Category: Golf Course Road Church (Page 5 of 27)

Buried and Raised with Christ

“You have been given fullness in Christ… having been buried with him in baptism and raised with him through your faith in the power of God, who raised him from the dead.” ~Colossians 2:10-12

You are not baptized by yourself. Baptism is not a private deal. When you’re baptized into the life, death, and resurrection of Christ Jesus, you are baptized into his community. You become a part of God’s redeemed people. Baptism is not just unity with Christ, it is also very much unity in Christ.

“You are all children of God through faith in Christ Jesus, for all of you who were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ. There is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.” ~Galatians 3:26-28

That’s why we do baptisms on Sundays when the whole church is together. That’s why we cram as many people as we can up on the stage and we all stand as close as we can to the water, so you know this is not just about me and God. This is not just about me and my close relatives or me and my best friends. I am being joined by God into this community. God through Christ is now making me a part of this worldwide, universal, eternal community of the saved in Christ.

This past Sunday was our second Baptism Sunday at GCR. We gave our church several weeks to think about baptism. To pray about it. To talk to others about it. To listen to God about it. I taught two Sunday morning classes–they were more like conversations–about baptism with people of all ages and backgrounds and covered lots of baptism topics. If you have never been baptized or if someone you know has never been baptized, we’re going to spend these few weeks preparing for it and then we’re going to baptize a bunch of people on the 27th.

And, by God’s grace, we did.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eight brand new Christians put on our crucified and risen Lord Jesus in baptism Sunday. We knew about six of them last week, we learned about one of them Saturday afternoon, and one guy didn’t decide to be baptized until after the second or third baptism. Kristin baptized Bianca, a sweet girl who’s been taught and transformed in Kristin’s GCR children’s ministry. Brandon baptized Charlotte, a long-time member of their small group. Shane and Blossom baptized their son, Donny. Doug baptized his daughter, Ella. Cory and Hannah baptized their children, Margo and Solomon. And I had the tremendous honor of baptizing Kayla, who’s been coming to GCR for two years now at the invitation of a nearly life-long friend, and Nina, Ruben and Angie’s niece, who’s been wrestling with God and her own faith for over three years. We were laughing and crying and praising God together as a united community of faith around the waters of baptism. And each time a new Christian came up out of that water, we charged them and blessed them in unison with the opening lines from Colossians 3:

“Since, then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is seated at the right hand of God. For you died and your life is now hidden with Christ in God. When Christ, who is your life, appears, you also will appear with him in glory!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was a glorious day. Those of us who’ve been baptized for a long time remembered our own baptisms with thanksgiving and renewed our commitments to Christ and to one another all over again. And we thanked God for the privilege of participating in these eight baptisms together as a church family. We ate and drank the communion meal together and prayed over these new disciples, still literally wet behind the ears, dripping with God’s forgiveness and grace, and filled to overflowing with his Holy Spirit.

May our God bless these brand new Christians with his love and grace. May they look back often on their baptism at GCR and remember what God has created in them. And may they walk with him, together with us, faithful to the end.

Peace,

Allan

Zion is Here!

Congratulations to Jadyn and Isaiah and big sister Shiloh on the birth Friday morning of little Zion Lee! He is beautiful and perfect and tiny and precious and he squeaks in a wonderfully delightful way. And he has amazing parents.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jadyn and Zion were released from the hospital yesterday afternoon and they are both doing really well–no complications, no problems, no worries. We join the whole Martinez family in thanking God for his protection and provision. And we ask him to bless this sweet baby with good health, with joy and comfort and peace, and to reflect our Lord’s glory all the days of his life.

Jadyn did not show up for work today. She missed our weekly staff meeting and our monthly staff lunch. How long did we give her for maternity leave?

Peace,

Allan

Play Pantera!

Our GCR church family observed our monthly MidWeek at the movies last night, taking in the premier of the new animated flick “King of Kings.” The movie was fine, but the best part of the evening was just eating popcorn, drinking Icees, and hanging out with 150 of our brothers and sisters, almost half of them little kids. Thank you to to all who came out and made last night such a blast!

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Whitney and I are leaving right now for the Stars-Jets game in Dallas. I am fearful that the Stars might be hungover from Tuesday’s historic meltdown against Vancouver. It feels like there’s a lot less to play for tonight–they are four points behind Winnipeg, not one or two. First place in the conference and the top seed in the upcoming playoffs is not on the line tonight, only a chance to pull to within two of the division leaders. It would be disappointing, but completely understandable, if the team dragged a bit coming out tonight. But, man, you don’t want any kind of dread or fate hanging over your hockey team when you’re less than two weeks away from the postseason. A huge statement win over the Jets tonight could be a massive boost of confidence and adrenaline for the Stars. That’s my hope.

For the road trip, at least a dozen times hitting ‘play’ on this:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2EMtjHz4bVY

Go Stars!

Allan

Shooting While Scattered

Scattershooting while wondering whatever happened to Bump Wills…

Thanks to Florida’s suffocating defense that kept Houston from even attempting a shot on their final two possessions, Tim Neale won our church office March Madness bracket challenge and I finished in second place. Tim is our back-to-back office champion, but we don’t know whether he qualifies for the free meal and dessert at our next staff lunch, or if we should buy it for his son, Seth. I finished as the runner-up. Andrew nailed down last place pretty decisively.

In other news, I won our Stanglin family bracket, finishing two points ahead of Whitney and six points ahead of last year’s champion, Carrie-Anne. That means Carrie-Anne’s bracket came off the front of the refrigerator first thing this morning and mine went up. It’ll be on full display in our kitchen for twelve glorious months. It’s just something we do. I’m not certain how healthy it is, but it’s just something we do.

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One of the several reasons we chose Emerson Elementary as a GCR local missions partner is that they are the MISD campus for “medically fragile” students. All Midland public school students from 7th grade down who have special physical needs go to Emerson where they have trained staff and facilities to take care of them. That part of the campus is equipped with hospital beds, oxygen, lifts, and everything that’s needed to support these most vulnerable in our community. They do incredible work at Emerson, work that most people know nothing about.

Our church recently purchased a special set of swings for the Emerson playground that meets the particular needs of those sweet kids. GCR bought the swings and paid for the playground expansion and the installation of the swings as just another piece of our partnership together. The swings were completed and unveiled last week, and our ministry team was invited to play with the kids on the new equipment this morning.

The sun was shining, the winds were calm, and the swings were swinging. The kids squealed with absolute delight and more than a couple of us joined them in being sad when it was over.

We are so thankful to God for our partnership with Emerson and so blessed by him to know so many wonderful teachers and staff who take such loving care of these precious children. We’re considering building into our work schedule some daily P.E. time at Emerson.

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Our youth minister, Jadyn Martinez, has been on mandatory bed rest for the past three weeks or so while she endures the final laps of a high-risk pregnancy. We’re missing her terribly around here, so yesterday we surprised her by showing up at her house for lunch. There was some fear that the surprise might raise her blood pressure and liver counts so that little Zion might come a week or two earlier than we need. But her doctor’s appointment late yesterday confirmed that everything’s still really good.

Except for Jim eating most of Jadyn’s chips, I think she enjoyed the surprise and getting to spend a loud lunch laughing together and getting caught up. Or she faked it really well.

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It was 34-degrees at Wrigley Field last night when the Rangers started their game against the Cubs. The wind chill was 23. And the Rangers were not good. Nasty Nate was uncharacteristically wild–two walks, two plunks, two stolen bases–and the Rangers bats were frozen in the 7-0 shutout loss. I’m not sure if that game has anything at all to say about where Texas might be in a month or two, or even at the end of the year. We’re not reading anything into an April game that was the second coldest in Rangers history. But how they respond tonight in equally frigid circumstances? What they learn and how they bounce back or not? That might could tell us something.

Josh Jung is off the DL and should be in the lineup tonight. I’m hoping that can help get this team over the Mendoza line.

Peace,

Allan

Showered in Midland

Our daughter Valerie flew into Midland this past weekend for one of those legendary GCR showers. Donna McGraw and her incredible team of long-time friends were joined by dozens of ladies from the Golf Course Road Church to throw an unimaginably over-the-top shower for the mother of my two grandsons. It was extravagant, by any measure.

Of course, when you’re expecting twins, the shower has to be a little bigger because you need two of everything–two cribs, two car seats, two high chairs, two teething rings, two spoons, two Dallas Stars onesies, two strollers, or at least a two-seater. But this shower was almost too much. Of course, we knew it would be. Our church family at GCR has been so kind and loving and generous to my family since the day we arrived in Midland. They don’t even know Valerie; she was married and living in Tulsa before we moved here; she’s only been to GCR like three times. But they love people and they love us and they go overboard in lavishing on us their affection. And giraffes. And little tiny bathrobes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thank you to Donna and all the hosts and everybody who showered such blessings on our daughter and her family. We are very blessed by God to belong to this special congregation of his people.

I’ve never completely understood the obsession a lot of people have over their grandchildren. But I’m starting to. I find that we are talking about these little boys all the time. I’m thinking about them more and more. I’m constantly praying to God about these two guys. I can’t wait to meet these boys. They’re due in July, they’re living all the way up in Tulsa, and I’m trying to figure out how I could retire in June!

It’s not going to work. Not for several more Junes.

It was wonderful to have all three daughters under the same roof for a couple of days and nights. It was fabulous–all the food, all the laughing, all the stories and inside jokes, all the sarcasm, all the hugs, all of it. But, I must admit, it didn’t feel complete. It didn’t feel whole. David and Collin, the two sons-in-law, weren’t here and it felt strangely incomplete without them. They’re such a part of our family now that it doesn’t feel complete unless they’re here, too.

Please don’t tell them I said that.

Peace,

Allan

Net Fishing

Carrie-Anne and I were blessed by God over Spring Break to travel with Travis and Donna McGraw and Bryan and Becky Gibbs to visit some of our GCR missions partners in Brazil. We took off and landed eight different times over the nine days, from DFW to Rio and Sao Paulo and from there to Foz do Iguacu and back, mixing in some incredible sight-seeing while meeting and getting to know some of God’s greatest servants.

Our first stop was in Niteroi, where we were privileged to worship and I was honored to preach with our brothers and sisters at Nathan and Sarah Zinck’s church. Carrie-Anne and I have known the Zincks since our days at Legacy when they were in the beginning stages of raising support for the mission in Niteroi. Nathan translated–paraphrased (?)–while I preached the groaning and glory from the middle of Romans 8. And we sang in Portuguese some of our favorite songs like Love Lifted Me, Because He Lives, Oceans, and You Are Holy. GCR provides financial support for the seasonal interns who work with the Zincks, and it was good to meet them and see where they live.

 

 

 

 

While we were in Niteroi / Rio, we took a train to the top of Mount Corcovado to see the iconic Christ the Redeemer statue that overlooks the city.  Nathan gave Carrie-Anne and me a personal tour of Sugarloaf Mountain, the 1,300-foot peak that rises straight out of Guanabara Bay and is accessed only by a series of cable cars. I also accidentally ate a grilled chicken heart. And we enjoyed a lot of really good Brazilian pizza.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

From there it was off to Campo Grande and the Ser Cris Bible School that GCR has supported financially and spiritually since its establishment in 2001. I had met Zanatta, the school’s director, last fall when he visited us in Midland. But what a joy to hang out with his wonderful wife, Leila! And what a thrill to meet the talented professors and staff at this important school. I so enjoyed talking American football with Breno and Gabriela and listening to his deep thoughts on the damage digital media is doing to the Church’s witness and our Christian discipleship–kindred spirits! David was so generous and kind. Jose Luiz was so hospitable in hosting us. It was obvious to see the love these teachers have for one another and the great team they are together. And they merged us right into the jokes and the prayers, the planning and the ministry.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ser Cris is an ecumenical training school for preachers, missionaries, and church planters and anyone wanting a good, solid theological education. A dozen different churches have been started by graduates of Ser Cris in eight different Brazilian states. And the numbers of students is finally on an upswing again after some COVID and post-COVID dips.

And I was diagnosed with pneumonia on Tuesday. I spent six-hours in a Campo Grande emergency room with Carrie-Anne, Becky, and Leila. Blood tests, a CT scan, two breathing treatments, and three prescriptions. Total cost for all of it: $330. Socialized medicine? Why not!

We added two days of sight-seeing to the end of our trip so we could visit Parque Nacional do Iguacu where Brazil, Argentina, and Paraguay all come together at the incredible Iguassu Falls. It took all of both days to see the glorious canyons and hundreds of falls, from the tops of the cliffs on the Argentina side to the roaring and foaming pools on the Brazilian side. I have no words to adequately describe the beauty and the power of these waterfalls. And the hundreds of pictures and video I took don’t come near doing any of it justice.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We got home Saturday afternoon, thankfully, the day after one of the worst wind and dust storms Midland has seen in decades. And, yes, of course, I have already been to Whataburger and Abuelo’s.

There are tons of things to write regarding this extraordinary trip. There is so much I am still processing; our time in Brazil was significant on several levels. But let me attempt to share with you today a main takeaway. This is important.

When our Lord Jesus says we are fishers of people, I typically picture one guy–me–holding a rod and reel. Back when I used to fish around the Highland Lakes in Central Texas, I used a rod and reel from a friend’s boat or from the top of Wirtz or Starcke Dams. Fishing, to me, has always been experienced as a solo venture, just me and my line and hook.

But that is not how God sends us out. We’re not sent into the mission with a rod and reel, but with one giant net. Followers of Jesus are net-fishers. God is redeeming the world and restoring all of creation with one huge net and every single one of us has our hands on it. It takes all of us, in our own time and context, with our own gifts and abilities, to drag this soul-winning net all over the globe.

It’s not the size of a volleyball net, it spans the continents and centuries of human time and space. It takes disciples of all ages to hang onto it. And we all play a part in the net’s sweeps and dips. A song written by Charles Wesley here. A plane assembled by Boeing there. A pie baked by a widow in 1843. A sermon preached in the 6th century. An invitation to church. An encouraging word. A check sent. A GCR mission trip to Brazil in the 1980s. A baby adopted. A door knocked. A burden shared. A hospital visit. A Gospel meeting. A Vacation Bible School. A thank you note. An article in that biblical journal. The weaving together of all our individual and meager threads becomes God’s great net.

Do you see it?

The net sweeps across the whole world and back. It turns and dips to snag one more soul, to start one more chain reaction you and I never could have planned or seen coming. While you and I were sleeping last night, the net was moving by the power of God’s salvation Spirit. Maybe there is a soldier in Ukraine or a single mom in Vermont or a taxi driver in Tokyo or a school teacher in Kenya who’s been swept up into the net by the love of Christ since you went to bed last night.

I’m holding the same net that’s being held by Zanatta and Breno, which is the same net still being held by the apostles Peter and Paul. You are working the same holy net that’s being held by Nathan and Sarah Zinck and Eugene Goudeau and Jack McGraw. You think you cover an insignificant amount of square footage in God’s Kingdom. But you really cover the whole earth with our God’s glorious net.

Peace,

Allan

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