Whiteboards and Pulpits

(Above Clip, comes from Stars and Stripes Wednesday April 20, 2010.) There is a lot of speculation floating around regarding the repeal of "Don't Ask, Don't Tell Policy" (DADT) on how it will effect the military. Obviously, I have great concerns regarding this. I love the Army. I love being so close to a people group that desperately needs to hear more of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. It is far from easy. The strain on families during a war on two fronts leaves a ministering Chaplain with not the problem of 'who' do I minister to, but more of a ' Out of the multitudes I can minister to, God please direct me." There is a desperate need for a Evangelical presence in the military, if we are truly about reaching ALL people with the Great Commission. The advancing repeal of the policy could possibly prompt an "exodus of many conservative Chaplains". So, as I look ahead at some of the possible ramifications of the repeal of this DADT policy, thes...

Military Chapel's are unique places to say the least. First you have the most transient people in the world coming to a service, which typically is different from week to week. Even as being a Chaplain, I have seen them range from quality services to something quite unusual. ((If you have been there you know what I am talking about)). Yet despite all the variants I have concluded in the local church and Chapel, there is never going to be a perfect worship service or 'Church' until we, the church, stand before the Throne of God. I think in His presence, we will not concern ourselves so much with ourselves but be overwhelmed with Him. Ok, what's this have to do with Korean Church. Simply this: I am not Korean. I don't speak it, write it. I do want to adopt a Korean Baby. That's about it. This Sunday though, my wife and I attended the Korean Service at Baumholder. It was at this service that I got yet another glimpse of something. It was this: God is Holy and I am ...

I admit, I was not so excited about the idea of paying 14.50 euros to go see a movie that centered around Julia Child, a cookbook, and a blogger (Julie). With my Fanta and Gross (large) Popcorn, I sat down beside my poised wife. As expected the movie bounced from Julia Child in her early years preparing her cookbook to Julie in challenging herself with the daunting task of cooking every recipe from the cookbook in a single year. Thus, the plot: 365 days of cooking, for 123 mins. Yet, I noticed a bizarre desire in my life begin to creep up my neck. A desire to go from bush-league writing and blogging to the top, a book actually published. Dare say, that as the movie progressed it seemed that the cooking and recipes only took a secondary part as the 'publishing' became the overarching theme of the movie. I could feel it happen, my own creativity began to swim as I sipped on the last bit of Fanta, eyed my wive's half full glass. My mind wondered, "What splendid adventure ...