With thanks to God, we watched and listened as six young women stood before God and his people to profess that they love Jesus and want to live for him. To Meghan, Sarah, Kelsey, Sarah, Annelies and Candace: May God bless each of you with a heart that overflows with love for him and his people!
Thursday, May 29, 2008
LAST SUNDAY'S SERVICE
With thanks to God, we watched and listened as six young women stood before God and his people to profess that they love Jesus and want to live for him. To Meghan, Sarah, Kelsey, Sarah, Annelies and Candace: May God bless each of you with a heart that overflows with love for him and his people!
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
LOOKING OUT FOR #1
"What is the purpose of life? It's for the individual to get what he/she wants from life." That's the basic message of Robert Ringer's pop-psych book, first published in 1978 and re-released in 2006. "Self preservation is the first law of nature." But if it's that simple, why do we see death and destruction everywhere we turn? When we attempt to do it on our own, we fail - repeatedly and miserably. In Joshua chapter 1 God says, "Be strong and courageous... for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go." I prefer that message! (This Sunday, 10:00 a.m.)
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Shhh! I have a secret...
We share our secrets only with our closest friends. Psalm 25 verse 14 says that "The secret of the LORD is with those who fear Him"(NKJV). God! Counting us as his friends! This Sunday we'll TRY to fathom that as we witness the Public Profession of Faith of six young people. To God be the glory!!
Monday, May 19, 2008
HYMN SING - MAY 25
Join us this Sunday, May 25 at 7:30 p.m. for an OLD TIME RELIGION HYMN SING. We'll be singing all your favourites: Power in the Blood, The Old Rugged Cross, Count Your Blessings, and many more. This event takes place at the Lucknow Community Christian Reformed Church, corner of Canning and Place in Lucknow. See you there!
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Free 30-Day at-home Trial
Marketers know that when you take something (or someone) home with you, that's when you discover how your life can change. A trial period often leads to something more permanent (see the previous article on the merits of GPS). The apostle Peter took Jesus home with him and the impact on his household was immediate. This Sunday don't leave Jesus at church -- take him home with you.
Just a fun forward...
Thanks to Rita DG for passing this along.
"Sheila's Reality Check"
(Sheila Wray Gregoire)
"Asking for Directions"
May 25, 2007
I bought my husband a new toy for his birthday. My daughters named her Sylvia.
Sylvia is a no-nonsense gal who tells you where to go in the most exact terms. She is a GPS unit for your car where you can enter in your desired address, and she tells you how to get there. Or, if you’re in a strange city and you have a hankering for Chinese, she’ll tell you where the closest buffet is. She’s really very smart.
Nevertheless, I sometimes question her gender. Sure Sylvia sounds like a woman, but she thinks like a man. Sylvia, when she is giving directions, says something like this: “Go straight for 12.8 km, then turn right. Destination is on the left”. That’s how a man would give directions.
A woman, on the other hand, would say, “Head past the Foxboro IGA, and then just keep going. The road will wind a little bit, but don’t worry. You’ll pass the cutest little horse farm on your right hand side, and not too long after that a really pretty old church that’s been converted into an antique shop. Take the next left. You’ll pass three mailboxes—the last one is green with a little rooster on top—and then we’re the next house on the left.” Women, you see, give directions based on social landmarks. Men give it based on silly things like magnetic north. But Sylvia doesn’t know anything about roosters and mailboxes. She just knows directions.
That, of course, is something my husband believes I know nothing of. Early in our marriage, Keith swears that one time, when looking at a map, I said, “go straight on this red road until you come to the purple road,” but I don’t remember that. What I do remember is saying something like, “I think you take the next left,” and having Keith spit out, “do you think, or do you know?” Spluttering, I replied, “I think I know.” It wasn’t a good scene.
I decided nonetheless that my marriage was worth saving, so Sylvia was a wise purchase. I think, however, that Sylvia could use some caffeine. She’s far too staid. You can set her for either North American English or British English, or any number of other languages. We’ve learned, for instance, that “Hojre pa Haig Road” means “turn onto Haig Road” in Norwegian, and you never know when that might come in handy. But I still think they need a redneck setting with a smoker’s cough. “Yer ginna wanna hang a left after the beer store,” for example. At least that has some personality. Sylvia really doesn’t. If she tells you turn right, and you go straight, within a few seconds she says, “Recalculating”, and finds you an alternate route.
It would be ever so much more interesting if she were to say, “Okay, fine, don’t listen to me,” and then wait a minute before giving new directions so that you would have to sweat a little. That’s more like real life.
My husband likes to play a game called “outwitting Sylvia”, because half the time he’s sure he knows a shortcut that she doesn’t. When we’re driving around our hometown, he hardly ever listens to her. He just tunes her out, and when he does listen, he laughs. “Sylvia, you’re out of your gourd! Highway 2 is much faster.” I have always believed him, and I have adopted his shortcuts as my own. But I’m starting to have my doubts. If Sylvia thinks that’s the wrong way to go, and Sylvia knows everything, who’s to say that Sylvia is wrong? Next time I’m heading out of town, I just might listen to her instead. She’s really become part of the family.
Keith likes to say that he now has four women telling him what to do, instead of just three, but he’s adjusting well. And that’s why they must have made the voice a woman’s. No man is going to take directions from another guy. So Sylvia stays, fights are fewer, and we actually get where we’re going. Sometimes technology really is a wonderful thing.
"Sheila's Reality Check"
(Sheila Wray Gregoire)
"Asking for Directions"
May 25, 2007
I bought my husband a new toy for his birthday. My daughters named her Sylvia.
Sylvia is a no-nonsense gal who tells you where to go in the most exact terms. She is a GPS unit for your car where you can enter in your desired address, and she tells you how to get there. Or, if you’re in a strange city and you have a hankering for Chinese, she’ll tell you where the closest buffet is. She’s really very smart.
Nevertheless, I sometimes question her gender. Sure Sylvia sounds like a woman, but she thinks like a man. Sylvia, when she is giving directions, says something like this: “Go straight for 12.8 km, then turn right. Destination is on the left”. That’s how a man would give directions.
A woman, on the other hand, would say, “Head past the Foxboro IGA, and then just keep going. The road will wind a little bit, but don’t worry. You’ll pass the cutest little horse farm on your right hand side, and not too long after that a really pretty old church that’s been converted into an antique shop. Take the next left. You’ll pass three mailboxes—the last one is green with a little rooster on top—and then we’re the next house on the left.” Women, you see, give directions based on social landmarks. Men give it based on silly things like magnetic north. But Sylvia doesn’t know anything about roosters and mailboxes. She just knows directions.
That, of course, is something my husband believes I know nothing of. Early in our marriage, Keith swears that one time, when looking at a map, I said, “go straight on this red road until you come to the purple road,” but I don’t remember that. What I do remember is saying something like, “I think you take the next left,” and having Keith spit out, “do you think, or do you know?” Spluttering, I replied, “I think I know.” It wasn’t a good scene.
I decided nonetheless that my marriage was worth saving, so Sylvia was a wise purchase. I think, however, that Sylvia could use some caffeine. She’s far too staid. You can set her for either North American English or British English, or any number of other languages. We’ve learned, for instance, that “Hojre pa Haig Road” means “turn onto Haig Road” in Norwegian, and you never know when that might come in handy. But I still think they need a redneck setting with a smoker’s cough. “Yer ginna wanna hang a left after the beer store,” for example. At least that has some personality. Sylvia really doesn’t. If she tells you turn right, and you go straight, within a few seconds she says, “Recalculating”, and finds you an alternate route.
It would be ever so much more interesting if she were to say, “Okay, fine, don’t listen to me,” and then wait a minute before giving new directions so that you would have to sweat a little. That’s more like real life.
My husband likes to play a game called “outwitting Sylvia”, because half the time he’s sure he knows a shortcut that she doesn’t. When we’re driving around our hometown, he hardly ever listens to her. He just tunes her out, and when he does listen, he laughs. “Sylvia, you’re out of your gourd! Highway 2 is much faster.” I have always believed him, and I have adopted his shortcuts as my own. But I’m starting to have my doubts. If Sylvia thinks that’s the wrong way to go, and Sylvia knows everything, who’s to say that Sylvia is wrong? Next time I’m heading out of town, I just might listen to her instead. She’s really become part of the family.
Keith likes to say that he now has four women telling him what to do, instead of just three, but he’s adjusting well. And that’s why they must have made the voice a woman’s. No man is going to take directions from another guy. So Sylvia stays, fights are fewer, and we actually get where we’re going. Sometimes technology really is a wonderful thing.
Monday, May 12, 2008
A 90th Birthday Party
After yesterday's church service we celebrated Mrs. Gerda deJong's 90th birthday. In the picture Mrs. deJong is joined by some of her great-grandchildren. Congratulations and may God bless the entire deJong family!
Friday, May 9, 2008
Happy Mother's Day!
Our mothers' unconditional love provides a glimpse into what God's love looks like. This Mother's Day we'll hear Robert Munsch's "Love You Forever" -- dedicated to our moms!
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
DUI
What influence are you under? At Pentecost Jesus' followers were filled with something -- it was the Holy Spirit. This Sunday we look at what it means to be DUI: Divinely Under the Influence.
Friday, May 2, 2008
Ascension Day
Yesterday was Ascension Day. For most of us, the day just slipped by - it's not a stat holiday, and Hallmark hasn't latched onto it (yet!). But the Ascension is a significant event in Christian history- yes, really! This Sunday we'll celebrate Ascension Day, and we'll answer the question, "So What?"
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