Saturday, December 12, 2015

Michael Squints Palledorous: For-ev-ver! For-ev-ver! For-ev-ver! For-ev-ver!



If the above quote means nothing to you, it means you missed one of the great classic movies, just a great family movie.  The movie is called “The Sandlot”. It’s about the misadventures of a bunch of adolescent, coming of age, boys, playing baseball everyday, never keeping score in the summer of 62, a simpler time.  One of these kids is Squints Palledorous.  Squints is a scrawny little kid with coke bottle Buddy Holly glasses.  There are many memorial scenes in the movie; but two stand out.  One is when Squints fakes drowning at the city swimming pool so he can trick the older teenage blonde life guard to perform mouth to mouth resuscitation on him. As she is performing mouth to mouth, he hugs her around the neck and plants a big kiss. They all get banned from the pool for the rest of the summer.  At the end of the movie we find out Squints married the life guard, Wendy Peffercorn and they had nine kids.  The other scene is Squints telling the overblown story about a local hermit and his dog, the beast.  As Squints relates the story “the beast” that ate up kids.  His grandpa, the police chief, ordered “the beast” to be chained up the rest of his life, “For-ev-ver” as Squints says slowly .  If you have never seen it, buy it, rent it, or stream it.  It is one you will watch several times.  It will bring back memories of growing up in simpler time.

Why do I bring this up? Well, as I was thinking about the movie and the beast being chained up forever, I was reminded of a couple things.  First of all the word forever, especially the way Squints said it.  Slowly and dragging it out and repeating it.  Forever is eternity.  And then strangely while thinking about eternity, I thought of the beasts and dragon in Revelations 13.  The first beast is the anti-christ.  The second beast is the false prophet that caused as many who would to worhip the first beast.  Finally the dragon is the the devil in revelation,  who is  chained up for a thousand years and later thrown into the lake of fire for eternity, FOREVER.

All this caused me to think about death.  I realize that I have gone from a funny movie to a subject we don’t like to think about, much less talk about.  BUT, as we come to the end of the year and as we get older we think about death more, about loved ones whom we’ve lost.  We all were born to die.  Everything, plants, animals, and man, once we experience birth, life, it is promised that we will experience death.  We are told in scripture: it is appointed unto men once to die, after this the judgment”.  We often pretend that if we ignore it, death will go away; sort of like when someone cuts in front of you and does not look at you, it’s not really happening.  As we get older, we see death more often. Death of our piers and parents is inevitable.   When it is the death of someone we know who has has accepted Christ as Savior, we have sadness but peace.  When it is the death of someone who has not accepted Christ as Savior, it is like there is a big elephant in the room’ and, if we don’t acknowledge it, it does not seem so bad.  These are the funerals that I dread to attend.

Some of you are thinking right now.  Wow! I never saw that coming!  From “Sandlot” to death.  Well even the “Sandlot” came to an end.  Summer of 62 ended.  Some kids moved away.  It never was the same again. 

Sort of like when you head to your car after the lunch after the funeral.  Carrying a memorial bouquet, and left over food, you pack up the car.  Say thanks to the people who came to share your grief.  Shake the hand of the funeral personal.  You’ve cried.  You’ve shared memories!  Depending on whether the loved one knew Christ, you find solace and comfort, either in your relationship with your Savior or in the memories of the past. If you know Christ as your Savior, you find strength and peace in Him.  You hug your kids a little tighter!  You kiss and hold your wife or husband a little longer.  Life will never be the same.  The people that were at that funeral will never all be together again.  BUT, life goes on!  A new normal begins.  We don’t get a “do over”.  But most will get one more day or week or year.  Don’t waste it on things.  Don’t ignore the elephant in the room.  Every time there is a baby born, another death becomes inevitable

There is a “For-Ev-ER”.  It’s not in a sandlot.  It’s called heaven or hell!  So as we get ready for Christmas and wrapping up another year, I encourage you about the people you will hug, hold and kiss this season.  When you, they, or me get to “FOREVER”; will we greet each other around the throne of GOD.  The best Christmas gift you can give is to share Christ with those you hold dear.  No matter how uncomfortable it may be, share the hope that you have in knowing Christ as your Savior and is available to them!  It will be more uncomfortable when you attend their funeral.  Why is it so hard to share Christ with friends and family?  Are we afraid of rejection?  Being laughed at? Jesus experienced rejection.  He said,” A prophet is not without honor, save in his own country, and in his own house”.  You say, “I’m not a prophet and I am not the Son of God.  WRONG, a prophet was one who proclaimed God’s Word to the people.  When you share Christ with others, you are doing the work of a prophet.  You also are a child, an adapted child of God.  We are told in Romans that we “are the children of God: And if children, then heirs; heirs of God,  and joint-heirs with Christ”.   AND read farther,  if so be that we suffer with him, that we may be also glorified together . For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.  We are entitled to the same inheritance as Christ, including the persecution.  So expect it; but, JUST DO IT!  You will not regret it.

If you should die tonight, do you know where you will spend FOREVER!


For God loved the world in this way: He gave His One and Only Son, so that everyone who believes in Him will not perish but have eternal life.

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

How Much Pumpkin Pie Did You Eat





How many of you had pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving?  How many pieces did you have?  How big were the pieces? When you cut up the pie, how pieces did you cut it up into? 6? 8? 12? 168? ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY EIGHT?  You can't cut them that small and why would I want to?  Let's pretend we could and did. Let's eat just one.  We're on a diet. Shucks, they're small, let’s splurge and have two pieces!  Are you satisfied now?

Why have I chosen to cut my pie into 168 pieces.  What is the significance of 168?  168 represents the hours in a week.  Each piece represents one hour of your week.  That is the hour, or two; if you splurged, that you spent in church last Sunday.  It represents the time your kids spent in Sunday school last week.  It represents the time that 20% of Americans spend in church, meaning 80% don’t spend one hour in church.  Before I go on, I want to make clear that spending time in church does not make you a Christian.  I am sure that there are going to many “church goers” in hell.  Why do I say this?  Because Jesus said:

"Not everyone who says to Me, 'Lord, Lord,' shall enter the kingdom of heaven, but he who does the will of My Father in heaven. Many will say to Me in that day, 'Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in Your name, cast out demons in Your name, and done many wonders in Your name?' And then I will declare to them, 'I never knew you; depart from Me, you who practice lawlessness!'

A 2012 Gallup poll found that 77% of Americans identify as Christians; but only 20% regularly attend church. 

Why do I bring this up?  Well, for one thing, I hear many Christians decry Obama, yet we are the reason he was elected, according to Franklin Graham.  In a 2012 CNN interview, Tom Brody asked Franklin, “What do you say to folks who are wondering what just happened, and it looks like they feel a semi hit them?”  Graham responded that based on statistics, the majority of Christians did not vote.  

Further, a Pew poll showed that even when they did vote, 42% of the Protestants, 50% of the Catholics and 69% of the Jewish voters, voted for Obama.  About half of Judeo-Christian voters supported a man who supported late term abortion, the most extreme form of abortion, killing babies that could live on their own outside the womb.  All abortion is murder!  Late term abortion is the worst kind!

How have we gotten to this point?  We, the Body of Christ, are to blame!  I am not even talking to the 77% who identify as Christians or the 20% that go to church every Sunday, I am talking about “true Christians”.  The vast majority of the children in the Body of Christ go to school where God is not just denied but blasphemed.  Our kids are taught that evolution is fact!  Global warming is fact!  Homosexuality is normal!  Homosexuality is inherited!  Fetus’ are just globs of tissue, like a wart!  They can not pray!  The Bible is made fun of!  God is mocked!  AND WE ARE SURPRISED!  Are we idiots?  Paul told the Galatians: 
God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth , that shall he also reap .

We are reaping what we sowed.  The teachers have much more time with our kids than the church does.  They have more credibility.  The church, today, has become irrelevant.  We spend more money on brick and mortar than people.  Our children see the hypocrisy in us.  We say we believe in God; but don’t act like it.  We play church.  We say that the Word of God is powerful and sharper than a two edged sword; but we ignore it.  The typical sermon today has less than five minutes of scripture reading in it.  We value men’s word over God’s Word.  God promised;
My word that comes from My mouth will not return to Me empty, but it will accomplish what I please, and will prosper in what I send it to do.

We wear WWJD (what would Jesus do) bracelets, but ignore His commands.  We ignore the sick and broken hearted and cater to wealthy.  We drink our expressos and cappuccinos, and deny a bottle of water those caught in the web of alcoholism and drug addiction.  We are like the the priest and Levite who passed by the beaten traveler.  We sit in air conditioned pews with large screen high definition sight and sound, while the poor are pushed aside to the cramped seedy building that is on the other side of the tracks and fed with food left over from the store.  We spend 60 seconds in prayer on Sunday morning and ignore the prayer needs of the sick.  We  spend more time on announcements and taking the offering than we do in prayer for the sick!  Do our kids see us pray in faith over the sick?  Do they see us lay hands on the sick?  How many people don’t even want to touch those stuck in the oppression of the demons of alcohol and drug addiction.  When is the last time our kids saw us wrap out arm around one of these broken ones?  When is the last time our kids saw us pray with one of these broken ones?  When have we rejoiced over one of these broken ones who has come back to the fold?  Jesus touched the poor, the sick, the lame, the blind, the demon possessed.  He embraced the noisy children.  They saw Him lay hands on the sick.  The children saw the same from the disciples, the seventy and the deacons (Stephen) for those of you who think that these gifts were restricted to the twelve.  He did not send out an email prayer list and He would not if He were walking among us today.

Our children having become what we have and are "modeling" in our churches.