Category: Grandchildren (Page 3 of 4)

Shepherding at GCR

I finally got these awesome Texas Rangers onesies up to the boys in Tulsa–Elliott and Samuel are ten weeks old now–just in time for our baseball team to be officially mathematically eliminated from the pennant race. The grandsons are right on the edge now, in the very first stages, of responding to us with their eyes and smiles. Even a little intentional noise here and there, a distinct sound that might could be interpreted as an attempt at a word. I spent a good chunk of my weekend trying to get them to laugh and say “Grandpa.” Carrie-Anne had much more luck getting grins–she’s sweeter than I am and they know it. We ran some errands together and ate out a couple of times on Friday–that’s Elliott with the travel drip and the shades. And it doesn’t matter what you call these things they wore to church on Sunday, those are two cute little guys!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By God’s grace, we just concluded a smooth, drama-free, Holy Spirit led, and healthy shepherd selection process here at GCR Church. We ordained six new elders on Sunday–Eric Augesen, Lan Bundy, Craig Dawson, Roy Geer, Mark Helferich, and Jarrod Hutchinson–to join the current group of eight, to give us a terrific team of godly men committed to shepherding this church in the name and manner of our Lord Jesus. By all accounts, Sunday’s ordination ceremony was a beautiful and inspirational moment for our whole congregation.

We want these services to feel like the whole church is participating in ordaining these new shepherds and affirming and blessing the whole leadership. We want the charges and pledges to go both ways–the elders make promises to the church and the congregation makes promises to the elders. And I believe we have developed a model ordination ceremony that any church in our CofC tradition would find lovely.

 

 

 

 

First, we gathered around our elders and prayed thanksgiving and blessing over them. We asked all fourteen of our shepherds and their families to step out into the aisles so we could get to them, and we got out of our seats, put our hands on them and our arms around them, and talked to the Lord about them. We thanked God for the dedication of these men and their wives to seeking the Lord and following Christ and serving his Church. We expressed our love for them to the Father. And we lifted each of them–these men, their wives, their kids, their ministries, their service to our congregation–to the Lord in faith and trust.

 

 

 

 

 

Next, we brought all fourteen couples to the stage and their children and grandchildren presented the new guys with beautiful shepherds’ staffs as symbols of godly leadership. We want these staffs to serve as reminders that they are called to lead us with the same priorities our God lays out in Ezekiel 34: lead us to good pastures where there is peace and rest, keep the big strong sheep from running over the smaller weaker sheep, keep all of us from butting heads with each other, search for the lost and bring back the strays, and bind up the injured and strengthen the weak.

And then we charged our elders with the specifics. I started the charge, but we had our other members of the church stand up in the middle of the congregation to also address the shepherds with our expectations. It went like this:

Allan: On behalf of the church family here at Golf Course Road, in the presence of our God, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, and by the power of the Holy Spirit; believing that we have not acted in haste, but have prayerfully depended on our God; we charge you men to be faithful shepherds of our flock.

Then Chuck and Bonnie Sohl stood up from their seats on the east side of the Worship Center: Believing that the Spirit of God has called you this ministry and that you are a gift of his grace to our congregation, we charge you to accept this calling with humility and compassion. We charge you to devote yourselves to prayer, to commit yourselves to the ministry of God’s Word, and to consecrate yourselves to the earnest shepherding of our church.

Elders: By God’s grace, we will.

Then Alan McGraw stood up on the west side of the room and read the next lines: As you shepherd us, will you submit to the Lordship of Jesus and to his example by taking the very nature of a servant and considering the needs of others more important than your own?

Elders: By God’s grace, we will submit to the Lordship of Christ, to his church here at GCR, and to one another. We will sacrificially serve the church with humility and compassion in the name and manner of Jesus.

Then Colton Rau, one of our teenagers, from the front pews, representing our young people: Will you diligently seek the Lord in ways that we can follow, attaining to the whole measure of the fullness of Christ?

Elders: By God’s grace, we will train ourselves for godliness; we will pursue the way of righteousness, faithfulness, gentleness, and love.

Next, it was Allison Brown from way in the back: And will you guard this church as the blood-purchased possession of Christ?

Elders: By God’s grace, we will teach and admonish in humility, encourage and support in love, and faithfully lead and protect our brothers and sisters at GCR as our Lord’s most prized possession.

At this point, I asked the entire congregation to stand and I asked them two questions, to which they responded in unison. First, do you acknowledge and publicly affirm these godly men as your shepherds and receive them as your elders as gifts of God’s Holy Spirit to this church?

Congregation: Yes, we acknowledge these men as elders ordained by God and we receive them as our shepherds and as gifts of God’s Holy Spirit to this church.

Will you love and pray for these men, will you work together with them, in humility and unity and good cheer, will you give them all due honor and support in the leadership to which our God has called them?

Congregation: By God’s grace, we will obey and submit to these men, so that their work will be a joy and not a burden.

Then I asked all in the church who agreed to affirm by saying, “Amen.” We all did. And then Eddie Lee, one of our former long-serving elders, led us in a beautiful congregational prayer of thanksgiving and blessing over the whole thing.

It wasn’t just six guys on the stage and a prayer. It was our whole church, from the youngest among us to the oldest, in the aisles, on the stage, asking and answering questions, making eye contact, making promises, giving and receiving blessings and hugs, saying prayers and being prayed over.

We do not “install” elders; that’s what you do with dishwashers. We ordain them. We affirm them. We charge them and bless them and use holy words to lift them up to the Father. It’s relational. It’s between a church and its spiritual leaders in the presence of God. It’s not an “installation.” It’s a sacred moment in the ongoing story of what the Lord is doing in and through his people in this place. Treating it as such will inspire your church. It will bless your shepherds. And it will honor our God who brings us together in Christ Jesus.

Peace,

Allan

Blessing a Minister

The boys turned two months old yesterday and they are still awesome. In fact, I think they might be a little awesomer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Once a month, our ministry team here at GCR spends a whole morning together at my house. We eat breakfast, spend some important time in Word and Prayer, check in with each other, and then take an hour and a half or so planning whatever needs to be planned and deciding whatever needs to be decided. Yesterday, after some honest reflection together on that enormous canyon in Nowen’s prayer (see yesterday’s post), we went around the circle and blessed one another with these words from 2 Thessalonians 2:13-17.

If you are wondering how to encourage one of your ministers or elders at your church, I would suggest sending him or her a note with these words, inserting her or his name in the blank. Remind him that, no matter what he’s enduring at the moment, he is loved by God. Remind her that, no matter what she feels, she is chosen by God. Tell him he is called by God. Tell her she shares in the glory of Christ. Bless them with the holy words of Scripture.

I thank God for you, ____________, loved by the Lord, because from the beginning God chose you to be saved through the sanctifying work of the Spirit and through your belief in the truth.

He called you to this, this ministry, this church, through the Gospel, that you might share in the glory of our Lord Jesus Christ.

So then, ____________, stand firm and hold to the teachings.

May our Lord Jesus Christ himself and God our Father, who loved you and by his grace gave you eternal encouragement and good hope, encourage your heart and strengthen you in every good deed and word.

Amen.

I can assure you by my own experience, these are powerful words that mean the world coming from someone you really love.

Peace,
Allan

Beyond the Law

“In Christ Jesus, neither circumcision nor uncircumcision has any value. The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love.” ~Galatians 5:6

We are not saved by obeying the law or observing the traditions or keeping the rules, we are saved by our faith in Christ alone. That’s the point of Paul’s letter to the churches in Galatia. And it’s one that bears much repeating.

Circumcision? Doesn’t count! Uncircumcision? Who cares! In Christ Jesus, those kinds of things don’t have any force. It doesn’t exercise any power.

Worship styles? Don’t count! Denominational differences? Who cares! Women’s roles, baptism methods, spiritual gifts–you name it! Small groups, Wednesday nights, lectionaries and missionaries, premillennial or amillennial, kitchens and KJVs–don’t give it any energy! Don’t waste your time. Don’t worry about it, don’t fight over it, and don’t divide over it. Why? Because it doesn’t count! The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love. That’s it. Do we trust that, or not?

“There is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit of life set me free from the law of sin and death. For what the law was powerless to do in that it was weakened by the sinful nature, God did by sending his own son in the likeness of sinful humans to be a sin offering. And so he condemned sin in sinful humans, in order that the righteous requirement of the law might be fully met in us.” ~ Romans 8:1-4

God in Christ has fulfilled the entirety of the law’s purposes on our behalf. The whole point of the law and the rules has been fulfilled for us by Jesus. That’s the whole point of Jesus! Do we trust that or not?

The perfect Son of God, the one who’s never broken the law, took on your sin, he became your sin for you and took all of it to the cross. And when your sin is condemned in him, you become in God’s eyes like you’ve never sinned. Through his life, death, and resurrection, Jesus has taken care of absolutely everything to set you totally free from sin and death. Now, is your faith in that? Or is it in something else?

We spend so much energy debating worship styles and doctrinal positions and denominational differences, when there’s only one thing that matters. We argue about methods and traditions and structures and rules, when there’s only one thing that’s important. We get worked up over interpretations and translations and obligations, but only one thing counts.

You can only experience God’s freedom when you give all of yourself to the fact that your salvation has already been secured, that there’s nothing left to do, that it’s all been done. When you embrace that in faith, now you’re living in freedom. In Christ alone, you are free from your sins and anything that’s ever happened in your past. You’re free to stop worrying about yourself and your rights and your preferences and your understandings and to start loving and serving other people so that walls can be torn down and wounds can be healed. You’re not anxiously fretting about your standing with God, you’re not looking for proof of who’s in and who’s out. You are free! Free to become what God created you to be, what you always wanted to be, you just didn’t know what it was.

And whatever rules there are, whatever obligations remain, you are free to live above them and beyond them. You don’t worry about the law or the rules because your faith in Christ alone has you loving so much. Our faith expresses itself through love. And that makes the rules and laws irrelevant.

Here’s the best way to illustrate this:

There are laws in the State of Texas, and federal laws, that regulate how parents must treat their children. Child welfare laws. There are state and federally mandated requirements about food and nutrition, about not locking your kids in a closet; there are laws that prohibit physical and verbal abuse, laws regulating how much school my children get and their living conditions.

I have no idea what those laws are.

And you know what? I don’t care! I don’t. Why would I?

My deep, undying, committed, all-in love for my children has me so far beyond the letter of those laws, they don’t matter to me. I’m not under those laws. They don’t concern me. I’ve blown past all that. My love for my kids makes the law irrelevant. I’m free from those laws.

The Gospel truth is that you are saved because Jesus Christ has become for you your righteousness, holiness, and peace. You faith in him, and in that, compels you to love. It moves you so much that the law doesn’t matter. It transforms your heart and your head, it changes your principles and priorities, so the rules no longer matter. The Gospel truth and your faith in Christ alone moves you to defend the weak and stand with the accused and speak up for the oppressed. It motivates you to give and forgive with abandon. It empowers you to let go and live the way God lives, with abundant grace and giving everybody the benefit of the doubt.

That’s the only thing that counts.

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Carrie-Anne and I spent this past weekend up in Tulsa with Elliott and Samuel who turned one-month-old on Friday. We spent a little bit of time visiting with their parents, too. As always, you can click on the pictures to get the full size. You should especially click on that first one. Look at these guys!

Peace,
Allan

Real Texan

The day the boys were born, the Rangers were in fourth place in the AL West, three games under .500, and ten games back of the Astros. Since then, they’ve won 11 of 13 to pull into second place, four games back of Houston, and into the third Wild Card playoff spot.

Sammy and the El-Man are bringing that Rangers MOJO!

 

 

Well. Until last night. Yeeesh!

Who was that guy wearing the Jacob deGrom jersey last night in Anaheim?

Let’s Go Rangers. Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap.

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Sixteen years after its series finale, ‘King of the Hill’ is making a comeback with a full season of all new episodes beginning Monday August 4 on Hulu. If you’re even mildly interested, I recommend this excellent piece in the latest Texas Monthly by Sean O’Neal titled, “Why ‘King of the Hill’ is the Most Significant Work of Texan Culture in the Past Thirty Years.”

O’Neal puts ‘King of the Hill’ in the same category as Larry McMurtry and ‘Friday Night Lights’ for its serious and seriously entertaining treatment of what it means to be Texans living in Texas. What Mike Judge, the show’s creator, tackles so well is the plight of Texans who live in urban areas–84-percent of us now–attempting to live into and through the outsized Texas legends and myths and the expectations that come with them. ‘King of the Hill’ is also about relationships between dads and their sons, namely how the sons are almost always disappointing the dads and how the sons know it. And how they cope. I’m not sure how uniquely Texan that is. Texas might contribute to it.

What first attracted me to ‘King of the Hill’ in the late ’90s is how perfectly it captures my experiences growing up in southeast Dallas with the Tom Landry Cowboys, blue laws, St. Augustine lawns, traditional values and gender roles, and the State Fair of Texas. The random references to Luby’s Cafeteria, Tom Thumb, Central Expressway, and Drew Pearson are emotional for me. I also really love Tom Petty’s frequent voice work as Luanne’s boyfriend, Lucky. But what keeps me watching the re-runs today is that the show is ultimately about our identities as Texans: our copped attitudes, our inherited traditions, the foods we eat and refuse to eat, the weird mix of superiority and insecurity with which we’re all familiar. This brand new season features a freshly-retired Hank and their son Bobby as an adult chef working in Dallas. A lot has changed in Texas over the past 16 years, and I’m sure a lot has changed in Arlen. I can’t wait to see how Hank and his friends deal with today’s politics, social media, electric cars, and veggie tacos. But we’re all still Texans, trying to get along, attempting to do what’s right, trying to help our fellow Texans, and navigating all the ups and downs of living life with those we love the most.

The best part of O’Neal’s excellent article is near the end when he quotes Hank Hill as saying, “A big part of being a man is doing things you don’t want to do.” Hank’s not complaining. He just feels a certain understated pride in assuming the mantel of being useful. He finds identity and meaning in being the one other people can count on. In a lot of ways, that’s Mike Judge’s vision for what it means to be a Texan. Or, at least that’s the way O’Neal interprets it:

“Like being a man, being a real Texan isn’t about aspiring to some outsized, mythical life but about finding fulfillment in doing the things that need doing, the same way we’ve learned to embrace the things about Texas that, if I’m being honest, aren’t all that great: the heat, the harsh terrain, the Dallas Cowboys. We’re not super beings, but simply the descendants of people who arrived in some of the most unforgiving land in America and declared it, rather obstinately, to be heaven on earth. Our surroundings may have softened and shifted, but that stubborn self-reliance remains.” 

Read the piece. It’s very well-written. And maybe go to Whataburger for lunch today.

Peace,

Allan

An Indescribable Fullness

What’s it like to be a Granddad? What’s it like to hold those new grandsons? How does it feel to have grandchildren? How does it feel to be a Granddad?

Well, I would tell you. If I could.

How does it feel to be incredibly, undeservedly blessed by God? What’s it like to watch your daughter’s face explode with unconditional love and unabashed joy as she locks eyes with her own babies? How does it feel to hold a precious baby boy who only lives because your wife forgave you and loved you and married you and said “Yes” to you a million times when you did nothing to merit any of it? What’s it like to marvel at the miracle(s) in your hands, this gift from God’s hand, as a personal experience of his love and faithfulness and grace? How does it feel?

I don’t know how to talk or write about it, other than in terms of a fullness of heart and soul, a fullness of life. A swelling of gratitude and thanksgiving, a completeness of joy and contentment, so full I could just bust wide open into a laughing, weeping, smiling, delirious mess.

How do you describe those moments when that little baby’s eyes are looking right into mine and I tell him how much I love him? How do you explain the feeling of being with your beloved daughter and her husband, in their house, taking care of those newborn twins together? Experiencing all of the emotions and hormones and questions, moving suddenly from overwhelmed to confident and back again during one diaper-changing. Being with their great friends from their great church and that little community of faith that is taking care of them so faithfully. Watching Valerie gush and coo over these boys. Watching David feed the boys at 2am, knowing how mentally and physically exhausted he is while studying for next week’s bar exam. Realizing how perfectly healthy Elliott and Samuel are and how every prayer you’ve ever prayed for your daughter and her husband and these boys is being answered right in front of your eyes by a loving God who loves them even more than I do. Feeling a massive hole in my soul knowing I’m not going to be with those boys today. Or tomorrow. Or for the next few weeks. A deep longing to be with them, to hold them, to speak to them, to feed them, and love them. And knowing that hole didn’t even exist fourteen days ago.

How do you describe all that?

I can show you pictures. And, get ready, I probably will show you more than you would ever want. But I don’t know how to articulate how this all feels. It’s an indescribable fullness of gratitude and humility and praise.

Peace,

Allan

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