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This past week, I was preparing for a message that I was giving on Sunday night; and a prayer from Jacob really hit me.  The prayer’s context is pretty important.  Jacob was a sneaky, sneaky guy.  Earlier in his life, he was the kind of person who would sell a dead parakeet to a blind kid.  One of his antics got him in a ton of hot water: stealing his father’s blessing from his brother, Esau.  When Esau found out that Jacob had stolen his father’s blessing by tricking his dad, he intended to kill his brother.  So…Jacob, being the smart kid that he was, bolted from his home to spend many years as a fugitive– in fear of Esau’s wrath.

Maybe he would have stayed away for his whole life.  Who knows?  There’s was just one wrinkle in this whole story.  Jacob was the grandson of Abraham.  Since he was, this meant that he was the heir of the promise that was given to his grandfather, namely that he would be the father of a “great nation” and prosper in the Promised Land.

According to God, living like a fugitive was not the plan.  God promised Jacob that, if he returned, he wouldn’t die.  God’s promise would endure– in spite of Jacob’s bad behavior.

This prayer comes up right before Jacob is about to dip his toe back into the pool of a relationship with Esau.  After years of being away, Jacob was ready to go home– and hoping that Esau would literally bury the hatchet.

Here’s the prayer (with some stuff left out for focus):

“O God…you who said to me, ‘Go back to your country and your relatives, and I will make you prosper,’…Save me, I pray from the hand of my brother Esau, for I am afraid he will come and attack me…But You have said, ‘I will surely make you prosper and will make your descendants like the sand of the sea, which cannot be counted.”

Let me pull out stuff from this awesome, real prayer.

1. Jacob goes to God with his problem.  Do we model this in our home?  Where do we take our problems?

2. Jacob knows what God has promised.  Do we know God’s promises?  Kind of hard to know if we’re not reading His Word.

3. Jacob is totally real about how he’s feeling.  Yes, Jacob knows that God has said he will not die– but he doesn’t feel it; and he’s being honest before God about those raw (very understandable) feelings.

4. Jacob falls back on God’s promise, in the end.  Jacob’s prayer doesn’t end with his feelings.  Instead, he goes back to God’s promises.

How do we model prayers to teenagers?  If we skip step two and four, we’re just praying through our feelings– with no knowledge of God.  If we skip step three, though, we’re never really laying our hearts before God.  So, how can we model this kind of promise-motivated vulnerability to the next generation?


 

 

 

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This past Tuesday was a huge milestone for my little girl.  As my wife is working on her degree from Fresno Pacific, we decided that it would be good for Evie (and mom) to drop her off for a couple of half-days each week at our church’s child care center.

As a dad, I think I was proud of how easily Evie adjusted to this big change in her life.  It didn’t hurt that she was pretty familiar with the basic environment from going to church every Sunday.  She had already met some of her teachers, and we know that our childcare is “orange” and really trying to partner with families!  So, yeah, it was a no-brainer (in one sense).

On the other hand, it was hard.  It’s just hard to let go.  I think sometimes we forget that we’re not raising little Rapunzels to live in a tower or Quasimodos to live in our cathedrals– that, at some point, we have to let our princesses and princes experience the world.  How can Evie become a follower of Jesus if we lock her up in our home!

I’m thankful for the Child Care Center, though, for walking with us through this experience.  One of her teachers even texted us a picture of Evie eating lunch, so we didn’t have to worry.  When I picked her up on Thursday afternoon, she was sitting on the floor, in the lap of another teacher, reading a book with her monkey.  She was happy, and it made me happy.  She even told me, “She likes it when I sing to her.”  I love to think that someone else is singing to my baby as well.

Oh, and I’m not going to lie– I definitely “checked in on her” (being that I was right next door).  She’s adjusting to life with other people her age.  Boys.  Girls.  Nap time.  A different routine.

And, well, let’s face it– so are me and mommy.  A different routine.  But isn’t that name of the game with parenting?  I mean, just when you have one aspect nailed down, God presents new challenges.  I was reading in my Bible the other day, and some ideas came up (that seemed to be relevant to this).

Jesus is the Author of everything (including Evie, lasagna, sleep, the Doodlebops and sippy cups).  He is the Sustainer of everything as well (meaning God holds together my little one’s heart).  He is the End of everything (the reason Evie exists).  It won’t be long before she’s up at bat to glorify Him.  I want her to learn how to navigate life on her own, and I think a little socialization and figuring things out won’t hurt her in that process.

So, this week was a big step in that direction!  She’s charging ahead, and I’m excited to watch her grow up into it!


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Recently, my wife and I did something we rarely do.  We went to go see a movie.  A movie like “The Hobbit” will definitely draw me out of my normal balking about movie prices, “we have a one-year-old” excuses, and general distaste for what comes out these days.  I’m a huge Middle Earth fan (as is my wife), so it was a no-brainer that this had to be the first movie we went out to see since having Evie.

So, we lined up one of our friends to babysit; and we were off to see the wizard (Gandalf, that is) and the amazing tale of Bilbo and more dwarves than Snow White has ever seen.  First off, I really liked the movie and thought that Peter Jackson did a good job of creating some background and motivation for certain characters that just isn’t there in Tolkien’s book.  One aspect that was tweaked a little bit was the dwarves motivation for raiding the Lonely Mountain to take on the evil dragon, Smaug.

In the book, it seems like the dwarves are only concerned with getting rich off of the gold that Smaug stole and is guarding.  But, the movie really emphasizes this idea that the dwarves are essentially homeless wanderers because of Smaug.  He destroyed their kingdom (in the Lonely Mountain) and plopped down on their gold, basically bullying the dwarves out of their home.

There is a key scene that got me thinking about youth ministry (well, any ministry for that matter).  In it, Thorin (the leader of the dwarves) challenges Bilbo (a hobbit) as to why he doesn’t just leave this difficult quest and go home to his comfy home in the Shire.  Bilbo responds that it is exactly because he has a home that he wants to stick with the dwarves.  Because he knows what home is like, he wants to aid the dwarves in having that feeling of home.

In the movie, the dwarves are rough and grumbly because of sixty years of wandering (ok, and maybe just some due to dwarvishness).  And maybe that’s exactly why teenagers can be rough and grumbly, that classic “angst.”  Yeah, I’m sure some of it is just par for the course (because it’s just teenageness); but I think part of it is because our teens just don’t know the feeling of home.

I see teenagers pretending to be something they’re not all the time, trying to impress whomever they can to get attention that they crave, pouring all their emotions into love interests, trying on new personalities and points of view, and generally demonstrating the behavior of wandering souls.

And that is precisely why, as a youth leader, I am staying on this quest.  I know what home in a relationship with Jesus feels like (being where I’m supposed to be, what I’m supposed to be, and with whom I’m supposed to live life)– and I want to share that with these dwarves…I mean teens.

We all need home.


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My family and I went on a trip to Disneyland for Christmas this year.  Over the next few weeks, I’m going to share a series of thoughts from the trip.

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Here’s thought number two:

Vacation gets a bad rap, but it’s worth it.

It’s always going to cost money to go places.  It’s never going to make sense.  And, yeah, traveling through the Grapevine or driving through LA traffic can cause tension; but I want to make vacation a priority.  It’s just a part of creating a rhythm in my own home.  I want Evie and Mary Kate to know that they’re important to me.

So, even though I’m terminally cheap and kind of lazy, I realized that this vacation thing has to be a part of Evie’s childhood.  We will always remember the moments that we had together.  I think of the sappy song that Disney uses in their commercials, “You and me, together, forever.”  I was thinking to myself, “Evie at fourteen months. Now showing for a limited time.”  Might as well take advantage of this time when she thinks Minnie is real and she actually wants to be held by her daddy.

I never went to Disney World when I was a kid.  I did go on a couple of vacations, but I didn’t feel like it was a rhythmic part of my life.  Some years we went (which was awesome); some years we didn’t.  I used to envy families who prioritized vacation.

Then a weird thing happened: as I was trying to figure out what following Jesus looked like, I started to equate vacations with “excess” and somehow spiritualized not taking a vacation (as if real Christians can’t spend money on fun with their family).  As with anything, I think we can take things too far.  First things first, followers of Jesus should at least tithe to their local church; so you’re think about your vacation budget with the other 90% of your money.  [I think a lot of people do vacation (a great thing) above tithing (a way more important thing), so we do need to check our priorities.]  But, after that, why wouldn’t you invest in memories with your family?

I think of all the “stuff” I could buy Evie, and I found that nothing can replace the time in a magical place for children like Disney Land.  I remember thinking a few months ago while on vacation with my in-laws.  I was thankful that they were paying our way to have this experience; but, simultaneously, I was thinking, “Self, why can’t I prioritize doing this with MK and Evie?”  I know we could have done the more logical thing and made more progress in reducing our debt instead of going on this trip, but I made a judgment call: that can wait– these moments won’t.  We went.

How do you prioritize vacations in your family?  I guess the conversation is somewhat appropriate considering that you could start saving now…


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I had one of those good phone calls recently.  As a youth pastor, there are definitely phone calls you dread, Facebook statuses that make you cringe, and emails that get your heart racing.  But, once in a blue moon, you get a really cool phone call that puts the other stuff into perspective.

A “kid” called me after me not hearing from him for ten years.

This was a kid that I always felt bittersweet about.  In one sense, I was proud of the fact that I had invested in him, sharing the Gospel, sharing how to have a relationship with Jesus, etc.  This was a kind-hearted kid who I’d spend a lot of time with, wrestling with life and faith.  In another sense, though (and this is probably compounded by there being no social networking ten years ago), I was very sad that we had lost touch.  He slipped out of my life when I was a young 24-year-old youth pastor, and I hadn’t talked to him since.  Since then, I’ve moved to California from North Carolina.  Seriously, what were the odds we’d ever talk again?

Yet it happened.  And it was cool.

Reconnecting was fun.  It was cool to hear that he was reconnecting to church because HIS KIDS (geez, am I getting this old?) were dragging him to church on Sunday morning.  ”Daddy, we have to go to church!”  Love it.  It’s awesome to hear that he’s going to be getting into a small group where he can grow in his faith.  Awesome, awesome, awesome.

I got to pray with him on the phone, knowing that this wouldn’t be the last conversation we have.  It’s amazing to think that he is now a veteran dad (with an eight-year-old and a four-year-old, I think), and I have much to learn from him.

This “kid” (who is now 27-years-old and a dad!) reminded me that sometimes we need to realize that God is writing a story with our lives.  And, yeah, sometimes there are some chapters that make us wonder what’s going on; but some of us with short-term gratification issues (most of us youth pastors and parents, more than likely) need to realize that there is a longer story that God is writing.

I’m excited to hear about this young man as he continues to grow in his faith and becomes an instrumental part of his children’s faith.  His story encourages me when I’m discouraged.  When students slip out the backdoor of the ministry I’m entrusted to lead, I have to remember that, for some people, it takes time– but God IS writing a story.  And I’m sure that for parents who are struggling with a teenager who’s just not “feeling church” right now, it could be an encouragement too.

Sometimes things take time.  Ten years maybe.  Maybe more.  In the end, though, the only thing that matters is a person’s relationship with Jesus Christ.  This boy/man is back on track.  Amen.


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Recently I went with my wife and Evie to Disneyland. We sure packed a lot of fun experiences into a few days. Over the next few weeks, I’m going to share a series of observations from mt time there…

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My first observation is:

I always want to be the kind of dad who dances.

The family and I were at Disney California Adventure and were able to stumble upon a “Disney Dance Party.” I walked into a huge room that had a bunch of toddlers, moms, and grandparents dancing (dads sitting off to the side) along with Disney characters to songs from the Spice Girls, One Direction, and Cyndi Lauper.

Evie was rocking back and forth the moment I carried her in, and she was blown away by all the characters [Clarabelle, Marie (the cute white cat from Aristocats), Clarice (the female chipmunk), Drizella & Anastasia (Cinderella's wicked stepsisters), Abbagail (the ugly duckling), and the Queen of Hearts].

I swooped up my little girl and danced with her. Why would you pay so much money to go to Disneyland and not dance with your daughter? Dudes were off to the side losing daddy points in the comfy chairs, and it made me kind of sad. For once in my life, I was unapologetic that I knew all the words to One Direction’s, “Beautiful.”

As part of the “fighting for the heart” of our kids, we’ve got to learn to play WITH them. I don’t think I’m a hero for dancing WITH my daughter; I’m just confused about why we often squander those opportunities. Evie will only be this age, this size, thinking those Disney characters are real for so long. We’ve got to seize the day here. I looked up the Latin (and, yeah, my cousin who majored in Latin can correct me on this one), but I have a new phrase:

If carpe diem means “seize the day,” maybe a new phrase can be “carpe saltare”? Seize the dance?

Fine, I don’t know if that translates well; but you get the idea.

We have to fight for the hearts of our kids. At the end of the day, this isn’t a Hallmark card or Disney commercial sentiment. This is about nurturing that relationship so that, when you do teach your kid about Jesus and who He is, they’ll trust you because you took the time to dance. When some teenage dirtbag makes them feel worthless when they’re rejected at fourteen, they’ll talk to you because you took the time to dance. Hey, I know it won’t guarantee it; but it’s got to increase the odds somewhat. I fight for the heart of Evie through doing these things right now.

It may look different for you depending on the age and gender of your kid, but there are “dance moments” that you can choose to either sit on the sideline or dance (or throw or listen or hold or watch).

Carpe saltare. Oh, and Happy New Year!


Early, early on in my Christian walk, ever since I started going to church again, it’s been hard for me to not personalize and project a little while another couple’s little baby is being dedicated.  I’ve often thought to myself how amazing it’s going to be to have this little child up on the stage  in my arms with Mary Kate with my pastor leading us all in prayer.  And, well, this Sunday is the day for Evie, MK, and me…

Ironically, Evie and I were reading the story of Hannah in her children’s Bible this morning.  Here’s a women who prays to God that she would have a child; and, if she did, that she would dedicate him to God’s service.  I read that little story to Evie and told her, “You know, Evie, your mommy and I prayed like that for you.  You are our little miracle baby from God.”  This whole process of parenting is amazing when you stop to think about what’s going on…

I love the level of intentionality that our church is putting into this process of baby dedication.  We’re going through First Look’s “Baby Dedication” (we call it “Baby D”) curriculum with all parents who are interested in having their child dedicated.

For MK and me, it was a process of listening to some short and very inspiring parenting talks.  We were reminded to “imagine the end” with a homework assignment of writing out WHO we wanted our daughter to be when she was eighteen years old.  And, then, we needed to remember that she isn’t all of a sudden going to be that person– we’ve got to be intentional about helping her develop into that young woman.

So…what follows is my homework assignment (Orange Mom wrote her thoughts out too, but that’d be her choice if she wanted to share on here):

“18 years from now…

I want Evie to love Jesus.  I want her to love people because she knows how much God loves her.  

I want her to know that God made her and loves her and respond to His invitation to be in a relationship with Him.

I want her to discover all that God has made her to be and know how to honor God with her personality, her passions, and her gifts.

I want her to be a compassionate person– loving people freely because she knows she is freely loved.

I want her to understand the importance of simplicity, community, laughter, quiet, and love.

I want her to see relationships as an opportunity to bring people closer to her Jesus.

I want her to know how much her mommy and daddy love her and be secure in that love and look for that kind of love in her own life.”

This little process calls for MK and me to open up these little notes and read them to one another each year on her birthday.  I can imagine that this little exercise will help us steer back on course when the day-in, day-out causes us to veer off the path.  In the end, the most important thing is that Evie knows who Jesus is.

So…yeah, those are my hopes.  What hopes do you have for your little one(s)?


I’ve been having a lot of fun reading The Beginner’s Bible with Evie (who is now 11 months old).  We read one little chapter a day.  Generally, we lay on my bed; and she sits down while I read the chapter (with lots of inflection and whatnot because I did take “Performance of Children’s Literature” in college…he he he…).  Most of the time, she tries to turn the pages or eat the pages.  Most of the time, she doesn’t seem to care to much about what I’m reading.  But, two things are happening that I think is really cool:

1. She knows that Bible is hers.

For real.  Of all the books that we have (and we have some really cool ones), she really gets excited when I bring out her Bible.  I love the way her eyes light up.  Some of that comes from the extended time that I let her have just chewing on it and flipping the cover back and forth.  She knows it’s hers, though.  The tooth marks and drool stains confirm it.

2. She has expectation when she sees it.

I’m sure she associates a lot of things with the appearance of her Bible.  Daddy is going to talk to her.  Daddy is going to hold her for a long time.  Daddy is going to build a tent with the blanket to snuggle under.  Daddy is going to let her tear into it.  I’m cool with all that.  There may not be a spiritual reason in the world that Evie lights up when that Bible comes out (I mean, she doesn’t even talk yet!), but I love the fact that she lights up at her Bible.

I remember what Mary Kate (my wife) told me about the children she met on a mission trip in Kenya.  They say these words all at the same time at chapel: “This is MY Bible.  I CHERISH my Bible.”  You can see that going on in the picture that she took above.  As a youth pastor, sometimes I wish that the kids in my group of teenagers had that same kind of relationship to their Bibles– that pure sense of ownership, that pure sense of cherishing.

For Evie, this is the beginning of that ownership.

For Evie, this is the beginning of that cherishing.

You can never start too early, and I hope she never takes God’s Word for granted.


I love verses about loving your kids and investing in them.  You could probably rattle off a couple right off the top of your head (or make something up…or sprinkle in some Oprah quotes or something you read on a fortune cookie one time).

The bottom line is (and maybe this is one of the reasons that it’s easy to get an audience about parenting) that it’s easy to get people in our culture to talk about loving their kids.  This is something that is both Obama and Romney approved.  Love your kids.  Yay.

That’s why this verse with Jesus “messes with” me a little bit in Luke 14:25-27:

25 Now great crowds accompanied [Jesus], and He turned and said to them, 26 “If anyone comes to me and does not hate his own father and mother and wife and children and brothers and sisters, yes, and even his own life, he cannot be my disciple. 27 Whoever does not bear his own cross and come after me cannot be my disciple.”

This sounds so radical to me.  In a culture that does everything it can to promote child safety, focus “on” the family, and universally love family (whether it’s traditional or “modern”), this is like fingernails scratching a blackboard or a record skipping during the middle of a dance party.  It’s abrupt.  It definitely gets your attention.  But what does Jesus mean?

Does Jesus mean that we’re supposed to forego our familial commitments in order to “prove” how much we love Jesus?  Does Jesus mean that we’re supposed to give our kids a snake when they ask for a loaf of bread? Does this mean that we should just insult our spouses every chance we get?

No, no, and no.

This is a hyperbolic statement.  That’s a literary device.  It’s meant to not be taken literally and is used for emphasis or effect.  So…what’s the emphasis?  Well, the conclusion is about following Jesus with your life.  So, Jesus is emphatically saying that Jesus must be primary.  Our pastor said last week that this is a DTR with Jesus in which He is seeking to “define the relationship.”  I remember those from my younger days.  A girl corners you and asks something to the effect of, “What are we doing here?” or “Where do you see this going?”  As a guy, we try to stiff-arm that conversation and get onto where we’re going to eat.

Jesus is asking us, “What are we doing here” or “Where do you see this relationship going?”  We can put off that question; but, more than anything, it’s the most important question you can answer about your own life.  Being a great husband or wife can’t save you.  Giving your children everything you didn’t have can’t save you.  Only Jesus can save you.

So…yes, compared to my relationship with Jesus, I guess I ought to hate my beautiful wife.

And, yes, compared to my relationship with Jesus, I guess I ought to hate my bubbly little baby.

And as weird as that sounds (I almost didn’t write it for fear of being misunderstood), I know that it needs to be true.  I can’t put anything ahead of my relationship with my Savior.  He brings me life.  He brings me joy.  He enables me (through the regeneration of my heart by the Holy Spirit) to really love my wife and my daughter.

First things first.  Make it personal.


I’m so excited to be sharing about the Orange Tour. Well, even more than talking ABOUT the Orange Tour, I’m pumped about going with my TEAM (we’re going to San Jose this year!). Last year was a blast.

I went into last year feeling weighed down by a bunch of things that had been going on in my life and church. I remember feeling a little disillusioned about church and ministry. Although, on paper, I knew I was excited to be going on a trip with my awesome teammates, I don’t think I realized what was in store.

We went to the one down near Los Angeles (Glendora, if you want to be specific). Even the drive down was rewarding, since I won our team car game. :-) The first thing we did is a “Meet Me at Chick-Fil-A” close to the Tour venue. There, we were able to interact with family ministry workers from a variety of churches and hear a bunch of insights from peers about how they’re being orange (leaning into that partnership between the “yellow” church and “red” home). Also, it was great to meet with Orange thinkers like Matt McKee (who really challenged me with some ways to partner with parents), Jeremy Zach (whose enthusiasm is contagious), Stephanie Porter (who makes everything more fun), and Sue Miller (who “wrote the book” on children’s ministry). It probably could have been just that lunch at Chick-Fil-A; but, thankfully, there was more.

That night, our team took advantage of the time together to build unity through talking through some of the tough stuff that we had been dealing with as a church. This wasn’t a complaint session. Instead, it really became one of those conversations where each of us stuck his/her hand in the middle of the circle pumped because we knew what we were about and that we had each other’s backs to do what was right.

The next day was the Tour, and it was great. Reggie Joiner shared for most of the day (with a few breakouts) about the importance of what we are doing. This partnership between the church and family is so important. I wouldn’t even try to recapture what he said. I would just say that it was inspirational and informational– and I think that’s what you hope for from these kinds of things.

I don’t know what to tell you beyond that. All I know is that, as a student ministries guy, it’s really easy to concentrate solely on the kids– only talking to the parents when you “have to” (discipline issues, answering questions, or having parent meetings to launch new programs, trips, etc.) To be intentional about partnering with parents is more work. It doubles your “target groups.” But…at the same time, it’s what we are called to do. We’re called to help parents take that next step in owning the responsibilities that God has bestowed upon them as parents.

The ride back from this trip was invaluable as well, as we began to bounce ideas back and forth about implementation. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that radical things are happening in orangeness since that trip.

* Our family ministry team meets every week now to talk about our priorities and about how we can synchronize our messages.

* Our childcare center is partnering with our family ministry team on how they can be orange, better equipping the parents of preschoolers who they serve every day.

* Our youth ministry has invited parents to participate even more in our Sunday night program and taken the time to be intentional about helping them with monthly “parent cue” videos

* Our preschool ministry is revolutionizing how we do baby dedications to get our parents started off right

* Our children’s ministry team has rededicated itself to training small group leaders to understand the importance of communication with parents

* Our senior pastor did a six-week series called “Orange”– so our WHOLE CHURCH could understand what us family ministry wackos were so excited about

* This blog was born. I wanted to create a place where I could bounce ideas around to my own church family and whoever else may see this– to hammer home the importance of orange as a lifestyle.

* My baby (Evie) was born. I’m in the “parent” club now. I’ve been with the “church” folks since I gave my life to Christ; but now I wear both hats.

Raising the next generation to follow Jesus is always going to be “important but not urgent.” There will be other things that compete with this grand task. I’m glad that the Orange Tour is in place to smack some sense into church leaders; and that’s why I’m fully expecting to be blown away this year as well!

So…which one are you going to?



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