I read this today:  “For God has imprisoned everyone in disobedience so he could have mercy on everyone.” -Romans 11:32

It goes on to say:

“Oh, how great are God’s riches and wisdom and knowledge!  How impossible it is for us to understand his decisions and his ways!  For who can know the Lord’s thoughts?  Who knows enough to give him advice?  And who has given him so much that he needs to pay it back.  For everything comes from him and exists by his power and is intended for his glory.  All glory to him forever!  Amen.” -Romans 11:33-36

It never ceases to completely amaze me to read about how far God will go to show love, mercy, and grace.  And I’m glad to read that it is impossible for anyone to understand His decisions and His ways.  That means that He always has a plan and purpose for everyone. He will even go so far as to “imprison everyone in disobedience” so that He can show everyone mercy.

I’ll be thinking about that one for a while.

This is a note that I posted not too long ago on Facebook.  I am posting it here because I hope to do more writing on these particular issues, a lot of which will be based on personal experience.  I also plan to incorporate words from my friends, family, books, and documentaries.

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Your Concern

Your greatest concern should not be whether you are for or against abortion and gay marriage.

Your greatest concern should be the fact that one day you will stand before God and give an account for how you have treated women who’ve had abortions. You will give an account for how you have treated gay people.

What would you like to be able to say to God if He should ask you to give an account for those things?

What would you like for God to say in response for how you have really treated those people?

Please do not throw around flippant comments and notes downing either of these topics. You don’t know the damage you are causing to those of us who actually have to deal with these issues.

As always, comments and messages are welcome.

Again, thanks for reading.

-J

I always tell out-of-towners that this is the time of year to visit Charleston.  The weather is like paradise.  Springtime always makes me fall in love with this city all over again.  Unfortunately we will only have a few more weeks like this.  Then, because of the heat, I will wonder why I ever moved here in the first place.  I heard a story one time that when George Washington was traveling to the South he came to Charleston.  He asked his men if they had actually entered Hell because of the heat and the bugs! I don’t know if that story is true but the information is definitely accurate.  Yikes.

Anyway, I am writing to give an update on where I am in life. Things at Seacoast are going really well. I enjoy my work and the people around me there. As a growing multi-site church, our goal is to reach 20,000 people at 20 different locations by the year 2010. It’s kinda crazy how it all works, but it definitely works. God is good.

Two weeks ago I moved in with my good friend Travis. It’s great for a couple of reasons. One is that I’m now only ten minutes from work. Holler! I didn’t realize how much of a priority that was for me until now. It rocks. Two, Travis and his family are like my own family. And living with someone who is like family is a very good thing.

On the personal note, I am working on a few things:

1.  I have decided to stop talking bad about people. I know, you’re shocked that I would talk bad about people. :-) This is simply me being honest about a flaw. Talking bad about people makes me feel gross. Not to mention, if this person or that person were actually hearing what I was saying, he/she would be hurt, even if what I’m saying is not that bad. I believe we should say things that make our friends look good and things that make our enemies look even better. Positivity all the way! Anyway, it’s a flaw I’m working on. So if you hear me talking negatively about someone just stop me and say, “Shut yo mouth boy!”

2.  Over the past two months I have set up some boundaries.  I strongly suggest everyone do this.  It has made my life so much more enjoyable.  I’ve set up boundaries with work so that I’m not working too much or thinking about work outside of work (which is a big one for me).  I’m currently setting up food and health boundaries.  The food thing I’ve almost got down.  Now I’m joining a gym next month, (let us pray).  I’m really excited about it.  Ask me again in two months.  ;-)   Anyway, now that I have these established boundaries, I’m going to put more emphasis on building into my relationships again.  My friendships have definitely suffered for a while.  Just ask some of my friends (Sarah, Justin, Leslie, Bev, Dave, BJ, Nichole, etc…) and they will tell you how bad my contact has been.  I have some grace-filled friends!  So…boundaries, boundaries, boundaries… I can’t stress it enough.

A couple of weeks ago I went home to sing in a wedding.  I don’t really sing in weddings anymore but I have known Michelle forever so how could I say no?  It was a great time.  I got in some fun family time.  I fulfilled some of my Uncle duties by attending Ashton’s T-ball game.  My birthday is coming up and for an early birthday present my mom and my brother paid to have my car detailed.  What an amazing gift!!  Everyone knows how much I needed that.  And of course I had great quality time with Mom.  She’s the best.  What a great family I have.

All right, if you’re still awake, thanks for reading my little update.  I hope everyone is doing well.

-JG

I have lived in Charleston for around eight and a half years now. I adore this city. Apart from all the memories, good and bad, it’s just a beautiful place. It’s currently winter, February 1 to be exact and the outside temp is 68 F. Overcast and breezy the day feels more like April 1. The weather channel says it’s going to be around 70 degrees and sunny all weekend. How’s that for winter?

Even more than the weather, I love the people. Well I love getting to know people no matter where I am. It just so happens that Charleston is made up of almost every type of person you could think of. People from all over the world, from all walks of life: rich, poor, many nationalities, more religions than you can count, gay, trans gendered, politicians, yuppies, hippies, college kids (lots of college kids), Gullah, drag queens (not Gullah drag queens, although I’m sure they are out there), soccer moms, hard working dads, and a partridge in a palm tree. You get the picture.

What amazes me is that I’ve seen mixtures of these people, usually downtown, and when put in the same room together, let’s say a bar or a coffee shop, they don’t seem to realize their differences. Now, I am not surprised by much of anything, but it truly never ceases to surprise me when I see someone still to this day discriminate against a fellow human because of differences. I say “to this day” but I do not in any fashion mean that when discrimination happened years ago it was the correct thing to do in that time. Never was discrimination the correct thing to do. I should also mention that what I am speaking of here is what’s been seen in the general population, not the church.

But thank you for mentioning the church because that is what I would like to tie in to this little talk now:

Having been part of many different types of Christian churches throughout my life (traditional Southern Baptist church, “contemporary/traditional” church, contemporary Baptist church, a church plant, a mega church, and currently a multi-site church) I’ve seen people discriminate in some pretty creative ways. First though, I must say that most of the people who were doing the discriminating were people who did not know they were discriminating, would say they love all people, and probably had good motives at the time. For instance, I once was attending an Easter service at a church that was not my own and listened as the pastor began preaching on taking a stand “against homosexuals and their agenda”. Here’s what bothered me about it. It was Easter. Christ, our beloved Savior, Who conquered death and the grave is to be celebrated on that day. And the pastor wanted to talk about homosexual propaganda.

Now, before you begin choosing which rock is best to throw at his head, let’s pick apart the question of “why?”. Why is it that we can turn to a popular Christian TV station and hear this kind of bashing on any given day? Why are some pastors declaring war targeting certain groups of people? Why do those certain groups of people declare war on each other? Why do we discriminate in the first place? Wait a minute. Did I just say we? Do I include myself as one who discriminates based on differences? Of course I do!

And here’s why:

Us and Them. The Us and Them mentality is a state of mind that says there is a clear separation between those we would call “Us” and those we call “Them”. The Us group would say they wouldn’t be caught dead doing what the Them group is doing. Allow me to be a little more practical. The wealthy business man who walks past the homeless beggar might think to himself, “I will never be that man nor will I ever be friends with him. We could not possibly have anything in common. He is homeless and I am not. I am better than him”. The wealthy man has established “Us” as himself and others who are like himself and “Them” as the homeless man and those like him. His error is not that he has recognized differences between himself and someone else but that he has set himself up as the better person because of those differences.  Face it.  You do it, I do it.  Just own up to it and let’s get on with the program.

Reality Check: There is no Us and Them.

An analogy should be fun here. Let’s imagine we are on the Titanic. The huge beautiful ship, fantastic food, an endless ocean, and Celine Dion singing in the background. You’ve seen the movie right? What I love about the movie is that we get a look into what types of people would probably have been on the ship. Of course there’s the upper and middle class enjoying all the entertainment. Then there’s the Captain and his crew. There are servants who were made up of a couple of nationalities. Down below, there are the guys who are shoveling coal who were never seen nor even thought of. And let’s not forget Leonardo, the stow-away. If you have not seen the movie or else don’t know the story, I hate to spoil the ending but the boat hits an iceberg and starts sinking. When the life boats started hitting the water it didn’t really matter to the rich folk if there were lower classes of people manning the boats.

Here’s my point: We are all on the Titanic (life) and the ship is sinking. If you are stranded in the water and a life boat comes along to rescue you, are you going to check first to see who is manning the boat? Will that make or break your decision to climb to safety? If there’s a Muslim, Jew, Hispanic, televangelist, hooker, homosexual, homeless person, wealthy business man, single mom… manning the boat that will save your life, will you still get in?

Yes. You will.

Go love somebody that you feel doesn’t deserve it.

That’s what God did for you. Now you do it.

“But God is so rich in mercy, and He loved us so very much, that even while we were dead because of our sins, He gave us life when He raised Christ from the dead.” Ephesians 2:4-5

At Seacoast we have a certain worship service on the first Wednesday of each month, rightly named “First Wednesday”. It’s a great time for our church family to come together to worship God through an evening of singing, clapping, lifting hands, and hearing a message from our pastor. Following the message is a time for us to receive communion together, light candles for prayer, write prayers or confessions on paper pinning them to a cross, and just hanging out together. It is a beautiful display of the body of Christ.

My role in this evening as Service Director is to oversee any technical production aspects and to make sure “the train stays on the tracks,” so to speak. My team’s work is in our tech booth and I have to say what a great team it is!

January’s First Wednesday service brought about an enlightening experience that I would like to share with you. I woke up late that morning and decided to grab a coffee at Starbucks before I jumped into my preparation work for the service. When I arrived at the church I realized I hadn’t eaten anything all morning. So I looked around until I found this small bag of cookies. I mean the kind of small bag of cookies you’d get out of a vending machine. As I worked, the little bag of cookies quickly disappeared, as did my coffee. I kept working and forgot all about eating. When we finally got into the service my body reminded me of how hungry I had become. With no food around and certainly no time to look for food I just decided to grin and bear it until all was said and done.

After the message it was time for communion. Since my team is operating equipment in the tech booth, we don’t have time to step out to take communion with everyone else. The great part for me is I get to present communion to my team. So I go to each station – side projection, lighting, center projection, sound technician, camera operator, and whoever else might be in the booth at that time – and serve them communion. It is the number one highlight for me on First Wednesday.

Then I put the bread and juice back on the table and took communion myself. It wasn’t until this point in the night that I truly knew how hungry I was. I took the piece of bread, dipped it in the juice, and ate it. It was the most satisfying taste I had tasted possibly ever. I grabbed my journal and wrote this:

“I was so frustrated before service. Having only eaten a small bag of cookies and drinking a medium coffee I was feeling stressed and anxious. At time of communion when I took the bread and juice it was the sweetest most satisfying taste. It was then that I realized how hungry I was. And I am hungry for God and His touch and reassurance. Please Lord give me a reassurance of things to come.”

It was a great reminder that God is the one who satisfies the soul. Hunger for food is only a representation of the hunger of the soul for God. The song we were singing was “With All I Am” and I even wrote in my journal the lyrics, “I will worship, I will worship You” to remind me of that very moment.

Through each day the Lord pours His unfailing love upon me, and through each night I sing His songs, praying to God who gives me life.” -Psalm 42:8

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