My Mac Fund

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Note: the following is in jest. I hope you won’t take any of this seriously (unless you’re feeling REALLY generous).

I’ve started my Mac Book Pro fund. Obviously, the idea is for me to FINALLY buy a Mac and end the days of PC frustration forever. Also, I will be 20% more hip. Alas, me not being able to grow a proper beard cost me 20% hipsterness so these would cancel each other out.

I accept all major forms of payment (and even the minor ones, too). I accept Visa, Mastercard, American Express, Checks and (most of all) CA$H. I do like CA$H.

I’m hoping that writing these blogs on a Mac will make me 20% more creative and witty and (hopefully) profound. I’d be able to get my Mac on (and not in a super-creepy stalker-y way- nooooooooooo)

But seriously, what I want for Christmas is to be content with what I have. To live in gratitude and thanksgiving. To know that if I have God and nothing else, I have as much as if I had God and everything else.

I’d also like some whirled peas. Think about it for a minute and you’ll get it.

 

When You’re Really, Really Lost

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I got really lost once. Well, ok, it’s been way more than the one time because I have the world’s worst sense of direction. Not exaggerating. It’s really that epically bad.

Anyway, here’s a story about ONE of the MANY, MANY times I got lost.

I made the trek out to see a high school football game featuring my old alma mater. This was pre-me having GPS and/or a smart phone. Most likely, I had my directions scribbled down on a very wrinkly piece of paper that I stuck in my pocket and prayed that I wouldn’t lose.

I did just fine getting there. It was a good game and I’m fairly certain we won. Or they won and I observed.

On the way back was an entirely different story. It was dark, the road had two lanes, and I was in unfamiliar territory. I got lost.

I probably missed a turn in the dark and proceeded to lose what precious little sense of direction I had. And sanity.

Also, my car wasn’t acting right. It kept stalling out on me at very inopportune times. Like on a two-lane road in the dark in the middle of nowhere. I swear I heard banjos playing the theme from Deliverance. I was scared out of my mind.

I love what my pastor said: Christianity isn’t about how we can get to God, but how God in Jesus has come to us.

When you’re lost, you don’t need someone asking questions like, “Where are you?” If you knew that, you wouldn’t be lost. I personally don’t like people trying to give me more directions on how to get out of being lost. If I were any good at following directions, I wouldn’t have missed that infamous turn and gotten lost in the first place.

You need someone who can come to you and show you the way out.

That’s what Jesus did. He came to show lost people the way out, the way back, and the way home.

That is Christmas. It’s a time to come home. And Jesus has come to show you and me the way.

The First Chegg-Nog of the Year

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I had me a chegg-nog. I’m not sure if that is the correct spelling (or even if there is a correct spelling). It’s a deliciously awesome blend of chai and egg nog. In other words, chai + egg nog = one happy me. That’s the kind of math I like.

Why?

Because it’s Monday and I survived. Because I didn’t trip over my shoelaces and injure myself. Because I found out today that my temp assignment has been extended through the end of the year.

Sometimes when you can find no other reason, you just need to celebrate breathing in and breathing out. You need to celebrate being alive because life is a gift and your tomorrow is not guaranteed.

I read somewhere that if you want to change your perspective, find and write down three things you are thankful for. Do that for 21 days in a row and your outlook will be different.

So here are mine:

1) I am thankful for whoever decided to combine chai and egg nog.

2) I’m thankful to be able to serve at Room in the Inn and get my perspective challenged and changed by the homeless men I hang out with every Monday.

3) I’m thankful to be inside on a cold, windy, and rainy night.

Advent Is Here Again

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“‘Yes,’ said Queen Lucy. ‘In our world too, a stable once had something inside it that was bigger than our whole world’” (C. S. Lewis).

Advent means waiting. Not just waiting. It means waiting with expectation. When I think of the word, I think of me as a kid on Christmas Eve, so excited that I couldn’t fall asleep and feeling that the next morning couldn’t arrive fast enough.

Advent means a child awaiting the last day of school and the start of summer break. Or maybe that delicious feeling you get when you set out the driveway toward your vacation destination.

Sadly, most of the things I looked forward to so eagerly haven’t lived up to the hype. I can’t even remember most of the presents I was so anxious to open. Most of them probably ended up in garage sales or in Goodwill donation boxes.

However, the Advent is different. This present comes in a very small package. The infinite became an embryo and then, a helpless infant. God took on flesh and bone and became one of us. His coming meant the birth of hope, the birth of multiple second chances, and the birth of Love. Not sappy romantic love that fades over time, but real and true love that lays down its life for the beloved.

On a side note, if Advent does anything, it should make you look past the surface. It should make you look beyond appearances to what’s underneath. The Bible says that Jesus was nothing to look at (my very loose translation of Isaiah 53:2) but underneath was the salvation of all who put their trust in Him.

Lucy had it right. What was in that stable so long ago was bigger than the whole universe. What was dressed up in rags was worth more than all the universe and everything in it put together.

That’s what I’m waiting for.

 

 

Christmas Decorations

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One of my favorite parts of Christmas is decorating the ol’ family Christmas tree.

Most people have ornaments from places like Pier One and Hobby Lobby and all those trendy places, but most of the ornaments on this tree are anything but trendy.

A lot of these ornaments look like they were crafted by kids, because a lot of them were. Leigh (my sister) and I are represented on the tree by lots of those paper ornaments that probably wouldn’t mean anything to anyone else. But they mean a lot to me.

Many of the decorations have the year on them from when they first became a part of the infamous Johnson Family Tree. Some go back to the 80’s. A few even go back before that. Some are even older than I am.

We have ornaments for all the dead pets, too. That amounts to three dogs and one parakeet for those of you who are keeping score.

Each one taken individually, they are not really all that pretty. But each one holds memories that can’t be bought, so to me they are priceless.

Somehow, when they are all put together, they look beautiful.

I guess that’s kind of like the Church. Individually, we may not look like much. We may not even amount to much in the eyes of most people. But put together, we become something amazing and beautiful and powerful. We become the very hands and feet of God. We are the very body of Christ present to the world.

What most people would look at once and throw in the garbage, Jesus takes and makes into something grand. Ephesians 2:10 says that we are heaven’s poetry etched onto human lives.

All that from some old decorations. Wow. Maybe I’ll look at those old ornaments differently this year.

 

Revisiting the Christmas Movies

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It’s that time again. By that, I mean it’s time to dust off the Christmas movies and watch them all again. For some reason, it doesn’t feel right to watch them before Thanksgiving, but starting at 12:01 am I can officially start. Not that I ever start at 12:01 am. I’m just saying I could.

I have my list of annual must-see Christmas movies and I have those that I’d like to watch but the world won’t end if I don’t get around to those.

So far, I’ve seen Elf, The Polar Express, and The Santa Clause, so it’s a good start.

I prefer the older black-and-white movies like the ones they show on TCM, like It’s a Wonderful Life, The Bishop’s Wife, Christmas in Connecticut, and A Holiday Affair. Not to say that I don’t like the old color movies like White Christmas. I like ’em all.

I have all the major television specials like A Charlie Brown Christmas and all the Rankin-Bass classics. Hopefully, I can get around to watching those this year because they always leave me feeling warm and fuzzy inside. Kinda like the tryptophan effect without actually consuming all those turkey calories.

I hope you have your favorites, too. I hope you have your family traditions for Christmas. Most of all, I hope you remember that Christmas isn’t really about presents and wrapping and decorations or even those great old movies. Christmas is about the child born in a stable and laid in a manger almost 2,000 years ago. That is what Christmas is truly all about.

 

Thanksgiving for the Other 364 Days

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It’s Thanksgiving. I think I ate my weight in turkey, dressing, and all of the other usual Thanksgiving food groups. As I write this, I am in a semi-food coma, complete with tryptophan-induced euphoria. Life is good.

I would be amiss if I didn’t take time to list what I’m thankful for on this day of all days, so here goes:

1) I’m thankful for the noble sacrifice so many turkeys made so that I could eat my weight in deliciousness and probably have to go up a size or two in pants.

2) I’m thankful for having the day off from work so I could revel in my tryptophan high and slip into my usual food coma. Plus, I seriously doubt I would have been able to accomplish anything productive after stuffing my face with with much good food.

3) I’m thankful for all the Thanksgiving-themed episodes of Friends they’ve been showing on TV Land, especially the one with Joey’s thanksgiving pants.

4) I’m thankful that my afore-mentioned vanilla pumpkin pie cheesecake (see the previous blog) turned out to be not only edible, but quite tasty. One might even say scrumptious.

5) I’m thankful that I got to see all my family gathered together for at least one more year. If I got nothing else for the rest of the year, that alone would have been worth it.

That’s my list for Thanksgiving Day 2014.

I Made This!

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I made a vanilla pumpkin pie cheesecake today. With my own hands, no less!

It even has layers. Layers, people!

I only say all this to tell you that you can do more than you think you can sometimes.

I didn’t say that if you put your mind to it, you can do anything. As hard as I try and as bad as I want it, I will never be able to dunk on a regulation basketball goal. Never. Even if I wear Michael Jordan’s Air Nikes.

I can however be all that God meant for me to be when He made me. I can fulfill the purposes He had in mind when He dreamed me up in His infinite mind.

That in my mind is way better.

Oh, and pictures to come on this spectacular (hopefully) cheesecake concoction.

 

My Commentary on Current Events

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“Returning violence for violence multiplies violence, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars… Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that” (Martin Luther King Jr.).

I admit it. I don’t really keep up with the news. I confess that I don’t really know much about the case involving Michael Brown in Ferguson, MO. I’m not going to pretend to know what happened and make a snap judgment, as I see so many doing.

I will say this. Violence only begets more violence. I don’t see how burning down businesses helps anyone. I truly don’t understand how burning down a church is anything but senseless terrorism.

I know that Martin Luther King, Jr. once said that hate only breeds more hate, and that you can’t fight hate with more hate but with love. I know I’d rather see more forgiveness and less retaliation in people’s vocabulary.

I can’t say what I would have done had it been my son or daughter who was killed. I honestly don’t know. I hope I would pray that cooler heads would prevail and that no one else would have to go through the agony of loss.

I know this. Love wins. Ultimately, the love of God will prevail. It’s not wishful thinking, but a promise. I have read the last chapter of the Book and I know how it ends. Love wins.

 

 

Thanksliving

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There truly is always something to be thankful for. Even on Mondays.

When you stop looking at what’s wrong with your life, what you don’t have, and start counting your blessings and finding reasons to be thankful, it changes your outlook. It changes you.

I like myself better when I live out of gratitude instead of comparison or envy.

As much as I look forward to all the food on Thanksgiving, that’s not the best part. It’s not what’s on the table that matters nearly as much as who’s around the table. And besides, people don’t go straight to my hips.

This year, I’ve decided to not just celebrate Thanksgiving, but also Thanksliving, which is a deliberate act of living out of a sense of gratitude.

As one of my new favorite writers says, eucharisteo (that is living out of thanksgiving and joy) always precedes the miracle. I hope so. Still, even without the miracle, gratitude and thanksgiving are the best ways to live.

“The very quality of your life, whether you love it or hate it, is based upon how thankful you are toward God. It is one’s attitude that determines whether life unfolds into a place of blessedness or wretchedness. Indeed, looking at the same rose bush, some people complain that the roses have thorns while others rejoice that some thorns come with roses. It all depends on your perspective . . . .

It does not matter what your circumstances are; the instant you begin to thank God, even though your situation has not changed, you begin to change. The key that unlocks the gates of heaven is a thankful heart. Entrance into the courts of God comes as you simply begin to praise the Lord”(Francis Frangipane).