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Letters From Christ

The Arizona Diamondbacks, huh? You know, since Genesis 3 the serpent’s head is meant by God to be crushed. The Rangers are poised to proclaim the Gospel!

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“You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink, but with the Spirit of the living God.” ~2 Corinthians 3:4

Jesus’ greatest gift to us as we wait for his triumphant return is the power of his presence through the Holy Spirit. God’s Holy Spirit is alive and powerful and real. And he lives inside all who confess Jesus as Lord and put their faith for salvation in God through Christ.

He lives inside us.

Did you catch that part? The Spirit is within us, a holy being inside unholy humans. It’s amazing. It’s like science fiction. It’s difficult, if not impossible, to comprehend. The presence of God is not given to us in the clouds somewhere. It’s not at the top of a smoking and shaking mountain. It’s not hidden away in a chapel or a church building. God’s Spirit is not above us or beside us. He’s within us. He dwells inside us.

And he’s authoring a masterpiece. He’s writing a classic for the ages. In fact, what he’s writing is going to be read by everybody you know. They won’t find this masterpiece at Barnes and Noble. They can’t download it off Amazon. They read this divine work of art when they come in contact with you.

You are that Holy Spirit masterpiece, authored by the true and living God. Yes, it’s you! Look in the mirror! Don’t get distracted by the funny ears and the blemished skin. Don’t allow your height or your weight to keep you from recognizing it. Do not dare minimize what God is doing in your life. It’s not about you and me. It’s about the Spirit of God changing you, changing us, into his majestic handiwork. It’s about us living by his Spirit as a display, a massive banner, proclaiming his power and love to all we meet.

Peace,

Allan

Hello World Series!

Nettleton alum Corey Ragsdale heading to World Series with Texas Rangers

This team is fun to watch, huh? Oh, my gracious! The Texas Rangers both pitched and slugged their way to a Game Seven blowout in Houston last night and are heading back to the World Series for the first time since 2011! Adolis Garcia put the finishing touches on an historic ALCS by hitting two homers and driving in five runs to win the MVP and propel Texas to its third Fall Classic. Bruce Bochy pulled all the right levers and pushed all the right buttons in getting five innings out of Mad Max and Monty. And the offense torched the Astros pitching for 15 hits, four home runs, and eleven runs in the pennant clinching victory.

The Rangers are on quite an unlikely run here. When they dropped three out of four in Seattle to close out the season, losing the AL West title to Houston via the tie-breaker on the last day, nobody stood up and said, “Well, look out. The Rangers are going to sweep Tampa Bay on the road, and then sweep the O’s in Baltimore, and then beat the Astros in Houston, and then play in the World Series.” Nobody said that. Nobody outside the Rangers clubhouse thought that.

Rangers vs Astros summary online: stats, scores and highlights | MLB ALCS Game 7 highlights - AS USA

Man, this team just flat out refuses to quit. As Bochy says, they keep getting knocked down and they keep getting right back up. He says he’s never seen anything like it, and I know I haven’t. Just when you think it’s over — I know I’ve personally played Taps for this team at least three times since Labor Day — they go on a tear and destroy whatever is in their path. It is straight up shocking to me that they have overcome the devastating injuries, their gas can bullpen, and their excruciating losing streaks to accomplish so much so early in Chris Young’s rebuild. This is some ride!

Texas Rangers beat Houston 11-4 in Game 7, return to the World Series for the first time since 2011

I don’t know if winning leads to great team chemistry or great team chemistry leads to winning. I don’t know what causes some clubhouses to gel in such a way that all egos take a back seat to whoever is batting next and the preferred pronouns are “we” and “us.” Whatever it is, this Rangers team has it. Young has put together the perfect mix of young energetic talent and seasoned experienced veterans, and he hired the perfectly even-keeled and relentlessly driven master to run it.

And it is so much fun to watch.

I’m assuming the number on Hedgie’s rear end is “4.”

The internet says my ALCS Championship t-shirt will arrive Thursday. The opening game of the World Series against either the Phillies or the Diamondbacks is Friday. And today? Today is talking a little too loudly on the phone with friends and family about the game, about this season, about the memorable highs and lows of seasons past, and daring to dream about the next week and a half. Today is receiving reluctant congratulatory texts and emails from my many friends, mostly here in Midland, who cheer for the Astros. Today is a wonderful, beautiful, amazing day.

Peace,

Allan

Warren Zevon’s Sandwich

I’m so distracted today. All day. Every minute since last night’s come-from-behind win in Houston to tie up the ALCS. Game Seven is in four hours with a trip to the World Series on the line. Mad Max is pitching, which means not one single person has any idea how this is going to go. Nobody. Not even Scherzer. He’s won a World Series game at Minute Maid, for Washington in 2019. He also got lit up in a Game Three loss just five days ago. So, who knows? He’s only pitched once in the past 40 days and he couldn’t get out of the fourth inning. But he’s a World Series champion with three Cy Youngs. But he’s not 100%. But he’s crazy. I know!

Yeah, there’s a lot to consider in the next four hours. Semien and Seager might possibly be about to snap out of their recent slump. Garcia was wearing the golden sombrero when he launched that game-sealing grand slam. Bochy has no confidence in Chapman out of the bullpen, which is where most of us have been with Chapman since late July. LeClerc seems rested. Josh Jung’s ten-pitch walk was huge. Carter has cooled off. Lowe is still hit and miss. Bochy has never lost a Game Seven and Dusty Baker has never won a Game Seven.

So, here comes this good advice from Adam Morris at Lone Star Ball. A timely reminder to relax and deeply appreciate everything about this completely unexpected season and playoff run. If you’re a Rangers fan, take four or five minutes to read this:

I’m trying to get my head and my heart into a place where tonight’s Game Seven is a win/win. If they defeat the Astros in what is now certainly, maybe for the first time, a truly heated Lone Star rivalry, and advance to the franchise’s third World Series, it’s incredible! I’m really happy! If they lose tonight, the Rangers still had one of the more remarkable seasons in memory and gave us unexpected thrills on a six-month roller coaster of gut-wrenching lows and unbelievable highs. The baton is being passed and the Rangers are going to be in the championship mix for the next six or seven years. I’m happy!

Maybe that’s my Game Six PTSD from 2011 kicking in to lower expectations so I’m not too devastated when the Rangers don’t win it tonight. Or, hopefully, this really is the best position to take right now. I’ve been saying all along, since the end of last season, that Texas would make some noise in 2023, that the Rangers would post a winning record and play some meaningful baseball in September, but the Astros and the rest of the AL would be in trouble in 2024. I put all the Astros fans I know on notice a little over a year ago. The Rangers aren’t ready yet to exorcise the demons and make it all the way to the World Series. That will happen in 2024.

That is still my position. But if they win tonight, that’ll just be an extra slice of ham and cheese on the sandwich.

Let’s Go Rangers!
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Allan

60 Years and Counting

What a fabulous 60th Anniversary and Homecoming weekend at our GCR Church! People came from all over Midland and even traveled from out of state, coming from as far away as Arkansas, Colorado, and North Carolina to renew relationships and catch up with old friends. More than 500 showed up at the picnic on Saturday for burgers and dogs, cornhole and volleyball, and a once in a lifetime total solar eclipse. We held a youth ministry reunion Saturday afternoon, and then a Praise and Pie event that evening in our newly remodeled worship center. And then 873 of us came together Sunday for a time of reflection and thanksgiving, worship, and a catered lunch. At every event I felt like I had never seen a third of the people. There was energy and excitement, gratitude and praise, and lots of laughter.

 

 

 

 

It was really good for me, personally, to just hang around and listen to the old stories, the formative events from GCR’s past, the really great times and the tough times, to get a better handle on all the connections, and to hear the hope and joy for the present and the future. I’ve only been here a little over two years. I needed to hear about O.C. Collins and those faithful Christians from the North A Church of Christ who planted GCR in 1963. I needed to hear Ronnie White preach — yes, he still knows how. I needed to worship with Andy Spell, I needed to eat coconut cream pie with people who “used to go to GCR,” I needed to look at those old directories and Stream videos. I needed to hear the motivations behind the apartments ministry and the passion for divorce recovery and care and single parent family camp. I needed to be in the same room with these people when they laughed at a 35-year-old memory and when they cried during It Is Well With My Soul and How Great Thou Art.

 

 

 

 

 

It’s good for me and for our present day church at GCR to realize that everything we’re doing now, by God’s grace, is done with the same spirit, the same passion, the same drive, the same love for our Lord and his people that has always characterized the Christians at Golf Course Road. This is a grace-oriented, redemption-minded church. Always has been. Still is.

 

 

 

 

 

What we’re doing now and where we’re going — these aren’t new things. Our vision is not an innovative thing. Our local missions partnerships and ecumenical efforts are not a new direction or some kind of revolution. It’s an evolution born of the Spirit and what has gone before. It’s our church’s refusal to stand pat, our refusal to allow the status to remain quo, our conviction that our God is at work in and through GCR to his eternal glory and praise.

 

 

 

 

 

 

We’ve got great shepherds at GCR. Holy and godly men who share a unified desire for transformation and mission.

We’ve got a great ministry team here. A tremendous group of talented and dedicated disciples of Jesus who share a unified vision for ministry and service.

We’ve got a great church at GCR. An historically great church. A loving and giving church that wants to be challenged, wants to grow, and shares a desire to impact our city for Christ.

Much more than all that, we have our God. We belong to a mighty God, a faithful God, who has promised to finish in us and through us what he started 60 years ago on Golf Course Road.

The one who calls us is faithful and he will do it.

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Nasty Nate did it again yesterday, becoming the first pitcher in these 2023 playoffs with three wins. The Rangers plated four runs on five hits and an error in the first inning, and tight defense and clutch pitching made it stand to take a two-games-to-none lead in the ALCS. Eovaldi worked masterfully out of a bases-loaded, nobody out jam in the fifth inning, and finished with nine strikeouts and one walk in six outstanding innings to earn the win. That’s 24 K’s against one walk for BigĀ  Game Nate in this postseason. And that’s seven straight playoff wins for Texas, six of those games on the road. Now the Astros and Rangers head north up I-45 to Arlington, where Mad Max takes the hill tomorrow night in Game Three.

No team has ever won the first two games of a league championship series on the road and gone on to lose that series. The Rangers need to win two games out of the remaining five to get to their first World Series since 2011. And the next three are in Arlington.

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Dallas Cowboys v Los Angeles Chargers

Mike McCarthy really said out loud last night after the Cowboys squeaker over the Chargers that he intentionally allowed the clock to run down so they could kick that field goal from the 14-yard-line at the end of the first half. The referees and the time keeper had stopped the clock at eight-seconds, assuming McCarthy would take one of his two remaining timeouts and throw the ball into the end zone. If it’s caught, it’s a touchdown. If it’s not, they kick the gimmee three-pointer and go to the locker room. The referees even asked McCarthy, “You don’t want the timeout? Are you sure?” They’re begging him to do the right thing! And he declined, telling reporters after the game he’s all about getting the points. The Cowboys had committed a holding penalty earlier on that drive and he just wanted to make sure nothing was going to mess up that automatic field goal.

He’s all about getting the points? That does not explain McCarthy’s going for it on 4th down inside the red zone two other times last night. It confuses the whole conversation. It must be madness for Dak having McCarthy in his helmet for three hours.

Peace,

Allan

Rearranging the Furniture

It’s official now. The Rangers and Astros will square off in the ALCS in a best of seven showdown for a trip to the World Series. So, the first thing I did this morning when I arrived at my study was to rearrange some furniture. Not furniture. They’re knickknacks. Keepsakes. Souvenirs. My office here at church is decorated (Carrie-Anne uses the word ‘littered’) with sports memorabilia. Most of it’s really old and represents my former fondness of the Cowboys, my current rooting interests in the Stars and Mavs, and my everlasting obsession with the Rangers. You’ll also find in my office, here and there, some really old artifacts that reflect my love of Texas history. Three of these items are Houston Astros items.

Rooting for the Astros as my second favorite team was never a problem. Houston was always in the National League and my Rangers were always in the American League. The two never played one another and the only way they could ever meet would be in a World Series. Well, there was never any chance of that.

Until interleague play began in 1997. No big deal. Friendly in-state rivalry. No real impact on the division standings. Just a fun in-season diversion a couple of times a year.

Then, Bud Selig fleeced Drayton McClane in 2013 and moved the Astros to the American League West against everybody’s wishes. Everybody’s. Today those games against Houston really matter. Every contest is a two-game swing in the division. And now, for the first time in history, the Rangers and Astros are meeting in the playoffs with the AL pennant at stake. A four-out-of-seven series up and down I-45 for a ticket to the 2023 World Series.

There’s a lot on the line here. This is important. Heavy. Thus, with the Rangers being my absolute favorite team and baseball being by far the most superstitious of all the sports, I’ve rearranged a few things this morning in my office.

The ceramic Astros piggy-bank from the ’60s that has sheepishly smiled from a prominent place on my bookshelf is now turned around backwards.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Astros ashtray from the ’70s that’s suspended on my wall under the matching Oilers ashtray is now hanging upside down.

And the old metal Houston Astros lunchbox that serves alongside my Juan Gonzalez lunchkit as a backdrop to my myriad bobbleheads has been turned over on its side with the Rangers lunchbox now perched on top in a superior and conquering position.

I’m ready. I’m ready for this still-budding rivalry to completely take over our football-crazed Republic. I’m ready for six or seven games over the coming ten days or so to totally dominate our conversations and our imagination. I’m ready for the exhilarating victories and I’m prepared for the inevitable gut punch of the ultimate defeat — I am a Rangers fan, you know.

I do believe it’s going to be the Rangers and Astros battling each other for American League pennants for the next several years. I’ve been targeting next year, 2024, all along as the year the baton gets passed from Houston to Arlington. I believe the Rangers are, today, where the Astros were in 2016 and it’s about to get really fun. Houston got their Dusty Baker and now we’ve got our Bruce Bochy.

Let’s Go Rangers!
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