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Jesus v. Legion: No Contest.

What a wonderful, hectic, crazy, busy weekend with family and friends in the Kingdom of God!

GracetonRetreatPicThe Graceton Family Retreat at the Heart’s Bluff Game Ranch in Mt. Pleasant was so encouraging and so much fun. Our brothers and sisters at the Graceton Church were so very warm and welcoming to my family and me. We ate wonderful food. We sang and prayed together. And we spent a lot of time talking about discipleship and what it means to be a follower of our rabbi, Jesus the Christ. It’s so uplifting to realize how large God’s Kingdom is. We focus on doing the Lord’s work in our little corners of the Kingdom. And it’s so easy to get so wrapped up in that and lose the bigger picture of God’s work of reconciliation and salvation being done all over this globe. Out in East Texas, the Graceton Church is doing God’s work. And God is working through them and with them.

The best part of the retreat, for the kids probably, was the fishing tournament. None of my three girls have ever even been fishing before. (I know. Blame me. I’m a horrible dad.) And fishing off a pier into a stock tank absolutely loaded with all kinds of fish was the best way for them to start. It was so easy. I think we could have dropped our hooks in there without any bait and caught our limit. Whitney caught four or five. Valerie caught two. And Carley caught six fish in a little over 30 minutes! She actually won the trophy for the age group 12 and under. She was so proud and excited. She actually slept with the trophy wrapped in her arms on the way home. And she took it to school this morning to show all her friends.

WhitFish  ValFish  CarleyFish  CarleyTrophy

 Thanks to Jason and Tiersa and all the Graceton Church family for the wonderful weekend. May we all be covered by the dust from our Savior’s feet.

We got home at just before 7:00 Saturday night. And my parents arrived at our house about three minutes after we did. It was good to have mom and dad with us overnight and then all day Sunday. We didn’t get to visit as much as I would have liked. Sunday is a real work day for me now. But we shared parts of three meals together and Grandpa got to beat Whitney in air hockey.

And then, last night’s Trunk or Treat here at Legacy. What a huge production! I think there were more people from our North Richland Hills and surrounding communities than there were of us. All the cars were elaborately decorated. The Swafford’s set-up was hilarious. John & Suzanne’s spider car was incredible. The costumes were imaginative. Everybody had a great time with all the kids. And I think we put on a good face for our Lord in our community.

CatInHatByrnes  KeithWagon  SusieIncredible  TeenageMutants  Val&Olivia

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We had a wonderful time in the Worship Center last night considering the Mark 4-5 story of Jesus and his disciples in the Gerasene Graveyard. I split the congregation up into five sections and assigned each section a different sound effect — scary organ music, thunder and wind, pigs, and the theme from “Jaws” — and then told the story like we were directing a horror movie. Everybody really got into it. Tom Hunn absolutely stole the show with his pained, agonizing howls from the cliffs. And I think telling the story this way, with everybody involved and engaged, really opened up the deeper theological truths behind this very familiar passage.

Jesus embark on a daring invasion to claim alien turf under enemy occupation to prove there’s no place in the world, there’s no corner of this earth, that he does not intend to extend God’s reign. And that speaks to us. Whatever demons in your life are working to isolate you from the community of faith — no matter how low you go or how far away you get — Jesus is bent on rescuing you. He’ll fight through the devil’s storm to rescue you. God is looking for you. Even if you’re across the lake, in an unholy land filled with demons and swine.

It’s amazing to me how the evil spirits tremble in the presence of Jesus. They immediately recognize the divinity of Jesus as the Son of God and they know they’re up against vastly superior firepower. No contest. They beg for mercy before the fight even starts. Please don’t punish us! Please don’t destroy us! It’s over before it begins. There’s no suspense. No tension in the plot. No wonder in the outcome. And while that makes for a lousy movie ending, it’s a wonderful reality for us. And whatever demons are torturing you — doubt, guilt, habits, pain — they’re powerless in a fact-to-face meeting with our God. Our Lord has the desire and the will and the power to obliterate those demons and cast them into the deepest bottom of the Abyss.

And it’s amazing to me that, in his encounter with the Christ, the tortured man is made whole. He’s given peace. Scripture tells us the man is clothed, he’s in his right mind, he regains his family and his home, and he’s given a mission. He has a purpose in his life: to tell everyone what the Lord has done for him.

Jesus has rescued me. He’s saved me from demons that would destroy me. And I can’t shut up about it. And he’s looking to save you. He’ll stop at nothing to redeem you. He’ll go through the storm. He’ll cross all the barriers of time and space. He wants nothing more than for your movie to have a happy ending. He wants your movie to have that guaranteed outcome with no suspense and no tension.

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It was so Scott Boras and so A-Fraud of them to make the announcement that he’s opting out of his Yankees deal during the 7th inning of Game Four of the World Series. He can’t show up at the World Series to receive an award from Hank Aaron. But he can upstage Major League Baseball’s Fall Classic. A lesson learned from Jerry Wayne, I suppose. Duane came into the offices this morning talking about how the Angels and the Rangers were the front-runners for A-Fraud’s services. No way. If Tom Hicks will just see this for the blessing it is and spend the $21 million over the next three years on a pitcher, we’d all be much better off. You’re finally, for the first time in seven years completely clear and free of this clown, just let it go. Spend the money on something other than a clubhouse nuisance.

Peace,

Allan

The Cup of Suffering

“Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death…”

 The Hebrew word is salmawet, a combination of the two words for shadow (sel) and death (mawet). Most scholars believe this is a literary hyperbole, a superlative, to communicate the most extreme. The shadowiest of shadows. The deepest depths of death. Darkness. Fear. Failure. Loss. Suffering.

The kind of suffering that involves every part of a person — body, soul, and mind. The kind of suffering that impacts and dominates everything a person thinks and does. It’s constant. It’s overwhelming. It’s real.

And none of us is immune.

But the sufferer is assured of God’s comfort through these shadows. The psalmist encourages the reader to fear nothing while in the midst of the valley. The writer promises God’s goodness and love. And he anticipates living in the house of the Lord forever.

May the Lord work in and through our sufferings to reveal his power and love to those around us. And may we experience the gracious presence of our God and receive the abundance of life he offers, even in the midst of life on this earth as it presently is.

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Allright, here’s the latest on Whitney. The news from the MRI is all good. No tumor. No aneurysm. No abnormal blood vessels in the brain. All good news. However…

her optic nerves are still swollen and she’s still having the headaches in the back of her head. The doctors told us yesterday they’re convinced she has fluid behind her eyes, causing the pressure on her optic nerves resulting in the swelling and probably responsible for the headaches. So one week from today they’re going to do a ultrasound to measure the amount of fluid and hopefully get an indication of what it is. They’re hoping medication at that point will alleviate the problem. Maybe it’s being caused by an infection. But if after a couple of weeks nothing’s changed, the next step will be a spinal tap. Yuk. Nobody wants that.

So, while the worst case scenario has been eliminated, there is still a scenario out there we’re working toward. Praise God for the relief we feel now and the way he’s blessing Whitney and us. And may he continue to bless us with good news and healing for our oldest daughter’s well being.

Peace,

Allan

God Believes In Me

“You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit — fruit that will last.”   ~John 15:16

The great mid-first century rabbi, Akibah, said, “The greatest sin is to teach a student to believe in God and not teach the student that God believes in him.” 

Along with my great friend, Jason Reeves, I’ll be leading a Family Retreat tomorrow and Saturday out in East Texas for the Graceton Church of Christ in Diana. The theme is Discipleship. We’re going to go straight back to Jesus’ disciples and put the stories from the Gospels in their historical and cultural context to get a better handle on what it means to be a follower of a rabbi. What did it mean then for a disciple to truly want to be exactly like his teacher? And does that — can that — translate to disciples of the Christ today?

 But the recurring theme always turns out to be that Jesus chose them. They didn’t pick him. He picked them. And that’s completely opposite of how it was supposed to work culturally in the Jewish education system of the time. It was extremely significant that Jesus called them. We always marvel that the fishermen dropped their nets immediately and left everything to follow Jesus. But if Peter and Andrew and James and John hadn’t made the cut in school, if they had been told at 12 to 15 years old they needed to go into a trade and forget trying to become rabbis, Jesus’ call to them was extraordinary. If Luke’s chronology is even close to right, Jesus had already raised the dead, cast out demons, and fed five thousand people. And now this great rabbi comes along and says to these fishermen, “Follow me. I believe you can be exactly like me.” It’s no wonder they left everything. The mystery would be if they hesitated.

What does it mean to a C-student to tell him you believe in him? How huge is that? What did it mean for those disappointing fishermen to hear this great Teacher say he believed in them? How amazing is it that God believes in you?

ReevesI’m really looking forward to the weekend, especially to the time my family will spend with Jason’s family. Jason’s one of our Four Horsemen, if you’ll recall. He’s the former Garland police officer and SWAT team member who gave it all up to become a preacher. He’s been and continues to be a tremendous inspiration to me. And the best part about Jason is his wife, Tiersa. She and Carrie-Anne are connected at the heart. Tiersa’s love and compassion and giving spirit come straight from our Father. She’s gold. And all our kids get along so well. I’m really looking forward to this weekend.

Peace,

Allan

Concerning the Smarter of the Stanglin Boys

I got the looks. He got the brains.

Allow me a moment today to brag on my little brother, Keith. Or, I should say, Dr. Keith D. Stanglin, esteemed Bible professor at Harding University. Keith did his dissertation research on “Jacobus Arminius and the Roots of the Leiden Debate over the Assurance of Salvation” at Leiden University in the Netherlands. And now he’s signed a contract to publish another work, The Lost Public Disputations of Jacobus Arminius: Introduction, Text, and Commentary.

Look at some of these comments about my little brother in a letter from the publisher, Wim Janse at Leiden:

He says Keith is notable for his “independence as a scholar, his linguistic skills (in reading and exploring a vast corpus of early modern theological texts in Latin), his ingenuity (also in tracing and attributing 27 new disputations to Arminius), and his unpretentiousness and sense of humor.”

He claims to be impressed by Keith’s “erudition, originality, and ability to express difficult matters (in fact, Reformed scholastic theology, drawing from medieval philosophy) in clear language.”

He lauds Keith’s “lucid style as he combines sober, succinct, and balanced scholarly prose with crystal-clear explanations of intricate theological questions.”

Of Keith’s published dissertation, Janse writes, “The author is a born teacher.”

Most of the book Keith is writing now will be original texts in Latin. Keith is writing the English introductions to each of the 15 chapters or arguments, plus all the footnotes, plus the commentary. Kind of like a Study Bible for these arguments about divine election and man’s free will from the 17th century. It’s not something you’ll be able to find at Mardell. But the publishers are calling it “a major step forward in the international scholarly research on Arminius and early modern Reformed theology.”

They call Keith the “world’s leading scholar on Arminius and Arminius’ thought.” And he’s scheduled to be one of the keynote speakers at an international conference at Leiden in 2009.

I’d like to think I had something to do with encouraging Keith and pushing Keith and recognizing in Keith all of this potential when we were younger. But I’m afraid holding him on my shoulders at the Stevie Ray Vaughn concert at Fair Park and taking him to Rangers games at old Arlington Stadium and introducing him to the Naked Gun series of movies probably didn’t have much of an impact. At least not in that direction.

I’m so very proud of my little brother and all he’s accomplishing in the field of Reformed theology on this international scale. It blows me away. It really hit home to me the very first time I gave a chapel talk in my second semester at Austin Grad when Dr. Mark Shipp accidentally introduced me as Keith Stanglin. Being ten years younger than me, and going to the same church and the same schools as me, Keith was forever called Allan. His whole life. And now, in a seminary in Austin, Texas, I was being called Keith. Perfect.

Keith is doing tremendous work for the Kingdom, not just in the field of academics at Harding and abroad, but in the preaching and teaching he does in their church in Searcy and in the way he lives his life for our Lord. My phone conversations with him are always educational and encouraging. He inspires me.

Way to go, little bro! Congratulations! I love you.

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The November 4 deadline is looming for members here at Legacy to sign up to be Small Groups Co-Leaders. We’ve had more informational meetings, formally and informally, over the past couple of weeks than we’ve had in the previous three months combined. But it’s all very, very rewarding. For every person or family who’s reluctant to grab the dream and see the vision, there are a dozen others who absolutely can’t wait to get started.

One such family is Ron and Stephanie Frost. Stephanie tried to comment on one of these posts a couple of days ago, regarding small groups, but somehow my SPAM guard grabbed it and just now released it. Sorry about that. Here’s Stephanie’s post:

Gripes! I wrote a long-winded note yesterday to throw some support your way regarding small groups. I obviously did something wrong b/c it didn’t show up!

Here I go again… Ron and I are very excited about this change. We have experienced small groups at a previous church home and it was a huge blessing in our lives.

As new members at Alameda C of C, small groups gave us an immediate place to belong. We were instantly part of a ‘group’. It gave us access to ministry opportunities right from the start. It gave us a face and a name in a medium sized congregation where we could have easily disappeared. People missed us and not only that, called us when we didn’t show. (which we rarely didn’t show b/c our attendance mattered – when one couple is missing from a small group, the dynamics are effected)

As we became not-so-new members, they were our family. They knew our prayer concerns – big and small and we knew theirs. We prayed with each other, celebrated with each other, comforted each other…. They waited for HOURS at the hospital waiting for Brighton to be born. My parents couldn’t believe how packed our hospital room was when she finally arrived. One couple even went on a Bueno run for me!

I have experienced big, medium and small churches. I love different things about all of them. One thing that small groups accomplish really well is preventing the ’somebody else is already doing it’ dilema that can occur in medium and large congregations. Some things; jobs, ministries,and unfortunately PEOPLE can be overlooked and ignored – not because people aren’t thinking of them or caring, but b/c people ASSUME someone else is doing it. With small groups, we KNEW where the responsibility was. This is not to say the church as a whole didn’t pull together; however, the small groups were integral in initiating such endeavors b/c of the intimate knowledge and relationships that were developed.

Small groups create a non-threatening nuetral territory for non-church goers or those from differing denominational backgrounds. People can learn about and develop relationships with Christ in a living room. We witnessed this multiple times. Eventually, when their ‘church barriers’ would be broken down, they would come to Sunday mornining worship – already as baptized believers!

And just to touch on ‘multiplying’, b/c we weren’t allowed to say ’split’. Yes, our group grew and multiplied. Praise God! No, we didn’t lose friends. We gained more close friends that spread church wide. New leaders were continually being developed and sent out to grow God’s Kingdom. Isn’t that what it’s all about anyway?

I know this isn’t supposed to be about us; however, selfishly, I am so excited about this change. Since I believe in the whole, ‘what you think about, you bring about idea…’ I am thinkin’ our small group is going to ROCK!

In Him,
steph

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As in every single thing we do, if you expect it to be great and wonderful, it will be. If you think it’ll be lousy, it will be. I know the Frosts and the Greens group is going to be fantastic. I know our group will be terrific. And I’m excited to see how our Father is going to “do that thing he does” in our church family through our Small Groups efforts.

Peace,

Allan

My Life Story in 15 Minutes

Instead of taking 15 minutes to read a long blog entry and all the comments today, I’d like you to click on this link, click on my picture at the bottom left hand corner of the screen, and watch a 15 minute video.

This is me giving a speech last month for Austin Graduate School of Theology. Austin Grad is raising money to fund a new campus and an M-Div degree and the extra professors and space they need to accomodate that and the increasing enrollment they’re seeing.  President Dr. Stan Reid had asked me to speak at the initial fund-raising dinner, to tell my life story, especially as it pertains to Austin Grad.

 And here it is.

I covered all of it — from my childhood to where we are right now at Legacy. In just 15 minutes.

I watched the video last night after receiving an email from Melissa at Austin Grad alerting me that it was online. And it served as a wonderful reminder to me — like we discussed in yesterday’s blog — of who I am and why I’m here and where I’m going. If you’ve been involved in my life at all over the past 40 years, you’ll find at least parts of the speech interesting. Hopefully.

To everybody from Pleasant Grove, Memorial Drive, Mary Ellen & Harvester, Saturn Road, Marble Falls, Cordova, Edgemere, Mesquite, Pleasant Ridge, North Davis, and Legacy; Dallas Christian, Oklahoma Christian, and Austin Grad; my immediate family, my extended family, and all of Carrie-Anne’s family; to all the good people our Lord has put directly in my path to encourage me and push me and teach me and lead me:

Thank you.

Allan

What's Driving It?

“If you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any comfort from his love, if any fellowship with the Spirit, if any tenderness and compassion, (I would paraphrase Paul to this point by saying ‘if you’re breathing!‘) then make my joy complete by being like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and purpose. Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others.”     ~Philippians 2:1-4

 As followers of Jesus, our calling is to be just like him. As disciples of Jesus, we’re committed to being just like him. That’s out goal. That’s our aim. That’s what we desire to do and be more than anything else. It’s what drives us. Being just like Jesus. Thinking like Jesus. Acting like Jesus.

And Paul says that means putting aside your position, putting aside everything, to become a servant to others.

“Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus: Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be grasped, but made himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself and became obedient to death – even death on a cross.      ~Philippians 2:5-8

If being a Christian means being like Jesus, if following Christ means acting like Christ, then Christians are called to serve, not to be served. Christians are called to minister, not to be ministered to. Followers of Jesus are called to think of others, not themselves.

Why are we Christians? Why?

Are we Christians so we can belong to a group of successful, well-dressed people who meet in a nice, large, modern building? Are we Christians so we can do things our way with our people at our time? Are we Christians because it’s comfortable for us to be Christians?

If so, that’s not Christianity. It’s something else.

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Our oldest daughter, Whitney, is undergoing her MRI at 1:00 this afternoon. We’re meeting with the doctors at 1:00 Thursday to hear the results of all of her tests on her eyes and her optic nerves. Please continue this week to lift her up to our loving Father in prayer. Our trust is in him. Our faith is in him.

I’ve told Whitney most of her life that she suffers the things she suffers because God knows she can handle it. He’s equipped her with a special spirit and a special endurance that others don’t have. Other kids couldn’t handle everything you’ve had to handle, I tell her. And I try to give her a vision of how God’s going to use these things she’s overcoming to minister through her to other people for the rest of her life. She’ll forever be able to assist people and encourage people in ways that you and I never will. God shows us his strength in our weaknesses. He reveals his power in our infirmity. His might is shown in our feebleness. Praise God for his wonderful love and provision for his children!

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OK. We only know this one thing about the Cowboys. All we know about the Cowboys is this one thing. We know absolutely nothing else about the Cowboys except this one thing. Other than this one thing, we know nothing. Everything we know about the Cowboys is summed up in this one thing. At this point, nothing else is known.

Against really lousy, awful, pathetic quarterbacks, the Cowboys look pretty good. Against very good quarterbacks, the Cowboys get shredded.

That’s all we know.

Anything and everything else is merely speculation.

Peace,

Allan

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