Posted by Pastor Dave in UncategorizedOct 24th, 2011 | No Comments
When electricity became available in remote rural areas, one woman went to great trouble and expense to have electricity installed in her home. A few months after the wiring was installed and the power was turned on; the power company noticed that the home didn’t use very much power. Fearing that there was a problem they sent a meter reader to check on the matter. The meter reader saw that the power was indeed working properly and then asked the woman, “Do you use your electricity?” The woman replied, “Of course we do. We turn it on every night to see to light our lamps, and then we turn...
Posted by Pastor Dave in UncategorizedOct 17th, 2011 | 2 Comments
How would you answer the question, “Where is God”?
Some people believe that God dwells in church buildings. Some would say in Heaven. Some would say in their hearts.
The Bible says that God is all over the place.
David says in Psalm 139 that we cannot escape from God’s presence.
Psalm 139:7-10 (NIV) 7“Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence?” 8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. 9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, 10 even there your hand will guide...
Posted by Pastor Dave in UncategorizedOct 10th, 2011 | No Comments
What kind of god would you be? Benevolent or vengeful? Play Pocket God, and find your answer. “Mean is the new fun.”
That is the product messaging for Pocket God, one of the top-selling video game applications for Apple’s iPhone. Here’s the game description found on iTunes:
On a remote island, you are the all-powerful god that rules over the primitive islanders. You can bring new life, and then take it away just as quickly. Exercise your powers on the islanders. Lift them in the air, alter gravity, hit them with lightning . . . you’re the island god!
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Posted by Pastor Dave in UncategorizedOct 3rd, 2011 | 2 Comments
“Get ready to run the bases, boys!”
It was the end of baseball practice. Running the bases started with one person on each base and then others filling in the gaps between the bases. I ran for my life. The object of the drill was speed – out run the guy behind you to catch the one in front of you.
When I finally crawled back to the bleachers that day, the sweat poured down my forehead, as I gasped for air. Some people say baseball players aren’t necessarily the fittest of athletes, despite their abilities to hit a 90 mph fastball. I would say differently. After baseball...