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Code Talkers

Legacy Fellowship is not quite big enough to support a paid staff so we all volunteer our time and work full-time jobs as well.  I sell home and commercial security systems for a large company.  Safety and the feeling it provides is priceless (of course, if you live in the Austin area and you email me, I can provide it quite reasonably).

 

My Dad is a retired Houston Police Officer of 22 years.  His idea of home security is a little different.  He gave me a home security system last week in the form of a 4” blue steel Ruger GP-100 .357 Magnum.

 

So, I was cleaning my new home security device and I thought, “You know, it would be kind of cool if someone called me while I am cleaning my gun and asked me what I am doing.”  About two minutes later Chad called me and asked, “Hey man, what are you doing?”

 

“Cleaning my gun,” I exclaimed.

 

“Cleaning your gun?”

 

“Yes, cleaning my gun.”

 

Rebecca (Chad’s wife), sounding somewhat concerned, somewhat sarcastic, asks, “Uhhh, do you need to call him back?” 

 

I reply, “What?  No, it’s cool.  I have you on speaker.”

 

“Oh, so ‘cleaning my gun’ isn’t code for something else then?”

 

“No, but that would have be a good one.”

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I am almost Peter Parker
September 19, 2008, 8:52 pm
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Earlier today, Cheri came at me as if my head were a fly and she was Daniel Larusso with a set of chopsticks.  Apparently, I had a spider crawling in my goatee.  She probably saved my life today because I’m pretty sure it was a Black Widow.  She showed no fear in the face of death and I owe her big time.

 

Wife who catch spider on husband face shop for anything.

 

Thanks Honey, I love you.



I Feel the Need. The Need for Kripsy Kreme. And so did Tony.
September 6, 2008, 10:25 pm
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The staff of Legacy Fellowship is a completely volunteer staff.  Yes, completely.  That means even our Lead Pastor, Tony.  Though the jury is still out on just how hard he actually has to work at his real job, I mean, some of us even think he might be in the mafia.  Come on; Tony Chimento, Tony Soprano?  Need I say more?  But seriously, he works a full-time job, has a family (with a TEENAGER!) and pastors our church.  That is a lot of work.  My Houston Texans’ hat is off too you.

 

So a handful of the members and staff were up at the church today to help move some furniture around and clean up.  Tony mentioned something referencing how we used to bring in Krispy Kreme donuts for Sunday morning services.  I say, “used to” because money has been a little tight and we are still trying to get things finished at the building so lately members have been bringing the donuts.  However, nobody lives by Krispy Kreme and Tony apparently had an itch to scratch this morning.  He said he really missed getting his Krispy Kreme every week.

 

Cheri and I decided to have dinner this evening and afterwards we would get desert; Krispy Kreme.  The light was on (if you are familiar with KK you know what I mean) so we got our hot one and a dozen of glazed and chocolate dipped.  We stopped by the Chimento home to bless them with the iced decadence but we didn’t just drop them off.  No sir, we couldn’t pass up and opportunity to let Tony break bread with his disciples.  That would have been selfish of us. 

 

If was a good night of yummylicious donut eating and chatting but I am glad we got to bless them finally.  Thanks guys.

 

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Pride
August 29, 2008, 9:45 am
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Pride is one of the most destructive forces on the planet.  I am not talking about being proud of your child when he hits a home run.  I am not talking about a pride of lions either, though I imagine said pride could be quit destructive as well given the right circumstances.  I digress.  What I am talking about is pride in one’s self.  Dictionary.com (one of my favorite websites ever) defines the noun pride as the following (most applicable definitions in red):

           

1.

a high or inordinate opinion of one’s own dignity, importance, merit, or superiority, whether as cherished in the mind or as displayed in bearing, conduct, etc.

 

2.

the state or feeling of being proud.

 

3.

a becoming or dignified sense of what is due to oneself or one’s position or character; self-respect; self-esteem.

 

4.

pleasure or satisfaction taken in something done by or belonging to oneself or believed to reflect credit upon oneself

 

5.

something that causes a person or persons to be proud

 

6.

the best of a group, class, society, etc.

 

7.

the most flourishing state or period

 

8.

mettle in a horse.

 

9.

Literary

. splendor, magnificence, or pomp.

 

10.

a group of lions.

 

11.

sexual desire, esp. in a female animal.

 

12.

ornament or adornment.

 

What makes anyone think they are better or more deserving than someone else?  Pride and pride alone.  I don’t care if you are a world-class, gold medal winning athlete that is a member of Mensa International and president of the PTA, you are not better or more deserving than the person serving you your pretentious grande, non-fat, mint chip, chai, mocha latte…with extra whipped cream.  We are all human beings, born imperfect and sinful.  We all need grace and we all need our Savior, Jesus Christ. 

 

My pride has been raging full tilt the last couple of days.  I have used the fact that I just had surgery, I haven’t sleep much in two weeks and I am constantly in pain as an excuse to think I am more deserving of grace and leniency from my wife than usual.  I reached the end of Cheri’s grace rope last night. 

 

I am tired.  I hurt all day long.  Yesterday just flat out sucked and Cheri did something that kind of annoyed me.  Because my nerves are currently taking up residence on my epidermis I let this…how do I put this delicately…excuse the vernacular but, piss me off.  I was a total jerk.  I didn’t yell or cuss or scream or anything like that.  I just didn’t talk.  I had a little pity party all night.  I fell asleep watching Alton Brown and Cheri went to bed without waking me or saying goodnight.  That is very unusual. 

So this morning I had to make the call.  I had to say I was sorry, and I was.  I am.  I let my pride ruin an entire evening with my loving wife, dare I say, the pride of my life.  The words didn’t come out easily, what with me swallowing while trying to apologize, but they did come out.  She forgave me as she is so apt to do.  Did I deserve it?  No, but that is what grace is all about. 

 

Maybe one of these days I will have the chance to show her a little grace.  Probably not.  That’s the problem with living with a saint.

Ecclesiastes 7:8-9 The end of a matter is better than its beginning, and patience is better than pride.  Do not be quickly provoked in your spirit, for anger resides in the lap of fools.

 

 



I love my wife
August 21, 2008, 11:28 am
Filed under: Family, Funny Stories, Funny Stuff, Marriage, Relationships

So I was told that immediately after surgery, in an anesthesia-induced stupor, I loving asked for my wife.  I don’t remember it but I guess that’s kind of sweet right?  I mean, I wanted to see my wife after having had been poked, prodded, cut, lassoed and tied up. 

 

How did I ask for my wife, you ask?  I simply said what every blue-blooded American male would say if he were in my position.  I asked, “Where is my woman?”

 

I must have wanted my dinner.  J



New Opportunity
August 20, 2008, 11:29 am
Filed under: Ministry, Prayer, Relationships, Religion

It is official; I am no longer the Youth Pastor of Legacy Fellowship.  Well, it’s not official until the first of the month, I guess.  I am finishing up the month as the Youth Pastor and then Tony, the Lead Pastor at Legacy is going to take it over until someone new is appointed.  Tony is a long-time youth guy and I know he will do a lot better than I ever did at the position.

 

So, how did I come to this?  Was I fired?  Did I quit?  Well, God did it.  My wife and I have been feeling for a long time that we were just not in the right position.  It was a grind for us to do anything associated with ministry because we were trudging in a ministry that was no longer our calling.  I believe we were called to the ministry and we were supposed to serve in that capacity for a season.  The season is now coming to an end.  Tony knew it too.

 

It came up in conversation when Cheri and I were having dinner over at Tony and Kandy’s.  We were just talking and as the layers were pealed back (like an onion, we have many) I decided I would come forth and be completely honest.  I told him I didn’t feel like we were supposed to be doing youth ministry anymore.  I also explained that I was certain I knew where we should be serving but that the position wasn’t really a high priority at this time. 

 

After we all talked and gave feedback it was decided that we would move into a new position.  Apparently, Tony didn’t share the same opinion about it not being a high priority and new Cheri and I are the Connections Pastors at Legacy.

 

What is a Connections Pastor, you ask?  We are going to be in charge of the Usher Team, the Reception Team (we will have one soon or this may fall under Hospitality), Living Rooms (Legacy’s small groups), Men’s Ministry, Prayer Ministry and Legacy Athletics (yeah, that’s coming after I heal up a bit).  Cheri and I will share in responsibilities of Living Rooms, Reception and Athletics.  I will head the Men’s Ministry and Usher Team and Cheri will head the Prayer Ministry.  I can’t wait to see how it all works out and I can’t wait to see who God brings along to fill the many spots we will have on these ministry teams. 

 

I also can’t wait until God appoints the next Youth Pastor.  As excited as I am to be moving forward in my new area of ministry I can’t help but feel a bit down about leaving the youth.  We weren’t complete failures, I guess.  We just weren’t the right fit.  I am praying now for the next person to be the perfect fit for our church and for our youth.



I will not be disaffected
August 6, 2008, 7:37 am
Filed under: Daily Living, Faith, Jesus, Ministry, Prayer, Relationships, Religion

I have been thinking a lot about the disaffectedness of people these days.  It is really weighing on my heart this morning for some reason. 

 

I have talked with a lot of people who are content to go through this world and not touch anyone in it.  They say things like, “they can do whatever they want as long as it doesn’t affect me”, or “I can’t do anything about it so why should I care?”  I think attitudes like that are a major problem with the world today.  It seems there are so few people out there that care anything about anyone other than themselves.

 

It is my heart’s desire to help people.  I want to give my time and my resources to bless others so that they might bless someone else in return.  That, my friends, is the best way for people to see God in this world, through us.  I am not always perfect, in fact, I rarely am even very good when it comes to this.  However, I try to tell myself that my body and my money and my things are not my own, they are God’s.  If He wants me to share them with someone I will do my best to comply.  It’s when my best isn’t good enough that I have to pray that the Holy Spirit will work through me.  Otherwise, look out for a disaffected stare and a cold shoulder.

 

Thank God for His Holy Spirit.  Thank God for grace.