On Fimpulu, Zambia...

It's been awhile since I've posted but I finally get a chance to sit down and tell a bit about my trip to Zambia back in November.

Wow, what a fabulous experience! We saw a beautiful land of trees, open savannah, the "bush" and very strange and interesting critters. My favorite was this very cool chameleon. I named him "George" and I put him in one of the trees near the place where I was staying so I could visit him regularly. So cool...

But the best thing of all were the interactions with the wonderful people, particularly the children. We were so touched by the smiles of the kids...





Our interactions with the churches in the community were also fabulous. We saw in them a deep and fervent love for God that was so encouraging to us.



By God's grace and enabling we hope to visit them again next year.

Thanks to the generous people of Garland Church as well as many individuals who invested to send our team to Zambia so that we can see if and how we might be of service to them.

May the Lord allow us to continue to serve!

Lookin' Up, Pastarod

Hello, I am still here...

My daughter Brielle wanted me to post something so here I am posting something. She says, "my daddy is not dead; he is just very busy. But, we don't want people to think that he is not here, so...he is posting something."

Merry Christmas.

The end.

Lookin' Up, Pastarod

Who's In Charge?

I watched the election returns on Tuesday evening with great interest, curious about who was going to be serving our nation in our various local, state and national leadership roles. With a mix of frustration and relief I saw the many issues or candidates either go the way I had voted...or not. Like I imagine you feel, I have those mixed feelings about what all of this means. Allow me for a few moments to encourage you:

God tells us He is sovereign over these matters. “By chance” (no kidding) I read Psalm 75:6-7 on Wednesday morning following the election and was struck with the following encouraging words:

“For no one on earth - from east or west, or even from the wilderness - can raise a person up.
It is God alone who judges; he decides who will rise and who will fall.”

Words like this are designed to give us hope. At a very minimum, God allows some leaders to rise to authority and he allows others to fall. Though we don’t always understand what he is doing, we must take solace that God is providential over all these matters, whether in our own lives or in the lives of others. It’s therefore not right to respond either in prideful arrogance or despondent anger about the outcomes from the election. Whether you think it all turned out grand or you are disgusted with the whole affair, God has allowed it - be at peace.

Whether or not you are the type that really “gets into politics” or not, I also want to encourage you not to put too much hope in government. Again, I watched with interest as supporters of candidates near and far clearly showed their passion and commitment to their candidate, presumably so glad or sad they were being elected...or not. It struck me as odd, but I think it’s because of my own passion for the Lord. As a Christian, I serve a higher authority - the highest authority at that - and the government can only accomplish so much for me. It does not, for example, have the power to change the human heart, and it cannot force me to believe or think anything. That’s the internal world that submits to the Lord...or not...and it’s that super-power zone in which only God and I can operate. No government can ever touch it.

Finally, I challenge you to support and pray for these leaders, whether you agree with them or not. They deeply need the Lord’s wisdom and the right response for the Christ follower is to support them in appropriate actions and in prayer. This past Tuesday night, when the results were rather clear, my wife and I prayed for President-Elect Obama, Governor Gregoire and Congresswoman McMorris-Rogers from the State of Washington (among others), that they would seek the Lord and lead with integrity. We asked God to give them the passion to do right, a heart for the poor and the desire to surround themselves with others of good character. Will you join me in praying for these men and women who serve and carry great weight for us? For Christ...

Lookin’ Up, Pastarod

Where We Want To Be...

Throughout my life and work, I've learned a lot over time about change. It seems that over and over again, whether it's in our family dynamics, conflicts with a friend or issues at work, there is always a challenge to overcome when faced with change.

Recently, I've been struck with the penetrating simplicity of two simple questions: Where are we now? and Where do we want to be? The difference between these two is what Peter Senge, from MIT's Sloan School of Management calls a "vision gap." He says that this gap itself provides the energy we need to move from where we are now to where we want to be. From there, we can only do two things with the gap...either we lower our expecations for where we want to be, or we raise our performance to that level. What a challenge!

Last Sunday I experienced my own "vision gap" as I stood in the arboreal foothills of the Sawatch Range in Colorado, looking up to the alpine summit of Mount Huron, 14,003 feet. I couldn't see the top...it was snowing...my brother-in-law and climbing partner Chuck and I wondered if it was safe to try the climb.

But aha, there's the vision gap: we decided "no guts, no glory," and up we went. Step after step we maintained our desire for the summit, though the vision gap grew smaller. We had to stick with it...there's not much oxygen above 10,000 feet! (Back in my flying days, we had to have oxygen available any time we were above that altitude.) In the end, though it was challenging, we made it. Of course we needed to plod back down, but that's a whole other story.

The exuberance of making a summit is so high! It's such a gift...the beauty, the majesty of God's wondrous high creation is unparalleled. Even though we were socked in on this summit from clouds, we still had that feeling of great success.

How about you? What mountain looms ahead of you? Where are you now? Where do you want to be?

Narrow that vision gap...start climbing that mountain. It starts with your next step...

Lookin' Up, Pastarod

The end to a perfect day...

Ah yes, the day started early as I had alot to do. My cup of morning tea tasted great and it was a clear commute even though they've been doing construction on my road out. The meetings went well in the morning and I was easily able to get several shots I'll need for my upcoming trip to Zambia. I passed my physical fitness test and then played some great hoops with some friends at the base. Then I was able to do a big grocery shopping trip and the store wasn't even busy. After coming home, taking a shower and getting dinner ready, I sat down with my in-laws, wearing my Buffs t-shirt...

...and watched my Colorado Buffaloes sneak out a win against #21 West Virginia!

Ah, the end to a perfect day. The Buffs are now 3-0 and it's not going to get any easier. But they're well on thier way. Can't wait to see 'em take on Florida State next Saturday!

Lookin' Up, Pastarod

Why are we so alone?

It’s been a striking truth to me for years that one of the things that most grieves God and us is our disconnection from one another. Time and time again, we see in our families, workplaces, schools and neighborhoods that relational brokenness drives us to run away from one another, causes us to isolate ourselves. We may be surrounded by people at every turn, but we still often feel that no one really knows us.

This isolation grieves God’s heart, and he has provided a means for us to escape it: through admitting our sin and accepting God’s forgiveness, we receive the power of God for a life-transforming journey. As Paul says, “the old has gone...the new has come.” The potential for a whole new life is now realized. But so many of us still try to remain on the old pathway of life lived alone. We don’t open ourselves to others, fearing their lack of acceptance. Our faith may be intact, but we still try to face life solo. The result is ongoing brokenness and isolation, perhaps no great change.

Why do we do this to ourselves? We bump into each other but don't connect. We stay in our homes and our workplace cubicles wondering how we'll ever break out.

Why not try the Christ's church? In Christ's church we find all kinds of people who are broken but seeking to be made whole together. I know this journey for me has often been painful, but I'll say I've seen God meet me through others in the church. And these days, I'm growing all the more convinced it's the only real way...

What do you think?

Lookin’ Up, Pastor Rod

Buffs Crush Lambies...

The day started terrible, with an early wake-up due to a problem with my water well. My car needed a jump-start after having sat idle while we were gone on vacation. But oh, how nicely things changed.

The Buffs Crushed the Lambies.

Ah, I love it. My beloved Colorado Buffaloes pasted our little brothers to the north 38-17. This is good. This is very good.

The world is still level...

Lookin' Up, Pastarod

I'm Not Dead Yet...

On July 20, 2008 I did one of those things I've always wanted to do but never did...I climbed one of the Colorado "14ers." What an awesome experience...

Mt. Yale - 14,196 feet...one of God's glorious peaks.

On the trail at 5:30 am, I was able to summit 3 hours later....finally. My legs ached and wobbled but there was enough in them. Wow! The view from the top was amazing.

And then I went the other way...down. How did my knees survive? I couldn't believe how steep the last 2000' felt to my unitiated knees, but with persistence and breaks, they made it.

No guts, no glory...thank you, Lord for health and vigor!

Lookin' Up, Pastarod

Life's Small Blessings...

Last week while riding my bike to work I was struck with a small but very real blessing of the Lord. As I usually do when getting the bike ready for a ride, I was loading up my “trunk” with my change of work clothes and whatever and noticed that my little hyper-blinking light that I have on the rear of the bike for low light conditions was missing its lens. The light was operable, but exposed. I looked around the bike and couldn’t find it. “Dang,” I thought to myself as I mounted up and set out for the church office, “now I need to replace that thing.” As I rode, my mind was wondering whether I could make something to fix the problem, use a plastic bag, red tape, who knows. For whatever reason, it just bummed me; I found myself rather disappointed.

But just then, I kid you not, when cutting between two rocks near the Centennial Trail, what do I look down and see? There they are: the lens and reflector, sitting there on one of the rocks, clear as day. Someone must have seen them on the ground (I fell there the prior week...it’s a funny) and put them in view, presumably hoping they’d be found by their owner.

The skeptic might say that this was all coincidence and that someone just did the right thing trying to help out, but I think it was so much more than that—I think it was God. And further than that, I think God is doing these kinds of things all the time, we just don’t care to acknowledge it. We seem to prefer the hollow language of “coincidence” or “by chance.”

When you get faced with an opportunity, do the right thing. You never know when God will turn it into one of his small blessings for someone...

Lookin’ Up, Pastarod

My Wife is Amazing...

This Monday through Wednesday my wife is on retreat and I'm so glad she went! Well, sort of...I know it's really great for her and I've been encouraging her to get away to center on the Lord with no distractions. I know in my world this is so critical...it's all part of the "sustainable pace" we're trying to set for life.

But running the whole show at home reminds me how my wife is so amazing...

You see, I promised her I'd "be her" at home for the kids these three days...I'd make sure they stayed on-task, cook, clean, solve the fights, tuck the little ones and fight the older ones to bed and particularly, run them all around to all their various gigs. Now I've followed her carefully-written "matrix" of scheduled activities, and I'm happy to say that it's all going well. And in-between all of this, I've been able to actually get quite a bit done for work.

But wow, does she make alot happen! I'm so thankful for her capabilities, demonstrated in selfless service to me and the girls. Where would we be without her?

Mothers of the world, I salute you!

Lookin' Up, Pastarod