit, they became drained trying to do it themselves, hence Paul’s letters chastising them, and reminding them of who really is in power, and who saved them.  Just like I put stickers on my Dad’s VW to make it look cool, the church was trying to use programs, procedures, and processes to fit in.  To be popular, despite being a Christian wasn’t.  Still a common theme in today’s society, with safe pastor’s giving safe sermons building safe Christians, or really just church goers.  Pew fillers. I used to attend such a fellowship, once describing the pastors as “men who like to swim, but who are afraid of the water.”  By one of the elders.  With so much said about Jesus, they never get to know him personally.  In the spirit.  And the excitement of being a Christian fades....

I look back at my Dad’s cars different now.  They were his cars, not mine.  Different, not wrong.  Same in the church today.  How many are told by the pastor after the service, “you’re dismissed.” What!  Like from school, work, from my chores?  When is the last time you left with a final word of scripture, instead of being reminded of coming events?  Have we become so comfortable like we were in the back seat of our father’s cars, we fall asleep?  Is the only thing we ask “are we there yet?”  While sitting in church....I ask pastors, “why is it Billy Graham spoke for 20 minutes and people rushed to the altars, you speak for an hour and we all rush for the door?”  Maybe my Dad were onto something different by not driving Chevies, Fords, or Chryslers.  Are we different because we walk in the spirit, not in denominational doctrine?  Is there a bit of Corinth in our fellowship with Jesus?  Or are we different because we walk in the spirit?

Fellowship with Christ is the work of the holy spirit.  Not us!  It is up to him to make the things of Jesus aware to us daily, to reveal the secrets of Christ to us individually, so when we gather together we can be one in the spirit, not just like minded bodies.  It is the spirit that creates the demand for Jesus in our lives, and that can only be fed via the spirit.  No amount of teaching, preaching, study, singing, or prayer can do it.  These things are not bad, but without the spirit’s guiding, they are just things.  We need the spirit!  Yet many churches and individuals stumble on never knowing or experiencing all God has for them.  Is Jesus Lord of your life or just a part of it?  Be honest....in lying you only perjure yourself and deny the spirit.  We have all sinned and fallen short of the glory of God....only via the spirit can we or will we return.

What will your kids remember of your cars, the cars they grew up in?  In ours it will be T-Birds, Mustangs, convertibles, and motorcycles.  But hopefully we will have laid out a foundation for Jesus Christ in their lives.  With a unique and personal relationship with him via the spirit.  Not mired in memorization, but in the times when Jesus was near when needed.  When all hope failed and he didn’t.  When in need and he provided.  All by his spirit....giving them and us the abundant life promised.  And so I go on looking for my Dad’s car.  Some are just like it except for color, the motor, the year.  Maybe the body style.  So I keep looking, knowing that even if I come close, it won’t be his.  And being his makes all the difference.  In cars and with God.  Only in the spirit will you know.....

love with compassion,

Mike

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on the job training

Nice guys don’t necessarily make good bosses, and vice versa.  When hired at Polychrome as a scheduling clerk, never cared for the word clerk myself, I didn’t know what the job even was, just good pay and in an office with AC.  With a future, which the first day had me wondering.  I was unsure what office politics were, but soon found out which end of the stick to grab, when handed to me and which to avoid.  In my introductory meeting that morning, Walter, my boss and a nice guy told me up front, “If I teach you everything I know, they won’t need me and they can hire you for my job for less.”  And how is your morning going....But as I learned and grew, I too applied what he had told me.  I was good at keeping production figures in my head, not publishing them on paper, which he would have lost anyway, so I was obligated to attend all meetings, because I had the facts and figures, and learned to use them to my advantage.  Which led to an every Friday morning with a vice president, who went over production plans with me, and we made adjustments.  Which gave me two bosses, and when doing work for Ilford, an English company under contract, now I had three bosses.  All wanting to know where their product was and when they could have it. I knew nothing of the film business, but found out if what I kept in my head stayed there, I was sought out, and if sought out, was needed.  Maybe Walter was right after all.....

I had learned to make the numbers work for me, and the more complicated I made them via figures and graphs, bosses love graphs, I could keep them all at bay.  And coming to me.  Seems we all play games in life, and this was a great lesson in how not to operate, and also how to tell them exactly what they wanted to hear.  In the service field for autos we call it WIP/WOP. work in process/waiting on parts.  Or never do today what can be put off until tomorrow.

Now for those who deny the deity of Jesus, here is a news flash, Biblical principals work for both the saved and the unsaved.  The universe does not operate on two different platforms, only the one created and operated by God.  With one exception, for those who are saved, we have access to all the wisdom and knowledge of God when we need it.  Not hidden or partially revealed, no come back next week sequel, but the right wisdom when we need it.  For God has given us his spirit, and the spirit knows all things, and we can too.  But many times even strong believers think only the good things come to us, even a teaching tells then that if you have difficulties, you must be in sin.  Never found in scripture.  We are told all things work together for those that trust and believe, both good and bad.  All things are good in God’s eyes, it is us that pick and choose, rendering one good and another bad.  But it is the spirit intervening in ways we cannot explain in words that make the difference.  The joke “man plans and God laughs” is true many times too often.  Only in the spirit will we know the difference between truly bad times and good times, and see God in all of them.  In the midst of our adversity is where the spirit will show us how and where God is at work in our lives.  When we see things through the eyes of the spirit, we see the truth, no WIP/WOP here, for we are all in process.  And the more we trust, the more we see Jesus in action instead of in steady prayer requests, and our time goes from begging to receiving and worshipping.  All joy will come from the spirit interceding because we do not know what to pray, and as our relationship grows, as we trust, we bask in God’s glory.  Ever notice why some are making testimonies while others are only reading about them?  Is your God as big as your prayer requests?  Do you trust in the same spirit that saved you to guide you?  Are you in God’s way or just in the way?  How will you know...

These things shall follow them that believe.  What you believe will effect your outcome, who you believe will show your true heart.  When we truly trust God and go with his assurance of how all things work together, we begin to look at him instead of ourselves.  Trusting in him and not leaning on our own understanding.  And God has freely given his spirit to all that believe.  While some study to find themselves approved, and not always sure by who, those who truly trust his spirit live, and experience Jesus first hand, falling back on the word to find his leadings approved.  A much different approval process than studying all the time, and experiencing little.  When asked by these eternal students “are you in the word?”  my answer is “is the word in you?”  Jesus is the word, and he writes it on our hearts, is the spirit in you and living in you?  The truth may be painful, but it does set you free....but only in the spirit.

We may not get what we go through today, but in it God is preparing us for glory.  And to represent him here on earth.  It has been said “never listen to the advice of someone who has done nothing.”  In the spirit we always have all we need.  Or you can take the world’s advice.  Just a thought, I have needed plumbers, mechanics, doctors, lawyers, and electricians.  I have never needed a musician or actor or entertainer.  But all need Jesus, so who do you give an ear to?  Life is on the job training for eternity, no retests.  Liars figure and figures lie.  I know.  But here is one figure to trust, 100% of us will die, and we have the choice of where to spend eternity.  Jesus and heaven, deny him and hell.  Remembering the afflictions now will help us to keep our eyes on the glory to come, if we share in his suffering, we can only imagine how we will share in his glory.  Knowledge puffs up, wisdom comes from above.  Only via the holy spirit.  All things work together, maybe Walter wasn’t right after all....

love with compassion,

Mike

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row 13 on the 50 yard line at a Chargers game

Years ago when working for Mercedes Benz I had Burt Grossman as a customer.  Former All Pro and still conspicuous by his mere presence, he had just retired, still young and crazy, but refused to go to the games any more, the Chargers stunk.  Pick your own decade.....but he had season tickets on the 50 yard line, row 13, right behind the Chargers bench, and the seats were fantastic.  He offered them to me many times, and when I finally accepted his offer, we went.  Best seats ever, and sitting with the Seau family, we got a lot of insight into the game, at least from a Charger family perspective.  It was around 2000, and the revolving door of coaches was common, and we got an earful rather than the editorial stand of the paper.  Both were right, both opined to a certain extent, but we got it first hand, not editorialized, at least not too much.  But we also got to see and hear the conversations on the bench, could see the faces in the helmets on the field, and enjoyed an entertaining afternoon of football, note I didn’t say Charger football.  But we got to see the game from a totally different perspective, I wondered what ever happened to Burt....

As Christians many times we are content to just sit on the sidelines, aka church, or even just watch on TV, or pod cast.  Missing out on all the action and interaction going on within the game, then criticizing the reports of it afterwards.  With little or no idea of what is going on, in between choosing arbitrary scripture to support our stance.  Never a physical presence, they watch instead of participate, after all, you might get your Bible cover wrinkled, your feelings hurt, or find out how easy it is to be a Christian when never tested.  Never seeing the side of Jesus so many see everyday in their daily struggles.  Safe and anonymous in the stands, out of touch and out of sight.  Except for God’s....

They talk of heaven as if it is a place to view like a game, not being part of the action.  Their hope of glory is all things on earth but later in heaven and much nicer.  Still in the neighborhood, just not neighborly.  Believing the glory of our God in heaven will be revealed to us, missing out it will be revealed in us.  Like watching the Chargers, they sit and observe, thinking in heaven will be like it was on earth, yet Jesus promises us on earth as it is in heaven.  It will not be like opening night at the theater, or even back stage passes to the concert.  We will be involved, part of the heavenly action, seeing up close and personal the glory of God, that surpasses anything we think it may be.  Indescribable, no words, sounds, or imagination can come close to what it will be like.  When I was shown a glimpse, the only way to describe it is “I want to go back.”  But for now, wherever Jesus has me, I know he is present, on earth as it is in heaven.  Christianity is not a spectator sport, we are in the game, and in it to win, and we do at the end.  But in between, the game goes on, along with the battles, and with Jesus with us.  His spirit guiding and comforting, we are in the huddle, at the line of scrimmage, and in the clubhouse afterwards.  While the others file out with the crowd, we taste the victory...but you have to be in the game, not just part of the team.  We will and are part of the glory of God!

Paul reminds us of the momentary light afflictions of everyday life, but how they in no way compare to the glory that awaits us.  Christians will suffer, you signed up for it when saved, the battles will be tough, you may not always win, but you will never be defeated.  We can endure the suffering and triumph in it knowing what lies ahead for us.  Glory unspeakable, and also available now.  On earth as it is in heaven, not a seat on the 50, not even a seat on the bench, but in the game and actively participating.  Experiencing all the things the Bible tells about.  Without the pulpit to hide behind, or excuses to fall back on.  You will be held accountable for your actions...or lack of them.  Paul saw, knew, experienced, and wants us to know that heaven awaits those that believe.  Jesus wants us to know we don’t have to wait to celebrate.  He left us his spirit, calling to us to get in the game, to see Jesus in action now in the fallen world.  There will be time to celebrate the victory later, for now the two minute warning has been sounded.  How you will last in the last two minutes will show much of where Jesus is in your life.  Believe me, the view from the field is more exciting than the one from the stands.  Just a view from one who played the game, and still plays it today.  Being in the game will always be the best seat in the house....

love with compassion,

Mike

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breakfast seved

Last week on our ride to and through the Southern Rockies and the Million Dollar Highway, we spent our first night out in Chandler, Arizona.  After battling the 105+ degrees of Arizona heat, the AC felt great, the TV had decent channels, and we were still full from lunch.  Now it is a common thing for most motels to provide breakfast to their guests, from a continental offering to an order up hot breakfast.  They also vary from inedible to incredible, never knowing that Alpo once made breakfast food.  But usually the seating areas are packed, what family traveling cannot pass up a free breakfast, and the place can be crowded.  Such was our experience the next morning, as an excursion of people from China had filled the room.  A definite communication breakdown as far as language went, but yet with no tables available, two elderly Chinese women motioned for us to sit and eat with them.  Very few words were spoken, but we all felt comfortable, and in the middle of Arizona on that morning we were the only two white guys in the room, but felt very welcomed.  Seems when words fail, actions more than take up the slack, and I will remember their kindness for awhile.  Two little old ladies letting two biker looking dudes eat with them.  Lesson learned, and remembered, just not filed away where it can be forgotten.

Seems breakfast is the most important meal of the day for more reasons than just nutrition.  In Gallup, where my friend once found a dead Indian on the hood of his car, and I spent a night in jail for 136 in a 55 zone, we again were shown great courtesy and great food.  Nothing processed here, including the service, you can tell the fake smiles and limp handshakes, here the women waitressing were friendly, offered conversation, and when we checked out later, wished us a safe trip.  When I mentioned this to the girl who checked us out, she said “thanks for the compliment, can you believe it in Gallup?”  She knew as I did, things were changing, and how much a smile could mean on the road.  So much is said about breakfast being the most important meal of the day nutrition wise, we neglect to see how  it sets the tone for the day.  Miss your latte, Uncle Grumpy is with you all day.  In a rush and miss it altogether, your day is spent rushing, never quite catching up.  But start off with a good breakfast, my wife has recently gotten me hooked on breakfast sandwiches, add in a smile and good service, and your day starts out brighter, even at home.  Never underestimate the power of a smile and courtesy, and how it can be passed on during the day.  But it all starts with you, and how you wake up.  Either “good Lord it’s morning,” or “Good morning Lord.”  Your choice, bet you didn’t know just how important breakfast really was?

Our walk with Jesus can be the same way.  Once we are saved, we will have mornings where everyone else wished we stayed in bed, our witness slipping, but God still with us.  Some will put on their religious face, reading a Bible hurriedly, maintaining their unbroken streak of Bible reading, yet getting nothing out of it. Other than late.  When first saved I learned an important lesson about worship, and how it was all about Jesus, and when directed by the holy spirit, it had value and added to our relationship.  I had to be at work every morning at 830 am when they opened, and we always took time with God first before leaving the house.  Many times I was late in leaving, after 830 am, but was never late.  No matter the traffic, the time, or the attitude, we always gave God his time with us, and I was never late.  Never punched in after 830 am, seeing a part of God who identifies himself as the great I am.  We gave him the honor, not the rote devotion or prayer time, never hurried, and like Jesus, I was never late.  Seems when God says seek ye first the kingdom of God, he truly does add all things unto it, including time.  It is not the quantity of time or discipline of time spent with God, if it has become a religious exercise you gain nothing, but when really seeking him and putting him first, he honors that time.  At home, on the road, even in Gallup.  Never underestimate the value of a good breakfast, some may only eat for nutrition, the rest of us eat with the Lord.  A time of communion, a time when Jesus asked his disciples to remember him, what do you consider at breakfast?  Or better yet, who?

It took many hours for Jesus to feed the 5000, but no time to prepare it.  Like his first miracle of changing water into heavenly wine, it wasn’t about the time or the process, it was all about him.  Today consider when he asked “why do you call me Lord, but fail to do the things I ask?”  He isn’t giving you a list of chores, but wanting you to include him in your day.  He wants to spend time with you, and like the John Fischer song says “love him in the morning when you see the sun arising, love him in the evening cause he took you through the day, and in the in between times when you feel the pressures coming, remember that he loves you and promises to say with you.”  Spending too much time considering the things of God when you should be considering him?  Take a break and include Jesus, let his spirit comfort you.  No high octane coffee, to give you a boost, let his spirit rise in you.  And when you feel the pressures rising, remember that he loves you.  Time well spent, where will you find the time to do it?  God made time for you, could you not stay awake just one more hour?  Breakfast is served.....who serves you and who you serve will make all the difference.  Waking up with Jesus will always be the most important meal of the day.  Let’s pray...

love with compassion,

Mike

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