
by Bill Seng “A voice says, ‘Cry out.’
And I said, ‘What shall I cry?’
‘All people are like grass,
and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.
The grass withers and the flowers fall,
because the breath of the LORD blows on them.
Surely the people are grass.
The grass withers and the flowers fall,
but the word of our God endures forever.’” - Isaiah 40:6-8 Penn Jillette, a famous atheist, comedian, and magician, once said that the best way to become an atheist is to read the Bible. This assertion comes from the idea that the Bible is full of contradictions, is scientifically inaccurate, is full of absurdities, and tells the story of a god who is full of anger and rage against everyone and is just waiting to punish people for the slightest offense. This is reflected in Richard Dawkins’ statement in The God Delusion: “The God of the Old Testament is arguably the most unpleasant character in all fiction: jealous and proud of it; a petty, unjust, unforgiving control-freak; a vindictive, bloodthirsty ethnic cleanser; a misogynistic, homophobic, racist, infanticidal, genocidal, filicidal, pestilential, megalomaniacal, sadomasochistic, capriciously malevolent bully” (http://www.goodreads.com/quotes/23651-the-god-of-the-old-testament-is-arguably-the-most). Now, for someone who is uninformed, this statement might seem witty and intelligent. But for someone who is actually educated in understanding the Bible, it is absolutely maddening. Both Mr. Jillette and Mr. Dawkins suffer from the same ailment. They may have read the Bible sometime in their lives, or even multiple times, but they were never serious about finding answers to their questions. Now that they are rich and famous they have the luxury of hiring “Bible scholars” that agree with their point of view to promote the nonsensical understanding of Scripture that they themselves possess. Is the God of the Old Testament really evil or, for that matter, any different from the God of the New Testament? The answer is obvious for the person who actually reads the Bible and studies its content. The Bible speaks for itself. Even for the person who is not trained to read the Bible, in the English language (and I am assuming in others) the Bible is very easy to understand. When a person reads the Bible and merely puts a little bit of thought into what is being read, there are no contradictions or absurdities. The Bible is a very consistent book and mostly details historic events where extravagant miracles are not necessarily present but the hand of God is. Does God wipe out entire nations? Yes. But that does not make him an ethnic cleanser; it means that he is judge over what is good and what is evil. In the Old Testament, God brought righteous judgment against many nations through Israel. What is more, God at times brings judgment upon Israel through their enemies when they go astray from the Lord’s commands. God is just and deals with evil no matter who commits it. What is incredible is that God’s love for humanity is exemplified all through the Old Testament; his longing for Israel and his plan to extend his grace out to all people who would call on his name (Isaiah 65:1-2). These are exactly the same sentiments that God has for humanity in the New Testament. If you do not believe me, read Romans 10:11-13. (For an even more exact example, read Isaiah 65:1 and then read how Paul uses it in the context of Romans 10 and 11.) But I have not even gotten into how a more advanced reader of the Bible views the so-called “trouble verses.” We have to remember that the Bible, although it is written for all people to understand, was written 2,000 years ago. Not only was it written 2,000 years ago, it was written in three different languages in cultures that are totally different than ours. Often times if something does not make sense to us today, that is precisely the reason why. Also, the things that are clear in Scripture are given an additional layer of awesomeness when they are understood in their fullest context. There is so much to appreciate about the Bible that is just waiting to be revealed to the person who is interested in actually studying it on a deeper level. For the person who is uncertain about whether it is worth it to invest in reading the entire Bible, it will enhance your faith in a way that few other activities can accomplish. Do not heed the words of the skeptics who try to discourage believers from reading the Word or who mock its content. They are only repeating other people’s ignorance. True scholars don’t merely report on what other people have said, they form an opinion for themselves. If you wish to do this you must read the Bible.


by Nathan Buck Recently I saw the movie “After Earth” starring Will Smith and his son. It’s a movie that is not for the squeamish. Will and his son play a father/son duo, stranded on a planet where they are being hunted by a very large creature. Will’s character is injured. His son, Kitai, is afraid, because he saw this creature kill his sister when he was younger. Now, it is up to Kitai to travel through desperate environmental conditions and activate a rescue beacon. As Will’s character preps Kitai for the journey, he tells him about his own journey with fear: “Fear is not real. The only place that fear can exist is in our thoughts of the future. It is a product of our imagination, causing us to fear things that do not at present and may not ever exist. That is near insanity Kitai. Do not misunderstand me, danger is very real, but fear is a choice. We are all telling ourselves a story and that day mine [my story] changed.” I was blown away by that quote and realized in that moment that we give far too much attention to our fears. Danger is real. Caution and protection are often necessary. But fear is a choice. Fear is a response to a circumstance, person, thought, etc. In the Bible, I John 4:18 says, “There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves punishment, and the one who fears is not perfected in love.” It’s amazing to read that. If we fear, we are not made perfect in love. That Greek word translated as “made perfect” from the original Bible text, also means “made genuine” or “complete.” So, fear is a reaction from an imperfect or disingenuous place of living. Something that is disingenuous is fake, or not real. God has not invited us to live in a fake world of our own imagination. He has not invited us to make up our own stories about what we think is real. God has invited us to live as real people in the story that He has written. That story includes danger. He has allowed the consequences of sin and rebellion so that we appreciate and are aware of our need for Him – just like we as parents allow our children to discover results of their own choices, in order to better consider their need for parental wisdom and guidance. Our story includes scary and deadly things – mainly because we continue to create our own stories complete with all the ugliness of human selfishness and cruelty. And in the face of that, God offers to teach us, guide us, and complete us in HIS love. HIS love drives out fear, because it is saturated with HIS all-knowing perspective and His peace and HIS power. Love pierces through danger, sees the heart of the issue, and goes after what is best for all involved. Love cannot stand shadow or untruth, and it exposes the lies that threaten us. Love faces danger and the potential harm it can bring and says, “You are not alone, I am right here.” Even just the knowledge that we are not alone in the face of danger makes danger smaller, and our courage greater. I admit that I am not complete in love. You probably aren’t either. So what are we going to do about it? Kitai chose to face his fears, out of his love for his father and the belief in what his father taught him. Will you choose to listen and learn in the same way from your Heavenly Father?



by Bill Seng “In those days Israel had no king; everyone did as they saw fit.” (Judges 17:6) Did you know that the Holocaust is morally justifiable? Think about it. It attempted to eliminate an inferior race as well as other genetic stragglers, such as the mentally and physically handicapped, tiny people, and homosexuals. In the words of Ebenezer Scrooge, Hitler was merely trying to reduce the surplus population. Now, let’s be real. Was the Holocaust really justifiable in a moral sense? NO! Why would I propose such an absurd notion? Perhaps it is because there is a certain movement in our country, which, if you follow their logic to its obvious conclusions, would have to concede that it was morally justifiable. Atheists often get offended when they are accused of having no true standard from which they draw their morals. Most atheists would say that one does not need a supernatural authority in order to be moral. So when they are asked by what authority they can derive morality a typical response is “society.” In some societies, it is moral to kill. A society that believes in preserving the purity of its race and keeping the growth of its population under control for the sake of allocating its resources to the most important people and the advancement of human evolution would deem that killing mass quantities of certain individuals is not only moral, but necessary. How do we know what is right and wrong? To me, a practice such as killing described above, is despicable and ignores Jesus’ call to love the “least of these.” Aside from my religious convictions, I believe that any sane person would agree with my assertion that ethnic cleansing and serial genocide are horrible practices. Let’s use another example: telling lies. It is assumed that everybody in every religion and every ideology thinks that lying is wrong. This could not be any further from the truth. Deception and betrayal are honorable traits among certain peoples. The ancient Greeks and many groups of people in the Middle East believe that if you are foolish enough to be deceived, that is your own problem. Unfortunately, in America we are trending in a similar direction. People can be tape-recorded and caught on camera and deny what they said or what they did, with the respective clip playing in the background. We claim to be disgusted at this practice, but we continue to approve of the very people who commit these crimes. Is lying wrong? Is lying evil? YES! Do people, such as atheists, have any incentive to tell a person the truth when lying would be more beneficial? No. There are so many examples of twisted morality that we can talk about, but let’s change things up a bit. Giving. Is giving good? What about honesty? Consistency? Peace? Justice? Understanding? Helping? You would be hard pressed to find anyone that would disagree with the inherent purity of these practices. The Bible tells us that there is no excuse to do evil or to deny God’s existence. Without a Divine authority, there truly is no authority. Having studied the creation/evolution debate, politics, and business, it has become very evident to me that there are certain people who do not only lie when necessary, but who are compulsive liars. Such people do not care about God’s authority. Those who love God do not live only to please themselves, but in a manner that is pleasing to Him.


by Nathan Buck I recently heard the term “gob-smacked” and just thought that was a funny expression. It is British slang meaning: “utterly amazed, astonished, etc.” It combines the Scottish word for mouth “gob” with the verb “to smack,” in order to create a picture of astonishment. Instead of saying, “well shut my mouth,” like a southern U.S. expression, it simply paints the picture of someone smacking or covering his mouth in amazement or shock. It’s fun to say, go ahead try it… ”Gobsmacked.” See? Now try it with a British accent… just kidding. Anyway, gobsmacked is what I think of when I read Nehemiah 8:9-12. Take a moment and read those couple verses if you are unfamiliar with the passage. Israel is returning to Jerusalem under the leadership of Nehemiah, to rebuild their place of worship and their city. In the process, they discover the scrolls from the temple that contain God’s Word. They publically assemble to read them, and then are gobsmacked at what they hear. As they encounter God’s Word, they are shaken to the core and start to weep. We do not know specifically what they heard, but their attitude of excitement became weeping as the truth of God’s Word sunk in. Perhaps they were reading the consequences God warned them would come if they turned away from Him. Perhaps they realized how far from God they had chosen to be, and they felt the weight of their own choices that lead to the destruction of their city and their deportation into Babylon. All we know is they were weeping, sobbing, and wailing. Nehemiah has to encourage them to focus on worshipping God, rather than grieving for their losses or the past. So what happened there? Why were they so distraught? It struck me that I have seen similar gobsmacked reactions with people who hear about Jesus for the first time. I have also seen it when people are reminded of what God’s Word actually says, instead of what they have decided to believe. The reactions I have seen are not always weeping or wailing – it is often anger, frustration, denial, physical attack, bargaining, reasoning, etc. I am convinced there was something here in this passage that God’s Word exposed and all of Israel instantly knew they had brought their current situation on themselves in their rebellion against God. And I am convinced of the same when I see people react strongly to God’s Word in the world today. Truth has a way of piercing through all of our carefully constructed justifications for why we do what we do. And when God’s truth exposes all of our willfulness or self-oriented living, we instantly see ALL the places of our sin. Our minds are so adept at connecting things that when the truth of God’s Word hits our ears, we instantly take stock of a number of things: what we believe, where we have departed from what God said, how we feel about it, how we think God feels about it, whether we want to change it, whether we think we can change it, whether we are being judged for not changing it, how we can rationalize that our way is good (for us), examples of others who have lived the way we are, etc. So much passes through our minds in a split second, that we literally are gobsmacked with a comparison between our life and God’s plans. Look what Nehemiah does in verse 10. He says to Israel, “Do not be grieved, for the joy of the Lord is your strength.” Joy is overwhelming delight. It is fueled by grateful awareness and humble appreciation. For Israel at this moment, staring in the face of the results of their rebellion, instead of hearing God’s Word as a rallying cry to move forward with Him, they were grieving. Instead of being grateful for God’s direction and truth being spoken, they are weeping. The attention moved from hearing God speak and celebrating His presence, to “woe is me/us.” Nehemiah reminds them that the JOY (delighting in and with God) is their strength. God’s Word and guidance produces strength and courage in us when we hear it as a message of hope and a calling forward. God’s Word can produce sorrow, fear, and weakness in us, if we only hear it as judgment. God’s Word is meant to get us where we are going - with Him. When we hear his guidance we should experience JOY that God has not forgotten us and is still calling us forward. That JOY in God’s guidance and presence is a strength that cannot be matched by any circumstances we face – because nothing can stand in the way of what God has planned. That confidence and delight in God’s calling forward literally puts strength into our bodies for the job we have to do. So the question comes to you. When you hear God’s Word and you are gobsmacked by it – do you receive it as an encouraging call forward in grace? Are you strengthened by the overwhelming delight that God has in who he has made you to be? Or do you grieve the gap between where you are and where God is calling you to be? Do you indignantly pout about what you think you will be missing? The choice is yours. The strength to move forward relies on trusting HIS love and being filled with delight for what He has planned. The JOY of the Lord is your STRENGTH.

~Thomas Jefferson, The Declaration of Independence The American dream is very often summarized in this statement. It is a very unique approach that has never been seen in any other society in history. The American government system is unique. It doesn’t exist anywhere else. We have a freedom that no one else really understands. But with that freedom comes a great and heavy responsibility. Too many of us, myself included, have taken these “rights” for granted. We don’t know or understand what it means to live without these rights, let alone what it costs for us to have them. The American Patriots understood what it would take to hold to these rights. And while we have heard the stance they took from our history books, little demonstrated the resolve they had than more than in the War of 1812 when Fort McHenry was under siege. This is when a famous man by the name of Francis Scott Key witnessed a scene that we sing about, but we really do not grasp what it meant when he witnessed what he saw. Take a few minutes to watch this video about what he saw and what was the basis of the U.S. national anthem. These men who held Fort McHenry understood what the U.S. flag represented. They understood that to hold to what that flag meant was to face the full British Armada. They knew that if they fought, they might not live to see the next day. We don’t have that mentality today. Not like we used to have. We’ve gotten lazy and want “entitlements.” We don’t know what it takes to preserve the freedom that was earned for us. And as a result, we have a different understanding of “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness” than what Thomas Jefferson had. This week with Worldview Warriors, we’ve been addressing the difference between happiness and joy. You may ask what American history has to do with happiness or joy – good question. But let me ask you this, those who watched the video above about the siege of Fort McHenry: those men who willingly gave their lives to hold that flag up, were they happy? Most would say yes. They died fighting for what they believed so firmly that nothing could sway them. But I would suggest that they weren’t. Here is why. Happiness is an emotion. It comes and goes like the waves or the seasons. I don’t think these men were very happy that their families and their home (which was mostly a civilian fort, not a military fort) were being attacked. You aren’t happy when that happens. But those who died did so with a smile as they looked upon the flag and towards heaven. This is not happiness, but joy. Joy goes much deeper than a mere emotion that depends on circumstances. You can have joy despite the whole world falling apart around you. There is another group of people that understood the hardships and the courage that the U.S. patriots had: the first century church. While the U.S. patriots fought for political freedom from a religious perspective, the early church fought for spiritual freedom despite a political oppression. The U.S. patriots were predominately Christian and they understood the principles of the U.S. constitution were meaningless and of no effect unless it was carried out by a Christian population and by Christian leaders. They fought for religious and political freedom. The church fought for spiritual freedom. Not their own because they already had it, but for the many they witnessed to. And that came with a price because those who were lost in their sin are being held prisoners by their sin and by the forces of darkness. When the early church faced persecution, it was no pleasant thing. There is no happiness to be found in enduring a flogging, being stoned, being publically humiliated, being crucified, being sawed in two, being give a bath of boiling oil, being beheaded, being fed to the lions, being forced to fight in the gladiator arenas, or being driven from their homes, and the list goes on. Take another moment to read Acts 16:16-40. When Paul and Silas had been flogged in Philippi and then thrown into prison, I really doubt they were happy right then and there. They were thrown in around four in the afternoon. It wasn’t until around midnight that they started praising the Lord and when the famed earthquake took place. That suggests it may have taken them eight hours to get over their emotions of what happened and focus on what they need to focus on. Paul and Silas did not experience happiness in that cell, but they did experience joy. This is why Paul tells us to count it all as joy when we face trials and persecution. He understands it. He saw the bigger picture. He saw the end goal. And he did not depend on what he felt at the moment to determine what he would or would not do. The same resolve Paul had, to give his all for the mission before him, is the same type of resolve the American Patriots had. And as Christians, it should be the same resolve that we should have. Rejoice in the Lord always! No matter what the circumstances. In success. In failure. On the mountain top. In the valley. In sickness. In health. In peace. In war. Do not make a choice depending on your emotions. If you do, the vast majority of the time, it will be the wrong choice. But you can choose to have joy despite your circumstances. And you will find that when your attitude and your perspective on your circumstances change, the circumstances themselves will appear to change. The pursuit of happiness is an American dream, but it means much more than an emotional high. It means pushing through the difficult times to seek after the goal. And when you have that goal in your focus in any area of your life, in all cases, have joy as you get closer to that goal. As Nehemiah said: “The joy of the Lord is our strength.”



by Bill Seng “Listen, my son, to your father’s instruction and do not forsake your mother’s teaching. They are a garland to grace your head and a chain to adorn your neck.” – Proverbs 2:8-9 Not long ago I heard someone I really respect bring up the topic of our youth. He agrees that our youth are “the future” but that perhaps we have put too much stock in their opinions. Quite frankly, I agree. Someone might rebuke me and tell me to know my audience. I truly hope that I have some youth that are going to read this post. But it is not the youth I wish to set straight; it is the adults. There is nothing wrong with encouraging your children. Pastor Alistair Begg, however, contests that our encouragements should have certain boundaries. Building up our children is one thing; puffing them up is quite another. Yes, you might be the proud parent of an honor student but is that something that is worthy of a bumper sticker? Although such a decal might seem harmless and even beneficial, we know that knowledge is what “puffeth up” (1 Corinthians 8:1). The problem is that we become so concerned about their self-esteem that we eventually place them upon a shrine and worship them. We nurture them into arrogance while we forget our role as parents. Many parents have it backwards. They think that because their children are at school every day and that they are learning about advanced concepts at younger and younger ages, we must subject ourselves to their wisdom. Instead of feeding our wisdom into their developing brains, we let them fill our heads with what their teachers tell them. We accept their words as gospel because we know that they are learning the most up-to-date information. Wisdom and knowledge are two totally different things. Politics, environmentalism, and morality are complex issues that require more than a teacher’s self-righteous rant to understand fully. Please do not misunderstand, parents can learn a lot from their children. Children are plugged into the trends of the day. They do and say things that enlighten us concerning innocent wisdom and the depths of sin. At the end of the day, a parent has to realize that wisdom is derived from experience and children do not have enough experience to understand the nature of the world until they have gone through life. Although there are several passages that encourage young people not to fear oppression due to their youth (Jeremiah 1:7, 1 Timothy 4:12), there are many more passages that command parents to raise their children to fear the LORD and for children to respect their parents (Exodus 20:12, Deuteronomy 6:7, Ephesians 6:1-3). Although children can teach their parents valuable life lessons, a parent’s responsibility to their children is to be their teacher (Malachi 2:15).


by Nathan Buck (Go check out last week’s post for the beginning of this story.) “God, please show me what I should do.” As I sat there listening for direction, it was like someone had come in and sat down next to me and asked, “Is that really what you want to do?” Open ended, no assumptions, just the question. As I started to say, “Yes,” my heart felt a strange freedom and desire to say, “No.” It was almost like I had been taken up on a hillside, shown my options, and suddenly this sport that had been my identity for more than 15 years felt short of where I was called to be. Two years later I would have another local opportunity with skating. My family was in support, I was legitimately excited to explore it, and I as I drove to the ice rink that day I asked God for direction. As I sat at a traffic light just up the street from the rink, I remember having a sense of total peace and even freedom that the answer was “no.” A few years later as I was in college, God very clearly called me to be a church planter. It was a total 180° change from the Criminal Justice/Prosecuting Attorney career I was moving toward, which is a story on its own. I had to move from central Pennsylvania to Ohio to do my master’s degree work. As I was packing, I came across my PBA (Professional Bowler’s Association) papers. I had my application ready to send in and I had met all requirements to qualify, I just had to send them in. Sitting in my living room, in my early 20’s, I reflected on the 15+ years of intense achievement and success. I realized that what God was calling me to would not have room for me to be on the Pro Tour. In that moment, again, a peace and freedom to step into the next adventure filled my heart and soul. I thanked God for the journey and the lessons, and then tore up my application and placed it in the trash. So, with all that history, and all those doors open, have there been times I have wondered – what if? Yes. Not in regret, but in curiosity. And each time, I am reminded that I am on the road I should be on. God even gave me chances to help coach a kids’ soccer team, be the director of a learn-to-skate program, and while on sabbatical has given me a season to renew bowling at a high level in my area, with my parents (who are both high caliber bowlers). My family never pressured me into continuing, or raising one sport over another – it was always my choice. And God was just as respectful and open about His invitation. I greatly enjoyed every day on the ice, the soccer field, and in the bowling alley. I felt alive as I engaged in each sport, and like I was the fullest “me.” What is even more amazing is that when I accepted God’s invitation to walk with him, I felt even freer and even more fully “me.” It was like I was stepping into a design, a journey, a destiny that I had never known was there waiting but suddenly made perfect sense. I no longer see them as “paths untaken.” I see them as part of the journey that got me here. As I continue, God has unpacked even more adventures, even more sports and hobbies, and even more opportunities. The difference is, I am no longer pursuing an earthly goal or reward. God may provide “rewards” along the way. The attention and pay-off of a gold-medal, a trophy, or recognition mean very little compared to God’s presence, strength, love, and peace. It’s still in me to achieve at a high level, and my intensity has not dwindled – I just have a deeper passion and focus for making a difference that could change someone’s eternity. Isaiah 43:10-13 has been and will be the cornerstone verses of my journey regardless of the path(s) God leads me on. “You are my witnesses declares the Lord, and my servant whom I have chosen, so that you may know and believe me and understand that I am He. Before me there was no God formed, and there will be none after me. I am the Lord, and there is no savior beside me. It is I who have revealed and proclaimed that there should be no strange gods among you; so that you are my witnesses declares the Lord. I am God. Even from eternity, I am He, and there is no one who can deliver out of my hand; I act and who can reverse it?” Thanks for reading a slice of one aspect of my journey. I would like to ask you: How are you doing with your sense of purpose and direction? Are you really fulfilled by what is getting 90%+ of your focus, energy, and attention? Maybe it is fulfilling to some extent; is it the fullness of who you were meant to be? I challenge you to take some time and reflect on God’s design and calling. I challenge you to ask Him what His purpose is for your life and then be willing to let Him show you without rejecting it. It may surprise you what changes and what stays the same. It may surprise you, even more, how God will leverage what you have learned so far, for His journey that is ahead of you.



by Bill Seng My friend and I went out to a local coffee shop and when we found our table and sat down, there sat a cup of water in the center of the table. I said, “Why would somebody leave a glass, half full of water, dead center in the middle of a table?” My friend looked at me in disgust. “Excuse me!” I thought that maybe I had unintentionally said something offensive. He continued, “That glass is half empty!” I looked at the glass again and it was filled exactly to the halfway mark. Confused at my friend’s tone, I replied, “To you, it may be half empty. But according to my perspective it is half full.” Once again, he replied in disgust, “Perspective? Man, that glass is half empty, I don’t care what you say. I can prove it with science.” “Hhhhhhhooowww do you figure?” My friend spoke with his nose held high, chest puffed out, and a tone reminiscent of a university professor. “Somebody has been drinking that glass of water, thus the water is in the process of being depleted, making it half empty.” I could not believe I was about to argue about whether the glass was half empty or half full, but now I felt obligated. I looked at the glass and there was no evidence that anyone had been drinking the water. “Really,” I said, “It looks to me like it is just as likely that somebody stopped filling the glass when they had filled it half way. Thus, it very well could be half full.” My friend became red in the face, “Okay, now you are just ignoring the facts! Are you like, anti-science or something?” “What are you talking about?” I was not sure where this was all coming from. “Any reasonable person could tell you that somebody was drinking from that glass. It is so clearly half empty.” I thought his attitude was ridiculous. “Dude, you don’t have any proof anybody was drinking from that glass. We just know that it was sitting in the middle of the table when we got here.” “Duh! We’re at a coffee shop! I seriously thought you were smarter than this. Why don’t you just accept the fact that the glass is half empty?” “Because it is not a fact, it is a conclusion, might I add a reasonable one, based on your perspective. It might be half empty, according to your logic, but because it is just as likely, I choose to believe it is half full.” “Oh, you choose to believe that, huh? Well that’s real scientific. So you would rather believe that it is half full despite the fact that it is impossible? That says a lot about you!” “Why do you suppose my perspective is impossible? Based on what we know both are equally possible. And perhaps mine is even more likely because nobody has claimed this glass. Nobody has come over to pick it up or tell us that we are sitting in their spot.” “Are you saying it just magically appeared?” “No, I am just saying that there we are both making assumptions about certain factors. We don’t know where it came from or why it was intentionally placed in the exact center of the table.” “Now, you just sound crazy. I don’t think you understand or believe in the scientific method. You ignore all of the evidence, just because you want to believe it is half full. And now you are telling me that we don’t know why this glass is here.” We continued to argue for a good while. Neither one of us was satisfied or convinced by the other person’s arguments. Eventually, we both gave up and left. Unknown to us, a young waitress was watching and listening the whole time. After we left, she dumped out the glass of water, filled another exactly half way, placed it in the center of the table, and waited for her next customers to arrive so that they might give their opinions as to whether the glass was half empty or half full. (Note: This is NOT based on a true story)


by Nathan Buck Have you ever had your life so defined by a sport, hobby, or activity, that you thought you would spend your whole life doing it? I did. Actually I had several sports and hobbies growing up that I thought I would be a professional at. I don’t mean just a casual kids dream of turning pro, I mean seriously turning pro. My trifecta of sports growing up was soccer, bowling, and competitive figure skating. No joke, I was a hard-core figure skater from age 5 on up. By age 12, I had competed around my state and region, and I was being asked to train with an 8-year-old skater named Kristen. We were expected to progress toward the 1994 or 1998 Winter Olympics, and our training began with intensity. I even had the opportunity to audition and be asked to tour with Disney on Ice – although I declined it, for reasons I will explain later. Bowling was another sport that came easy, carrying a 200+ average as I progressed into my teen years. The first 15 years of my life after I learned to walk were defined by these incredible sports, and even by the time I was 12 all three were in high gear. As each sport began to crystallize into a “career” path for me, some very interesting things began to happen. If you have ever played team sports or judged sports, you know the political turmoil and pressures that are always present in the sport. I will spare you the details, but suffice it to say in skating and soccer, where all doors had always been open for me; there were suddenly roadblocks or outright barriers. Soccer was an early casualty, as I couldn’t change school districts to play with the kids and coaches I grew up playing with. With skating, I faced the challenge of living apart from my family throughout the year to train in another state. But bowling was continuing to rocket forward. By the time I was 18, I already was one of the top bowlers in the region, and bowled on a team of other teens who later would compete as professionals. Both soccer and skating were still huge passions of mine, but I let them both go as a new awareness was developing in me. Around age 13, again when everything was relatively still in high gear for me, I awakened to a hunger to know who God was. I saw an excited TV preacher and couldn’t make sense of why he was so excited. I was Roman Catholic and I had learned about God, but He was never exciting. And this TV guy was just telling the story of Jesus – which I had heard before. His excitement about Jesus overcoming death and the grave was infectious – it pulled at me. Long after the TV show, I sat in my room trying to figure out what was so exciting. I read the Bible passage the preacher was talking about and it gripped me. I didn’t know why, and I didn’t even understand it all, but it grabbed my attention and my soul. I had to know why he was excited. I dragged my family back to church. Catholic church first, then Methodist, then Pentecostal, and the list went on. My family didn’t connect with any of them, and I couldn’t drive, so the pursuit ended there, until I was 17. See, I started asking God for direction in my life, even as a 13-year-old. I believed God could hear me and that He would answer. I can’t describe it very well, other than I could sense God changing my passions, and my focus. When soccer hit the political barrier, there was a significant shift of focus inside me. As much as I loved the sport and poured so much of my life into it, the passion was just gone. Then skating faced huge decisions – choices and challenges I thought would be a grand adventure to explore. I remember praying about moving, living elsewhere, and training for the Olympics. Every fiber of my being was excited to realize that what I had trained for was coming within my reach. Check back next week for the rest of Nathan’s story!
