Friday, May 16, 2014

Thank You

 
Thank you for not calling it quits,
even though I'm not worth giving the time of day to.
 
Least among your children, surely am I.
 
You shed your Son's blood, so that I could be a millionaire.
 
And if that weren't enough, you daily show you care.
 
Please use this vessel, broken though it may be.
 
Let the world see you through me.

Blue Jeans

 
If Jesus had lived, His earthly days in the middle of this crazy haze,
would He have worn blue jeans?
 
Would He have been a homeless man on the street?
 
Or would have hung around Congress or maybe Wall Street?
 
Possibly He would be in some of the "Sin Cities" reaching out to those deceived by the tricks of the world.
 
Would He have worn the latest fashions?
 
Or listened to the coolest CDs?
 
We could ponder these thoughts until Jesus came back, but why bother?
 
Jesus IS living in these days and times.
 
He also lives through believers in the things we do and say.
 
He's not just a favorite teacher that we remember by His words.
 
He is actually living in Heaven and pleading for all souls.
 
So would Jesus wear blue jeans?
 
You know the answer.

The Judge's Chamber


Wash-up, reject, they all laugh and say.
I turn the other cheek, only to have the price to pay.
 
Mock me, scorn, hatred, lies, but I'm never out of somebody's eyes.
Wash-up, reject, they all laugh and say.
 
I pray for death, but they're kept at bay...
When I think it too great, my power too small, I call on His name and He silences them all.
 
Wash-up, reject, they cannot say. For they realize like I, we have NOTHING to say.
We are not judges, we didn't purchase God's judgment throne.
Who can sit in that seat, but Jesus alone!
 
Wash-up, reject we expect to hear HIM say, but if our life is in Christ, here's what He'll proclaim:
 
"Welcome In !!! I've forgotten your sins!"
 
For eternity we'll walk in awe beside Him.
Wash-up, reject, forever no more, because our sins, on THAT tree, He bore.

A Truly White Christmas

I'm dreaming of a White Christmas, a childhood dream that never came true.
I grew up in the South, so my Christmases had skies of blue.
 
'Till God showed me how to have a "White Christmas" without a flake. When we ask for forgiveness, for our sins and mistakes.
 
He cleanses and washes our hearts, 'till they're pure. And He returns our hearts, as white as the snow.
 
So, this year I'd love to have some icy white flakes, but with Jesus' forgiveness when He died for our sake,
this Christmas can be white if His hand you will take.

Monday, April 28, 2014

Drop Thrill In The House

One month ago a goal was finally fulfilled when I posted (showed up) for my first boot camp workout by F3.

F3 stands for Fitness, Fellowship & Faith.

 I have been doing boot camps with Rhymer Fitness for several years, but at Jason Rhymer and a few other's encouragement I posted for a F3 beat down, and was it a beat down.

The guys at Ascent  were super nice, but they were there to get busy and so was I. Jason (Byron), John (Schedule C) and Tony (Big League Chew) all showed up to encourage me at my first post and I appreciate it more than they know!

Ascent featured one of their more intense workouts they had done in a while, lucky me.  I felt my legs and arms in strange new ways for about 4 days afterwards.  But as I know from my regular workouts with Jason, that's just your body telling you it's growing.

The workouts are certainly intense, my second post was led by a demonic little being known as Run Stopper.  That man is pure evil.  That is all.

What I wasn't really expecting was the 2nd F (Fellowship).  I really felt from the first week encouragement and community in a way I've never felt before working out with a group.  No offense to my normal boot camp, but I guess there's just something totally in the male psyche about a bunch of guys grunting through a hard workout, sounding like an episode of Home Improvement.

Each workout ends with a short announcement section, prayer request time and then prayer. Then for those that can we meet up at a local Starbucks or other eatery we continue the fellowship, with less grunting, but probably some is still involved.

I really am impressed by everything I've seen with F3 so far: outstanding tough-skinned, soft-hearted guys who love God, show their love for their fellow man and apparently love giving and receiving a proper beat down.

If you're wondering who Drop Thrill is, that would be me.  In F3 each man is given their nickname the first time they post and since I'm such a coaster junkie, as most of you know, they dubbed me Drop Thrill.  I like it.

So if you're a guy and looking for a great, free workout where you will immediately be welcomed, challenged and encouraged, then F3 is for you!   If you think "This is a Christian boot camp workout, it can't be that hard." I dare you, yes I said I dare you to show up for one!

And ladies you aren't left out either, Females In Action  is your option!

So I say all this to put down in a formal way some of my thoughts about my first month in F3 Nation.  Here's to many, many more.

Until next time...Please sit on your sandals!


Friday, April 4, 2014

Rock Of Ages - Forgotten Christian Bands

The 80's came along and as with the 70's and somewhat the 60's, Christian bands tried to be relevant musically and share the Good News of the Bible with their world in song.

Sad to say many of them were put down by the church and many TV evangelists went on and on about how their music was devil worship music or just plain wrong.

My youth group at church like many at conservative churches of the day had meetings about the evils of rock and roll, about backmasking, and on and on.  Surprisingly I can't ever remember them putting down Christian rock during those meetings.  I guess they weren't as conservative as I thought.

But I say all that to come to my point, there were quite a few really good Christian bands and artists that came out in that era, that if they had gone a secular route would've surely been touted as some of the best bands of the era.  But because they chose the Christian niche, most of them are forgotten by the general populous.   Here are a few of my favorite artists of the era and genre and a few thoughts.  Certainly I could have included, Stryper, Whiteheart and Mylon & Broken Heart, which were some of my favorites of the era, bu they (Stryper at least) are somewhat known.  I want to spotlight four bands that really aren't known by many unless they really know the era well.

Pray Naked... yes that was one of the albums from The 77's.  Can you believe they even got it sold in Christian book stores?  As you can see from the album cover, the album title is nowhere to be seen.  Just three naked guys with a well-placed picture.

In an age where Amy Grant and Michael W Smith were producing super-safe Contemporary Christian music, The 77's debuted in 1982 with Ping Pong Over the Abyss, frankly one of the best album names out there from the era.

Ping Pong is hard to peg, you hear Bowie and The Cars, Jackson Browne and even Led Zeppelin. The band's follow up to Ping Pong was All Fall Down, where they seem to give in to the electronic rock mode of the day.  Opening licks remind one of modern day band Arcade Fire. My first exposure to the band was 1994's Drowning With Land In Sight.


Steve Taylor, where to begin.  If the Christian community has ever produced a true Renaissance-man, it would be Steve Taylor.

I also discovered Taylor after what many would consider his prime after buying his brilliant album Squint, pictured right.

Taylor can do it all, and pretty much has done it all over the years.  Not only did he record a half dozen of the best albums to come out of Christian music in the 80's and early 90's, but he retired from music and went on to become a film director!  His film Blue Like Jazz is actually available to view on Netflix.

Never being afraid of controversy, Taylor recorded songs like "I blew up the clinic real good" (a song against violence and against killing abortion clinic doctors), "Lifeboat" (a song against the devaluation of human life in some elitist circles) and his first real splash "I want to be a clone".  "Clone" is a song about the early 80's church view that Christians should only dress in certain way at church, things like jeans in church, etc. were thought unholy and wrong.  Ideas that would never be found in all but the most extremely conservative churches today.  Taylor has a wry sense of humor and at the same time is very intelligent and while he's trying to get a serious point across, he always seems to have a good time with the twist of a line.

Songs like "Clinic" certainly stirred the pot,but that didn't really translate into huge records sales which Taylor certainly deserved based on his talent and writing.  I can't help but think that bands like Relient K would never have seen the light of day in the Christian market if it weren't for Steve Taylor.


The Call - One of the few bands on this list that actually saw some commercial success with 1989's Let The Day Begin which went #1 on the U.S. singles chart.

Like The 77's, The Call released their debut album in 1982 and over the 80's became a favorite on college radio.

The band was led by the late Michael Been, whose raspy voice was a trademark and you could hear his passion in his performances.

Certainly one of the bands of the era I wish I'd have caught live, and now with the untimely passing of Been, that will never happen.

My last selection is not quite as serious a choice - Jacob's Trouble but they did have a huge influence on a certain Contemporary Christian band called Third Day.

The Atlanta-based band had their share of controversy, in particular a track called About Sex, which has an amazing lyric and certainly promoted the conservative Christian view but was deemed too controversial to even be released on the band's second album.

I became aware of the band in 1994 at Atlanta Fest which used to be held at Six Flags Over Georgia until moved to Stone Mountain Park.

The band was just a fun blend with influences fromthe The Beatles, The Monkees and others of their own era.  Even the album cover looks like it came straight out of the 60's.

I just share a few bands that I discovered in the early 90's that really were ahead of their time.  Taking thoughts of faith, life and love and sharing them in the package of music where in so many ways they were ignored at best and condemned at worst. Great song writing and musicianship shouldn't be ignored, just because it happens to come from the Christian music genre.  None of these bands wrote in a preachy way, unless they were railing against hypocrisy in the church or in society.

Great thing is these days online streaming has brought back all of these artists back from the brink of total obscurity.  Spotify actually features most if not all of the albums from each of these artists.  They are certainly worth a listen. You may just discover a band you didn't even know you were missing.

Take care and until next time... Please sit on your sandals!


Saturday, March 1, 2014

Life Lessons From Blobsledding: CHARGE!

The 2014 Sochi games are behind us now, but some of the sports are still swirling around my brain and still inspiring me days later. One sport is the subject of this post - Bobsledding.

For those that find the pursuit of the fastest time down an ice chute rather boring, I'll give you my take on the sport in a nutshell.

You take 2 or 4 human beings, put them in super tight spandex-type material, clad their feet with shoes that allow them to run on ice, a helmet on their head and then tell them to push a sled as fast as they can, jump in the sled and then try to be the fastest to the bottom at speeds around 80 mph.

What I didn't mention though is the subject of this post - the start.  At the start the men or women get each other pumped up by slapping each other on the back and grunting or yelling at the top of their lungs as if they are the most excited they can possibly be to hurtle their bodies down a slick icy surface at speeds that would make most roller coasters jealous.

After they yell, close the visor on their helmets and grab the sled, they push with all their might and then the driver (the athlete in the lead) jumps into the sled and in what seems like one smooth motion they slide their body into the sled and start steering.

The other athlete(s) then do the same but they don't keep their heads up, in fact they bury their heads in the back(s) of the lead athlete(s) and only help the cause of speed by shifting their weight and by keeping themselves as aerodynamic as possible.

In many ways what I described could apply for my daily walk with God.  I should push off with as much enthusiasm as possible, but instead of being the driver, I let God drive the sled for the day and every day.

God, like the drivers of bobsleds knows the course.  He knows the turns, he know when things are going to get crazy, when the speed will seem unsafe, when the curves sling you the opposite way you thought you were going.

We should all push off each day with enthusiasm as if this may be our last run down this course, do our part, but then let God lead and do His part.  One day we will be right, and it will be our last run.  It may be tomorrow, or it may be 70 years from now.  One day every one of us will breathe our last.

Now that's easier said than done to live this way, and life never seems to come without a few crashes and without us trying to take over the Driver's seat from the driver that knows the course.

We can also refuse to even get on board, and that's in many ways is so much worse than even trying to take over the driver's seat.  At least the one who wrestles to take control, is at least on the ride.

I challenge you and I to always take the ride of life, but let God lead because He knows the way.

Until next time... Please sit on your sandals!