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Too Much High School Football?

Southlake Carroll has a stinking good football team. Since moving up to class 5-A in 2002, the Dragons have gone 80-1 and won four state championships. If they beat Northwestern tomorrow night it’ll be Carroll’s 50th straight victory, breaking the all-time consecutive wins mark set by Abilene High in 1954-57.

But about that game tomorrow night…

It’s on ESPNU. National TV, sorta. It’s at SMU’s Ford Stadium in Dallas. And it’s against Northwestern High School from Miami, Florida. It’s the mythical nation’s number one team against the mythical nation’s number two team in a showdown that’s being hyped and plugged like a BCS game.

This is the fourth straight year Carroll has played a game on national TV. Over a hundred media credential requests have been put in. High School Football in Texas has become a national industry with regular coverage in USA Today and Sports Illustrated. ESPN is televising 16 regular season high school football games this season and Fox Sports Net is broadcasting over a hundred.

At Carroll, and at other big name traditional powerhouse high schools with successful football programs, expectations are high. Through the roof high. National athletic wear brands are bidding for uniform rights. National soft drink companies fight for pouring rights. The money is flooding in in ever-increasing amounts. The stadiums are getting bigger and the practice facilities are getting nicer. The teams fly in chartered jets to out-of-state, made for TV matchups. Coaches angle for and get higher paying and higher profile NCAA  jobs. The players are being wined and dined by college recruiters as 14 year old freshmen. Football money is being used to fund other school programs, a lot of them academic programs.

They’re just 15-17 year old kids.

What, if anything, are we losing here? Are we trading anything in for the exposure and the money and the recognition?

In 2004 a football dad walked into the coach’s office at Canton high school and shot the head coach, a former defensive coordinator at Mesquite, because his son wasn’t getting enough playing time. The man’s sister publicly defended his actions by calling him a “concerned parent.”

In that same year, two high school football stars in the panhandle were arrested and charged with assault on the afternoon of a state playoff game. Two boosters bailed the boys out of jail and had them at the stadium at halftime. And they suited up and played. One scored two touchdowns. The other had a bunch of tackles and an interception. And they won.

The team Carroll is playing tonight, in my opinion, should not be traveling out of Miami and most certainly should not be playing on TV. Bulls running back Antwain Easterling was arrested and charged last December with “lewd and lascivious battery” against a 14 year old girl in a high school bathroom. According to court records, coaches and principals and counselors covered it up so Easterling could play in the Florida state championship game. Easterling ran for 157 yards that day and Northwestern won the state title. But since then, an investigation has led to several indictments and the firing of 21 coaches and counselors who knew of the assault but failed to report it. Northwestern’s football team has also been placed on one-year probation. But apparantly that probation doesn’t keep the Bulls from flying a jet to Dallas for a nationally televised football game and all the publicity and hype and money that go with it.

What are we trading here? How much is too much? What’s the message to these 15-17 year old kids about priorities and what’s important and what’s not so important? And, on a broader scale, what’s being communicated to society and accepted as normal?

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The monthly Four Horsemen lunch is actually going to be a four day trip to Abilene for the annual ACU Lectureships. Dan and Jason have always gone. Kevin, I think, has made the trek a couple of times. But I’ve never been. And when we made our pledge to have lunch once a month as soon as I moved back to DFW, we also made the ACU Lectureships a priority.

And I can’t wait.

My time with my dear Christian brothers is always excellent. I’ve learned so much from Kevin about dreaming big and setting lofty goals and believing that God has in mind much more than I do. He believes in me more than I do. Kevin motivates me.

Dan has taught me so much about seeing the Kingdom of our Father in places I never look. His view of Jesus’ church as it relates to loving and serving Christian brothers and sisters living on the streets and in run down apartment complexes comes straight out of the teachings of our Savior. Dan’s passion and action for people challenges me.

And Jason shows me how to live the Word. He’s in it. In depth. Constantly. He talks it. He walks it. He is a godly man with godly principles and a godly focus. Jason inspires me.

We’re leaving from my house at about 9:30 Sunday night because Dan’s never been able to say no to a free breakfast in Abilene. And we’ll stay for all three days. The focus of the lectureships this year is on the Prophets. And I’m excited about that because I see gospel preachers as prophets — spokesmen for God. But the prophets of Scripture had such a close relationship with God, always talking to God, always being spoken to by God, always in communion with God, that they saw what God saw and felt what God felt. The same compassion God has for his people, the prophets felt. The same injustice God saw, the prophets saw.

And I long for that same vision and pathos of my God. I want to see the things he sees and feel the way he feels. I want sin to grieve me the way it does my God. I want poverty and inequality to break my heart like it does God’s. I want to have his joy and his sorrow and his viewpoint on everything. That’s the Scriptural picture of the prophets. And it’s one of the things I pray about every day. I’m confident this experience in Abilene, featuring some of the best teachers and preachers in our brotherhood, will be very encouraging and uplifting for me.

Peace,

Allan

I Am A Disciple of His

“Everyone wishes very much to be a servant of Christ, but no one wishes to be his follower. No one can love Christ who does not follow the example of his holy life.” ~ Johann Arndt, 1610

“I feel a burning desire to be in everything a complete Christian; and conformed to the blessed image of Jesus Christ.” ~ Jonathan Edwards, 1720

“Whoever wishes to truly understand the words of Christ must try to pattern his whole life on that of Christ.” ~ Thomas a Kempis, 1451

“The object of the Christian religion is to make men and women like Jesus Christ. To the extent that it fails to make us like Christ in our whole character, to that extent it fails to benefit man. The great end to be gained here through the religion he has given us is to make ourselves like him in all that we think, feel, purpose, and do.” ~ David Lipscomb, 1867

“I am again in the pains of childbirth until Christ is formed in you.” ~ Galatians 4:19

I’m captured by the concept of Christ being formed in those of us who are “being saved.” There is no other goal. Giving ourselves completely over to the resurrection of our Savior and the power of that resurrection to save us takes away all of our fears and anxieties about following him. There should be no hesitation. No doubt. We’re not afraid to risk anything because we don’t have anything to risk. We’ve given it all to him. And we trust him to furnish our every need as we become more and more like him.

Rick Ross, the preaching minister at Mesquite at the time, gave me a copy of a discipleship pledge in 2001. (By the way, his dynamic wife, Beverly Ross, is the featured speaker for our ladies at this Saturday’s Redeeming the Time event here at Legacy.) He had used it in a sermon on commitment and it really moved me. I’ve kept the copy, fairly tattered now, taped to the top of my desk or tacked to the wall above my computer wherever I’ve been ever since. And I read it everyday. I don’t know who wrote it. I think it was a missionary from maybe nearly a hundred years ago. I think it’s timeless.

I am a member of the fellowship of the unashamed.

I have Holy Spirit power.

The die has been cast.

I have stepped over the line.

The decision has been made.

I am a disciple of his.

I won’t look back, slow down, back away, or be still.

My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, my future is secure.

I am finished and done with low living, side walking, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, same visions, mundane talking, cinchy giving, and dwarfed goals.

I no longer need preeminance, prosperity, promotions, position, plaudits, or popularity.

I don’t have to be right, first, tops, recognized, regarded, rewarded, or praised.

I now live by present, lean by faith. walk by patience, lift by prayer and labor power.

My face is set, my gait it fast, my goal is Heaven, my road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions are few, my Guide is reliable, my mission is clear.

I cannot be bought, compromised, lured, manipulated, enticed, or bribed.

I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the Adversary, negotiate at the table of the Enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity.

I won’t give up, shut up, or let up until I’ve stayed up, prayed up, and preached for the cause of Christ.

I am a disciple of his.

I must go until he comes, give until I drop, preach until all know, and work until he stops me.

And when he comes back he will have no problem recognizing me.

For I have forgotten all that is in the past, I’m pressing on for the prize, the high calling of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

My colors are clear.

I am a disciple of his.

In His Steps

“Now I am a disciple. Let all the dreadful tortures of the devil come upon me; only let me get to Christ.” ~ Ignatius, 117AD

I’m into the last chapter of Childers and Aquino’s Unveiling Glory: Visions of Christ’s Transforming Presence and I’m convicted anew of the paramount importance of seeing our salvation as our new creation. Sanctification. Holiness. Whatever you want to call it. Our baptism into Jesus’ life, death, burial, and resurrection frees us from the bonds of sin to live our lives the way he lived his. Our call as God’s children is to live like Jesus.

I’ve heard my whole life that Jesus died so I don’t have to. Now I realize more and more that that’s not true. Jesus died to show me how to.

He lived to show me how to live. He overcame temptation to show me how to overcome temptation. He selflessly served others to show me how to selflessly serve others. He denied himself and picked up his cross and then commanded me to do the same thing.

From Unveiling Glory: “To confess Jesus as Lord is not merely to claim a relationship with him; it is to surrender to a very specific aim — being shaped according to Jesus’ image. Transformation into the image of Christ is the chief aim of the Christian life, and it is growing maturity in Christlikeness that validates authentic Christian experience.”

What Would Jesus Do?

It’s a question that has become almost trite and uninteresting because of all the bumper stickers and bracelets and T-shirts. But WWJD is not a new innovation. It’s not a marketing phenomenon of the past dozen years. Charles M. Sheldon, the preacher at the Central Congregational Church in Topeka, Kansas in 1896 first coined the phrase in his book In His Steps. WWJD was the theme of the book. The introduction to the book includes this memorable line: “I want volunteers who will pledge themselves earnestly and honestly for an entire year not to do anything without first asking the question, ‘What would Jesus do?'”

The apostles believed and preached the exact same thing, that we “all reflect the Lord’s glory and are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit” (2 Corinthians 3:18).

So if that’s the priority, and I know that it is, how do we gauge it? How do we judge whether our lives and our churches are on track? What measurements are appropriate? Precise accuracy in doctrinal thought and practice? Numerical growth? Stimulating and emotionally powerful worship experiences? All of these are compelling gauges of success. Churches plan entire strategies around aims like these. And they hire and fire preachers and ministers every day based on their ability or lack of ability to deliver those kinds of results. But none of those things provide the correct measurements for the authenticity of a Christian experience. I guess we can judge worship, church involvement, daily life, relationships, devotional practices and disciplines. But that’s not the deal.

The only clear sign that a person is sharing true intimacy with Jesus is the evidence that he or she is genuinely being shaped according to his image. That’s what the apostles repeatedly tell us in our Scriptures. And this is the true standard by which they judge the appropriateness of Christian decisions and behavior.

“Your attitude should be the same as that of the Lord Jesus ~Philippians 2:5

“Imitate me as I imitate Christ ~1 Corinthians 11:1

“Be imitators of God ~Ephesians 5:1

No other indicator, no matter how emotionally rich or intellectually satisfying fits the witness of Scripture.

Again, from Unveiling Glory: “Authentic Christian experience always leaves a person acting, speaking, thinking, looking more like Jesus. It may or may not bring people in — sometimes Jesus attracted people; sometimes he repelled them. It may or may not be pleasant or fulfilling — joy abounds in Christ, and yet sharing fellowship with Jesus’ sufferings is never likely to be pleasant. It may or may not impart a sense of warm intimacy with Jesus — sometimes, walking with Jesus causes the disciple to cry out, ‘My God, why have you forsaken me?'”

As church leaders, we should use the aim of growth in Christlikeness as a standard in our personal lives and in our church ministries. Wherever we find other, counterfeit goals driving the agenda, as they often do, we need to identify them as distractions and re-center our focus on the real work of our God.

Peace,

Allan

Lessons From Chad Johnson

Bengals wide receiver Chad Johnson caught a touchdown pass in the first quarter of his team’s win over Baltimore last night and whipped out a replica Pro Football Hall of Fame blazer with the words “Future H.O.F. 20??” on the back. He strutted around the sidelines wearing the coat, much to the delight of photographers and commentators who’d been guessing for weeks how Johnson would celebrate his first TD of the season.ChadJohnson

Johnson is dumb. His agent must be dumber. If he really has designs on the Hall of Fame, this was a dumb move.

This was not a spontaneous celebration. This one took plenty of foresight and planning. His agent was in on it. Several of Johnson’s advisors must have known this was coming. And apparantly they all told him it was a good idea. And even if they advised him otherwise, Johnson obviously overruled them.

Forget for a moment any opinions you may or may not have about how those kinds of staged celebrations call attention to the individual and disrespect the other 52 members of the team who helped score the touchdown. Forget the way those kinds of things alienate teammates and lead to disharmony on the bench and in the lockerroom. Let’s think for a minute about how the Hall of Fame Selection Committee views this.

The Hall of Fame Selection Committee, a fairly exclusive group of sportswriters and former players, mainly grizzled old-guard veteran types who see themselves as protectors of the dignity of the game, work unashamedly at keeping guys out of the Hall, not putting them in. It’s a brutal process. They disect every aspect of a man’s career, including off-field issues and whether anybody got along with the guy or not. If a man ever brings disgrace to the game or attempts to set himself up above the game and the teams, that man will have a very difficult time getting in. These guys on the committee hold grudges. They vote with bias and partiality. It’s not easy to get in. And if you violate any of their written or unwritten codes of honor, you have to hold a dozen league records and a couple of Super Bowl rings to even sniff a chance of being voted in.

I promise you, when Chad Johnson becomes eligible for the Hall of Fame, five years after his retirement, whenever that is, the stunt he pulled last night will come up. Some will claim he poked fun at the process, that he made light of the committee’s serious work, and that he desecrated the sacred beige blazer. Right or wrong, it will happen.

And as I thought about that while watching the game last night, I was reminded of a sermon I heard Jeff Walling preach at WinterFest and at Tulsa a couple of years ago. Making decisions based on the dot, not the line.

Walling had a bright red posterboard circle, probably two feet in diameter, and told us it represented “right now.” The dot represents the present. Today. And then he had a volunteer run a string of twine from the podium all the way down the center aisle, out the back of the foyer, and into the parking lot where we couldn’t see the end of it. The line. He called that “eternity.” And for 30 minutes that “dot” was up there on the stage and the “line” hung over our heads.

And he talked to us about making decisions based on eternity, not based on the here and now.

Adam and Eve were thinking only about the present when they messed up in the Garden of Eden. They were not thinking long term. Samson continually made decisions based on right now, not based on the big picture. When David was in the middle of breaking over half the ten commandments with Bathsheba, he was making the call based on the moment, not based on the future. The rich young ruler. Judas. Ananias and Saphira. The list of Bible characters who made decisions based on the dot and not the line is long.

And we would do well to learn from those lessons.

The decisions we make regarding how we spend our time. How we spend our money. What we say. What we do. Are we making those daily, hour-by-hour decisions based on the dot or the line? Do we take into consideration the eternal aspect of everything we do or are we driven only by what seems to be good at the moment? Do we reflect on what our actions mean for us and for others in the long run, in the big picture? What are the Kingdom ramifications? How does this impact God’s eternal will for my life? When we’re making our choices, do we consider these things at all?

What will this action do to my wife? How could this choice eventually impact my family? Could my spiritual well-being be compromised by this decision? Is there a chance, down the road, this could harm the Church?

It’s like the end of Moses’ great sermon in Deuteronomy 30, and the end of Jesus’ great sermon on the mount in Matthew 7. It’s like in the Garden of Eden in Genesis 2. And it’s like the prophet’s answer to the king in Jeremiah 21. God always gives us choices. He always lays out the options in front of us. Life and prosperity or death and destruction. We make the call. Every day. Every hour. The choices are there. And they are ours. Choose life. Let us make our decisions based on the line, not the dot.

“We fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.”

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CarleyGiftWe’ve always celebrated our children’s birthdays with a family dinner at the restaurant of the birthday girl’s choice. And so far, every kid, every year, we’ve avoided Chuck E. Cheese. Until last night. Carley was adamant. We couldn’t talk her into anything else. And so we went.

SkeeballCarley and Valerie use their tokens on everything. They try it all. They especially enjoy the skeeball (Carley banged in four or five off the top of the game into the little 10,000 point loop) and they took several whirls on the roller coaster simulator.RollerCoaster

Whitney, I think, spent every single one of her tokens shooting hoops.

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Carley&BarbiesCarley was absolutely thrilled with the Hannah Montana Barbie dolls, one for Hannah and one for Miley. You parents of elementary school girls understand. Everyone else, I don’t have the energy to explain. All I know is that Disney could take cauliflower and broccoli, turn it into a TV movie and a 30-minute show with a catchy tune, and sell millions and millions of pounds of it to pre-adolescent girls and their parents all over the world.

Carley&CakeInfernoWe couldnt’ find any candles in the house before we left so we actually stuck eight matches in the cake and lit them. You can see from the picture (notice the blackened matchsticks on the right of Carrie-Anne’s hand) that it wasn’t very smooth. Carley was blowing them out as we were lighting them.

And then to cap off the evening, Mr. Cheese actually sang Happy Birthday to the Bear.Carley&MrCheese

We cashed in our nearly 300 tokens for three little toys that we could have purchased at Wal-Mart for 35-cents each. And we listened to Hannah Montana all the way home.

Next up, six little second graders for a sleepover / party Friday night. How do I get out of this to attend the Birdville-Richland football game?

Help.

Allan

Ode To The Bear

CarleyBonnetIt was eight years ago today, September 10, 1999, that God blessed our family with Carley Renae. In Wichita Falls. Our only child not born in Austin. The only one we knew was coming the day she came. An alarm clock woke us up at 7:00 that morning to drive to the hospital, not water breaking and painful contractions at 3am like with the other two. But the delivery took just as long. It wasn’t until after dinner that Friday evening, after we ran Granny and Grandpa and Gram and Gran-Gran and Pop-Pop and Aunt Pam out of the room that Carley made her first appearance. She just needed a little privacy. We thought maybe she was shy.

 We were wrong.

There’s not a shy bone in Carley’s body. Never has been. CarleyDP

Carley’s been given plenty of nicknames in her eight years—that’s just part of being in our family, I think. Carl. Carley Sue. Gnarley (which Jimmy Mitchell took to the next level when he started calling her Gnarles Barkley). Little Bit.

But Carley has always been and will always be The Bear.

It began early in her life. She wouldn’t just cry when she needed something. She screamed. When she was wet. When she was hungry. When she wanted something. Anything. She would scream in a way the other two never screamed. Like she was furious. Carrie-Anne was the first one to call her a bear. And it stuck. It was her attitude and her angry screaming as a baby that started it.

But as it turns out, Carley is our most sensitive child. She cries at the drop of a hat, as often in reaction to the pain of others as for her own pain. And she is our most affectionate. She loves to hug and cuddle and play. She’s always grabbing our hands or jumping on our backs. She went from angry bear to cuddle bear in a hurry.

But we just call her Carley Bear.

Carley is a sweet, funny, outgoing, loud, compassionate little girl. She keeps us constantly entertained with her singing and dancing. She says exactly what’s on her mind, which also keeps us very entertained. She is a beautiful gift from our God. And she fills our lives with joy.

Happy Birthday, little girl. We love you.

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CowboyJoeMore questions than answers, I think, from last night’s Cowboys game. Understand, I do tend to see only the negatives with this team. In fact, I’m sure I’m actually looking for them. But aside from Jason Witten’s amazing performance, don’t a lot of things from last night’s win over the Giants concern you?

How long will Romo be able to keep throwing those wobbly side-arm balls in the NFL?

How long until Marion Barber does something in the heat of battle so incredibly dumb that he gets suspended for four games?

Yes, the Cowboys D is good against the run. But with that secondary, who needs to run? The Cowboys DBs made Eli to Plaxico look like Montana to Rice. Anthony Henry and Jacques Reeves are WAY overmatched. And, I’m sorry, Roy Williams is probably one of the top three or four most overrated players in the entire NFL. I would take Everson Walls right now over anybody else the Cowboys have—single kidney and yellow T-shirt and everything.

What is that extra little plastic strap around the back side of Wade Phillips’ headset?

The Giants lost their starting quarterback and their starting running back in a one-score game. We all realize that, right?

How many games can the Cowboys win, giving up 35 points on defense? And don’t say it’s OK if Dallas scores more. Dallas won’t.

And, as much as I hate saying this, Jerry Wayne’s new Pepsi commercial with Romo and Phillips is actually very funny. Jerry is running a very close second to Payton Manning for most completely over-exposed NFL personality. But that new Pepsi spot is pretty good.

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Finally (you Legacy brothers and sisters will appreciate my use of “finally” here), a word on change from C. Eric Lincoln, especially in light of our on-going conversations regarding small groups:

“A society or a community that is religiously alert will invariably react to whatever may be perceived as a religious innovation because whatever is new is perceived as an implied threat or contradiction to what has already been settled by history and confirmed by tradition. The ‘innovators’ seldom see their new doctrine or practice as innovation but are quite likely to find its justification, or indeed its roots or requirements, in precisely the ‘Old-time Religion’ to which all parties appeal as jus canonicum.”

We find our unity, our common ground, in whatever discussion we’re having, in the blood of Jesus Christ and his claim of Lordship over every segment of our lives. Our commonality is found in the Holy Word of God and in his mission for his Church. We can all agree on that.

Peace,

Allan

FWC 13, DC 7

What does crow taste like? Humble pie, anyone?

 Fort Worth Christian definitely showed up to play football and gutted out a pretty impressive home win over my Chargers. Despite what the final score might indicate, there were a lot of big plays. It’s just that all of DC’s big plays were overturned or brought back by penalties.

Dallas Christian did have a chance to make the Cards pay for a missed extra point and win the game at the end. They got the ball at their own 20 yard line with just under seven minutes to play and drove it all the way down to the FWC seven yard line at the 1:50 mark. First and goal at the seven. An incomplete pass on first down stopped the clock. But then, as a fitting capper to what had plagued the Chargers all night, a holding penalty pushed them back to the 17 yard line and they just couldn’t pull it off from there. With 45 seconds left they faced a fourth and goal from the five. But an incomplete pass in the end zone ended the DC drive and sealed the deal for the Cardinals.

We were walking across the field to get to our car after the game when Coach Thannum, the FWC Athletics Director, stopped me to take issue with my Dallas Christian T-shirt. I asked him if I could take at least partial credit for their win since my chapel talk obviously inspired the entire school community. And he told me I could take lots and lots of credit. He said my inspirational talk about being fully committed to our goals, about putting behind all the things that distract us from achieving our goals, set the perfect tone for the day. They apparantly talked about it all day long getting ready for the game.

D’oh!

We had a fantastic night. The Brownlows, our common-law members at Legacy, were the perfect hosts. It was so good seeing old DC classmates and teammates such as Jeff M., Mike M., Brian C., Todd S., and their families. We also got to catch up with some old friends from Mesquite like the Montanas, the Powers, and the Tollesons. And then, there are so many new friends on the Fort Worth side of things now. An almost perfect evening.

Congratulations to the Marble Falls Mustangs after their big win over Crockett last night! I’m sure Kyle and Stan and Cord are smiling this morning.

Peace,

Allan

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