This morning started out as a typical morning—up and getting ready for the day by doing the things I do every morning, with the added task of making sure the trash is out because it’s Tuesday, trash day at the Bullards’. Most mornings Tami heads off to work before I do. I tend to stay in bed a little longer and for some reason today the bed felt really good. So, now I’m ready to head out the door and I start looking for the key to my car. It doesn’t take long before I realize that it’s not here, Tami has it. You see, on Mondays Tami takes my car to work so I can drive her SUV to the office. Every Monday, the staff goes out to lunch together after our staff meeting and for some reason the men just don’t like snuggling up in the back seat of my car. I don’t understand what their issue is because I’m just fine where I’m sitting! LOL… anyways, to help keep the staff happy I borrow Tami’s car so they have plenty of manly room in the back seat.
When we get home on Mondays we really don’t think a lot about keys and cars because we have to get dinner going, talk about the day, and figure out what has to be accomplished that evening. Before we know it, it’s time to go to bed, and our last goodnight of the evening is not, “Where are my keys?”
So I walk out this morning and realize I have no car keys. I have to make the dreaded call, and I call it dreaded because Tami has been gone long enough that I know she is at least halfway to the office. When Tami answers, the first words out of her mouth are, “I have your keys.” She realized it as soon as the phone rang and we both knew that our days were not starting in the way we had planned. The good news is that Tami loves me and told me she was heading back. Twenty minutes later, I had my keys and we both were off to start our day.
Every day I wake up with a plan as I continue my journey as a Christian. And even though I have a plan, it doesn’t mean that things are going to go as I planned. Obstacles will come along that can be minor, like forgetting a car key, or major, like discovering a problem that can’t be solved by simply taking twenty minutes to go back home. Whatever the obstacles are, they are not meant to discourage or cause us to give up but instead to teach us about the realities of life. Some obstacles are created because of my ignorance while others are just part of the process of everyday life. Use the obstacles to help you become more complete in Christ. Use them to help you grow the character of God into your life, and soon you’ll be impacting others in a positive way with the gospel message. The greatest thing we can do is help others face the obstacles that cross their paths by pointing them to the true answer, Jesus Christ.
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
What Do You Expect?
There are certain events in our lives that have expectations attached. For instance, on my birthday, I expect somebody to wish me a happy birthday and at the least to receive a card. At Christmas, I expect to get something special from Tami. On our anniversary each year, I expect to hear those special words from Tami that reassure me that she loves me. What events happen in your life where you have expectations?
Just as I have expectations in other areas of life, there are also expectations in my spiritual life. When I come to worship I expect to sense God’s presence. The Bible reassures me that His presence will be there, but what attitude do I bring that will allow God into my life? If I’m not careful I can come to a service consumed by the details of life, which can occupy the entire time set aside to worship with my church family. These distractions can be of great importance or simply things I’m looking forward to in life. In a few weeks we will have our first Couples Breakaway, and I’m consumed with preparations for it—writing, reading, talking to Tami and the staff, wanting to create the perfect weekend because it’s important to me. It has consumed most of my free time and until it finishes it will always be on my mind. Along with that, several other things have occupied my thoughts and time, such as evenings out with friends and family, projects around the house, and just finding time to relax. I’ve learned that I can accomplish all of these things if I learn how to create balance and best utilize my time. I will be ready for the breakaway, I do have special times to spend with family and friends, and I am getting projects done around the house as well as relaxing and being refreshed. When I go to church on Sundays, I have expectations. I anticipate sensing God’s presence in my life, I plan to learn something new that I can apply to my life as a part of His family, and I expect to feel the love of my Christian family.
What I’ve learned through the years is this, and it’s key for meeting your expectations of a service: If I expect nothing then I’ll most likely experience nothing. However, if I expect those things I wrote about, then I’ll open up my life and focus on what God has planned for me in that service. I’ll find everything fulfilled that I pray for and desire.
Just as I have expectations in other areas of life, there are also expectations in my spiritual life. When I come to worship I expect to sense God’s presence. The Bible reassures me that His presence will be there, but what attitude do I bring that will allow God into my life? If I’m not careful I can come to a service consumed by the details of life, which can occupy the entire time set aside to worship with my church family. These distractions can be of great importance or simply things I’m looking forward to in life. In a few weeks we will have our first Couples Breakaway, and I’m consumed with preparations for it—writing, reading, talking to Tami and the staff, wanting to create the perfect weekend because it’s important to me. It has consumed most of my free time and until it finishes it will always be on my mind. Along with that, several other things have occupied my thoughts and time, such as evenings out with friends and family, projects around the house, and just finding time to relax. I’ve learned that I can accomplish all of these things if I learn how to create balance and best utilize my time. I will be ready for the breakaway, I do have special times to spend with family and friends, and I am getting projects done around the house as well as relaxing and being refreshed. When I go to church on Sundays, I have expectations. I anticipate sensing God’s presence in my life, I plan to learn something new that I can apply to my life as a part of His family, and I expect to feel the love of my Christian family.
What I’ve learned through the years is this, and it’s key for meeting your expectations of a service: If I expect nothing then I’ll most likely experience nothing. However, if I expect those things I wrote about, then I’ll open up my life and focus on what God has planned for me in that service. I’ll find everything fulfilled that I pray for and desire.
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Consider the Cost
A few months ago, Tami and I decided that we needed to start doing some updates to our home. We’ve lived here for over 10 years and the house was built in the late 1990s. With little knowledge on the subject, we really didn’t know where to go or whom to talk with, so we did the normal thing…Google. Our problem was that we didn’t know what we wanted to do, and we’re not very creative when it comes to interior design. So, we found a company less than a mile from our house that has won several awards for home redesigning and remodeling and thought they’d be a great place to start.
We set up an appointment and met with our designer. We brought pictures of the areas we wanted to update and sat at a computer for an hour and a half discussing ideas. I must say, a few of the ideas really sounded like they would look amazing in our home. During that meeting Tami and I grew more excited, but at the end we were told the rough cost, which I was sure would end up being higher.
To give you an idea, we are looking at redesigning our kitchen and possibly our master bath. We had an estimate in mind of what it would likely cost. When our designer told us the cost of the kitchen updates she was at the budget we’d imagined, but the total did not include any of the flooring and did not involve our bathroom at all. So it comes down to choosing a company that would double our planned costs, cutting back on our home’s updates, or finding people to do the work by using this company’s ideas as a starting point. We understood going into the meeting that it was more important for us to get ideas and knowledge, so we could then find builders to accomplish our goals for a much lower cost. We will go forward and at some point our home will be updated, it just won’t be with this company.
As we’ve gone through this experience it reminded me of the scripture that tells us to “consider the cost.” The Bible teaches me how to live an effective life for Christ, but to develop into that person He intended for me to be I must first ask myself if I’m willing to pay the price. The Christian life is the most fulfilling and rewarding life a person can experience if that person stays true to what the Bible teaches. Many times Christians become frustrated and discouraged because they don’t consider the cost and only invest in getting halfway to where they need to be. Yes, there are difficult moments, but I can tell you that there are far greater moments of peace and security because of understanding the cost of the commitment I’ve made to Christ. Just as we will have projects completed to improve and update our home, Christ will continue to work in my life to help make me the man of God He wants me to be. It may take a little longer in some areas, but it will be done—both in our home and in my life as a follower of Jesus Christ.
We set up an appointment and met with our designer. We brought pictures of the areas we wanted to update and sat at a computer for an hour and a half discussing ideas. I must say, a few of the ideas really sounded like they would look amazing in our home. During that meeting Tami and I grew more excited, but at the end we were told the rough cost, which I was sure would end up being higher.
To give you an idea, we are looking at redesigning our kitchen and possibly our master bath. We had an estimate in mind of what it would likely cost. When our designer told us the cost of the kitchen updates she was at the budget we’d imagined, but the total did not include any of the flooring and did not involve our bathroom at all. So it comes down to choosing a company that would double our planned costs, cutting back on our home’s updates, or finding people to do the work by using this company’s ideas as a starting point. We understood going into the meeting that it was more important for us to get ideas and knowledge, so we could then find builders to accomplish our goals for a much lower cost. We will go forward and at some point our home will be updated, it just won’t be with this company.
As we’ve gone through this experience it reminded me of the scripture that tells us to “consider the cost.” The Bible teaches me how to live an effective life for Christ, but to develop into that person He intended for me to be I must first ask myself if I’m willing to pay the price. The Christian life is the most fulfilling and rewarding life a person can experience if that person stays true to what the Bible teaches. Many times Christians become frustrated and discouraged because they don’t consider the cost and only invest in getting halfway to where they need to be. Yes, there are difficult moments, but I can tell you that there are far greater moments of peace and security because of understanding the cost of the commitment I’ve made to Christ. Just as we will have projects completed to improve and update our home, Christ will continue to work in my life to help make me the man of God He wants me to be. It may take a little longer in some areas, but it will be done—both in our home and in my life as a follower of Jesus Christ.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
The Stump Saga Ends!
Last weekend I had a major project to handle, and it wasn’t eating a lot of wings, chips, and barbeque while watching what was supposed to be a football game. For several months I have made known the dilemma of the stump in my front yard. I’ve done everything possible to get rid of the stump without actually having to do any work. I set it on fire only to have the fire department pull up with sirens blazing to put out my little fire. I’ve drilled holes into it and poured in stump killer that was supposed to bring the stump to an end. I even went so far as to just ignore it, thinking that would solve my problem. Unfortunately, my HOA—you know, those people who want to tell you what you’re doing wrong on your own property—they haven’t taken a liking to my stump. A few months ago they sent me a nice letter basically saying, “Get rid of the stump!” Thus began my quest; I tried everything to make it disappear, but nothing was working.
Then, a week ago, I received another letter that notified me I was being fined because the stump was still there. My first thought was, “You’ve got to be kidding me!” The stump was cut so low that it was impossible to see from the road, so whoever penalized me had to get out of their vehicle to walk up and look down to see my stump. I can walk out my front door, look to my left and right, and see houses with yards that are absolutely hideous. No grass, tree roots everywhere, overgrown trees that haven’t been pruned in years, bushes that are out of control. I look at my yard and I see nice grass, a beautiful large tree that is trimmed and ready for spring, bushes in our flower bed that are shaped and taken care of, no weeds… and yet I’m the one getting fined. Sometimes this world just doesn’t make any sense.
However, being the good citizen that I am, I decided that I had to get rid of the stump, and last Saturday was the day. I took an ax, a hammer and chisel, and my reciprocating saw and was ready to go to work. I started out with the ax. Wielding it with the force of Thor, I began to see the menaces of my yard fall apart. After about 15 minutes of swinging, I found myself saying a prayer—a prayer of thanksgiving that I don’t have to do this every day. After about 45 minutes, I was three-fourths of the way done, when suddenly the head of the ax snapped off. I still had other tools, though, and I would not be defeated. I took the hammer and chisel and began chipping away. The problem was with my hands. After tightly gripping and swinging an ax for 45 minutes, I couldn’t grip anything. After 5 minutes of hitting my fingers more than the chisel, I moved on to my last tool, the reciprocating saw. Slowly I began carving away from the stump like I carve up a turkey at Thanksgiving. After another 45 minutes, I can proudly tell you that the stump was gone! At least, it’s gone enough that I can cover it with dirt and sod and not be penalized.
There are a couple of things this drawn-out drama has taught me. First, don’t mess with the HOA… they show no mercy and will fine you just because they can. Second, there are going to be stumps in life that don’t want to die. They could be a bad habit, a lack of discipline, your temper, not treating people the way they should be treated, or even not living to your fullest the life you’ve committed to live. Now, some will tell you it’s hopeless because these things are just you and will always be you. I don’t agree with that; I can change because the Bible declares that all things are possible through Christ. I can mature and fully become the man in Christ that I want to be. Last of all, I learned that for an amateur like me to think I can swing an ax for 45 minutes and not have it affect me is crazy. I sit here today and still can’t get a tight grip on things. Saturday evening I couldn’t grip a fork, so I had to stab my food with it to eat. On Sunday, I had to open some jars, and I could barely open them because my hands just would not cooperate. And even today, Tuesday, I still have no strength in my hands. Can any of the real men who do this type of stuff tell me when I’ll feel normal again? And yes, if I had it all to do over again, I would hire a company with a stump grinder to remove the stump, but if I’d done that you wouldn’t be able to laugh at my ignorance!
Then, a week ago, I received another letter that notified me I was being fined because the stump was still there. My first thought was, “You’ve got to be kidding me!” The stump was cut so low that it was impossible to see from the road, so whoever penalized me had to get out of their vehicle to walk up and look down to see my stump. I can walk out my front door, look to my left and right, and see houses with yards that are absolutely hideous. No grass, tree roots everywhere, overgrown trees that haven’t been pruned in years, bushes that are out of control. I look at my yard and I see nice grass, a beautiful large tree that is trimmed and ready for spring, bushes in our flower bed that are shaped and taken care of, no weeds… and yet I’m the one getting fined. Sometimes this world just doesn’t make any sense.
However, being the good citizen that I am, I decided that I had to get rid of the stump, and last Saturday was the day. I took an ax, a hammer and chisel, and my reciprocating saw and was ready to go to work. I started out with the ax. Wielding it with the force of Thor, I began to see the menaces of my yard fall apart. After about 15 minutes of swinging, I found myself saying a prayer—a prayer of thanksgiving that I don’t have to do this every day. After about 45 minutes, I was three-fourths of the way done, when suddenly the head of the ax snapped off. I still had other tools, though, and I would not be defeated. I took the hammer and chisel and began chipping away. The problem was with my hands. After tightly gripping and swinging an ax for 45 minutes, I couldn’t grip anything. After 5 minutes of hitting my fingers more than the chisel, I moved on to my last tool, the reciprocating saw. Slowly I began carving away from the stump like I carve up a turkey at Thanksgiving. After another 45 minutes, I can proudly tell you that the stump was gone! At least, it’s gone enough that I can cover it with dirt and sod and not be penalized.
There are a couple of things this drawn-out drama has taught me. First, don’t mess with the HOA… they show no mercy and will fine you just because they can. Second, there are going to be stumps in life that don’t want to die. They could be a bad habit, a lack of discipline, your temper, not treating people the way they should be treated, or even not living to your fullest the life you’ve committed to live. Now, some will tell you it’s hopeless because these things are just you and will always be you. I don’t agree with that; I can change because the Bible declares that all things are possible through Christ. I can mature and fully become the man in Christ that I want to be. Last of all, I learned that for an amateur like me to think I can swing an ax for 45 minutes and not have it affect me is crazy. I sit here today and still can’t get a tight grip on things. Saturday evening I couldn’t grip a fork, so I had to stab my food with it to eat. On Sunday, I had to open some jars, and I could barely open them because my hands just would not cooperate. And even today, Tuesday, I still have no strength in my hands. Can any of the real men who do this type of stuff tell me when I’ll feel normal again? And yes, if I had it all to do over again, I would hire a company with a stump grinder to remove the stump, but if I’d done that you wouldn’t be able to laugh at my ignorance!
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