Wednesday, May 30, 2007

You don't know what you've got Wednesday, May, 30, 2007
by John Fischer

How fast the mind works, especially when it imagines the worst. Any parent knows this. My wife still counts heads every time a siren goes off. And it doesn't seem to matter how old your kids are. It still happens.

Our 28-year-old son is currently living in a room we built into the garage. Even though it is separate from the main part of the house, we see him a lot because our office and an extra bathroom are also there. Plus, he loves us and checks in often.

One morning last week when I went over to use the shower, I noticed the lights on and his bed made. That wasn't too unusual in that he sometimes sleeps over with friends, but then he usually gives us a courtesy call. What really got me going, however, was the fact that his wallet, keys and cell phone were all in his room, and his car was parked outside where it usually is. The only thing I could figure was that he was out jogging. And then it hit me. Why was everything so neat and in order in his room? Why didn't he come over and say good night last night like he usually does? Why did his room look like he never slept there? What if he hadn't? That would open up the plausibility that he could have gone jogging the night before and never come back.

As soon as that thought entered my brain, I was a goner. A rush of what-ifs and their accompanying emotions flooded my head. The amazing thing was how powerless I was to stop this. It was like trying to shut off a faucet stuck in the "on" position with a broken valve. I could pray, but I couldn't stop the emotions.

I immediately had him in the hospital or the morgue with no ID. Fifteen seconds later I was planning the funeral and wondering how to get my daughter back from Colorado. She'd be too distraught to drive. And it's amazing when this happens to you, how real it is. It seems like its really happening and the feelings seem like real emotions. All I know is that when I heard his voice talking on his cell phone later, while I was in the shower, a wave of relief came over me, and the hug I greeted him with later took him a little by surprise. I had been right to suspect a jog, and thank goodness it was a morning one.

Joni Mitchell sang, "You don't know what you've got 'til it's gone." To which I would add, you don't know what you've got until you think it's gone. You've heard this before, I'm sure, but we can never hear it too often. Hug the people you love today extra hard, and tell them you are glad they are alive. Every moment we have with someone is precious. Lord, wake us up to the value of our moments together.

Copyright  2007 by John Fischer

I posted this in it entirety, because it says so much about our Love for those close to us. If we can extend that lover further and further each day what a wonderful world this could be.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Brian McLaren on Love and the Kingdom

Please check out this short talk from Brian McLaren on the power of Love and Jesus' message regarding love:



Friday, May 18, 2007

Powerful message on Poverty


Wednesday, May 16, 2007

NBA Playoffs are now a Farce

As a devote Suns fan I watch in amazement as they came to life just in time to beat the Spurs on their home court in a game they had to have. What happened to Steve Nash was inexcusable and should have resulted in a playoff suspension for the player and a 1 or 2 game one for the coach.

Instead the league all but ends the Suns chances of winning a championship. Based on a rule that gives them the leeway to make adjustments if necessary. Is it fair that the Suns worked all year for home court advantage and it is taken away by a cheap shot and a bad rule.

The final straw was this statement by the NBA, "It's not a matter of fairness," said Stu Jackson, the league's enforcement czar. "It's a matter of correctness." What he meant to say was the dirty play of the Spurs will continue until such time as Tim Duncan retires or we find another team more compelling.

If there is any justice, Tim Duncan will foul out in the first quarter!!!

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Rob Bell's Mother Day Message

Rob Bell was at it again. His ending is pure genius. He spoke of a great theologian who wrote something about Mary that he played for those assembled at Mars Hill. For those who were not there I post here the poem from the great theologian Bruce Springsteen.




Devils & Dust
Devils & Dust
2005



Jesus Was An Only Son
Jesus was an only son
As he walked up Calvary Hill
His mother Mary walking beside him
In the path where his blood spilled
Jesus was an only son
In the hills of Nazareth
As he lay reading the Psalms of David
At his mother's feet

A mother prays, "Sleep tight, my child, sleep well
For I'll be at your side
That no shadow, no darkness, no tolling bell,
Shall pierce your dreams this night."

In the garden at Gethsemane
He prayed for the life he'd never live,
He beseeched his Heavenly Father to remove
The cup of death from his lips

Now there's a loss that can never be replaced,
A destination that can never be reached,
A light you'll never find in another's face,
A sea whose distance cannot be breached

Well Jesus kissed his mother's hands
Whispered, "Mother, still your tears,
For remember the soul of the universe
Willed a world and it appeared."



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