This update just in from our Missionaries in Port-au-Prince.
This update just in from our Missionaries in Port-au-Prince.
Download a free e-copy of The Pilgrim’s Progress book here. The artwork is AMAZING, totally fun. It’s from the movie that is coming out in April.
The book is a Christian allegory written in…
wait for it…
That’s not a bad run for a book. Typically, if you are part of the fortunate 2% or less, (depending on who is number-crunching) who get their books traditionally published, you may get a 3-month run. So, a 4,092-month run and a movie deal isn’t bad. It’s no Bizarre Bible Stories, but not bad.
We hope to show an early pre-release showing of the movie at AnchorPoint in March, to get folks excited about blowing big bucks and bringing their friends in April. We also hope it is good. Otherwise, it won’t help much.
My friend Clay recently did a podcast on a question asked by his son, “How do I know hat God wants me to do?” He asked some other dads and myself, then tied it all together. I wish I had heard this back in 1975 – his content is excellent! You can listen to it here.
It’s a question I think we over-think. This may be a bit of Cooley over-simplification–but here is my take on it.
If we belong to God, he will lead us where He wants us to go. It’s his manipulative grace. Why would he lead us in the wrong direction?
If we belong to God and resist him, he can send a big fish to vomit us out where we should have gone in the first place.
If we belong to God and are clueless, he can manipulate circumstances like he did for Paul in Acts 16:6-10. There God kept slamming doors in Paul’s face till he pretty had no direction to go but the right one.
The key is to belong to God. Or, as Psalms 91:1 puts it, Those who sit down in the presence of the High God, will spend the night in the shadow of the Almighty.
I hope you belong to God. If not, why not give your life to him now? If you do belong to him, don’t sweat manana. Sit down in God’s presence today, and you will be doing what he wants tomorrow.
Before 3/4 ton pickups with Cummings diesel engines, there were Studebakers. They had no AC, broke down more often, came with no cup holders, and had limited ground clearance – but a man with a Studebaker was a man who could go anywhere and do most anything.
At least he thought he could.
It may be good that I have no memories of this vacation. Here is another picture of our studly Stude, this one hauling down a Christmas Tree from the mountains around Tucson. I’m sure all five of us kids were crammed in there with Mom and Dad. It’s amazing how many people a station wagon could hold before seat belts, shoulder straps, car seats, and air bags. I believe the average lifespan back in the 60s was 12.
My favorite Studebaker pic comes at the end of the blog. First I am pasting in our Christmas letter for those who missed it. Scroll past the letter if you have already read it.
Yeah, it’s late. You can’t rush perfection. Here is the mostly true update on the Cooley’s.
JoLynn is working full time for a few months or a few years for Presbyterian Hospital. She’s piloting a Patient
Advocate program at a new hospital. The job is assisting patients in pain and their families in crisis who are attempting to work through a maze of medical misunderstandings while hoping and praying for healing.
It really is a great ministry where Jo gets to help many people on some of their most difficult days.
She can have it. It’s easier to write Christmas letters.
Megan, Jon, and mighty Memphis live here in Albuquerque, and as of October 11 have Indigo Rose to keep them up at night. We appreciate their kindness in giving us our first granddaughter. Memphis is my cookie-making buddy. Indigo is my nap buddy – who often naps when I get to hold her. Lucky Indi even has a daily naptime! I’m jealous.
Amanda, Jake, Oliver, Emerson, and Harrison (or Oli, Emmy, and Harry as we call them), live in Marble Falls TX. Amanda runs Camp Peniel’s weekend camping program, and Jake works for Overhead Door in Austin. After 7 summers and hundreds of weekends there, I always thought I’d work for Peniel, but the opportunity got passed down to Amanda. Not that I’m jealous. They were able to come in for Christmas, and we had enough snow to take the boys sledding in the back yard – my Christmas highlight.
Yes, that means we have a new back yard. We moved last January to a smaller one-story house on a half-acre with an amazing view and a perfect little sled hill in back. It’s beautiful. JoLynn is a sledding goddess, so that was the real reason for the move. Our new address is: 2112 San Pablo Rd NE, Rio Rancho NM 87144.
Micah has been with Air Guard Intelligence for over six years, and went full-time with them a couple months ago. They paid him well to go back full time, so he is the one with the nice new red Miata. Not that I’m jealous. We’re not sure how his English degree helps him to blow things up. I guess you wouldn’t want to miscommunicate. He comes to church with Starbucks for his sister – it’s great to have even half the family with us for worship.
Caleb is three semesters short of graduating from Moody Bible Institute in Chicago. He spent the summer taking European Reformation classes in … Europe. Not that I’m jealous. He too was home for Christmas, so we had the entire clan here. It was great fun. A line by the bathroom door is such a good memory of old times.
Dan – Our new house is 20 years old, so it has plenty of fun projects to keep me out of trouble. I still enjoy a week or two in Haiti in the summer, and the church is rolling right along – the merger was a great move, the staff is terrific. The New City Catechism is our current study – great stuff. My sister Janice and I wrote a small stocking stuffer book, Bizarre Christmas Bible Stories, to hit store shelves in September 2019.
Mostly I’m just jealous of Indigo’s naps and Amanda’s camp and Micah’s Miata and Caleb’s summer and not at all of JoLynn’s job. God really has been gracious to us, and we are most grateful. My favorite verse for 2018 came from Ecclesiastes 12:13 in the Message.
Fear God. Do what he tells you. That’s it.
Dan for all
And my favorite for last. My dad the stud working on his Studebaker. Notice the lush Arizona grass. I believe the license plate says 64. I you have a spare Studebaker you want to sell, let me know. I’d love to surprise JoLynn with one for Valentines.
The picture is from Bizarre Christmas Bible Stories, unfortunately not being released till 2019. It’s our take on a Magi, and has nothing to do with 2 thoughts from 2 very different writers.
The first, from Caleb Cooley
This day we celebrate the Lord of creation taking on flesh without division, separation, confusion, or change. This day we celebrate the Logos, who willingly and vulnerably enters into the creation that He Himself spoke into being. This day we celebrate the very purpose and end of the whole cosmos, intimacy with God our father. We worship a good and powerful God. “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.” This is a Merry Christmas indeed.
The second, a poem from Meredith at AnchorPoint Church,
And the Word Became Flesh
And the Word became flesh showing us what is true, noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent, and praiseworthy
He did this so we could see and could know and could dwell upon these things
And the Word became flesh leaving a realm that was free from the limits of time
He entered our time in a cursed world that He did not cause, to free us from the worries of tomorrow
And the Word became flesh, blessing us with each new day as a gift to enjoy everything good from Him
Lavishing us with gift upon gift and the ability to enjoy each perfect gift from above
And the Word became flesh to take upon sin and know us in every way
Therefor hearing every prayer and petition, working everything for our good, the Good, causing thanksgiving for each redemption
And the Word became flesh, to overcome death for us, to restore us to Him
For we do not need to be afraid or discouraged, we are strong and courageous, for You are with us always
And the Word became flesh because what was once glorious and perfect was broken
He came to remake it anew for He who began a good work in us will surely carry it on to completion
The Canadians have it right, and celebrate Thanksgiving on the second Monday of OCTOBER, as the Pilgrims intended. President Lincoln got many things right, but was allowed by God to make this one glaring error to prove to the world that even he wasn’t omniscient.
Now you know the truth. The stores have it right.
Besides, there just isn’t enough time to enjoy the season if all your shopping, decorating, family meals, traveling, college exams, parties, and Christmas movie watching have to be done in a few weeks. That’s no fun. Start today and enjoy a slow, mellow, long, shockingly long Christmas season, as Costco intended.
OK, it isn’t all better
music, Frosty the Snowman could gag a Shepherd. Still, after 10 months of Country divorces, Rap killings, Pop romance and Hillsongs oceans, aren’t you ready for a change?
ire 10 years early.
If you wait to shop till December, when you are also paying for travel and party gifts and eating out, you will still be paying it off in July. Buying now will help keep you out of debt, allowing you to retire years early. Maybe.
How many kids are in danger of a tripping injury because they can’t find the way from the street to your house on Halloween? Could you be sued? GET THOSE CHRISTMAS LIGHTS UP NOW. Besides, better for kids to see an early Christmas tree than a pumpkin carved like a wormy skull with a spider crawling out.
Easter has pastel colors. Yuck. Halloween is black and orange, great if you work for UHaul. The best Thanksgiving table will have a centerpiece of plastic pilgrims standing around vegetables you can’t eat. But Christmas? Christmas is deep red, green, gold, nativity scenes, camels, and reindeer. How does a plastic pilgrim compete?
Thanksgiving has turkey. The reason we don’t eat it the rest of the year is that it isn’t that good. Christmas has eggnog, cookies, and Chex party mix. It’s no competition, really.
And the only thing worse is NOT having lights on your roof for Christmas. That’s just wrong.
If you are shopping early, Bizarre Christmas Bible Stories comes out in November.
What do you do when your kids are grown and gone, but you still hope to speak into their lives?
Clay Holderman, a dad from our church came up with this cool idea. He would get a question from one of his adulting kids. Then he would ask the dads in his small group Bible study to record their honest thoughts. Then he would ask a pastor to get a Biblical perspective.
After recording, he would cut and paste and edit the mess into a thoughtful, helpful, 15-minute DadCast, and send it back to his kids.
Or it will be if any of our kids listen to it.
The first question came from his oldest son, Cole. Could he ever become someone his parents couldn’t love? What if he became the worst of the worst of humanity?
Listen to the first DadCast on an app below and sign up or share if you like it.
In July of 2012 I was speaking at a 5th – 6th grade summer camp. The first night I asked all the kids to write down a question for God and to hand it in. One girl, Kristina Rae Barrett wrote, “Dear God, Why did you give me cancer?”
I knew Kristina’s dad since he was in my youth group back in ’85. Kristina inherited his spunk, love of life, and incomprehensibly deep faith. Actually, I think she passed dad up, telling him at one point, “If this is God’s plan for me, then I accept it.”
Kristina Rae Barrett, May 30, 2002 – June 21, 2014.
The book was also completed in June, 2014. Her question was the motivating factor for the book, and the focus of the first story. All profit (billions, I’m sure) from Bizarre Bible Stories 2! Go to the Children’s Cancer Recovery Foundation – Helping Hands Fund. this fund. The fund was her dad’s suggestion, as it had helped them over the years.
There are endless names connected to childhood cancer, but I can’t leave this blog without also mentioning Macen Holderman, who went to be with Jesus on September 27, 2016, at the age of 17. He was a ton of fun, I am sure he still is, but one of my favorite stories is when he was waiting in the hospital. One of his legs had been amputated, and as usual he was playing with his prosthetic. A shocked younger kid came up and asked him what happened. Macen answered something like, “I can’t tell you. But I can tell you, NEVER disobey your parents.”
Why Cancer? I don’t know. I do know the attack on children and their parents seems to be especially brutal. I know it is the result of sin, and as such we need to fight it. I hope you can help.
What is wrong with this chart?
Last week Ryan Prieb, our Youth Guru drew this illustration for me.
We go to a football game, a play, a concert, and there is a director, the participants playing on the field or on stage, and us in the stands.
So, we go to worship, and we feel like we are the audience, the people on stage the performers, and God, of course is the director.
But what if we are wrong?
What is God is real the audience?
Then it would look like this.
That makes us in the congregation the participants.
Then the music is no longer picked for me to enjoy, but for God. The sermon length isn’t about my convenience, but about His glory. The parking space size and service time may no longer be the determining factor of a church that God loves.
It reminds me of a friend who was a worship leader at a small church in another town. She told me about the end of service one week, when someone leaving told her, “I got nothing out of that worship today.”
She shot back with, “That’s alright. We weren’t worshiping you today.”
He had the wrong chart. Sometimes I do too.
Hey – we were under 90 degrees here in New Mexico this week. It must be almost Christmas! If God is gracious, our below book comes out in October.
I recently received this email from someone and thought it could be helpful.
Hello, I thought I would tell you that we got Bizarre Bible Stories, and I started doing our family devotions with it yesterday morning. The first story was about Balaam and the donkey, and after we read the devotion the kids asked if they could act it out. Our son Luke played the part of Balaam, and the girls took turns being the Angel of the Lord and the donkey. (Both girls wanted to be the donkey, so we did our little skit twice.) Luke enjoyed telling the girls that they would be supper if they didn’t straighten up, and the girls enjoyed playing the part of the donkey that talks. As a mom who sometimes gets the deer in the headlights look, when I am trying to do family Bible time with my young children, I wanted to share that I appreciate this resource…
Skit time for devotions, not a bad idea!
Harry the Angel below for the upcoming Christmas book. I love the artwork, hope they print it in color!