...and we wait

Ok, so here's the short version of our update...

Judy and I are being considered for a Children's pastor position in Overland Park, KS. We are very excited about this, and are seeking God's direction..

last night Judy talked to the pastor, and he'll be calling us on Thursday to discuss flying us down for a meet & greet. So....more to come I guess

Times a changin'

So much change is happening around us.
First: the temperature. Now, I'm all about the cold weather, and this cold streak is making me homesick...but can we have some consistency...seems to me that last week I didn't really need a jacket..and this weekend I needed to be wraped by the pelts of 16 polar bears...man was it cold.
Second: Whitey's Canadian enfatuation. I had no idea. All those jokes and slams...turns out he loves Canada. We could be brothers from different mothers. Maybe not. Maybe long lost adopted brothers, that were slpit at a young age, but come to find out were are both adopted, but have the same "virtual" mother.

if virtual is in quotes..what does that mean...it's real? anyway

Third: Judy and I's life. Thigns are changing. Soon we're getting health benefits and a tax refund (gotta love tax refunds). We're praying and talking about our and where God is leading us. It can be a freeing and frustrating time. Freeing because it's another opportunity to really on God on a different level. Frustrating because it's another opportunity for us to not have any control on our life situation. Make sense?

Anyway, there's a potential opportunity presenting itself, and I feel my heart warming up to it. But I want to be sure. but maybe faith isn't being sure in the direction or the decision, but trusting that God's hand is behind me, guiding and supporting me. I don't know.

I think the one of the hard thigns is that most people leave a place because they want to get away, or they just need a change. I feel like I"m leaving a place I love and want to stay, but feel like I'm being asked to leave. Tough place to be. The next step could be even better. who knows?

Oh well, the rythm of life continues...

Prodecentralizationalist seeking Prodecentralizationalism

The title and overuse of uselessly long syllabled words was for Durkee. Missing you.

Theme was for me. Part of the process in this journey to discovering who Jason is, is learning who I am in light of the body (which part am I?) and what role I play in light of the kingdom. Both of which require me to be a part of something, rather than that something being a part of me.

This past year of "ministry" has been a huge growth opp. I realize that I've become a Pro-decentralizationalist. Meaning, I've become aware that the way Christ designed his church to opperate is really the best way. No WAY! uh huh WAY! Even the savior removed himself as the central figure to what was going on. Time and time again, he steps aside to give the Father glory, or sets others around him to win, rather than let everyone know that he was the one to make things happen (see Wedding at Cana...the host gets the glory, though Christ did the 'work'). All that to say that I am becoming more and more aware of the need to not be central to the 'minsitry' entrusted to me. And with this shift in paradigm, I am in need of an pro-decentralizationalistic environment. So far so good.

I hope that the next step for me is a place that has already embraced Prodecentralizationalism. Here's praying!

middle schoolers & Jesus

I'm sitting here in the local coffee shop, thinking about tonight. I get to share with middle schoolers part of my journey in ridding myself of my junk, of the stuff that hinders relationship & community. I can't help but think of those that don't have a connection with Christ, or that Moto is their only view into his world. Or even those who have full functionning "christian" families and have every opportunity to deepen their walk, but just have no reason to. It breaks my heart. It makes we want to do more, it makes me what to say more, it makes me want to pray "God, make them want you."

But then I realize how absurd that last prayer is, in the realm of our free will. I just want them to grab hold of freedom with both hands and never let go.

For those who read this, I ask, pray tonight. Not just for me, but for the students. I really want them to see Jesus tonight. Any way possible.