Feb 6 2010

Irish Casserole

I have never anticipated that i would share recipes on this blog but i am going to now.

The background/introduction:

This morning was my groups turn to distribute food and preach the gospel at Shepherd’s Heart, the local food pantry. It was a great morning and we go to pray with a handful of people after I was spoke from John 6. That was over at 10:30am and we cane back to the church to eat lunch. In the spirit of the day I decide to get creative and not just make my frozen pizza.

The recepie:

  • 1 can of wolf brand chili
  • 1 can of cream of mushroom soup
  • 1 can of tomatoes (seasoned)
  • Some macaroni
  • Some frozen corn
  • Instant mashers
  • Saltine crackers
  • And of course, cheese, butter, ranch, and sour cream.

Cook the pasta and mix all the canned stuff and corn together. Make the mashers, (we didn’t have milk so we used a mixture of ranch, water, and sour cream—it worked.  Crush the crackers in the bottom of the pan and pour some butter over them and then put the noodle stuff on top of that and then finally the mashers on top of that.  Top it all off  with some chedder and asiago cheese and bake it for a while till you can’t wait any longer. Season to taste with Tony’s and call it good.

So in case you were wondering that is my new lunch creation, I call it ‘Irish i had something else to put in this casserole’ or just ‘Irish casserole’ for short. The recipe can be easily modified by doing anything you want with whatever you have as long as you wish that you had something else to put in it an bake it in casserole fashion.

Cheers!

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Jan 20 2010

Who put that merry-go-round there?!?

I feel like i was just walking along and all of the sudden i stepped on a merry-go-round and then i got smacked by the bar and fell to the wood chipped ground.  But before i really understood what was going on i was standing back up and my face hurt… I have a feeling that this is going to leave a mark.  So here is an update on what is going on now in the first month of the year of our Lord 2010.

Let’s go back to Tuesday, January 12th.  Tuesday was going to be just like any other day except that Ej and i had to get up extra early before the sun and go to Round Rock for her to have a few simple procedures done.  The procedures were in regards to her issues with UTI’s that she has dealt with since she was a wee little lass.  The first one was nothing but smooth sailing and then it was time for the second which was going to be a little more intense.  I was waiting in the room designated for such an activity and succumbing to my boredom i had just published a ‘Random Mobile Post’.  Although i was bored i was really relaxed because it is always easy to be relaxed at the doctor when you aren’t the patient and the one just waiting to leave.  Well much to my surprise a nurse comes out to the quick filling waiting room and calls, “Mr. Ripple?”.  I was engrossed in reading headlines from my phone but i immediately looked around to see who else shared the Surname Ripple.  Well no one got up and at that point it was quite obvious that i was the only possible Mr. Ripple that she was looking for.

“Yes thats me?” I said as i sheepishly walked toward the door to “the back.”

“Come on back with me, your wife wants to see you.”

“Ok”

At this point i have no clue what is going on because the nurse doesn’t seem to be acting weird or anything (like i would know what normal for her was).  She opens the door to where Ej is sitting in a hospital robe balling her eyes out.  Quite honestly she looks devastated (coincidently what she looked like on our wedding day), i walk in and the door shut behind me, i’m waiting for her to say anything and mentally trying to prepare for her to say she has cancer or something.

I get settled in to the chair next to her and finally she says,

“We’re pregnant!”

I was speechless and quite frankly didn’t really believe it.  We just sat there for a moment and talked about how bizarre and unexpected this was.  We are excited and thankful for the gift that God has given us.  I can’t wait to make their acquaintance.

That was Tuesday morning, now on to evening.   Our camper aka current home, has apparently been the intense breeding ground for a cute little black mold family.  And apparently they enjoyed our bed more than we did.  Although i have always been one for diversity, i could no longer tolerate these sneaky unwanted and uninvited guests.  I trashed our “mattress” and we slept on a big pile of blankets, which turns out isn’t as fun and comfortable as i so vividly remember.  This immediately turned out to be a blessing because upon a brief investigation the next day, i found a perfectly sized mattress up in my brother’s room and this one was leaps and bounds more comfortable than the one we slept on for over a year.

Thursday morning we woke up to the sobering news that the loyal family dog, Skeeter, had finally kicked the bucket after a fairly long life.  It made me trust in God’s strength and goodness all the more.  You may think that i am over-reacting a little but God cares and knows when the sparrow falls to the ground and dies, so of course i am going to believe that He knows and care and is sovereign even over Skeeter’s death.  The Lord gave us a member of the family, and the Lord took one, blessed be His glorious name.

Saturday night i got a call right before i was getting into bed that my friend had a blow out on the side of the highway and needed my help, i rounded up Spencer and we were off to her rescue.  We finally got the tire unstuck from the rotor and an hour and a half later i was back in bed warming up.

The next morning while siting in Bible study i went to play with my wedding ring and realized that it was gone.  I must have lost it while changing the tire.  My hands were really cold and i must not have felt it come off my hand.  Ej handled it much better than i expected.  We will see how it goes with her being prego and me not having a wedding band.

On top of all of that, these last two weeks have been some of the most fast paced and visibly productive in the whole homestead project that by God’s grace we are undertaking.

I am thankful for His grace and faithfulness… To say the least, “I’m so freakin’ excited!”

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Jan 14 2010

Children in the Meeting of the Ephesian Church

There is a big difference in being rebellious and being ignorant but the difference doesn’t lie in the outcome but rather in the heart.  The fruit of ignorance and the fruit of rebellion grow on the same tree and are the same fruit.  Christ calls us to surrender and naturally to grow in knowledge and understanding.  As you read this article, remember the words of Christ, “Wisdom is justified by her children.”  Let this article offend you toward truth.  Let it challenge the status quo that the american church has come to believe is the only possible way.  Open up your mind (your attitude, emotions, & thoughts) that is being renewed to the inerrant scriptures and cherish the truth.

Ephesians 6:1-4

by Scott Brown, July 1, 2004

Ephesians 6:1-4 is the flagship New Testament passage on child rearing and fatherhood. It is an extremely simple and steadying message in light of the dizzying array of advice the world gives to parents. We find four major ideas arising from the text. First, the setting: the meeting of the Church. Second, there are two simple commands for children: obey and honor (Eph. 6:1-2). Third, there are two understandable results for children: good life and long life (Eph. 6:3). Fourth, there are two dangerous pitfalls for fathers: provoking and neglecting (Eph. 6:4).

This article is focused on the first point — the setting of the meeting of the Church.

In the first two verses, Paul is clearly speaking to children. These are the children who are in the meeting of the Ephesian church and are hearing the letter read. Paul uses a Greek grammatical form called the vocative case, called the “vocative of direct address.” He is directly addressing the children in the meeting of the church. This makes it an obvious fact that children were present in the meetings of the early churches.

In his commentary on Ephesians, William Hendricksen explains it this way:

The apostle assumes that among those who will be listening when this letter is read to the various congregations the children will not be lacking. They are included in God’s Covenant…, and Jesus loves them…. Were Paul to be present with us today he would be shocked at the spectacle of children attending the Sunday School and then going home just before the regular worship service. He has a word addressed directly and specifically to the children. (William Hendricksen, Galatians and Ephesians (Grand Rapids: Baker, 1979) pg. 258)

The meetings included young boys like Eutychus (probably between 7 and 14 years old) who left the meeting after midnight by falling out a window. He was overcome with sleepiness during a long Pauline preaching session, nodded out and rolled off the window’s ledge (Acts 20:7-12).

We need to understand that the meetings in the early church included babies who were cutting teeth, eight-year-old boys who were wired for movement, and budding teenagers being tempted by the worldliness of the world. The children were not in age-graded Sunday schools, but were in the midst of the meeting, and were taught side by side with everyone else. The meetings of the early church were conducted with a full complement of relationships.

There is no indication from Scripture that children were ever removed from the meetings designed for preaching, Scripture reading, prayer, and worship. But, in our culture, it is automatic and comprehensive. Contrast the normal meetings of our churches with the normal practices of the meetings recorded in the Bible:

  • The Time of Moses: Deuteronomy 31:12-13;
  • The Time of Nehemiah: Nehemiah 8:1-3, Ezra 10:1;
  • The Time of Jesus: Matthew 18:1-5, 19:13-15; and
  • The Time of Paul: Ephesians 6:1-4, Col 3:20.

Jeremy Walker sums it up:

The constant presumption of Scripture is that children were present in the worship of the people of God. In Nehemiah’s time, men and women and all those who could hear with understanding gathered to hear Ezra the scribe read the Law (Neh 8.1-3; Ezr 10.1). Moses certainly anticipated the literal “children” of Israel to be present when the Law was read (Dt 31.12-13). Paul’s letters, intended to be read to the churches, assume the intelligent presence of children (Eph 6.1-4; Col 3.20), and children were present when the Lord Jesus taught (Mt 18.1-5; 19.13-15). (Quoted in Banner of Truth magazine, November 7, 2002, “Attendance of Children in Public Worship”)

For further study, see the following passages where it is mentioned that children were present in meetings of God’s people.

In Joshua 8:35, Joshua built an altar to the Lord in Mount Ebal of whole stones over which no man had ever laid an iron tool. He read “all the words of the law.”

There was not a word of all that Moses had commanded which Joshua did not read before all the assembly of Israel, with the women, the little ones, and the strangers who were living among them. (Joshua 8:35)

Joel 2:15-16 describes a time of repentance of the people where all were to gather—even the bride and bridegroom on their wedding day.

Blow the trumpet in Zion, Consecrate a fast, Call a sacred assembly; Gather the people, Sanctify the congregation, Assemble the elders, Gather the children and nursing babes; Let the bridegroom go out from his chamber, and the bride from her dressing room. (Joel 2:15-16)

I would like to pose four questions to help us to reflect more deeply on this subject and, hopefully, help us understand how important it is that we experience the worship of God and the fellowship of the saints alongside our children.

I. Which way is more Biblical?

Should children be in the meeting of the church, alongside their parents? If you only had the Bible, what would you conclude about what to do about childcare? Is there any evidence of childcare services to support the worship and instruction of God’s people? Do the apostles ever allude to a nursery or Sunday school? Are there any commands relating to the subject? Are there any examples to follow in Scripture for this area?

II. What effect does worship singing have on a child?

This question gets to the point of the power of music on all human beings. We may say, “Our children don’t get anything out of the services,” but we can’t really believe it. We get goose bumps when we sing to children while they are in the womb. We believe that the sounds and even the attitudes surrounding them are affecting their development process. Some people play classical music to their children in the womb, while others contend that just hearing it makes their kids smarter outside the womb.

Let me suggest that it is truly wonderful to immerse children in the rich songs of the faith from the time they are babies in arms. So what is the optimal time for bringing your children into the meeting of the church? I counsel families to bring their babies on the first Sunday after their birth, and continue weekly throughout their lives.

Children get something out of everything they experience
First of all, it must be said that children get something out of everything they experience. So we should abandon the idea that “my child gets nothing out of ‘big’ church.” This is subterfuge and misinformation. Plus, nobody gets everything out of anything, particularly a sermon. We take them to the library and they do not get everything out of what is there. They listen to all of our conversation, but don’t think for a minute that everything goes over their heads.

There is great value for a very young child experiencing the deep and authentic worship of the church. Something is being transferred as they watch their fathers give of the family resources during the offering. As they grow up, their understanding will increase. Something is being transferred as they watch the adults “worship in spirit and in truth” (John 4:23).

They don’t get everything, but they can get something from observing the fervency and genuineness of the church’s expression of love for God, dependence upon Him, and joy in Him. This is the value of having children in church.

Children progressively understand what a parent and the wider church members love and appreciate. Year after year, their understanding builds. Year after year, the well is filling up. The cumulative effect of deep and significant thinking and activities is what we are looking for.

III. What effect does the teaching of the Word have on a child?

By joining in the main services, children will be experiencing the teaching of God’s Word and beginning to understand the importance of preaching. This is a perfect opportunity for a father to share with his children how the preaching of the Word is affecting him and how he plans to bring his family in line with it.

  • Only God knows what a child gets from hearing father pray.
  • Only God knows what a child gets out of hearing God’s people worship.
  • Only God knows what a child gets out of seeing men standing up and speaking of the things of God.
  • Only God knows what a child gets out of experiencing Christian community.

It is really much simpler than you might think. The attitude should be: the church is family time. Our family, and the family of God.

We enjoy eating out together as a family. We enjoy going to the beach together as a family. Then, why do we not enjoy worship and instruction and fellowship as a family with our spiritual family of brothers and sisters?

IV. Which way is more wonderful?

This question helps us to think clearly about what is truly superior. All options are not created equal. Recently, after our worship service, I passed by a mother who was carrying her baby girl. She took a deep breath through her nostrils as if to take in the aroma of her baby. She said:

I can always tell who held my daughter during worship because of the perfume. For instance, I can tell that your wife Deborah was holding my daughter during worship.

Where would you rather have your child? In the arms of one of our mothers or fathers or teenagers, or in a soundproof room, playing with saliva-encrusted toys? Is it better for a child to be held by his mother while she sings the words of precious hymns, or to be in the back room with a childcare worker and who knows how many children?

Would it be more wonderful if we rose up and involved our children in the meetings of the church? And if we used these meetings as opportunities to serve as their personal coaches to grow their love for the Body of Christ; to increase their appreciation (and appetite) for prayer; and to cultivate their affection for the preaching of the Bible? In doing so, we would be resisting the child-neglecting, child-rejecting, and child-depreciating practices that are at work in our churches. It is more wonderful!

Why have children in the meetings of the church?

The question would be a strange one for people in the year 1800 since they always had their children with them during worship. It was normal. The question would not have come up because people were used to keeping their children with them.

The question would also have been an unusual one for people in the early church. The early church met in homes with all present and Jesus made it clear to His disciples that children were always welcome.

The question would be a strange one for people in Israel. We have many Old Testament references that record children present during major events where God’s Word was being communicated to groups of people. The Old Testament writers make mention of this without interpretation.

It is obvious that the normative practice for Israel and the early church was to integrate children into the normal practices of the gatherings of the people. Nowhere do we find a trace of teaching or example of our modern age-graded approach to the church.

Let’s bring our children back into the meetings of the church. I sincerely believe that if the Lord Jesus Christ were here in the twenty-first century, He would be the first to invite them back.

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Jan 12 2010

Random Mobile Post

At the doctor this morning with my wife. We are tired (long story)… There’s a funny old man in the waiting room with us, they told him he had to drink a huge cup of stuff and he just laughed and took the cup. After fumbling around with it, he dropped the straw and asked or another one, he apparently dosent say please or thank you and i was only waiting for one or the other.  He reminds me of the guy from Up in appearance and disposition.

Secondly, and this may seem off subject but it isn’t because this post has no defined subject. But i just watched hot Rod Blago say that he was sorry for saying he was “blacker than Barak Obama” he went on to say while fighting back what (in my opinion) looked like hysterical laughter that he was speaking “metaphorically”, closing up his comment with something along the lines of, obviously it’s a metaphor because i am not blacker than Barak Obama. Thanks for clearing that up Rod.

Speaking of white guys talking about race, Mr. Reid didn’t say anythig racist. I am sick of hyprocrite republicans who are labled racist for saying stuff that isn’t racist and now Mr. Reid says negro and is catching some flack and instead of being consistent republicans are being overtly self-serving. Am i really suprised? No. Is a double standard wrong? Yes. Why are republicans complaining about a double standard while demanding one from the top? This is my fear, not flaming liberalism but secular conservatism. What’s worse? That all depends on what those conservatives are trying to conserve. Keep in mind that i believe the Bible is true.

I could go on and on, and normally i would, just in my head, but i really wanted to try posting from my phone…

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Dec 28 2009

The Stage—The Story

When you feel like just shutting it all down, closing the doors (imagining of course they’re mine to close).  People are so ungrateful, so selfish and self centered, i see it so clearly in myself and even more clearly in others.  Humanity is so lazy when it comes to all the right things and so zealous and motivated when it comes to all of the wrong things (or so it seems).  If i am able to see it, if we are like that towards those we can see and physically interact with then how much more severe is the problem when it comes to the One we cannot see, we cannot always feel, or cannot physically interact with (or so it seems).  This complacency is a cancer destroying us from the inside out.  This lack of satisfaction in the One Thing.  The One Thing that matters, the one thing that has any weight of glory or worth.  This is the One Thing that constantly goes unnoticed, goes purposely ignored.

We are such a stiff-necked, rebellious people.  We revel and pleasure ourselves inside our houses like filthy swine rolling around in the filth we eat and have eaten and will soon eat again.  We demand that our entire existence and the surrounding universe revolve around those pleasures.  The only problem is our existence and this universe thankfully cannot ever, not even for but one moment, facilitate those pleasures.  The moment we think we have manipulated the order of the universe, that we have ‘got one by The Man’, is the moment that we sowed our corruptible seed and we immediately reaped our corruption—our conflict began. We will always reap death and destruction; it makes no matter how beautiful the seeds we sow look like, how pleasant they feel or smell or even how wonderful they taste.  It doesn’t even matter what they sound like accompanying the music in their hollow homes.

We are dying of starvation and malnutrition while we sit at a banqueting table.  Are we blind or are just not willing to see?  Does the answer to that make any difference?

We often don’t like what we see and assume we are just reading the wrong script.  ”Um, excuse me, stop everything, I believe I have the wrong script, I must have picked up someone else’s part.  This couldn’t possibly be my role.” We’re pretending to be in an imaginary theater all the while sheepishly standing on the stage (the only stage) as the extra, the casualty, the butt of the joke wanting nothing more than to simply run off the stage, escaping the spotlights and hide behind the curtain in the shadows.  But escaping the stage isn’t going to be as easy as you may think, go ahead and try but you will soon find that the stage transcends you because the story transcends you.  You’re always in front of an audience.

N.D. Wilson observes from a tilt-a-whirl:  Complain.  Whine.  Be a fusser.  The story needs those as well, because every butt needs a joke, and the audience must laugh.  Whether they (and God) laugh at or with is up to you.

The curtains have already been torn away revealing the stage.  There is no other theater and no alternate scrips to be the wrong ones to read.  There is one stage—one story.  You are a part whether you like it or not, all of creation is.  You can kick and scream but you are here now and the story needs that too, consequently the author cast you even though you didn’t make the audition—you didn’t even sign up…


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