Is "RADICAL" all that Radical?

     One of Crosspoint's Sunday morning Adult Bible Studies did a series based on the book by David Platt entitled, "Radical." The series featured a video presentation of Platt as he preached a series of messages that challenges the Americanized Christianity that we've become so comfortable with. I'd read the book and saw the positive results in other people's lives of how this teaching impacted their discipleship. I was very excited about the potential of this teaching being revolutionary to our family of faith.


    I wasn't prepared for the negative reaction that came. In the video's Platt makes his case well for what ought to define a fully devoted follower of Christ. It isn't what we typically think of as the American Dream. Rather it is about sacrifice, simplicity, generosity and just simply care for the poor and broken of this world.

    Where things seemed to have broke down in my expectations was that Platt evidently pretty plainly states that if you're not living this radical discipleship type of lifestyle then you really aren't a Christian and that you are going to hell. That didn't settle well with half the group. The other half were OK with it.

    A number of those who were offended by his stark statements, agreed with the basic premise. We aren't living the style of Christian life that Jesus and the Bible calls us to and the challenge is a right one. What was offensive was the manner in which it was said and the guilt and fear that Platt tried to drive his message on.

    This is a great example of the power of communication and the disaster of miscommunication. I'm not one who is motivated by someone trying to make me feel guilty. There are some that need that sort of leverage. I often wonder though, when the guilt is relieved if the person doesn't revert automatically back to his old ways. When the motivation is external and then removed, then there is not motivation. But when the motivation is internal it has been made a part of our soul and therefore it only needs to be maintained. Only the Holy Spirit can take teaching like the message of Radical and transform us to make it a part of who we are.

     Now here's the punch line of this post. I just read a blog that my daughter Rachel posted a couple of days ago about her first field trip with her third grade class in Jakarta. He experience reveals the powerful way the Holy Spirit can transform us through experiences and teachings that align with God's Word. I encourage you to read it and let it soak in. Click HERE to go to Rachel's blog.



    After reading her post I think you will agree that what we don't need is more guilt-trip sermons ... but field trips to the inner city and to the hurting people in our world. If we could just get the eyes of a third grader and quite trying to rationalize and defend our lifestyle, then maybe the Holy Spirit really could transform us!

Rachel Travel Update

   I thought I'd better keep the blog up to date in regards to Rachel's move to Asia. She and Janna got in to the Singapore Airport about 11:30am our time this morning. There's a great app for my iPod called FlightTrack Pro which gave us real time updates of where the plane was, how fast it was going and how high it was. During the night last night is kept us updated every time the expected arrival time changed. Sometimes there's a bit too much information. But it was cool to come out of PrayerPoints gathering last night to see that she was flying over the north pole.

   She texted Dinita from the taxi on the way to Kenneth Sin's home in Singapore. They got all their luggage and through customs without a single hitch. She's now Facebook friends with Veronica's sister in Singapore and they are planning on dinner together on Saturday night.

   In two words ... "I'm jealous!" Way to go Rachel! Have a blast. Love ya!

Quick Travel Update

We saw our little girl off this morning about 9:30 at the Cleveland Airport. I think that there were just about the right amount of tears shed. Some wonderful hugs and even a huge smile. Thanks to all of you who have been praying for us ... don't stop now! She took off a few minutes after 11:00 and as I write this, the web site FlightAware.com says she is right over top one of her most favorite places on earth ... Beulah Beach. He friend, Janna is waiting at O'Hara airport for her to arrive and the two of them will get on a flight headed for Singapore. How thankful we are that Rachel has a such a good friend going to Jakarta with her.

My LIttle Girl Is Ready to Fly

The picture above was taken 21 years ago at the Pittsburgh airport as Dinita’s and my family said good-bye to us as we headed to Thailand. The little 15 month girl between me and my dad is Rachel. Things have changed quite a bit at airports since 1992 so we’ll not be walking to the gate … but we will be dropping Rachel off at the Cleveland airport as she leaves for Jakarta, Indonesia and I’m just now getting the flood of emotions and pain that my mom and dad must have gone through that August morning so long ago.

I can’t imagine a more bitter-sweet moment. (Although the day that I walk her up the isle will likely top this one!)

There is incredible joy and thanksgiving to God for the abundance of His grace in her life. How many young people have great dreams in their early years but the dream so often fades or gets sidetracked? We have watched as God continued to foster in Rachel’s heart and mind a vision and dream of teaching children of many different cultures. In about 8^th grade when most kids are studying the Toys-R-Us catalogue in November, Rachel had a catalogue from Global Adventures posting all the different short term missions trips. She didn’t want Christmas gifts ... she wanted money to go on a missions trip. She ended up going to Costa Rica for two weeks. Since then she has become a seasoned world traveler and sometimes she seems more at home in foreign cultures than she does in Fairlawn. She easily engages people of different cultures and has a way of building bridges with them with just her smile and laugh. Those at IWU who were her mentors and instructors talk in glowing terms of how she was able to so naturally embrace education principles for a broad variety of cultural backgrounds. Those who worked with her during her student teaching in Sheng Yong, China told her after a couple of weeks that it was like she had always been a part of the school. She just fit in perfectly.

During a visit with Rachel’s principal adviser for education I thanked him for all he and IWU did to help her grow into such a godly woman. His response was that they are able to do only so much, it really is a matter of what students bring with them to school, and then he added, “She brought a lot with her.”

I remember the first time that Rachel played an offertory at church. I got up and almost couldn’t go on I was so incredibly proud. I feel that way to the 10^th power today. And I have only the Lord to thank and praise for the way he has blessed her and us through the years. It’s his grace and goodness that has brought this joy and pride into our lives!

But then, there is tomorrow morning.(July 17)

I can very easily recall the emotions that I had the day that we put her on the plane to go to Costa Rica for two weeks. I can’t imagine what I’ll be feeling like, 24 hours from now.

Thankfully, now there is email, Facebook, instant messaging, Facetime and Skype. The world has gotten smaller with the technology. But these past few weeks of having her at home and traveling through Thailand together are going to be cherished memories. Her warmth and joy will be missed. I might even come to the point of missing those early morning fog horn nose blowing sessions. She is fun! And her leaving will mean a “fun” deficit of sorts.

This morning I was in 2 Corinthians 2:14-15a: But thank God! He has made us his captives and continues to lead us along in Christ’s triumphal procession. Now he uses us to spread the knowledge of Christ everywhere, like a sweet perfume. Our lives are a Christ-like fragrance rising up to God.(NLT) 

I’m going to miss that “Christ-like” fragrance that Rachel has brought to our lives, family and our church. But He has led her as His captive to Indonesia where she will spread the knowledge of Christ like sweet perfume.

I love you Rachel and my prayer is that His grace would continue to flow through you and touch lives for His glory just as he has used you to bless us for these past 22 years.

Grace, Peace, Joy and His Unfathomable Love to you!

Dad 

Vacationing in Cha-Am, Thailand in June

Graduation Day

We watched Lyndsay graduate from Copley High School yesterday ... So what do you say when your youngest throws her cap into the air? Dinita and I just got done watching the video that Rachel made for Lyndsay's graduation. I know it is a cliche, but "Time doesn't stand still" is way too true.
I pulled the photo album that my mother put together for me and I saw it there as well. As she documented all my "last" events in High School. I read through mom's album differently.

A couple of months ago I was in a discussion group with two other young couples who both had kids under one year of age. They were still a bit frazzled trying to make the adjustment from being a couple to being a family and a little bit of intimidation of raising kids in this day and age. They asked me what Dinita's and my secret was. I didn't have to think for a second. It is all of God's Grace. I'm sure that I did more to harm than help. But God's grace was incredible.

When I watched that video an hour or so ago, it was like, every clip was a glimpse into God's incredible unmerited favor and love. If I were to say what is the most prominent way that God has shown himself and character to me in the last 21 years ... I would say that it is in my precious two daughters. Thank you Lyndsay and Rachel for being what God has made you to be!

Stuff I Wish I Would Have Done More of ....

Almost a month after dropping my daughter Rachel off at college, the strongest memory of those couple days remains the moments that she and I sat together at the final chapel service. I put my arm around her and she laid her head back against my arm.

My job keeps me from sitting with my family most Sundays ... I'm the preacher. But I found myself wishing I would have found more ways and times to have been able to sit with her in church, put my arm around her and let her lay her head back on my arm.

Come to think of it, I have two other ladies in my home that I still have a chance to do that with. Lord, don't let me miss out again!

(The picture is of Rachel and me on our way to IWU on Sept 3)