Author: Allan (Page 15 of 482)

The Issues of Your Time

From my lectionary readings this morning, a passage from Richard J. Foster’s Freedom of Simplicity:

“Pastors need to take courage and share boldly and tenderly. People need the truth. It does them no good to remain ignorant… Martin Luther is reported to have said,

‘If you preach the Gospel in all aspects with the exception of the issues which deal specifically with your time you are not preaching the Gospel at all.’ 

We can no longer allow people to engage in pious exercises that are divorced from the hard social realities of life. Nor can we tolerate a radical social witness that is devoid of inward spiritual vitality. Our preaching and teaching needs to hold these elements in unity.”

Peace,

Allan

Grace is a Calling

“God chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love he adopted us as his children through Jesus Christ, to the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves… the riches of God’s grace that he lavished on us.” ~Ephesians 1:4-8

God’s amazing grace gives us an immeasurable amount of everything we need most: forgiveness, restoration, reconciliation, peace, joy, hope, salvation–all of that and a million blessings more. But that’s not our primary focus. A lot of the church songs we sing and, frankly, a lot of the church sermons we hear are centered on those blessings. But that can’t be the center of it for us because the grace of God is a calling. It can’t be just my salvation or my peace of mind or my eternal hope or my blessed assurance. Grace is a calling.

Paul says he was called by God’s grace so that he–in order that he–might preach Christ to the Gentiles (Galatians 1:15). We are changed by Gospel power and called by God’s grace for a mission, the mission of our Lord.

And I know it’s not the same for everybody. Not everyone called by God has a blinding Damascus Road experience. Some do. Some people are converted and called–BOOM!–immediately. I’m ready to minister! I’m ready to serve! With some people it takes several years and lots of different experiences. Some people can’t really point to where and when it started. But you are called by God’s grace to minister.

“It is by grace you have been saved, through faith–and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God. For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.” ~Ephesians 2:8-10

This helps, too, when those weird, random, bad things happen to you. I posted about this yesterday. When something goes wrong in your life, you don’t face it with a determined self-reliance: “I can overcome this! I can fix this!” And it’s not fatalistic doom and gloom, either: “I’m never going to get through this. My life is over.” 

No, you are called and grabbed by Christ Jesus to be his minister in that mess, to be his witness. And you have his power and grace to do it. Your primary calling is not to be a successful salesperson or a successful surgeon or a successful oil man. You are called first to be a Christian. A Christian witness. So you can relax and rest in that. You are free to love and proclaim, you’re empowered to witness and serve.

You have received the grace of Almighty God. You have received his calling.

Peace,

Allan

Before You Were Born

An update on our daughter Valerie, now entering her 34th week of carrying our two new grandsons: she’s ready to be done with this stage of parenting. She told me during our last phone conversation that in the moment between waking up and getting out of bed, she fantasizes about using a walker. The boys weigh a little over three pounds each now, and they’re getting a little more kicky. So, while she’s increasingly uncomfortable, all of Val’s numbers and readings are good and she’s hanging in there really well. I mean, just look at her! She looks so beautiful in this picture. We’ve got to be just three or four weeks away now. (!!!!!!!)

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A theme that you’ll find in Scripture is that God has been with you since before you were born. The prophets write of being called by God before they were born. The psalmist sings of being brought out of his mother’s womb by God. The apostle Paul tells the Galatians God set him apart from birth and called him by his grace.

What that means is: Your life has meaning and purpose.

And I know it doesn’t always feel that way. Things happen in your life that seem random. Things that happen don’t always make sense. Your sister never smoked a day in her life, but now she’s diagnosed with lung cancer. You wind up at a college you didn’t pick. Somebody else gets the promotion you deserve. Somebody breaks into your car. Terrible parents you know have wonderful children, but your kids have gone off the rails. You’ve been divorced. Or devastated in some other terrible way.

Those things can seem so random. But our God is ultimately turning that thing–whatever it is for you–toward a salvation goal. So, on a higher level, that awful thing does make sense. That’s faith. That’s what we believe.

And I’m not trying to give some easy surface explanation for human tragedy and pain. I’m not trying to cheaply cheer somebody up who’s suffering. Sometimes our Christian comfort and counsel can sound very casual and detached. Cheap. That’s not what I’m saying.

I’m saying the God who grabs you, the God who owns you, is the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ who is BOTH crucified and risen! So, whatever you’re dealing with or suffering through is not meaningless. God is moving all of it and you toward his eternal salvation goal for your life.

You are a part of something. It’s going somewhere. You have a role to play. God is involved. He’s got it. And he is at work in it and in you for your ultimate good.

Even as you endure whatever it is, God is changing you and calling you. And you can trust him. He’s been paying attention to you and loving you and protecting you since before you were born.

Peace,

Allan

What Counts

My feelings would be in another universe if the Stars and Oilers were tied 2-2 heading into tonight’s Game Five. My sports heart would be in such a positive place: “We just need to win two out of three, and two of them are at home!” Instead, trailing 3-1, my head knows that Dallas has to win three in a row, and one of them is in Edmonton. That’s a whole different deal. In all of NHL history, the teams that go up 3-1 eventually win the series 92-percent of the time. My heart wants to believe that Dallas can win at home tonight, and that will put pressure on Edmonton. It will force the Oilers to have to win Saturday in Canada to avoid a deciding Game Seven back in Texas. And maybe that pressure will get to the Oilers and benefit Dallas. And then, anything can happen in a Game Seven! Especially at the AAC! But my head knows the Stars are going to become the first team in NHL history to appear in three straight conference finals without winning a Stanley Cup. It may not happen tonight–I expect Dallas to win at home this evening and force a Game Six in Alberta. But it’s already over.

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“Grace and peace to you from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ, who gave himself for our sins to rescue us from the present evil age, according to the will of our God and Father, to whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen.” ~Galatians 1:3-5

Yes, we are still living in the present evil age. And it’s hard for people living in the U.S. in 2025 to see it. Because the current age doesn’t seem so bad.

I’ve got both hot and cold running water inside my house and central air-conditioning and heat and streaming digital TV in four rooms with unparalleled clarity in picture and sound. I’ve got a job, two cars, and a nice backyard. I’ve got a leather couch, a couple of recliners, and some nights I’ve got pizza rolls in the oven. Most of the time, for me, the present age seems pretty sweet. What’s so evil about it?

Well, we know the world is evil. Just pull back a little bit. We know how broken the world is. It’s evil. There is vulgarity and violence, racism and sexism, lying and lust. There’s poverty and disease and death and wars and threats of more wars. You and I–all of us–are negatively impacted by that.

On a more personal level, you and I know that something in this world is going to take you down. Something is going to wreck your life. It might be a tornado or a fire, heart disease or cancer or Alzheimer’s. It might be adultery, divorce, or the death of someone you can’t imagine living without.

There’s no fixing what’s wrong with this present age. The world is broken and we know it. We’re broken. And all the ways we try to fix ourselves and the world are also broken. We can argue about the things we see that aught to be changed and we can fuss about whose party and whose leader needs to be in charge of the change; we can spend our whole lives rearranging the furniture on the Titanic; and maybe we’ll have some success in making life a little more tolerable for our fellow passengers; but we know we can’t stop this ship from going down.

We all need rescue.

There is only one solution for this evil age; there’s only one thing that can fix what’s wrong with creation.

“Neither circumcision nor uncircumcision means anything; what counts is a new creation.” ~Galatians 6:15

The only answer to what’s wrong with this world is a whole new world. Not better leaders or stricter laws, not bigger churches or tighter rules, not better science or more technology. The only solution is new creation, a brand new physical and spiritual reality in which the only law is the one Paul states in Galatians 5: one command, one single command, he writes–love your neighbor as yourself.

Only Jesus gives us new creation. And it’s the one thing that counts.

Peace,

Allan

All the Transitions

I’m posting a few pictures today from last weekend’s massive Stanglin-Richardson family celebrations in Tulsa. Our “Little Middle,” Valerie, and her husband David are in the middle of some dramatic life transitions that are changing everything for all of us. The clock’s been ticking for a while now, but it feels like things are really ramping up now!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

First, congratulations to Dave! Last Friday night he officially graduated from Tulsa University Law School and we were all there to holler and yell and shout his name when he received his diploma. Then it was off to the Richardsons’ Airbnb for a wonderful family dinner (I promise I’m making a Christmas tree ornament out of one of those cupcake toppers). David’s already been hired to work in the Tulsa County District Attorney’s office, where he’s interned for the past year or so. And they’re going to help him pass the bar at the end of July. The days of full-time school and two or three part-time jobs are over! Now, he just needs to study his lips off and pass the bar!

Which is not going to be easy when those twin boys are delivered in late June.

In case you forgot, Valerie is pregnant with our first grandchildren–twin boys!! The C-section delivery has been set for July 8, but everyone believes those little guys are going to demand an earlier exit. July 8 would mark 38-weeks, and I think most twins only make it to 35 or 36 weeks. So, we’re expecting these boys to be born before the end of June. And I’m trying to figure out how to retire in the next four weeks. My financial advisors, Carrie-Anne and Scottye Ratliff, both tell me it’s impossible.

 

 

 

 

 

The day after the graduation, we spent a lot of time at Val and Dave’s house, sorting through all the stuff that comes with having two babies at the same time–two car-seats, two high-chairs, two beds, two everything! I was charged with hanging bookshelves and pictures in the nursery while the rest of the crew organized closets and stored about 80-boxes of diapers (that should keep them about a week). I kept using the Texas-themed books to cover up the Arizona-themed books. Dave was born and raised in Phoenix–it’s weird. Carrie-Anne and I also installed the car-seat bases in the back seats of both their cars. Two bases in each car. Can you imagine?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On the Sunday afternoon following Dave’s graduation, the Jenks Church, where Val and Dave are plugged in to a wonderful faith community, threw a really nice babies shower for the boys. While the girls were at the shower, Dave’s dad, Dave, treated all the guys to an afternoon of gripping and ripping at Top Golf. And when it was all over, we gathered for a huge feast together at Los Cabos, their favorite Tex-Mex place on the Tulsa Riverwalk.

Everything’s changing for Val and Dave. They’re graduating law school, quitting three jobs, starting another job, having twins, and studying for the Oklahoma bar exam–all in about a four or five week period. Oh, and their landlord has informed them that he is selling the house they’re renting, so they’re going to have to move next spring.

It’s encouraging to know that they have a tremendous support system in place with their great friends at the Jenks Church. That group of Christians has been so good to Val and Dave. We must have had a dozen people tell us Sunday that they’re already fighting over who gets to hold those babies during church. It’s comforting to know that they’re in a place school-wise and job-wise so they can do this thing together, at home, at the same time. Mostly. And it’s wonderful to be able to rest in the knowledge that our gracious Lord has them right where he wants them, providing and protecting these four, and blessing and transforming them in divine and beautiful ways during all the transitions.

Peace,

Allan

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