Tuesday, June 24, 2008

June 24, 2008

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)

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I'm still meeting with our Belvidere Brewers at Starbucks while on my non-vacation.

It was really great today.

Getting into my Caliber (11Gs to go) as we broke around 10:20 a.m., I told someone how much I loved him and he said he loved me too.

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I don't have enough time to hate anymore.

It takes too much energy and insults Jesus who says loving identifies us as His.

I want to be identified as His sooner for later.

Besides, there are more than enough folks who hate more than love in church and society.

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Those confessions will probably be included in future KDs; and if someone wants to publish them as well, that'll be cool.

My badgering friend from Florida said I better get sign-offs from family and friends before hitting the keys; but I won't be naming names except mine.

I'm learning to work on logs more than specks.

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Commenting on recently deceased George Carlin, Bill Maher said, "He had a level of guts and fearlessness that nobody can match...The older he got, the more he didn't give a _____."

I don't know about guts and fearlessness, but I really don't care what anybody thinks anymore about anything as long as I'm trying to honor Jesus as attested in Holy Scripture.

It's thesis #1 in my last book (Fifteen Secrets) which nobody reads because they're too busy buying books by RW and JO: "Remembering you're going to live a lot longer with Jesus than anybody else makes establishing life's priorities a no-brainer."

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Two more signs of the apocalypse from the PCUSA.

The new moderator makes BHO look like a guardian of traditional values and national security.

The GAC is after the Presbyterian Foundation's money; but doesn't want anyone to know about it (go to www.presbyweb.com for the whole story) which kinda brings John 3:19-21 into play.

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A flight attendant (female for the curious) said she liked my feet as I was boarding the plane at 7:50 a.m. on Sunday.

I was wearing sandals because I'm on non-vacation.

After offering coffee to me before the courtesy cart blocked access to the restrooms, she, again, said she liked my feet.

I think she was offering more than coffee.

Though I wasn't tempted - I mean feet - I recalled some advice from a nun, "When tempted, turn to the right."

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Flying gets riskier all the time.

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The preceding section is a metaphor.

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I pledged to keep the irons used when I got my first hole-in-one.

That was a long time ago.

While I've broken many pledges over the years - I'll bet you can't wait for those confessions! - I'm keeping this one for two reasons: (1) Well, uh, it's a pledge which is kinda like ordination promises; and (2) 11Gs.

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Speaking of golf, one of the three Bible studies which I lead every week except when I'm on non-vacation or our family of faith takes a summer break for rest and renewal gave The Golfer's Bible to me just before our/my break.

It's got great devotionals using golf as a metaphor for what's a lot more important than golf.

If you've got a golfer in your life who needs Jesus a lot more than a new set of irons or, uh, sigh, driver, get a copy for her/him (Holman publishers).

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It's all about Jesus; and being all about Jesus is loving like Jesus to love Jesus.

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Blessings and Love!

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