Reset

Jenny and I are tucked away from the world. It’s a wonderful feeling. My iPhone is sitting on my bedroom bookshelf back home, enjoying the “off” position. And my brain is relishing the rare state of doing nothing. No demands, no questions, no missions. Just answering How long do I want to sleep? And Where do I want to eat?

I just finished a wild, gritty sci-fi novel by Marko Kloos (my “candy” / Warning: language), and halfway through Culture of Honor by Danny Silk (my “meat”).

Excited for our marriage’s new commitment to the Seven Policy: a date night every seven days, an overnight every seven weeks, and a vacation every seven months. This is on top of getting away with our four minions during the summer.

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Redline Conference 2013

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Here are a few images captured during Redline Conference this weekend. For those of us fortunate enough to have been there, our lives will never be the same because of King Jesus.

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Behind Every Soul

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Behind every soul is a person. And behind every person coming to the moment of surrendering their heart to the lordship of Jesus is someone who’s prepared the ground.

I’m so proud of this team pictured above.

Today at New Life, we had 1,300 people come through our doors, and more people flooding the front during the altar calls for salvation and renewal than I could count [below].

Behind every life that was effected, I’m sure there have been years of prayer and multiple God-instances that brought them to this day.

But there was also this group of people. This group of actors, musicians, tech team, and department heads. And there are even more people not even shown here; this small group is a cross-section of 280 volunteers!

The point is that whenever any of our lives are touched in some way, including my own, there are people behind the scenes, who may not get any glory this side of heaven, who are responsible.

Volunteer in your church: from café worker to usher to cleaner to signer, you’ll be serving countless lives into eternal life.

Happy Easter. He is risen!

All for King Jesus,

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[Photo by Tony Hayner]

Two New TV Ads from New Life Media

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Very proud of two new television ads that New Life Media just put together for two of our clients. I love being able to make beautiful things for our clients, and change peoples’ perception of our region. Second-rate is not acceptable, and cultures that value beauty value life. If something is worth doing, it’s worth doing with excellence, and such simple, Kingdom fundamentals should show in everything we do, whether we’re serving the Church or serving secular companies.

Craftsmanship counts.

A big thanks to Jason Clement, Clarissa Collins, David Seaman and all our support staff. Great job, team!

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Inn Ministries: How $25 Changed Our Lives

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I’m writing this from the kitchen table inside one of The Inn’s guest homes here in San Cristobel, Guatemala. Tucked away in the mountains, a cool evening breeze is wafting through the windows, which are continually left open; a light rain is falling outside, accented by spats of lighting and rolling thunder; and the smell of fresh flowers and fried plantains is filling the house. All of these sensations are highlighting the extreme emotional tensions that surround this beautiful ministry compound, both a school and a church.

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The large majority of the children in this village live in poverty. They’ve also likely been sexually abused by members of their own families; adolescent boys are encouraged to engage with prostitues, while adolescent girls are abused by male relatives. The tragedy is enough to break even the most calloused heart. Looking at the beauty of these faces makes any warm-blooded human wonder how anyone could endorse such atrocities.

But there is hope for San Cristóbal.

20130323-075301.jpgIn the early 1990′s, God gave a man and his wife an amazing vision to bring life to a dark village, steeped in Mayan witchcraft and suffering from neglect. Michael & LaTonya Lewis have given their lives (and in a few cases, almost lost them entirely) to bring the love and light of Jesus to these beautiful people. Twenty years later, what used to be swamp-land is now a school, known as the most prestigious education in the region, with a reach into the public school system which is unprecedented. Likewise, their church is busy meeting the spiritual needs of their village. It’s truly a remarkable work.

20130323-075251.jpgOver the last two days, Jennifer and I have been able to meet all three of our sponsor children: Cristian, Katerine and Hugo. And as much as we’re told our lives have impacted theirs, the diametric opposite is true: our lives have been radically altered by them. To hug these children is to touch the heart of the Father. They are genuine, sincere, warm and full of life. And they love unconditionally. They have less than I’ve ever had, yet carry more joy than I think I ever will. They are three of my heros.

Our finances go directly to affording our Inn Kids the highest quality education in the region, hosted by an outstanding faculty of born again Christians (both indigenous and foreign) who are professionals in their own right. This means they not only get ahead intellectually, and therefore culturally, but also spiritually, as the Gospel is a part of their life-curriculum.

20130323-075333.jpgJennifer and I are asking you to sponsor at least one child. Your cost is $25.00 USD per month; your benefit is immeasurable. Because you’re literally changing a human life, and affecting an entire people group, as these children grow up to be leaders in their region, sharing the light, love and life of Christ with others.

Please prayerfully consider our request, and ask the Holy Spirit how many children he wants you to support, then contact Inn Ministries’ child sponsorship division today. They’ll help you select your child, and walk you through the process. When you’re finished, please leave a comment back here and let us know the first name of your child so we can be praying for them with you.

And if you ever want to come down to serve and meet your little guy or little girl, you’re always welcome. But just be prepared: that $25 dollars will change your life.

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Guat.Hop

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Our hop over to Guatemala has been eye-opening, heart-breaking and awe-inspiring.

Beautiful people.

Breathtaking country.

Rich history.

Gut-wrenching abuse.

Life-long Christ-commitment.

Sacrificial love.

Today, Pastor Joseph Gilchrist and I had the unprecedented honor of sharing Biblical truths on sex with one-thousand public high school students. The Superintendant of Schools allowed 3 grades to fill a local church in San Cristobel 3 times.

Jennifer sang over them, and Joseph and I presented God’s life-altering perspectives on sexuality and purity. It was a rare privilege, when we get to do one more time tomorrow!

Here are some pics from today, as well as from our time in Antigua and Guatemala City.

Enjoy!

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Sitting On Top of The World

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For who do you know that really knows you, knows your heart? And even if they did, is there anything they would discover in you that you could take credit for? Isn’t everything you have and everything you are sheer gifts from God? So what’s the point of all this comparing and competing? You already have all you need. You already have more access to God than you can handle. Without bringing either Apollos or me into it, you’re sitting on top of the world—at least God’s world—and we’re right there, sitting alongside you!

-Paul to the church in Corinth, Greece
1 Corinthians 4:7-8 MSG

I suppose there are at least a few of you wondering what I might say post-China. And even if you aren’t, I am. Perhaps I’ve been reticent to write anything because I’m not exactly sure what to say or where to start. At least not on a profound level.

China is hard to articulate, simply because there’s so much of it. So much to see. So many people. Digesting it all takes a while. Spiritually. Politically. Emotionally.

But I think the one thing that stands out to me the most–and perhaps a good starting point for debriefing any journey–is simply recognizing how blessed I am.

(Is it so self-centered to describe another nation firstly based on what mine affords me?)

I have so much. Because it’s been given to me. I’m sitting on top of the world. And I have the whole world to give away.

I’m admiring cleanness, and the effort it takes to create it, in a new way. I’m appreciating space in a new way. And I’m savoring freedom in a new way.

Thankfulness for the insignificant grants us permission to offer the significant to others with humility.

I’m endeavoring to dedicate myself to be counted among the most grateful people I know. I think this is a noble and worthy pursuit. I have a long way to go, but I’m growing evermore convinced that it’s the only way to adequately suppress pride, and likewise activate the childlike wonder of loving life and loving God.

Post-China begins with taking account of everything I’ve been blessed with, and critically asking myself how I’m using all of my faculties to serve others for the sake of the Gospel.

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China Bound

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Tomorrow morning at 3:30am, I begin the long voyage to China. I’m excited to see a new land, one which I’ve read so much about. But I’m sad to be leaving my family, and will miss deeply.

For the interests of security, my mission will remain simply that I’m going to encourage leaders dedicated to shaping China’s future.

I’ll be back on the 24th, eager to see my wife and kids, and to share all the exciting news from the trip with those nearest me.

“Souls or I die.”

–William Carey

Thanks for lifting me and my team up.

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Free Tortured Pastor Saeed Abedini from Iranian Prison

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Like my series of articles last year on Pastor Youcef Nadarkhani, there is yet another Christian Pastor who’s been in the Iranian headlines over the last several months: Pastor Saeed Abedini.

An American citizen, married, with two children, Saeed converted from Islam to Christianity in 2000 and began planting house churches, acts the Iranian Government’s Islamic Revolutionary Court deems as “threatening the national security.” He was forcefully removed from a bus last September while working on his family’s orphanage following a trip into Pakistan. His arrest was followed by what Western authorities bemoan as a “sham trial,” and has now been served an eight-year sentence in one of Iran’s most deadly prisons. Missions group Asia Harvest is noted as reporting that some prisoners last “only a few days or weeks before they perish” in Evin Prison.

Together with his wife, Naghmeh, Pastor Saeed was active in starting around two-thousand underground house churches. Naghmeh’s last phone call with her husband on Monday came with confirmation of her husband’s violent physical and physiological torture. His phone calls are also being more heavily restricted since his January 27th verdict.

“When I heard this from my husband, I cried. It broke my heart. Behind those walls he feels helpless and relies on us to be his voice. It is so easy to feel forgotten in the walls of the prison. Please help me make sure he is never forgotten,” Naghmeh told the American Center for Law and Justice (ACLJ).

Like Yocef, Saeed is close in age to me—one year younger. Tracking these types of stories hits close to home. Not only am I reticent to endure torture (as I think anyone would), but I can’t even begin to imagine the impact imprisonment and torture on the grounds of religious bias would have on my wife, my children, and the rest of my family and friends.

But fear can not cripple us. We are called to serve, pray, organize and reach the unreached, bind up the broken and set captives free. It is our Great Commission.

Even while I prepare to leave for China next week, I realize that my own life is in jeopardy. But then again, it always has been.

I once asked Dr. Leslie James, president and founder of he William Carey School of World Missions in Durban, South Africa why he had never considered leaving South Africa (which is the most beautiful and violent country I’ve ever traveled to). His famous reply is one I carry with me to this day:

If I flee to a safe town in a safe country, I can just as easily die in a car accident as I can here of a gun shot. It makes no difference when you realize it’s only God’s hand than keeps you alive. So I would much rather live in a dangerous place with God’s favor than in a safe place without it.

So today I’m praying for God’s favor on Pastor Saeed and his family. I’m praying for souls to come to Jesus in Iran. And I’m signing the petition put forth by the ACLJ in the hopes that the current political and legal bodies of our day will help bring about Saeed’s release.

Please do the same. Then tell those you know.

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ADDITIONALLY: Read William Jepma’s article and watch the Save Saeed video he links to. Well worth it.

Appreciated

20130130-073129.jpgI try not to bring work home. I think most of us try not to, especially as parents. I avoid checking email, answering texts or phone calls, and many times I just turn my phone off altogether.

Last night, however, I got one of those calls that demanded I run upstairs and try and find a quiet room.

Eva’s room was the only one open, until I noticed she was coloring in the corner. I gave her the elaborate, frantic hand-signals that allowed her the option of leaving as I commandeered her space, but she was content to stay put.

Eventually she did have to leave to go check on a screaming brother. But in her wake she left a note:

Nice job Dad, doing your job!

Positively or negatively, when those closest to us declare something as to our virtue, it makes the crowd’s voice irrelevant. Despite whatever came from that phone call, I had just won the jackpot in my daughter’s eyes. And I took it to the bank.

If God used words to create the world and everything in it, and we are made in his image, be wise with your words today: create something meaningful in someone else.

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Protestor or Protestant

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Last week there was a Pro-Life march held in Washington, DC, where over 400,000 protestors gathered on the 40th anniversary of the Roe v. Wade ruling which legalized abortion.

And there’s good reason to be upset, as an estimated 55-million babies have been aborted in that passage of time.

Pause, and dwell on that number for a moment.

That’s 1 life plus 1 life plus 1 life, until you reach 55-million. If you could add once per second, without stopping to sleep, it would take you almost a year and a half to reach that total. So for those of us who believe life starts at conception, there’s obvious reason to be angered (amongst many other emotions).

I’m grateful that Americans, whose political institution allows such peaceful protests, feel lead to stand up for the rights of children on a national level. And for the simple sake of making it illegal to kill children, I hope such behavior sways the Supreme Court to change its ruling.

And yet, I propose that protesting may not be the best use of our time—neither might petitions, which I’ll still sign, nor campaigns, which I’ll still endorse—at least not when you consider there are far superior means of engagement to undertake.

Protestors look to enforce with laws what people, as humans, will only ever enforce with their hearts. Even if laws change to reflect the will of a populace, they by no means guarantee the submission the innermost will; for the human heart transcends the boundaries of law, surely abiding by outward action in their most noble of souls so as to remain just, but inwardly unmoved.

If it’s any consolation to individuals or groups who disagree, consider that not even God’s laws, given through Moses, were able to change the heart. It can be argued that the entire Old Testament is in fact a testament of man’s inability to abide by law, and thereby law’s inability to change the heart. So why provide law in the first place? For God, I believe, it was merely a demonstration that law (at man’s request) was never and nor will be sufficient in changing the heart.

As such, true heart change renders law, or its absence, inconsequential, other than law playing a subservient role to preserving humanity until such point as heart change might occur.

Man will always conform most wholly to what’s won his heart, not what demands his behavior.

This is why Jesus was sent, to win hearts, not reset regulations. His sacrifice did infinitely more than any laws could. And yet with his love came (and still comes) with a living set of regulations, administered by the Holy Spirit: the laws of the Kingdom. The Law of the Spirit of Life (Romans 8:2), whose mandates gain traction in a Christian’s life, holds unprecedented respect only because the heart was first won by Jesus.

So which method of pursuit is superior?

No one (least of all me) is suggesting we not speak our minds for the preservation of Biblical core values, abortion being just one example. But I can not violate other Biblical doctrines, such as the guidelines of what true love and wisdom are (pure, peaceful, long-suffering, kind, etc), simply to justify or satisfy my righteous indignation. Aside from the women we’ve counseled not to go through with abortions, or my public proclamations of its error, I’ve had amazing encounters of bypassing the raging line of Christian protestors outside abortion clinics only to have fruitful, Jesus-centered discussions inside with women who needed Jesus but did not need the Christian without.

My good friend and secretary, Rebekah Berthet, once went with a group of Christians whose church she was visiting, to protest outside an abortion clinic. Disgusted by the unbiblical tone set forth by her contemporaries, she broke ranks to join the women on the other side of the picket line.

As Rebekah engaged in dialog with one pregnant woman, the lady tellingly said, “If that’s really Jesus over there, I want nothing to do with him.”

“That’s nothing like the Jesus I know,” replied Bekah, and was able to minister Christ’s love to the woman with profound depth.

My challenge to you, my reader, is don’t take the easy way out. Anyone can hold a sign. Anyone can shout. But it takes a person of superior caliber to creatively minister to a life. By example, over time, with consistency, patience and hard work. Yes, most times it takes longer, but in kind await the benefits.

If 400,000 protesting Christians were to put equal, if not more energy into each winning one soul to Christ as they do organizing their marches (which those 400,000 very well may have), I estimate the affects to be far more beneficial in the scope of ending abortion. For the soul you win may not be struggling with having an abortion, but a person they know just might be. The effects of the Kingdom at work in the open heart are wide-reaching and countless.

Win their hearts and you win the world.

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Let’s Get Dirty Again: Whipworms, Coffee and Kindness

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Have you ever tried to do something nice, and despite your best efforts, it backfired?

Two days ago I was exchanging a faulty vehicle battery at Wal-Mart. Ignoring the unusually long lines of [endeavors to be kind] uncharitable Americans, the
young supervisor, Luke, did his best to maintain his composure and attend to the myriad of needs thrown at him and his team.

During my two trips through the lines to the counter, I heard him make reference to “not having [his] coffee yet.” So as I finished up my exchange and passed by the in-store Dunkin’ Donuts near the exit, I did what I think any other charitable American would have done: I spent $1.97 to buy the guy a medium coffee, and threw some cream and sugar in a bag with stirring sticks and a napkin.

“I’m sorry, I can’t take that sir,” Luke said as I set the coffee down on the service desk counter.

I gawked, repeating his line back to him.

“Yes, I can’t take that.”

I was shocked. Of course, I know what he meant: corporate policy. They’re everywhere. But still, I was shocked.

Luke wanted the coffee, I know he did. He mentioned wanting coffee at least four times while I was in line. But why couldn’t he take it? Most likely because of the dangerous mix of trial lawyers and a litigation-prone populace.

I know how it happened. Maybe not the particular case, but it’s what we all might expect. Somewhere in the not-too-distant past a Wal-Mart employee got caught eating on the job and someone complained; maybe a customer tried to bribe an employee with a gift; maybe someone tried to subversively harm a worker; or maybe it was the all-too-classic “scalding hot coffee” lawsuit epidemic. Whatever the case may be, this Wal-Mart employee could not take a gift from a satisfied customer because of policy.

And 100-years ago? What would Luke have said had I offered the same cup of coffee on a similar -6°F day in the corner market?

“Thanks, Me. Hopper. I really appreciate this. Made my day.”

Now maybe Wal-Mart’s policy is nothing more than they don’t want employees drinking coffee while on the clock. As a business owner, we have similar policies. But I suspect it’s far worse, because Luke could have tucked the styrofoam cup away for later. The reality is, most likely, that previous litigation and millions of dollars in court has forced Wal-Mart to create corporate policies which not only eliminate the negative, fringe incidents, but also the numerous positive ones.

I just read a fascinating article this week on the advances that scientists are finding with using whipworms (Trichuris suis ova) to treat Autism. Yes, Albert Einstein College is actually prescribing that patients ingest pills of aggressive worm larva which naturally attack certain autoimmune diseases. I know, that reads more like an 1864 prescription of using leeches to clean wounds than it does a 2013, first-world medical treatment. But it’s true.

And why do these critters attack the symptoms of Autism? Because some scientists now believe one of the main onsets of Autism and a host of other autoimmune diseases (if not all of them) may be that we’re not dirty enough.

We’re sick because we’re too clean.

I’ve heard this type of premise brought up around the use of anti-bacterial soap before. But Autism?

And possibly a lack of kindness.

The strangest thing to me, and why I felt so let down, is that a policy designed to guard against litigation (or merely to preserve the look of professionalism) actually disallowed me from engaging in kindness.

Policy, if not overseen by a person, will usually always miss the point.

So what did I do with Luke’s coffee? The only thing I can think of.

I turned around and held up the drink. Before the words, “Anyone want a free cup of coffee?” were out of my mouth, a dad with his son raised his hand with a smile.

“I’ll take it!” he said.

He was happy, I was happy…but slightly let down.

The way we attack well-meaning but corrupt policies, whether private or public, is by introducing whipworms. Because while Wal-Mart may have kept me from delivering the coffee, they couldn’t stop me from actually being kind. Though Luke wasn’t the recipient of coffee that day, he was the recipient of kindness, and I know it affected him; the dad who got the coffee also benefited from my kindness; and the line of shoppers behind us were also affected, probably as surprised as I was.

If our attitudes are focused on blessing and not cursing, and overcoming the inferior with the superior, than resistance to virtues only results in a proliferation of their effects. Essentially, efforts to thwart goodness always backfire. It’s a principle of God’s Kingdom.

Wayward policies, as well as diseases, should never rule the day. While they may prevent instances, they are incapable of changing motives.

So when your motives seem thwarted by opposition, do exactly what God did, and descend into the needy lives around you. Get dirty.

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