REAL CHURCH SEEKS UNREAL MINISTER?!

"This is a true saying, if a man desire the office of a bishop, he desireth a good work."  (I Timothy 3:1)

(Many Bible scholars would say it's permissible to substitute the words "elder" or "overseer" or even "pastor" for "bishop" in I Timothy 3:1.  If you read it as "pastor" it's quite fitting with this piece.) 

Most of my close friends and relatives who are reading this are well aware of my life story over the past few decades, and also know about my present life circumstances.  For the sake of readers who don't know that information, I want to briefly state that I'm an Ordained Assemblies of God minister.  I pastored a small church in Framingham, Massachusetts from 1987 to 2010.  That small church was closed in 2010.  I began a secular job in March of 2010 that I was released from just a few weeks ago.  I'm now in the process of trying to find a new secular job at the jolly age of sixty-one!  I've been spending quite a bit of time in the past few weeks pouring over job postings on-line at some of the most popular job seeking sites. Although I'm looking for a secular position, just a few days ago, I thought it might be fun to check and see if there were any "pastor" positions that had been posted.

As you might guess, there were not many "pastor" or "clergy" positions that I found.  Sometimes there are "chaplain" positions available.  They usually require a minimum of an M.Div. degree and pretty extensive experience in a healthcare or educational setting, along with graduate credits in some very specific areas.  It's very rare to find a "pastor" or "associate pastor" job position posted on a major internet job seeking site, but (amazingly) I did find an associate pastor position posted, and it was at a church in one of Boston's suburbs.

 

I'm very familiar with the church.  It's what I'd call a "mainstream evangelical" church;  definitely "theologically conservative/Bible based" but not particularly "Pentecostal" or "charismatic".  I've got some good friends who attend this church, and I've attended some special events at their large and attractive church facility.  They're a very good church with a lot of good ministries offered, and some excellent and highly gifted people on their staff.  That church is specifically seeking an "Outreach Pastor".  The job description was quite long, quite detailed, and rather complicated.  As I read and tried to mentally digest the job description, bluntly speaking, what I was reading just about blew my mind!  What "freaked me out" about it is that the man (or woman) this church is planning to hire could not possibly exist!  I can't imagine (were he alive, healthy, and able to speak English) that even the Apostle Paul would have a remote shot at being hired!

 

The job's educational requirement is actually quite simple:  It requires only a Bachelor's degree.  That surprised me.  I'd say over half of pastors at Pentecostal and charismatic churches hold only Bachelor's degrees (I have only a Bachelor's); but usually an M.Div. is the minimum allowed at mainline evangelical congregations, with a preference for D.Min. holders.  Yes, the education required is not a big deal, but after that, we get into the "unlikely" and perhaps even "impossible" qualifications!  There's a list of twenty-one "Responsibilities" the Outreach Pastor will be expected to fulfill.  I won't list all of them, but the following is a list of less than half of them:

 

• Determine the critical impact project(s) to engage the congregational for community transformation
• Advocate, recruit, train and deploy ministry partners for service;
• Evaluate the process and potential for continuing missional activity in the particular area;
• Imbed missional activity and identity into the DNA of the congregation.
• Church Growth
• Oversee and have principle* responsibility for the process of developing guests into regular attendees who are involved in Faith Groups.
• Leadership with Outreach Partners
• Form an outreach team;
• Connect church ministry partners with outreach partner ministries based on passion and gifts.
• Work with the Executive Pastor toward creating missional multisite churches.

 

*I (Bob Baril) think they've spelled that word wrong and that they probably meant "principal".

 

The Outreach Pastor is also expected to:

 

"Serve as an active member of the Executive Ministry Council representing Outreach, giving direction to the strategic development of the church’s ministries, with an understanding of the interdependence of the represented ministries. Build a global outreach perspective in staff and church leaders; continually educate church leaders and the congregation regarding the biblical foundation and imperative for outreach."

 

Again, keep in mind I've exactly quoted well under half of their entire job description here!

 

We evangelicals are often (rightly) criticized for using our own jargon in such a way that ordinary people in our modern North American society (frankly) can't even understand what we're talking about.  We talk about "witnessing" and "testimonies" and "mass evangelism" and "V.B.S." and "contemporary Christian music".  Yet, you've got to admit those terms are "small potatoes" compared to the "state-of-the-art" and "cutting edge" elite Christian-ese presented in that church's job description!

 

I understood probably seventy percent of the job description.  The "multisite" thing, for instance, is a trend that's been going on during the past fifteen years or so, in which larger churches that draw from a broad geographic area establish new "sites" in their region.  This isn't really old-fashioned "church planting".  It does have elements of that, but it's a church establishing a "campus" on a new "site" that still maintains a very strong identity with the original church.  Sunday morning sermons may be simulcast on video from the main campus to four or five (or more) satellite locations; yet there's also interaction, prayer, Bible study, pot luck dinners and all sorts of other offerings at each satellite location.  There are pros and cons to the satellite location model, but the biggest pro is that it absolutely reaches more people for Christ and makes a far more powerful impact on a whole metropolitan area than any large and successful church in one location ever could hope to.  The term "missional" means more than "being a missionary".  The idea is that it's a whole "outreach/evangelism" mentality that has the potential to absolutely permeate a society with the gospel of Jesus Christ.  I'm not sure that we really needed a new word for that.  The New Testament itself is "missional" and every Christian and church is supposed to be "missional" although the word "missional" is now the new and cool word and philosophy that's being bandied about in evangelical circles.

 

I would never qualify for that "Outreach Pastor" position!  I have many, many minister friends.  They're mostly men but several are women.  Many are Assemblies of God ministers, and many are Baptist, some Nazarene, some Congregational, some Lutheran, and some with the Evangelical Free Church.   I would guess that about a fourth of my minister friends could perhaps qualify for about half of what that large Boston-area church is looking for in an "Outreach Pastor" but no one could possibly meet all the requirements nor fulfill all the expectations!

 

I must admit, I shared the list of requirements for that "Outreach Pastor" position with a couple of friends of mine who are laypeople.  In fact, one of those laypeople attends that very church!  The first person's reaction was, "That church is expecting the moon when it comes to hiring an outreach pastor!"  The other (the one who actually attends that church) said, "I don't have the Gift of Interpretation of Tongues so I can't understand what the job posting is even saying."  That person then added with obvious concern, "God help us."

 

I stated previously that this church is really quite a good one.  Most of the pastors that I'm acquainted with would be thoroughly delighted if the churches they pastored were drawing one-third the number of people that this church is drawing and if their churches were offering one-third the number of ministries this church is running.  Most of my pastor friends would be thrilled to have the use of a church building and property such as that congregation owns, along with the resources they have.  I almost wonder if this church even needs an "Outreach pastor".  It's possible that the present pastoral staff could connect with churches around the country which have successfully grown and established multisite ministries and "pick the brains" of the leadership of those churches.  If the present church is finding itself in a rut or lacking vision (and that certainly can happen), perhaps certain key ministry people could be brought in to address that issue and to motivate the congregation on certain Sundays of the year.  Perhaps each staff person and key lay leader could take just a piece of that "perfect and ideal" job description and "own" it.  With faith and trust in God, and obedience to God's Word and to the Holy Spirit, it's possible they would accomplish much more in that way as a group than the church's present leaders are hoping to accomplish by hiring an individual Outreach Pastor.  Back in the early 1980s, when I was in my beginning days of ministry, the senior pastor I served under taught a series of classes on "Making Disciples" to the lay leaders of the church.  He stressed many key points, but one that stands out in my momory is, "Learning to walk in the truth that we already know".  He pointed out that we really do study and learn and know so much about discipleship, outreach, and evangelism, but the key thing is, we just have to start living it and doing it!  In addition, I think there's no substitute for that church's present pastoral staff and key lay leaders to each develop mentoring relationships with people in the church and "pour themselves" into those people.  When a "good sized chunk" of the laity get "plugged in" it's truly miraculous what can be accomplished!  And, I know this is going to sound very "Pentecostal" of me, but along with all that, how about some "old-fashioned altar services" and some "old-fashioned prayer meetings"?!  I know mainstream evangelical people can get very uncomfortable with those practices, and sometimes Pentecostals and charismatics have gone "overboard" with hype and emotionalism.  But, to my mainstream evangelical brothers and sisters, I say, "Don't throw out the baby with the bathwater!  You may not need to hire a person who doesn't exist, after all!  (Listen, no matter who you hypothetically would hire as an Outreach Pastor, that person will never really fulfill what you're asking them to in your job description, no matter what he or she may promise you!)   You may just need to focus as never before on loving God, loving people, and changing your way of thinking!" 

This piece is not meant to offend anyone; it's a word from my heart, but to quote from the Apostle Paul, in writing it, "I think also that I have the Spirit of God".

REVIEW OF "THE YOUNG MESSIAH" FILM

"...they received the word with all readiness of mind, and searched the scriptures daily, whether those things were so."  (from Acts 17:11)

Last night I was privileged to attend a special showing of the new film, The Young Messiah, at AMC Theater 10 in Framingham, MA.  The film's official release date is today, March 11, 2016.  I enjoyed the film, but can only recommend it with great reservations and cautions.  I cannot stress enough that The Young Messiah is a work of fiction.  Much of its contents really do not "line up" with the teaching of the New Testament.

The Young Messiah is heavily based upon the novel, Christ the Lord:  out of Egypt, which was written by Anne Rice.  Anne Rice is described on the internet as "an author of gothic fiction, Christian literature, and erotica".  She's especially known for her series of novels entitled, The Vampire Chronicles .  In a Christianity Today artice I found on-line, Anne Rice states that she drew heavily on the "Apocrypha and Apocrypha gospel" in writing her Christ the Lord: out of Egypt story.  I'm sure Anne Rice meant well, but I think she took far too many liberties in imagining the childhood of Jesus Christ.

It is true that Jesus, Mary and Joseph fled into Egypt when Jesus was very, very young, due to the fact that Jesus' life was in danger from the wrath of King Herod the Great.  If you check out the second chapter of Matthew's gospel, you'll learn that an angel of the Lord warned Joseph in a dream to take Jesus and Mary to Egypt.  Sometime later, after Herod the Great's death, Joseph was instructed in a dream to bring Jesus and Mary back home, and Joseph takes them to settle in Nazareth in Galilee.  

In the film, Jesus is a seven-year-old.  I'm not sure how long Jesus, Mary and Joseph stayed in Egypt, but I doubt it was that long.  I don't know the religious background of Anne Rice, but I'm guessing she is either a Roman Catholic or has been heavily influenced by Catholic teaching.  Protestants and Catholics strongly disagree on whether Jesus had brothers and sisters and (frankly) on whether Joseph and Mary ever had normal intimate marital relations or not.  In Catholic tradition and belief, they did not.  

In Matthew 1:25, it tells us that Joseph and Mary were not physically intimate until after Jesus had been born.  It does not state that Mary was a "perpetual virgin" as the Catholic Church believes.  Matthew 1:25 is particularly clear in the New International Version, and here's what it says:

^"But he did not consummate their marriage until she gave birth to a son. And he gave him the name Jesus."

The Bible also states that Jesus, in fact, had brothers and sisters.  Mark 6:3 says:

"Is not this the carpenter, the son of Mary, the brother of James, and Joses, and of Juda, and Simon? and are not his sisters here with us? And they were offended at him."

In Roman Catholic tradition, it's generally believed that these brothers and sisters of Jesus were actually cousins of Jesus.  There's also the possibility that one of more of them could have been adopted by Mary and Joseph, but that they would not have been the biological parents.  I bring out all of this information because in the film, The Young Messiah, James is actually Jesus' older brother who is his biological cousin.  He's with Jesus, Mary and Joseph for the entire time they're in Egypt.  And, in the film's story, Joseph and Mary adopt a slave girl who had been severely abused.  She becomes a big sister to Jesus.

Jesus also works several miracles as a child in the film.  It makes for great drama.  In fact, John's gospel teaches that the first miracle Jesus worked was the changing of water into wine at the wedding in Cana.  That story is found in the Gospel of John chapter two.  In several "gospels" that never made it into the Bible [as the early church fathers deemed them mythological and not credible] Jesus as a child does work miracles.  I think the New Testament makes it clear that Jesus did not function in the role of miracle-working Teacher and Messiah until after His baptism by John the Baptist at about the age of thirty.  At that time, the Holy Spirit descended upon Him as a dove, and the voice of God announced that He was the Son of God in which His Father was well pleased.  (Check out all four gospels to confirm that information.)

I know it may sound as though I'm ready to simply throw The Young Messiah story into a dumpster, but there were aspects of it that I liked.  We do know from the final ten verses or so of chapter two in Luke's gospel, that Jesus did separate from Mary and Joseph on a trip to Jerusalem during Passover and that He went into the Temple and astonished the teachers there with what He had to say.  There's a scene a bit like that in the movie, although Jesus is seven and not twelve.  The boy Jesus in the movie is struggling to figure out why he is different from other children [and from all other humans, for that matter].  In some ways, he's very human, and a kid just like all the other kids.  But in some ways, he's nothing like anyone else.  I must admit, I wonder what it must have been like for Jesus growing up, and I do think the whole dynamic of the child Jesus trying to come to grips with countless questions about his identity may well be very close to how things really were for Jesus.  And, have you ever wondered what it would have been like to parent the Son of God?!  One time when I was teaching those verses from the last part of Luke chapter two [about twelve-year-old Jesus in the Tempoe] in an Adult Sunday School class,  a woman protested that Jesus was wrong, had disobeyed his parents and should have been taken aside and given a spanking!  I replied to her, "Well, if you want to take Jesus into another room and give Jesus a spanking, that's up to you, but I'm going to pass on that one!"

Something else I liked about the movie is that it presented what life must have been like for Jews in Egypt and Palestine at the time of Christ, and that is, horrific and terrible!  There are some bloody scenes in the film and the brutality and anti-semeticism of the Romans is brought out live and in living color.  It was a very hostile world into which Jesus was born.  I think modern Christians often romanticize what Palestine in the time of Christ must have been like.  We think of cheery Christmas pagents and even of inspirational Easter plays which briefly feature the crucifixion but highlight Christ's Resurrection.  We often don't get the real picture of what the times were like!

The Young Messiah was filmed in Italy.  Jesus is played by Adam Greaves-Neal who does a pretty good job with that role.  It was directed by Cyrus Nowrasteh.  I'm concerned that many who see it will think that's exactly how it was for the child Jesus; that the child Jesus worked miracles, raised the dead, and so forth, long before his adulthood.  Bluntly, that's false teaching and to me it's at best sacrilegious and at worst blasphemous.  But, if it can be seen and understood strictly as a work of fiction, and if it causes people to seek for the real Jesus Christ and to study the New Testament, then that will be a good thing!

SPECIAL THOUGHTS AND MEMORIES ON "LEAP DAY", FEBRUARY 29

"So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom."  (Psalm 90:12)

February 29, 2016.  This is a special day.  It's what some people call Leap Day!  Yes, every four years we add a day to the calendar because the planet Earth travels one complete revolution around the sun every three hundred sixty-five and one-fourth days.  The extra day in February takes care of that "one-fourth" part.  It's not quite that simple, however.  In elementary school, I was taught that every four years we have a "leap year".  It's usually a presidential election year.  I deliberately wrote "usually" because just a few years ago I learned that not every fourth year is a leap year!  In fact, most years ending in "00" are not leap years.  I know.  2000 was a leap year.  That's true, but 1900 was not a leap year and 2100 will not be a leap year.  I'm no scientist, but I guess the figure of "three hundred sixty-five and one-fourth days" is rounded off somehow.  In fact, over a period of centuries, adding an extra day every four years would be adding too many days.  In order to compensate for that, most years ending in "00" are not leap years.  I think the way it works is that every fourth "00" year is a leap year.  1600 was a leap year, and 2400 will be a leap year.  I could add that about three hundred years ago, the "western world" changed calendars.  For a little less than three hundred years, we've been using the Gregorian calendar, but prior to that time, we used the Julian calendar.  I may have some of my readers confused already, so I will try to not be any more "technical" on this piece!

My cousin Marilyn was born on February 29, 1952.  I wonder how that works [for anyone born on a Febraury 29] as far as figuring elibibility for beginning to receive social security benefits, or the date you have to register for the draft, or the date you can legally purchase alcoholic beverages, or all sorts of other matters?  I guess it is pretty "cool" to have such a unique birthday!  I'm sorry to have to report that Marilyn passed away a couple of years ago.  She was a thoroughly wonderful person, so that makes this February 29 a bit sad for me.  Marilyn would have been sixty-four today; or if you're only counting "February 29ths" she would have been sixteen today.  If I were a radio D.J., today I'd play two hit songs in Marilyn's memory.  One would be, When I'm Sixty-Four, by The Beatles, and the other would be, You're Sixteen (You're Beautiful and You're Mine) by a Beatle, Ringo Starr.

I know some of my readers may be surprised that I'm a fan of the ABC sitcom The Middle, but I am.  Fans of The Middle know that February 29 is the birthday of the character Sue Heck on the show.  Well, it is and it isn't.  In 2012, a whole episode of The Middle was dedicated to Sue's sixteenth [or was it her fourth?] birthday (February 29, 2012).  Sue gave a big impassioned plea in that episode about the importance of being a "Leap" baby.  The writers, however, decided to have her turn sixteen all over again in February of 2013 and to have her turn eighteen in February of 2015 during her senior year of high school.  I guess the writers of The Middle are about as confused about leap years as are the scientists who plot out what years ending in "00" are supposed to be leap years!

Anyway, it's Leap Year Day so I just couldn't pass up posting this!

And, on this special day, this post comes with a P.S. :

I began writing The Blog of Bob Baril in February of 2006.  I had been meaning to write a special post to honor the ten year anniversary of my blog, and I'd almost forgotten to do that!  I'm thankful this is a leap year, so I can still squeeze in the ten year anniversary thing during February!  Wow. I can't believe I've been writing this blog for ten years.  At the time I started this blog there were maybe about one-tenth as many active "bloggers" out there as there are today.  Having a blog in 2006 was much more of a novelty in those days.  I was actually featured on the front page of a local newspaper as a "Framingham blogger" along with Michelle McElroy who wrote a blog called This is Framingham.  My blog was actually in AOL Journals and had a long, complicated, and difficult URL address during its first couple of years.  Most of my blog entries over the first two or three years were about very secular and sometimes silly matters.  No more than ten percent of them were about "spiritual things".  Many of my Christian friends frankly had a difficult time with that.  I wrote about politics, soda-pop, cars, television shows, and I even sometimes used the blog to express my anger or disappointment about service I'd received.  In those days, I wrote an absolutely vicious and scathing piece about a bad experience I'd had with an airline, including having to spend the night in an airport.  Some friends said I'd exhibited conduct, "unbecoming of a minister", and that I should be ashamed of myself.  I will say I gave that a lot of thought, and over time there were fewer and fewer "secular" postings and more and more "Christian" or "Biblical" entries.  Today, probably ninety percent of what I write on the blog is explicitly "Christian", and yes today's is an exception to that.  I think it was in 2008 when AOL decided to drop all of its blogs [what they called AOL Journals].  I wrote one entry saying that the blog may be coming to an end.  I was delighted that blogspot made a way for the AOL folks to "switch over" to their service.  It meant a new [and easier] URL address, and a different and more aesthetically pleasing layout.  I can't remember if it was two or three years ago that during a time of great depression, I posted that the blog was pretty much coming to an end and that in the future I'd only be posting once in a very great while.  I really meant it when I wrote that piece, but after three or four weeks, I realized that writing my blog was so therapeutic for me that I wasn't going to stop it, nor almost stop it, after all.

Today, it seems like "everybody" writes a blog.  It's not so special and unique anymore.  Writing a blog is probably not going to get you featured on the front page of your local newspaper, for instance!  I admit that probably about half of the posts I've placed on the blog over the years are not very good at all.  There's a lot of drivel.  I will also admit that one of my early purposes for writing was, what a friend of mine calls, "shameless self-promotion".  One of the deacons at the church I attend [i.e. "Bread of Life Church"] teaches a "new believers" class and I've actually gone through it a couple of times.  No, I'm certainly not a "new believer" but it's amazing how much you can learn in such a class.  In one session he warned against "shameless self-promotion", and I have to admit I felt very guilty.  As I kid, I was terribly uncool and kind of awkward.  Maybe this is talking about The Middle a little bit too much, but I was a kid like the character Brick Heck.  Well, I admit, I wasn't quite that weird;  I didn't lower my head and whisper two words at the end of every sentence and I didn't yell "whoop!" when I was excited, but I was terribly uncool!  As a [seemingly] failed pastor of a tiny and non-spectacular church, I felt totally marginalized and pushed aside, and I longed for recognition.  Part of why I almost stopped the blog a couple of years ago, frankly, is that behind the scenes, I know how many "hits" the blog gets and how many "hits" each individual posting gets.  Let's put it like this:  If my blog were a 2016 presidential candidate, it would be Rand Paul!

I've gone way too long with this, and perhaps it should have been two postings instead of one!  And, maybe this is more "shameless self-promotion" but I'd really appreciate your feedback to me by e-mail or on Facebook or by your comments here at this very posting.

Again:  Happy February 29, 2016!

CANTON CRYING

"Blessed are they that mourn:  for they shall be comforted."  (Matthew 5:4)

"Where is it written that 'life is fair'?"

During the many years I pastored at First Assembly of God of Framingham (MA) that line was spoken countless times by Claire, the church's volunteer secretary.  Please don't misunderstand.  She had great faith in God and had a wonderful disposition, but (like most of us) she sometimes had difficulty processing life's disappointments, challenges, and heartaches.

Canton, Massachusetts, the community in which I was raised, is currently trying to come to grips with two devastating accidental deaths.  Not one, but two people in Canton have been killed by falling tree limbs.  A six-year-old girl, Kaleigh Kenyon, died on Friday, February 5 and a forty-eight-year-old man, Thomas Gunning, died on Saturday, February 6.  The heavy, wet snow which fell on Friday [much more than had been forecasted] brought down some trees and a number of large limbs.  Mr. Gunning was a well known and very well liked and admired hockey coach in town.  He was clearing off a hockey rink located in his back yard when the terrible accident happened.  Little Kaleigh had gone out to do what countless New England children do every winter day- play in the snow, when she was knocked down by a huge limb.

My sister Dianne has been deeply affected by little Kaleigh's death.  The child attended church where Dianne worships each Sunday morning:  Faith Baptist Church in Stoughton [just over the Canton line].  Kaleigh's aunt had been bringing her to worship services for several months.  Dianne says she particularly noticed little Kaleigh each week, admiring her beautiful red hair and blue eyes, and appreciating the child's cheerful demeanor.  The church's pastor has recently been preaching a series of sermons from the Gospel of Luke.  Last Sunday's passage happened to be from Luke chapter eighteen verses sixteen and seventeen.  Ironically, that's the famous, "Let the little children come to me...for of such is the kingdom of God," passage.  The wise pastor tied in the passage with the devastating loss of little Kaleigh, reminding the tearful church family that she's now in Heaven with the Lord.

Claire was right.  Unexpected, accidental deaths such as happened in Canton this past week are very difficult to accept and to understand.  There are no adequate words to describe the grief the families and close friends of Kaleigh Kenyon and Thomas Gunning are walking through.  About a year ago, I was called upon the conduct the funeral service of a two-month-old baby who had passed away from Sudden Infant Death Syndrome.  I haven't actively pastored a church for several years, so I felt "rusty" as I prepared for that service.  I admit to having felt nervous and overwhelmed as I stood before the mourners.  I opened with a story I'd heard my Uncle Raymond tell.  It was the story of his seven-year-old sister Irene's funeral procession in 1915.  The little casket was on a horse-drawn hearse.  Uncle Raymond remembered his father [my grandfather] grief-stricken and sobbing.  I commented that the world of today is so much more technologically sophisticated and advanced that that of a hundred years ago, but that processing the loss of a little child is not any easier.

Claire the volunteer secretary is still living, but frankly facing some very "unfair" challenges and difficulties of her own at this time.  I had lunch with a friend last Thursday who has walked through several difficult years, as have I.  We shared our hope for God to work things out in our lives and for things to ultimately get better.  I know that for many people, the concept of putting one's faith and trust in God, even when life doesn't make sense, is considered "pie in the sky" and foolishness.  But for me, my faith in God and in His Word is the only thing that keeps me sane and pressing on through difficult times.

I've seen and experienced great miracles from God and wonderful answers to prayer in my life.  I've also experienced times when God seemed to be a billion miles away, circumstances were dark and confusing, and seemingly nothing made sense.  I wish life consisted of just one miraculous answer to prayer after another!  I "wouldn't sign up for" (to use a friend's expression) those horrific experiences that bring great pain and make no sense.  I hate those things.  But they're part of life, and no matter how hard I try, I can't run away from them.

The Apostle Paul wrote the following while serving time in prison:

"I know both how to be abased, and I know how to abound:  every where and in all things I am instructed both to be full and to be hungry, both to abound and to suffer need."  (Philippians 4:12)

In other words, "No matter what happens I'm perfectly content and fully trusting in God".  Wow.  I'm frequently not "there", but I want to be!  One more "very real" verse from the Bible says:

"...Lord, I believe; help thou mine unbelief."  (from Mark 9:24)

No, from our point of view, life definitely isn't fair.  But one hundred years from today, for probably everyone who reads this; this life will be over; but if we've walked and talked with the Lord, and trusted Him with our hearts and lives, we'll be with Him forever and our joy will be eternally full.

In closing, I want to extend my sincere condolences to the families of Kaleigh Kenyon and Thomas Gunning.  I say to them and to the people of Canton, please look to the Lord.  In Him, there really is hope.

DAVE MILLEY- TWO YEARS LATER

"I thank my God upon every remembrance of you,"  (Philippians 1:3)

It hit me yesterday.  Two years ago on a Sunday afternoon in late January, I attended the visiting hours and funeral service for Dave Milley at a funeral home in Stoughton, Massachusetts.  It's hard to believe two years have gone by since his passing.  Dave was seventy-two-years-old at the time of his death, so he'd be seventy-four now.  I recall that at his service, someone commented to me that Dave died ten years earlier than he really should have.  That may sound like a weird or erroneous observation for a person to have made, but I heartily agreed with that gentleman's comment, and I still agree with it.

I greatly grieved at the loss of David C. Milley.  I knew him for almost thirty-six years, but it was during the last five or six years of his life that we became really close.  Within twenty-four hours of his passing, I wrote and posted on-line what I believed was a very powerful piece about Dave- a piece I considered to be a great tribute to him.  Some of his relatives thought my posting was much too explicit and quite inappropriate.  I guess my problem was that I'd sort of pulled out all the stops in writing about Dave's strengths and weaknesses.  A Milley family member contacted me and asked me to take my posting down- and I did just that.  Later, someone asked me if I'd saved a copy of that piece.  I didn't.  I intended to honor the family's request, and I never meant to hurt anyone, nor to disparage Dave Milley's image or reputation.  My intention was to honor him and to help insure that his greatness and legacy would not be forgotten.

Today, if you do an on-line search for David C. Milley, you won't find very much material.  That's disappointing, because if and when the history of the Assemblies of God and the Pentecostal movement in the northeastern U.S.A. during the last half of the twentieth century is written, I believe Dave Milley will hold a prominent position in such a scholarly work.  In many respects, he was a great man.  Dave was a natural born leader.  I think he could have become Governor of Massachusetts or even President of the United States if he'd have aspired to one of those positions.  Dave was the first Boston Teen Challenge director way back in the early 1960s.  He personally knew early leaders in that wonderful organization such as the Rev. David Wilkerson [author of The Cross and the Switchblade]  and a famous early convert of Wilkerson's ministry, Nicky Cruz.  David Milley later pastored one of the key Assemblies of God churches in northern New Jersey, and subsequently he became pastor of Walpole (MA) Assembly of God [the name was changed to Christian Life Center] at a critical juncture in the church's history.  Milley led numerous short-term missions trips to foreign countries, and inspired many to become ministers and missionaries.  He was a charismatic personality, and a gifted church leader.

Dave Milley did not see people as they were; he saw people as what they could become.  I know that when he hired me as an assistant pastor, there were people who wondered how a guy who was seemingly afraid of his own shadow (i.e. me) could possibly serve in such an important position.  Milley told skeptics that I'd never really been given a chance at leadership, but that with the proper mentoring and instruction I'd rise to the challenge.  I honestly don't think anyone else would have granted a timid young man such an opportunity!  (Note: for you Bible scholars, I guess those skeptics forgot about the Apostle Paul mentoring the timid young man named Timothy.)  I'd graduated from Central Bible College, yes, but I truly don't believe I'd ever have served as an Assemblies of God pastor without the care and foresight of Dave Milley.

Dave went through some pain and difficulties in his own life following his years of ministry in Walpole, Massachusetts.  I believe the "older" Dave Milley was a far greater man than the charismatic leader of the eighties.  The D.C.M. of the years following 2000 had compassion, empathy, and spiritual depth much like that of his late father, Norman Milley, Sr.  I will never forget a morning in June of 2009 in which I was in deep emotional pain and frankly in what could be described as "a very dark place".  The warmth, wisdom and deep concern he showed me that day was quite special and most helpful and meaningful.  That morning was a turning point for me.

I had my final visit with Dave at his residence in early November of 2013.  He told me his heart condition was very serious and that he'd made all his funeral arrangements.  I prayed with him that afternoon.  That day, there was a deep friendship love between us on the level of what you hear in Elton John's The Last Song.  

It's been two years.  I just don't want Dave Milley to be forgotten!

SHORTEST DAY AND LONGEST YEAR

 "For with God nothing shall be impossible." (Luke 1:37)

That verse comes from the Biblical account of the angel Gabriel's announcement to Mary that she would become the virgin mother of the Messiah.  It fits right in with this season, and it fits right in with this piece.  It was exactly one year ago today, on December 21, 2014, that my 1995 Subaru Impreza died!  The car had 270,911 miles on its odometer.  I can't help but think that the "911" was significant!

December 21, 2014 was a Sunday.  On that Sunday, my wife Mary Ann was directing the children's Christmas drama at Bread of Life Church, just like she did yesterday.  She stayed up in northern Worcester County the night before.  Early on Sunday morning, I got into the Subaru but there was no way it was going to start.  It's a long story, but I not only drained the battery that morning, but in the process of doing that, I "fried" the engine.  I was so disappointed!  My heart had been set on attending that Christmas drama;  then my "grown kids" Jon and Rachel were going to join Mary Ann and me at a restaurant for a nice Sunday meal.  Instead, there was no trip to Westminster, and although December 21 was the shortest day of the year, as it is every year, it was a long and sad day for me that began a long and in some respects; a difficult year.

There is no way I can explain all the "whys or wherefores" of this, but I moved into Jon and Rachel's apartment due to its convenient location to my answering service job.  I expected to be there for perhaps a week or two.  It ended up being four weeks.  I expected to be without a car for up to two weeks; instead, I went without my own car for five and a half months!  I have actually seriously considered writing a book about that experience entitled, "Five and a Half Months".  The one big problem with writing the book is time!   I would need quite a bit of time to devote to it, and I just have not found the time to do it.  I have come up with twelve titles of chapters for such a book, however, including, "A Month to Remember", "Lots of Snow and Lots of Tears", "Hyundai One and Hyundai Two", and "June 6, 2015". 

My son Jon believed with all of his heart and soul that I was going to be supernaturally given a great used car which would cost me nothing.  A couple of days after the Subaru's death, a guy I know who is a used car dealer bought a 1995 Saturn sedan at auction for a very low price and offered it to me at his very low price.  I agreed to this (despite what Jon had told me).  I spent almost a month waiting to get that car!  There was a problem with the car's Title.  Without a Title, there's no way the car could be registered.  I waited and waited.  There was all kinds of scrambling to some up with the Title, but ultimately my car dealer contact brought the car back to the auction and got his money back.  There were several cars that came my way for reasonable prices during that five and a half months, including "Hyundai One and Hyundai Two".  I came very close to buying some of them, but some of them "fell through" and in one case, after much prayer and thought, I decided to not borrow $1500. from a family member to buy a 1996 Saturn (not to be confused with the 1995 Saturn mentioned above).  One person I know was very skeptical when I said somehow was God was going to provide a car for me.  That person figuratively dumped a large bucket of ice water on my head in telling me me, "I'm a realist!".  I was haunted by those words for weeks, and I had to fight against them and struggle to keep believing God to take care of me.

It's a long story, but I was given a car in early June:  A 2001 silver Toyota Corolla.  It's truly a miracle car and I don't think I ever get into that car without feeling "choked up" and deeply thankful.  The most meaningful trip I took in the Toyota was with my son for his appearance on, "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire" (the taping was in July).  Ironically, that taping was in Stamford, Connecticut and the Toyota was a Connecticut car for its entire life history prior to my taking ownership of it.

This year, I not only attended the children's Christmas drama at Bread of Life Church, but I played a major part in the play!  Yesterday, I had a great time acting in that program, and my "grown kids" joined my wife and me at a restaurant for Sunday dinner.  We'd come full circle; a year had passed.  I had lots of fun in the play, but I kept contrasting it with last year's death of the Subaru.  I also felt "choked up" thinking of how good God has been to me.

My late mother literally spent half of her adult life deeply depressed.  I've also been afflicted with this malady.  She tended to think most people's lives were happy and carefree but that she was one of the few who suffered with pain, loss, heartache, and disappointment.  My many years in the pastorate taught me that for every person who leads an essentially happy and carefree adult life, there are scores and scores of folks who endure great suffering, hardship, and tragedy.  Few of us escape this stuff.  We easily forgot the years the Apostle Paul spent in dark, dank prison cells, and the severe beatings he endured for the cause of Christ.  And, many times we don't stop to think about the great suffering the Lord Jesus Christ endured for us.  My own life has included a large amount of loss and disappointment over the past six years, and I've known dark days.  But, I've got to tell you, that December 21 is a good day for me this year!  It's a milestone.  It's a reminder that, as my dear friend Dave Milley (who is now in Heaven) used to often proclaim, "Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning!" 

I entitled this piece, "Shortest Day and Longest Year".  Of course, that title refers to the shortest day of the year in 2014 and the long year of many challenges and ups and downs which followed it.  It might, however, be more appropriate to call it, "Longest Day and Shortest Year".  Sunday, December 21, 2014 was a long and disappointing day for me; in some ways, I feel like it was only yesterday, and now I have the perspective that God has been faithful and brighter days are ahead!

WHAT I'D LIKE TO SAY TO BRADLEY JAY

"...Can the blind lead the blind? shall they not both fall into the ditch?"  (from Luke 6:39)

Bradley Jay hosts a radio talk show during the "very early morning hours" on Boston's WBZ which is located at 1030 on the AM dial, and of course can be heard over the internet all over the world.  (The show airs from Midnight to 5 a.m. Eastern time.)  I have never listened to an entire broadcast of "Jay Talking" as it's formally called.  I sometimes hear the first few minutes, but most often, I listen from about 3:45 to about 4:30.  

Several times over the past few weeks, Bradley has brought up the topic of "religion".  His main focus has been stating "the parts of the Bible that man made up" as compared with "the matters that really came from God".  Most of my readers know I'm an Ordained Assemblies of God minister, and that prior to my Ordination, I was a seriously committed Christian layperson.  I will say bluntly that much of what Bradley has had to say has been "off the wall".  Lest anyone complain that I'm writing about Bradley Jay behind his back and that I should say all of these things to him, please be assured that I have.  I've actually written Bradley Jay two letters over the past few months, and I've sent them to him via U.S. mail.  In the letters, I address various matters he's brought up on the show, including religious matters.  He has not responded.  In fact, as bothersome as it is to hear an arrogant and self-appointed guy give a completely absurd rendition of Christianity and the Bible  over the airwaves, the callers who respond to him usually make statements that are far more erroneous than anything he has to say!

Last night (or was it this morning?) he focused on the Ten Commandments.   Bradley proclaimed which commandments were from God and which commandments weren't from God.  No, there were not any lightning bolts that hit the 1170 Soldiers Field Road facility in Boston's Allston neighborhood around 4 a.m., but that's because God is a God of love, patience, and mercy!   Bradley eliminated "Thou Shalt Not Covet" as well as "Thou Shalt Not Commit Adultery".  Oh, and, the thing about not making any "Graven Image" got short shrift from him.  I thought it was comical that during the 3 a.m. hour he threw out "Thou Shalt Not Covet" but that during the 4 a.m. hour, he decided he liked "Thou Shalt Not Covet" after all, so that made it back onto the list of Commandments From God.   A female caller ran her mouth against "Thou Shalt Not Commit Adultery" bringing out the fact that a lot of Biblical characters did commit adultery (and hey, a lot of them did! ) but she had some wrong information.  She stated that Abraham had relations with a concubine and that this union produced the promised son Isaac.  Wrong!  Isaac, the promised son, was born of Abraham's wife Sarah during her old age.  (Yes, his birth was a miracle as she was long past menopause.) 

Lest anybody get the wrong idea, in some respects I do like Bradley Jay.  His best shows are the programs in which he talks about the international and domestic trips he has taken on his vacations, and the programs in which he's told interesting stories from his youth.  Regarding religion, Bradley's like most New Englanders:  He hasn't got a clue!   I honestly thought about calling Bradley and speaking to him over the air, but I was half asleep and would have preferred to have some notes in place in front of me to which I could refer.  I did not want to be made to look foolish by him.  One thing I would have said to him is that his conversation today reminded me so much of a conversation Jesus had with the Sadducees in Matthew chapter twenty-two.  The Sadducees did not believe in angels and the Sadducees did not believe in a resurrection of the dead.   I imagine that when they came to Jesus in an attempt to try to make Him look foolish, they must have sounded a lot like Bradley Jay!  The Old Testament Law stated that if a man died and his wife was childless, his brother was to marry her to raise up descendants for the deceased.  The Sadducees claimed that there were seven brothers.  Due to this Old Testament Law, each was married to her!  One would die, then she'd marry the next, then he would die and she'd marry the next, and so on!  It ended up that she was married to all of them.  Their Bradley Jay style question was:  In the Resurrection, who will she be married to, for she had each of them as a husband?   Jesus replied:

"...Ye do err, not knowing the scriptures, nor the power of God."  (from Matthew 22:29).

Amen and amen!

That's Bradley's problem, and the problem of those like him.  They greatly err, not knowing the Scriptures nor the power of God.  Bradley thinks life should be a matter of people just being good and doing good.  In this month in which we celebrate the Nativity, I wonder if Bradley has any idea why God sent His Son into this world?  A thorough reading of the New Testament reveals that only perfect people go to Heaven.  The purpose of the Ten Commandments, in fact, was to show us, how far short we fall; that we are sinners; that we have failed; that we can't and don't measure up.  They were to show us that no matter how good we are, it's never good enough.  Jesus Christ came to pay the penalty for our sins- to be our Atonement.  If we put our trust in Him, then due to His righteousness and not ours, we go to Heaven when we die.   (See Galatians 3:24 which tells us the Law was our "schoolmaster" [or "tutor"] to bring us to Christ.   See also Ephesians 2:8-9 and John's Gospel 1:12.)

To Bradley Jay, I would say:  Stick to the travel/vacation stories!  If you want to discuss the Bible,  have someone like your friend "Father Brian" on to discuss the Bible with you.   And, Merry Christmas!