October 26th, 2010


This message is primarily for the so-called Baby Boomers.  However, if you are not one, feel free to read on – and pass the message on to one you might know.

My heart has been heavy over the condition of our nation, and especially over the condition of the Church.  We have been led down a wrong path and I fear that the cliff might just be around the next bend in the road.  Dear fellow Baby Boomers, we have been world changers.  We have introduced some extraordinary works, and we deserve much credit for that.  However, we have also infected our families, as well as our own lives, with seeds of wrong thinking.  Let’s face it; the fruits we have produced are not tasting very good.  I believe the time has come for us to take a stand, reverse our direction, and sweeten those things we have soured.

Way back in the Nineteen-sixties, you may not have actually been a ‘hippie’ yourself.  However, I am betting that you certainly did cheer them on and ride on their coat tails – declaring and demanding your so-called freedom.  It may have even begun in the Fifties, when you rejected your parents’ music and rushed to the store to purchase music called Rock & Roll.  Whenever the rebellion began with primarily teens and young adults, most of us jumped on the band wagon and started shrugging off the moral code our parents diligently tried to teach us. 

The results have been devastating.  First came dissatisfaction with the concept of boundaries and accountability.  Then came blatant rebellion, followed by what was called free love.  Too late we found out there was nothing free about it.  Some of us are still paying for having believed the lies of the enemy who step-by-step infiltrated and demoralized much of an entire generation. 

By the Seventies, we added bitterness and hatred to the mix.  Next we pressed for legalized abortion, thinking this would help clean up the mess we made with the free-love experiment.  Families were torn apart as parents tried to please an un-pleasable and rebellious group of spoiled kids.  More moms entered the workplace to help pay for our excesses; many of those who remained at home were scorned for wanting to be homemakers, no longer an honorable profession.

Soon we found ourselves in a society with loose morals and rampant misery.  Maybe it was gradual but we were so busy demanding our rights that we did not even notice.  Pregnancy outside of marriage was now deemed ‘normal,’ as was living together – we were grossly offended when our parents still called that ‘shacking up.’

Today as we look back at the legacy we have left for our children and grandchildren, the future looks bleak.  Putting a monster like this back in the box will not be easy.  Now, I do not want to suggest it was all bad, or that our behavior was totally decadent.  We did accomplish a number of remarkably good things.  It is just that the good things are not what plague us today.  We must assume responsibility for a large portion of the perversion we now find ourselves in – much in the name of tolerance or political correctness.  It breaks my heart to know our grandchildren will not even be taught basic traditional morality in school, and much of what they will be taught is totally contrary to our own Christian values.  Even the definition of family has been completely rewritten.  I remember one day my granddaughter came home sobbing because she thought there was something wrong with her family.  The neighborhood kids at the playground had asked if she lived with her mommy or her daddy.  When she told them she lived with both, they proceeded to tell her she had to live with one or the other, but nobody lives with both parents.  How sad that she was the odd man out.

Today much of society buys into the beliefs of the few.  How did we get to a place where so many people call good evil, and evil good?  How in the world did we ever fall prey to an entitlement mentality?  Why are we so willing to be assaulted with a barrage of perversion, even inviting it into our homes?  Where is the Church?  Are we Baby Boomers guilty of teaching our children to wink at sin?  What will it take to rouse the voices of that silent majority we used to hear about?  How close has our country come to falling into complete moral decay?   

Only a mighty move of God can pull us out of the cesspool we have fallen into.  My fellow Baby Boomers, I invite you to join me, and begin to wield the power and authority given to us by the Most High God.  We must take a stand against a runaway society that has stripped us of our decency.  Yes, we can turn America around, but only if we back out of this mess in the reverse order in which we got into it.  First, we must come back to God and allow Jesus to be Lord of our lives, giving up that foolish notion that His ways are too restrictive.  We must put His Ten Commandments back into our lives, back into our courtrooms, and even back into our churches.  We must expose the twisted concept that is presently called ‘tolerance,’ and replace it with true Godly love and respect for one another – love allows others their own beliefs without forcing us to abandon ours and buy into theirs.  We must take ourselves and our families back to the Houses of God and actively participate in making the church relevant again.  We must reintroduce holiness to our minds and our bodies and our bedrooms.  We absolutely must reverse the mind-numbing bondage of political correctness.  We must talk to our children and grandchildren about honesty, integrity, purity, holiness, and teach them the value of an honest day’s work.  We must put on love, share it with one another, and teach others the blessing of putting someone else ahead of ourselves. 

Jesus is coming back for a pure and spotless Bride.  As a Church, we do not yet look exactly presentable to take our place at the Wedding Feast of the Lamb.  We are barely even noticeable in today’s society.  I believe it is time to stand up and say, “Enough is enough, and we are not living like this any longer!”  Baby Boomers, are you ready to once again start a revolution and change the world, but this time for the better?  God bless you.


October 13th, 2010


My friend Joe (not his real name) appeared to be the complete package.  As to talent, he seemed to have it all and he operated in it quite naturally.  When ministering, his audience was all ears.  In business, he was the consummate professional.  His family adored him and his friends counted themselves blessed to be involved in his life.  Now, I know he was human flesh, just like you and I, and no doubt his sins were as great as ours.  However, as he navigated through life, he appeared to be operating ‘smack dab’ in the center of God’s grace and mercy.  He proclaimed the goodness of Jesus when life was sweet and when times were difficult, and his walk was usually consistent with his talk.  He was passionate, loving, and always hungry for more of God.  He displayed the brand of Christianity that made a person want what he had.  I considered it an honor to be his friend.

One morning we woke up and Joe was gone.  Totally unexpected, this young man had suddenly graduated from this world and was no doubt experiencing heaven while we wiped away our tears.  In the middle of shock and disbelief, we did the best we could to praise and thank God for giving Joe his heart’s desire – at that very moment he was face to face with Jesus.  But we could not shut down the pain of loss, nor could we shut down the questions in our minds.  How can this be?  How could this have happened?  In the midst of experiencing signs and wonders and miracles all around us, how could we get our arms around the possibility of this being God’s will?  Could it really be His plan to end the earthly life of such a young, productive, making-a-difference man after God’s own heart?  He was in the middle of so many projects, blossoming and maturing in ministry, and still raising small children.  Why him?  Why would God spare the life of one person and not the other?  I mused over that thought.  Why had He spared my life a while back by moving my car and me off the highway to avoid a head-on crash, and then allowed this man to meet with such an early death?  Why Joe?  I have known for years that God is not predictable, and His thoughts are often different from mine, but I was really going to have a hard time getting my arms around this one.

Several days later I learned a very important lesson that will forever change my understanding of God’s sovereignty.  A certain friend of mine, who is a mighty prayer warrior, was on her face talking to the Lord and crying out to Him, asking that same question, “Why Joe???”  The Lord met her in a mighty way, and she shared His words with me.  Following is my feeble attempt to capture the message from that conversation.

In tears she cried out to the Lord, “Please help me understand why you did not step in and save Joe’s life when You could have intervened and prevented this tragedy.  Why Joe?  I don’t understand.”  The Lord replied, “Who’s Joe?”  She said, “What?  Now I really don’t understand!”  The Lord further replied, “Do you think Joe is more special than anyone else, that because of his good deeds, his life should have been spared?  When will people discontinue putting other people on pedestals?  When you exalt one another, you are not exalting Me.  I want you to quit looking at one another and turn your gaze to Me.  Yes, Joe was a good man and was involved in a lot of good works.  And no doubt, you will greatly miss him.  But he was just a man, and life on earth will go on without him.  Others will step up and carry on the work of the Lord.”

I must tell you that hearing these words sent me to my knees in repentance.  I have been guilty of putting other people on pedestals.  I have been guilty of thinking some people are indispensable in their earthly work.  It was a great misconception to think it would have been better for Joe to remain here until old age, rather than to have the heavens open up and welcome him into the Kingdom where he would have been immediately ushered to the Throne of his Beloved, Jesus Christ Himself.  Lord, I surrender my understanding to Your will, and I declare one more time that You are good, Your ways are perfect, and so is Your timing.

Jesus must be first in my life, and my eyes must be continually on Him.  He will not take a back seat to anyone; He will not allow idols in my life when I profess to be His follower.  Life is a breath and then it is gone, but His love endures forever.  Although God’s ways are always perfect, my comprehension is not.


I wrote this piece several months ago, and now as I prepare it for posting, I am once again musing over the words in the message.  I must stop and consider how often I have judged physical death to be the worst thing, when I profess to have my own eyes on Eternity as I anxiously await its arrival.  How many other worldly mindsets do I hold onto?  Lord, once again, please renew and transform my thinking to line up with Yours.  I will live every day like it is my last, and I will do my best to not question Your ways.  I will miss Joe, but I am determined to praise You, Lord, for preparing a place for those whom You call your own.  I know our days are numbered, and no one can take us out before we have lived out every one of them.