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Showing posts with label God's Image. Show all posts
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Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Of Matt Lauer and the crisis hitting America

I don’t remember how old I was, maybe 8 or 10.  I just remember the feeling.  A scantily dressed and attractive young woman was bending over a few feet away, her backside up in the air, pointed at everyone.  The older gentleman beside me tapped my arm, pointed her way and said, “Take a look at that.”  There was a part of me that knew I shouldn’t.  There was another part that wanted to.  But all of me knew the comment and thought was wrong.  Why did he think such a comment was okay?

Whether we meant to or not, this is the culture of objectifying women we somehow all created, and the recent allegations agaisnt Matt Lauer bring what has been in the dark to light.  We created the porn industry, that dampened our senses to what is right and wrong.  We created a world in which whistling and cat-calling women on the street is a punchline in sitcoms.  We created a culture in which otherwise God-fearing, married men say things like, “Just because I’ve already eaten doesn’t mean I can’t look at the menu” when talking about ogling a beautiful woman.  We didn’t, as a culture, intend to raise sexual predators.  But we never tried to be holy.  In fact, holiness has too often meant you were a prude.  This culture where the lines of what is acceptable sexual behavior (particularly for men) is more evident now than ever before.  Weekly, we are hearing of another actor, politician, and most recently, a beloved TV personality who acted inappropriately toward a woman or women.  My hunch is that much of the problem is that we passed what is appropriate a long time ago, and without those boundaries, base instincts took over.  It should almost go without saying that in all the cases that have come to light recently, we need to be careful to inject blame when the possibility remains that some of these men are innocent.  People do lie to hurt others.  But many of these women have been truly hurt.  There are enough women sharing “Me, too” to warn us all that this is a pervasive problem in our culture.

Something about this culture we’ve created has never sat right with me.  It’s not the way I wanted to be as a man.  In college, I met a group of mostly seniors who loved Jesus, had godly relationships with their girlfriends, and sought out a kind of purity I’d frankly only heard about, but never seen.  My relationship with these men changed my life.  I haven't perfected it, but I have worked very hard to be my best for the sake of my heart and my marriage to my incredible wife.  For the women who were hurt by any of these famous people, I’m so sorry you went through this.  For the women who have been hurt by people that weren’t famous, and some of them even family, I’m so sorry.  I hope they are brought to justice.  I want to try and help men in a culture that has normalized sexualizing and objectifying women become holy.  Here are some things that have been and continue to be important to me.

1.   What your eyes see gets in your head and heart.  One of those guys in my college Bible Study would flip over any magazine in a dorm room (like a weightlifting magazine) that had an attractive woman on the front.  What your eyes see on TV, movies, and the internet shape our reality.  If we see things repeatedly that treat women as objects, we begin to objectify women.  Porn will rot your soul.  It will ruin your relationship with your wife and tarnish the way you were meant to see women and sex.  But soft core porn is everywhere.  Be careful what you see.  Jesus said lusting in your heart is the same as adultery.  I always took Him at face value with that statement.  I don’t want to do either.  You vowed your eyes to your wife.

2.   Work hard at it.  You can’t get away from everyday life, and it's not a sin to find someone attractive.  Work hard to make sure your eyes are reserved for your wife (or future wife).  Make her the apple of your eye.  Don’t diminish how you see her because you can’t stop looking at other women.  If you don’t work hard at this, it will deaden your senses.  You’ll begin to think you have the right to stare.  You’re one step closer to thinking you have the right to touch.  On your computer, if you have to, put of firewalls to keep you away from pornography.  Work hard at it.  It’s too important.  

3.    Boundaries. Boundaries. Boundaries.  It’s almost a joke in our church.  I won’t meet with a woman alone.  We’ll need to meet in a public place.  I’ll stand outside and talk with someone rather than go into an empty building together.  Billy Graham took this pretty seriously, too.  I mostly offer the patented “Side Hug” to other women in church.  If another woman touches my arm or says something flirtatious, or I have an emotion that I shouldn't, my wife is the first to know.  I want her to know that my thoughts are accountable to her.  You see, I want to value women and honor my wife, so I set up boundaries on the front end.  I don’t want to get into situations where:  A) I have let my guard down and might be vulnerable to make a huge mistake B) hormones take over or C)  I can be falsely accused because there are no other witnesses. Boundaries protect your heart, your marriage and, if you're a pastor, your ministry.


We are in a crisis right now where left and right it is coming to light that men have forced themselves on women.  I'm sure someone told them not to -- that this isn't appropriate or acceptable. But maybe before that they weren’t told to not touch them.  And before that they weren’t told not to say something vulgar.  And before that they weren’t told not to stare at them.  And before that they weren’t told not to stare at any of them.  And before that they weren’t told they were wrong for even thinking that they should stare at them.  And that’s how you create a culture.  All men aren’t like this.  And if you’re not, it’s probably because you worked hard not to be that way.  And someone taught you better.  We can’t fix this damage, but let’s teach our boys better.  The Church ought to be known for how well we honor the gifts of men and women, and maybe the Church can be the place that teaches men how to be holy.

Monday, September 25, 2017

On Boycotts, the NFL, kneeling & standing and what matters to me

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you stand for the National Anthem.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you kneel for the National Anthem.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you raise your fist in protest.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you raise your nose in disgust of protest.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you post pictures of veterans with a quote about how we should stand honor those who serve.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you post pictures of veterans with a quote about how they died for the right for people to kneel if they want.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you boycott the NFL because too many players are protesting and being political.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you boycott the NFL because no team will sign Colin Kaepernick.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you boycott the NFL because there’s a lot of bad offense being played (okay, that might be a legitimate beef).

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you voted for Trump.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you voted for Hillary.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you didn’t vote out of protest.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you didn’t vote out of apathy.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you want more athletes to speak out more.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you’re tired of athletes speaking out about politics.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you comment on social media that 
the President’s comments about NFL players disappoint you.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you comment on social media that the President’s comments about NFL players encourage you.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you’re a big Tim Tebow fan.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you’re a big Colin Kaepernick fan.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you’re a fan of neither Tebow nor Kaep.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you support all First Amendment free speech. 

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you think First Amendment free speech should have limits.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if your heroes wear shoulder pads.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if your heroes wear fatigues.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if think you know how you’d think if you were African-American.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you think you know how you’d think if you were white.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you’re neither but think you know how you’d think if you were African-America or white.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you argue your point well.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you use Martin Luther King, Jr. to prove your point.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you type in all caps.

Nope.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another. –John 13:35

I do not want people to vote like me.  I do not want people to think like me.  I don’t want people to like my politics or opinions (and trust me, I have them).  Because this is not about me.  I want them to know that I am His disciple.  Because I want them to know the Jesus who I am a disciple of.

The Jesus who doesn’t kneel because before Him every knee will bow.

The Jesus who doesn’t stand for any flag because before him all nations will come and worship.

The Jesus who’s Kingdom is not of this world (or country or region).

The Jesus who doesn’t have any president because He is the King of Kings.

The Jesus in whose image I was made.

The Jesus in whose image you were made.

The Jesus who bought our redemption with the price of His blood.  

The Jesus who forgave me.

I want people to know that Jesus.  To really, really know Him.

And I am convinced that will not happen through my politics, boycotts, protests, kneeling, standing or clever social media posts, but only through my love – because that’s how my Jesus said they would know.  What if those of us who called ourselves disciples were most concerned about loving others first?  And if we’re not, are we really disciples?  If you’re not a Jesus Follower, is one of the reasons you’re not because those of us that are seem more worried about issues rather than loving others?

So let’s grab a cup of coffee.  Or let’s chat.  I’d love to listen to your story.  Because I love you.  Because He loved me.  Whether you stand, kneel or couldn’t care less. NFL fan or not.  I’m so much more concerned about before Whom we will one day stand and inevitably kneel.  

Wednesday, November 9, 2016

Election Night in my House

It's over.  After a long night and constant checking in...it's done with.  Back to normal life.  Election night really was one to remember in my house.  It's finally finished, but it was exhausting.

That's because we had a possum in garage on election night.

That's right.  A possum came to eat may cats' food (and this is the 3rd time we've seen the fellow).  This is especially important because two of our three cats are kittens and spend most of their time right now in the garage.  And we had a possum.  Welcome to country living.

In the midst of the most contentious election in my lifetime and maybe in our country's history, I had a real homegrown problem to deal with.  And as the important decision our country was making gained clarity amidst the suspense with every vote tallied, I had an important issue to take care of myself.  And I was reminded of something very important.

Neither President-Elect Donald Trump nor Secretary of State Hillary Clinton can or will help me get the possums out of my garage.

I had to work to trap it, protect our kittens, pray and hope that our big cat could fend for herself for the night outside the garage and try to get this taken care of.  And the results of the election offered no help.  By morning, the situation was resolved, the kittens are back in their space and life is back to normal.  It probably won't be the last possum, and it definitely won't be the last family semi-emergency.  And it was such a crucial reminder for me.

I have friends on all sides politically.  Some of them are celebrating today and some are lamenting.  I'm pretty fiercely independent, and I'm also mindful as a Christian leader that I deeply desire for my life and our church to reflect that God's heart, love and salvation is for all people -- liberal, conservative, Republican, Democrat and Independent.  I have opinions, but I've never been a big 'side-picker' in politics because I know all candidates are a lot like me -- made in the image of God and yet deeply flawed.  However, I am keenly aware of the wool that perhaps we've all allowed to be pulled over our eyes this election.  And that's simply this:  that this election will provide us with answers and solutions to once and for all fix all our problems.

It won't.  You'll have to get rid of your own possums.  I like to say, "I've got dadding to do."  Being a dad is a verb for me most of the time.  I've got living to do.  I've got husbanding to do.  I've got pastoring to do.  I've got neighbor-loving to do.  I've got exercising to do.  I've got fixer-upper projects to do.  I've got financial planning to do.  I've got community involvement to do.  I've got reaching out to do.  I've got caring for the hurting to do.  I've got driving-my-boys-to-rec-league-basketball to do.

The rise of social media and endless political commentary has brought to life for me a dangerous attitude:  that a political figure offers all we need.  Neither Trump nor Clinton nor Johnson nor anyone offers such.  No president ever has.  No president ever will.

Jesus offers all we need.  Forgiveness, grace, salvation.  And then I still have to go live my life walking in grace.  And I'll still have to get rid of all the possums in my garage.  It's my responsibility, not any politicians, to be the best Christian, person, husband, father and citizen I can be.  And, honestly, election results will have little impact on that.  I get to choose how I live, and I get to be responsible for me.  And goodness, I've got enough to clean up in my own life.

What I will do is pray for President Obama and President-Elect Trump as they work through another shift in handing over of the Oval Office in a few months.  I'll continue to pray for elected officials and elections.  I'll continue to be informed and vote.  But, what I want to be most busy about is getting the possums out of my own garage.  I got one, but I think there's a lot more stuff inside my heart to clean out.

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Everyday Courage

"The courage of life is often a less dramatic spectacle than the courage of a final moment; but it is no less a magnificent mixture of triumph and tragedy.  A man does what he must -- in spite of personal consequences, in spite of obstacles and dangers and pressures -- and that is the basis of all human morality...In whatever arena of life one may meet the challenge of courage, whatever may be the sacrifices he faces if he follows his conscience -- the loss of his friends, his fortune, his contentment, even the esteem of his fellow men -- each man must decide for himself the course he will follow...For each man must look into his own soul."

-Sen. John F. Kennedy, 1956
Profiles in Courage

More than ever, I am finding we are a culture obsessed with approval.  In some arenas, it is more blatant than others.  In this election season, we are bombarded by it because approval is the life-blood of the politician.  They even call them 'approval ratings.'  Can you just imagine how awful it would be for your existence to be wrapped up in an approval rating?  But we all want to be liked.  We want likes and smiley faces on our posts on social media.  We want pats on the back.  My profession, pastoral ministry, is overcome with the desire for approval.  We serve large volunteer organizations, and I don't know a pastor that doesn't want to be liked.

But this is true of nearly everyone.  Yet, approval isn't all we want.  We want security, peace, and to be admired.  We want easy street.  Courage requires a detour from easy street.  That's why it's often so absent.

I am convinced that we need a new generation of courageous people.  We need courageous leaders, courageous parents, courageous coaches, courageous pastor, courageous teachers, courageous bosses, and courageous.  But to act with courage, one has to face the discomfort that follows it.  If nothing is ever difficult, ever costly, ever risky...courage is not needed.

The problem with our lack of courage is that our value is derived from the things we stand to lose should be act courageously.  We like being liked.  We like fame.  We like our security.  We like being popular.  We like that our friends respect us or think like us.  But nothing great will ever happen in this world if people put their need for being liked about what is the right thing to do.  We call that integrity.  We call that character.

For people of faith, there is a deeper calling for courage and a deeper understanding of our self-worth.  The inner urging for courageous action must be coupled with the understanding that, though our courage might lose us favor with others, our favor with God was determined on the cross of Christ.  Our valor is rooted in the undeterred belief that God's love can never be separated for us.  You see, for people of faith it's actually easier to be courageous.  But that doesn't mean it's prevalent.  All of us, even those of us who call ourselves Christians, are subject to the temptation of security, being liked and not rocking the boat.  But this world that needs changing won't be changed by those that are liked most.  It'll be changed by those that exhibited courage for the most noble causes.

Whatever you face today.  Be courageous.  The world needs the most courageous version of you.

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Olympic Level Competition

Admit it.  You watch the Olympics and start thinking about training for 2020.  Or you sign up for a local 5K.  Or you at least join a bowling league.  There is something beautiful about the Olympics.  It's the competition.

Our world seems to be afraid of competition.  We don't want to declare winners and losers.  To me, competition has been one of the greatest lessons athletics taught me.  If you play sports long enough.  you're going to lose.  If you stick to it, you'll probably win some thrilling competitions.  Heartbreak and heroics.  Crushing losses and exhilarating wins.  The agony of defeat and the thrill of victory.  Competition teaches us a healthy disdain for losing.  It pushes us to do and be our best.  It drives us toward improvement.  It narrows our focus.

The reason I think competition is so healthy is that the greatest and most important competition is with ourselves.  It is easy to become complacent and lazy with ourselves.  But this isn't the path God would have for us.  God desires us to mature and be our best with each step we take on the journey.  We are in competition to take the next step in our faith, in our courage, and in our trust with Him.  

After a while, any athlete learns that the games were just games.  They don't count in real life.  Marriage, raising children, relationships, impacting our community, and our relationship with God are what really count.  The competition is to be the best version of us in the games that really count -- in life.  

One of my favorite verses is Colossians 3:23, "Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord."  That's the heart of competition with ourselves.  Don't short change the ones you love by being the most 'okay' person you can be.  Compete.  Be the best version of you.  There will be losses.  Dust yourself off and get to work the next day.

They will not televise your victories or competitions.  But competing with yourself to being the best you that you've ever been is far more important than any medal.  So give that mistake you made the Michael Phelps stank-eye and get to work the next day.

Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Time Flies

How did this happen?
How in the world did we get here?  The only emergency credit card I have was about to expire so I got the new one in the mail.  I looked at the new expiration date and had to pause a minute.  I thought, "I have a card that will expire in the 2020s?"  That's, like, in the future.  

I am in a very strange time of life.  I am just an adult.  I'm not quite seasoned enough to have all the sage wisdom those near or at retirement have.  And I just don't quite have the energy that those just starting out have.  I'm in the middle.  But by the time you get to the middle, you begin to think about time differently.

After today, I will have a child headed to middle school.  That seems incredibly weird.  I have elementary kids -- not middle schoolers!  It's these realizations that people have what we used to call a "mid-life crisis."  I don't think I'll be buying any convertibles any time soon (what folks used to do during 'the crisis'), but we all certainly start looking for an answer to life's most important questions:  am I living for what I want to live for?  Is there more than the rate race?  

You see, and I don't mean to depress you, but here's something I know about you.  That number up there ^^^^^...

You've got one, too.  

That's right, you've got an expiration date.  Now, I hope it's a long, long ways off.  I'm sure it is.  But it's closer today than it was yesterday.  The realization of this for me is that I just want to be a part of what God is doing.  I want to know my life was a part of a much grander story than my own.  My story is too small.  We spend an awful lot of time on our story, which is really a 12-page short story in the midst of God's 1,500 page multi-volume novel printed in 100 languages.  The ending to my story is coming so quickly.  I mean, my card expires in the 2020's, y'all!  

Here's what I believe about us.  We find our best story in the midst of God's story.  When we live our own lives our own way we live in a story that is so limited and ends when we die, remembered by a few friends and family.  In God's story, we find our truest selves.  We are afforded the opportunity to participate in a story that spans eternity.

Would you pray the prayer of Habakkuk?  "Lord, I have heard of your fame; I stand in awe of your deeds, Lord. Repeat them in our day, in our time make them known."  (Habakkuk 3:2)  Don't you want to be a part of something bigger in your time?  Times flying, but it's never too late to start a new story.



Friday, April 22, 2016

Sunday Preview & Thought for the Week (4.21.16)

I hope you've enjoyed this beautiful whether this week.  Thank you so much to all of you that gave to Save Our Seniors.  We gave a truckload of supplies to help senior adults in our community.  You are making a difference!

This week, we finish up the series "The Early Church" as part of our Journey through the Bible.  We'll be talking about the conversion of the Apostle Paul.  If you've ever wondered if God could use you (or would even want to), I believe this passage will speak to you in  powerful way.  Can't wait to see you on Sunday!

Thought for the Week
"On each side of the river stood the tree of life, bearing twelve crops of fruit, yielding its fruit every month. And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations.  No longer will there be any curse. " Revelation 22:2-3

The curse of sin is that we don't live forever.  Adam and Eve were no longer allowed to eat from the tree of life.  Death entered the picture for humanity.  We are broken.  We are at war with each other.  But, in the Kingdom of God, in eternity, the Tree of Life is open to God's children again.  And we are no longer at war with one another.  Our hurt and hearts are healed.  The curse is gone.  In one sense, we could simply hopefully wait for that unclouded day, but I also believe that part of God's call on those who call on Him as Lord is to bring His Kingdom.  For in Jesus, we have abundant life.  Christ has broken the curse of death, and we can bring healing to the nations.  We can bring healing to our schools and communities.  Healing online.  Healing in families.  Healing where there is brokenness, hurt and deep wounds.  When we pray, "Thy Kingdom come," that's what we mean.  We are praying that we could help bring the Kingdom to earth.  One way to do that is to be instruments of healing where ever we go.

In Christ,

Carter

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

What Parenting Has Taught Me About God

I believe there's a reason the chief imagery God uses as his relationship to us is that of a parent.  I'm learning more about God as a parent.  I'm learning what it means to be God's child.

First, if you're not a parent, don't run off thinking this isn't for you.  You are a child of God, your Heavenly Father, so this is most definitely about you.  And, I hope I can give you a little glimpse into the heart of a parent which might give all of us a glimpse into God's heart.

Being a parent is hard.  You have this child and everything they call 'theirs' is because you have either provided it for them or allowed them to have it.  Even the gifts from family are only there because you have allowed them.  They own nothing, but they think they own everything.  They live in your house, and you provide things for them that they don't even think about:  water, heat, A/C, electricity and food.  You understand these things have a cost.  They think they are entitled to them.

You also love them, so this is no big deal.  And you love them all the same, no matter how many kids you have.  And you appreciate they are different.  You love what makes them each unique.  Your heart drops to the most bottom pit of your stomach when you think they are seriously injured, sick or that time you couldn't find them at the grocery story for, like, 90 seconds.  The thought of them being lost or getting hurt or sick or dying are literally like the worst things you can possibly think of.  You just want them to live and be happy.

You think you know what will make them happy.  You do.  You set up rules to protect them from bodily harm, and you set up parameters to guard their hearts and emotions.  You understand they are delicate.  You want to shield them from danger.  You also have rules that will build the right kind of character they'll need later in life.  Some of them are kind of silly, but they'll seem much more important later on when the decisions and relationships get bigger and more important.

But you have a problem:  you can't make them do anything.  In fact, it takes about six months for their own free will to show up and it only gets stronger.  You can't make them be grateful for what they have been given and show that in their actions with gratitude.  You can't make them obey you and do what will ultimately be in their best interest.  You can't make them to anything.  They are free.  And your heart breaks for them when they make bad decisions because you know what's best for them and you can kind of see the future if this decision was about something more important, maybe even life threatening.

You could scare them into listening because you are bigger and louder, but you don't want them to be afraid of you.  You want them to have a healthy, respectful fear of disappointing you, but not be afraid of you.  For you first inclination toward them is love, so you don't want that.  So you just keep trying to interject influence.  That's all you can do -- influence them.  You can surround them with good influences and keep interjecting yourself into their lives. You become ever-present and wait for them to ask you for advice -- finally.  And you always forgive them, because they're your kid.

Every single one of us is that child to God.  He has provided us with things we take for granted (like, you know, air).  He has given us parameters that are in our best interest.  And he could scare us to death if he showed us his face and how hurt he was when we don't obey.  It's not in His nature.  He loves us, and he'll keep seeking to influence us because he can't and won't make us love him.  Have you asked him for advice...finally? Do you know that He'd forgive you?

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

When Disaster Strikes

Canaan United Methodist Church in Ridgeville, SC
I am a native South Carolinian.  I was born in Rock Hill, south of Charlotte, and raised in a small town called Williamston on the banks of the Saluda River.   My folks live in the Upstate, and my brother, sister-in-law and two nephews live in the Midlands.  I have cousins and aunts and uncles there.  For nearly 18 years of my life, it was home.  This past week, Mother Nature ravaged the Palmetto State.  The death count continues to rise, the damage is inexplicable, schools are still closed and it raised questions that we all struggle with when disaster strikes.


  • Why would God allow such a thing to happen?
  • If God controls the weather, why didn't he stop it?
  • Where is God in natural disasters?
God allows a lot.  Contrary to popular belief, I don't believe the message of the Bible is one of a puppet-master God in the sky who controls every moment in history.  Being in control and controlling are two different things.  God is in control, but God doesn't control everything.  

Sin knocked the cosmos off its axis.  In the Garden of Eden, sin caused childbirth to be painful and the ground to become difficult in agriculture.  We take these things as normal.  They are not normal.  God did not intend them to be this way.  Sin brought death to humanity.  Sin broke the world, and we're still living in the brokenness.  A crazed gunman at a college campus, a flood in South Carolina, and cancer in a loved one.  They are reminders of our brokenness.

Is there good news?  The message of Jesus is that he is redeeming all this -- he is making all things new.  And one day, when there is a New Heaven and New Earth, this will all be fixed.  Murder is not normal.  Natural Disasters aren't normal.  Cancer isn't normal.  God is fixing this back to the way it should be.  And He can fix it through us.

When we reach out in love across the picket line, when we volunteer and donate to disaster relief, when we care for a friend with cancer, when we pray for the family of the murdered, when we choose love over hate, when we choose selflessness over selfishness, we begin to bring more of that redemption into this world.  God is with us.  The question is how will we allow Him to revealed in us?  

God didn't do this.  Stop saying that.  God's not into flooding things anymore.  Trust me.  I read about it one time.  It's a broken world.  It's messed up.  We're messed up.  Our weather is messed up.  Our systems are messed up.  How are allowing Him to fix a corner of this messed up world through you?  How is He redeeming you, making you new, restoring you?  

Thursday, September 17, 2015

Sunday Preview & Thought for the Week (9.17.15)

I hope you are having an awesome week.  I am super excited about this Sunday.  It's a Baptism Sunday, and we're going to baptisms at a few of our experiences.  I'm also pumped about this message.  God has been speaking to my heart and challenging me as I prepare.  We'll continue to be in the story of Abraham this week as part of our series "The People of God."  Understanding his story and character is so crucial to understanding God's vision for His people.  We're going to talk about a critical decision Abraham and his nephew, Lot, made and the character trait behind our decisions.  I hope to see you there!

Big Important News!
TAILGATE SUNDAY IS OCTOBER 4TH!
We will have 1 Worship Experience for ALL CAMPUSES at Harmony Grove Church of the Way @ 11:00.
No 9:45 or 5:30 service that day.
Outdoor Worship Experience.  We'll have chairs but you're welcome to bring your own.
Wear your favorite team gear!  Award for best outfit!
Bring some side dishes and desserts to share!  We'll eat while we worship!  Awards for best dishes!
Tell a friend now and invite them to this special day!

Thought for the Week
"He has appeared once for all at the culmination of the ages to do away with sin by the sacrifice of himself." Hebrews 9:26

You know, you don't have to keep beating yourself up.  You don't .  You don't have to keep re-hashing that mistake, that sin, that royal mess you made.  It's forgiven.  Jesus died once for it long ago, so why do you keep reliving it?  Why do you keep blaming yourself over and over?  Jesus forgot about it on the cross, so why won't you?  When you call on Jesus, your sin is done away with.  It's washed away in His amazing grace.  There's no tidying up you need to do.  It's over.  Finished.  Forgiven.  His sacrifice was enough, so stop re-living it.  Stop letting it own a part of you.  Live into today.  Live into forgiveness.  Live into His mercy.  Live into new life.  I know too many people who cannot get past their past.  They cannot see that things could be different for them -- that they ARE different for them because of Jesus.  They think there must be something else they must do.  They must clean up themselves.  Instead, what they end up doing is holding their lives prisoner to their past.  And we mustn't do this.  Jesus died once and for all.  It's over and done with.  So be the new you.  If you don't know about this forgiveness, you can have it for free.  If you have, use it.  Use it to propel your life into a new life, cleansed by the Holy Spirit.  If you've grown accustomed to it, don't ever, ever, ever forget how costly it was, how crucial it is, and how much we need it every single day.  This forgiveness -- your life -- was so important that Jesus thought it was worth dying for.  So why not live for Him.

Because of Jesus,
Carter 

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Sunday Preview & Thought for the Week (9.10.15)

I am so excited about this Sunday as we begin a new series in our 10-month theme called "The Journey."  We're beginning a series called "The People of God" in which we're learning about Abraham, Isaac, Jacob and the birth of the Hebrew people.  What I believe is that we find much of our own story in these stories.  We'll be talking about God's initial call to Abraham to be the father of His people.  I can't wait to share with you and hope to see you there.

Don't forget about the Baptism Course coming up THIS Sunday after worship at both campuses for those interested in baptism.  Baptism is one of my favorite things to be a part of in ministry, and I'd love to celebrate this with you or your child.

Thought for the Week
"So we called out to Yahweh, the God of our fathers, and the Lord heard our cry and saw our misery, hardship, and oppression."  Deuteronomy 26:7

Are you at the end of your rope?  I know so many people that seem to be at the end of their rope.  They are on their last straw.  They are worn out and worn down.  They are broken.  Life has a way of doing that to you.  Parenting zaps you.  Work grinds you to a pulp.  Aging is relentless.  Stress is real, and burdens are heavy.  The world beats you up.  Your reality is not what you thought it would be.  The bills are stacking higher, the people that need you at work and home need you more and more.  You are being pulled in a million different directions.  You are in despair...barely hanging on.  I want you to know that when you are at the end of your rope is when God hears your prayers the clearest.  Maybe we pray our best prayers then.  Maybe the distractions are gone.  Maybe we stop pretending when we're finally broken.  Whatever it is, I hope you'll cry out to God then.  I hope you'll call upon the one who created you.  The Lord sees you hanging on, and He will hear your prayer.  And He won't let you fall farther than He can catch you.  I believe that with all my heart.  I've experienced it too many times myself. I've seen it with my own two eyes with too many people.  Cry out to the one who made you, even...especially...if you are at the end of your rope today.

In Christ,

Carter

Thursday, May 28, 2015

Leadership & Life Lessons from My First (and Probably Only) Season of Coaching T-Ball

The Fightin' Super Tigers -- Champs!
I was going to help coach.  You know, be an assistant.  I had two boys that would be playing together.  One 4 and one 6, at the time.  But, I had two other sons playing flag football, and it was a busy season at church.  Then I got the call:  "We need one more head coach.  Would you be willing to coach?"  I love my community, so I begrudgingly agreed.  I really, really didn't have time for this.  And I'm a football guy.  I quit baseball after the 8th grade and most of my glory on the diamond happened in church softball leagues.  But I know enough to coach Kindergartners.  And I know a lot about kids.  So I did it.  We had a blast, gave ourselves a cool name (Fightin' Super Tigers), made a lot of new friends and good memories and won the league championship, with a 14-0 record.  I was so proud of our boys, and I learned a good deal about life, parenting, leadership and even a little about church.


  • You can't change the past, so why rehash it.  Point to a better future.  T-ballers make mistakes all the time.  They throw it when they should hold it, hold it when they should throw it.  They run the wrong direction and tag the wrong runner.  After a mistake and play has stopped, if you yell at a T-baller, they're just going to cry.  The only thing you can do is point to them to the next opportunity.  "Hey, next time throw it here."  "Next time get your glove down."  "Next time, run to this base."  People are the same.  They don't need our judgment, but they do need people who care about the them to point toward a better future.  The church could learn something from this.  We need to stop yelling at the world for the mistakes it's made and point toward a better future with Jesus.  People need hope, not condemnation. 
  • There are often a lot of voices telling us what to do.  Be sure and listen to the right ones.  People are screaming like crazy in the stands when a fielder has the ball in T-ball, telling them what to do with it.  About half of those are right.  Kids have to learn to trust their coach, which says a lot about authority but also listening to the right voices in life.  All of us have voices telling us a lot of things.  Not all of them are telling us to throw it in the right direction.  Who are the influences you're listening to?
  • Every organization needs team members to play their role well.  My youngest wasn't crazy about playing right field and batting last, but he was very inexperienced and the smallest guy on the team.  There is only one circle (pitcher position) and only one kid can play it.  You have to have others do their part.  I heard one comment after we won the championship game that our outfield won the game because they got the ball in to the infield after every ball hit to them.  This is an accomplishment in T-ball.  But the 'role players' made the difference in the championship.
  • Listen to experts and learn from them.  Like I said, I don't know much about baseball, but last year, we played on a T-Ball team that went 15-0 with one of the best coaches my boys have ever had.  He knew baseball and I came home after the 1st practice and said, "We're going to be pretty good."  I modeled our practices and gameday routine after him.
  • Winning is fun and creates organizational momentum.  The bottom line is that winning is fun.  We went 14-0.  People say the kids don't care about winning, but after every game they were shouting "We won, we won, we won!"  They came up with this on their own.  We had fun anyway, and I've been a part of teams that had a lot of fun, kids got better and we didn't win a lot of games.  Winning isn't everything, especially at this age.  But, winning creates organizational momentum.  When staffs, businesses, teams, churches, or organizations don't ever feel like they are winning, it's hard to create momentum.  So, is your organization winning?
  • People don't mind working hard if they they believe in the vision.  Our last week of the season, after a 2 1/2 month season, we had games on Monday, Thursday and Saturday in the end of year tournament.  I scheduled a practice on Friday night.  Nearly all the team showed up and I think it made the difference in the championship game.  We didn't play great that Thursday, and we needed to work to play better.  The vision was not to win.  The vision was to make sure we play our best.  That's all we can control.  We needed to practice to be our best.  Parents bought into the vision of excellence.
  • Sometimes others have to step up.  We had games where kids were sick, injured our out of town and kids had to switch positions.  They did great.  Families, churches, businesses, and teams all have times others have to unexpectedly step up.  Nearly every game a kid who wasn't one of our biggest hitters got a key hit and got on base we needed to avoid an out.  If your organization has a mantra of "That's not my job," that's dangerous territory.  People have to step up and share responsibilities if an organization is going to be successful.
  • People skills matter.  I don't know baseball, but I know how to motivate young people to be the best they can be.  I truly believe that in our culture today, you have to have people skills.  I am concerned about a generation that spends most of its time with a face in front of a screen.  Will they have the capacity to communicate with people in 10, 20, 30 years?  I hope so.  I believe people skills are the most important.  Love people, communicate with people, encourage people.  And people respond.
  • There will be days you are not at your best.  Can you still compete on those days?  No one feels like a million bucks every day.  We had days when we didn't play our best, but we had to pick ourselves up and play as hard as we could.  Life has seasons we're not at our best.  Sometimes it's as simple as putting one step in front of the other.  You have to keep going.
  • Running from third base to home is a dangerous trek.  As the pitcher to my team, I ran over two kids running home as I exited the field while looking down the first base line.  One of them was my older son on the team.  Both kids lived to tell about it.  
  • My youngest led the league in hat and glove throwing while in the outfield.  I mean, he was a champion at glove throwing.  Best I've ever seen.  He had a blast this season.  And I'm pretty sure he would have had just as much fun if we'd have been 0-14.  Because he was coached by his dad and got to play ball.

                                               
                                                                Brooks, my youngest, the team clown.
It was a fun spring.  Sports teach us a lot of lessons.  And I've learned one more.  I think I'm going to retire from coaching and go out on top!

Friday, May 15, 2015

Sunday Preview & Thought for the Week (5.14.15)

I hope you're week is going great.  It's hard to believe that school is almost out.  This Sunday, we'll be finishing up our series as we talk about "Why are Christians so fake?"  We'll be talking about how we can be authentic followers us Jesus.

We've got a couple of service opportunities coming up:


  • This Friday, May 15 - Come help paint, install new toilets, clean and put the finishing touches in the restrooms at Harmony Grove.  11 am - 4 pm
  • Saturday, May 16 - Come help finish up the restrooms.  Contact me about times at Harmony Grove
  • Sunday, May 17 - We'll be doing some changes to our set-up at the Gwinnett Campus after worship.  Stick around and or come out to help move around some things to help the Co-Op get ready for their summer ministry.

Thought for the Week
"And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age."  Matthew 28:20

This week, a fellow United Methodist pastor in the Atlanta-Emory District lost his son to cancer at 23.  He battled for four years.  It rocks me to my core when a parent loses a child.  It is not the order of life.  We don't expect it.  It's wrong.  We are supposed to bury our grand-parents and parents.  We are not supposed to bury our children.  I can't imagine the pain and loss they are going through.  It is another example of the broken nature of our world.  Nineteen year-olds are not supposed to get cancer -- but the world is broken.  Right before He ascended, Jesus said these words to his disciples and best friends:  "I am with you."  He did not say, "Now everything's going to be fine."  He promised His presence, no matter what brokenness we are going through.  The stress of a job that few understand.  Depression.  Disease.  Broken relationships.  Struggling with parenting.  Family drama.  Whatever it is, Jesus promises to be WITH us.  To never leave us, to walk along side us.  Sometimes, it's the only comfort, but it's the comfort that matters.  We are not abandoned.  We are called His own, and He is here.  It won't fix all your problems.  It doesn't take away the pain of loss and suffering.  But it is a real promise and one that we can rest in.  God is here.  Always has been.  Always will be.

In Christ,

Carter 


Thursday, May 7, 2015

Sunday Preview & Thought for the Week (5.7.15)

I hope you've had a great week.  This series "Why are Christians so..." has challenged me.  It's difficult work for Christ followers to dig deep into what others think of us, especially if it's uncomfortable.  It's so easy to just say, "Well, God knows the truth."  Over and over again in the Bible, we see people like Noah and Job who grew not only in their faith, but in their stature and reputation among others around them.  This week, we're going to continue the hard work of looking within and ask what others are asking:  "Why are Christians so self-righteous?"

Thought for the Week
"Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, and you were not willing."  Luke 13:34

That's a quote from Jesus many don't know.  He looks over Jerusalem and sees them with a mother's eyes.  God is often described as our loving Father, and rightfully so.  He is the Father that waits expectantly for the prodigals to come home.  But Jesus takes a different angle.  He sees those that are hurting and scattered through the lens of a mother's love.  This Sunday is Mother's Day and a time all of us reflect back on the love of our mother, whether or not she is still with us.  Of course, we're also reminded of the many other women who mothered us through the years.  A grandmother, step-mom, aunt or even Sunday School teacher.  There is something about the nurturing spirit of motherly love.  Do you know that this is how Christ sees you?  He wants to nurture you and guide you back on the path.  He wants to gather you up and put band-aids on all your old wounds.  He wants to sit around the table and nourish you.  He wants to bring you home, with him, to love you and dote on you.  Let us not be among those that scatter and run away from this Eternal Parent that wants us back in the fold.  Let us not be fearful of a Big Judge in the sky.  That is not the image Jesus intends here.  No, the message is clear.  As a mother hen sees her precious little chicks, so I see you.  You are vulnerable, but you are mine.  Come home where it is safe.  No matter how far you've wandered...you can always come home to Jesus.

In Christ,

Carter McInnis
Lead Pastor

Friday, April 10, 2015

Sunday Preview & Thought for the Week (4.10.15)

I am so pumped about our new series starting this week called "Why are Christians so...?"  We're going to talk about some of the negative connotations that Christians have in the world, why that is, and what we can do to change it and be a force for good.  If you have friends that are skeptics or have questions about faith, this is the time to bring them.  I'm looking forward to sharing with you.

Also, don't forget this week is "Second Sunday Serve" and we're taking up a big collection of toiletries and hygiene items for "Save Our Seniors."  You've still got time to pick up some things to care for some folks in our community.

Thought for the Week
"The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it, the world, and all who live in it"  Psalm 24:1

During Spring Break, we took our boys to visit the Tellus Science Museum up near Cartersville.  We had never been.  They've got some pretty cool stuff.  The history of earth, the study of rocks, the weather, volcanoes and all is pretty fascinating.  It's a big world out there.  And it's all God's.  It is his handiwork.  But...we are His, too.  We are the pinnacle of His creation.  He knows us and calls us by name.  He sent his Son not for the powerful volcano, the magnificent sea, or the colors of sunset.  He sent His Son for His People.  You.  Me.  Us.  So, if I belong to this great and mighty God, who loves me so much and who set the stars in the sky, what am I worried about?  Why would I live in fear?  Why would I fret over the small things of this world.  For this whole world is His.  And I am His.  I can trust His power and sovereignty over all Creation.  Over the wind and waves.  And over my problems.  Over the issue in that relationship, over that pending court case, over the illness, over the addiction, over the nagging habit, over the tension at the office.  For I am His.  And He made this place.  His awesome imagination thought it up.  He rules over it.  And, yet, He has chosen to love me and you above all of it.  What are you so worried about?

In Christ,

Carter 

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Right here, Daddy!

I am coaching T-ball this year.  My two youngest sons, 4 and 6, are on the team.  My six-year old is a pretty good ball player and can swing the bat pretty good.  My little one, Brooks, is a little fella and one of the youngest on the team.  He swings as hard as he can, which isn't very hard, but he hits it off the tee alright.

I pitch each player three pitches before they get two swings off the tee.  A couple of games ago, I hit Brooks.  He was none too happy.  The next game up, he was obsessed with me pitching it perfect -- right down the middle.  He basically stuck his bat out and said, "Pitch it right here."  It became more of a game of me trying to hit the bat rather than him trying to hit the ball.  I told him that he had to actually swing the bat himself and do some work.  He pointed and said, "Right here."

Isn't that the way we are with God?  Throw it right here, Father, right down broadway.  We don't want to have to swing.  We want God do to things juuuuust right in our lives so that it requires minimal effort on our part.  But we have to swing.  We have to take steps of faith.  We might have to practice.  We might have to swing and miss a few times.  We might even strike out.  God wants to give us opportunities, but we have to swing the bat.

Don't miss out on what God has in store because you're waiting for the perfect pitch.  Swing the bat at the pitch God has given you right now.  It won't be the last pitch.  Faith is swinging when we're not sure if we're going connect.  Faith is swinging after we missed the last time.  Faith is trusting that God will put the right ball in the right spot at the just the right time we need a home run.  You see, God believes in us.  Believes we can hit it.  Believes in who He created us to be.  God doesn't want to do it alone.  God wants to do it with us, in us and through us.  So swing away.  Trust me...God is a much better pitcher than me.

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Because of me

Lord, the Lord Almighty,
    may those who hope in you
    not be disgraced because of me;
God of Israel,
may those who seek you
    not be put to shame because of me.
-Psalm 69:6

What will others seeking God think of God because of me?  It's a staggering thought.  That little verse in Psalm 69 says a lot.  What do people think of God when...

  • I'm angry?
  • I'm tired?
  • I'm frustrated?
  • I'm at my whit's end?
  • I'm at the gym?
  • I'm hungry?
  • I'm at the ballpark?
  • I make decisions?
  • I speak to them?
  • I listen or don't listen?
  • I have the opportunity to judge?
  • I make a mistake?
  • I am around people not like me?
  • I'm tempted?
One of the chief reasons that people choose to not attend church or give faith a chance is because those who have called themselves Christians have disgraced God by the way they live.  For those of us that call ourselves Christians, this is a challenging passage.  In what ways are we disgracing God?  Are we putting Him to shame?  

Well, I guarantee you that you'll make mistakes.  It's early, and I'm certain I've already made some today.  It's not about perfection.  It's about growing, becoming perfected by the Perfect One, and letting go of our own way of doing things.  Let us give God a good name today because others see Him in us.

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Sunday Preview & Thought for the Week (11.6.14)

I hope you're having an awesome week.  I missed being with you on Sunday and I'm looking forward to diving back into where James left off with "Living Generously."  This week we're going to see how God calls us out of our comfort zones to be generous with our lives.  God challenges us and calls us to new directions.  I can't wait to see you there!

Thought for the Week
"'Please don't kill my son,' the baby's mother screamed.  'Your Majesty, I love him very much but give him to her.  Just don't kill him.'"  1 Kings 3:26

Have you ever read this story about Solomon's wisdom?  It's nuts, but it's powerful story.  Two mothers of newborns come to Solomon with a dispute.  They are both claiming to be the mother of a baby.  One mother had accidentally rolled over on her baby and killed it.  Now, she was trying to steal this other lady's baby.  Of course, this is before DNA test or anything.  How do you know who the baby belongs to?  Solomon says they should cut the baby in half and brings a sword out.  That way, both of them can have a part of the baby.  Of course, this solution will not end well.  One one woman agrees, but the other woman answers with the line above.  Solomon knows, at that point, who the true mother is and gives the baby to her.  The true mother would do anything to spare her child, even give the baby up.  Solomon creates tension and stress to reveal the truth.  Have you ever noticed how tension and stress reveal our true character?  When we are under pressure or stress, often our true colors show.  Are we callous, angry, selfish, or self-centered?  Are we faithful?  Do we hit our knees in prayer?  Do we look to God?  Do we turn inward or do what's best for others?  Do we have integrity or try to hide our shortcomings?  Do we do what's right or what's easiest? 

What tension are you feeling now in life?  What is it revealing about your character?  The best news is that God wants to continue shaping our character to look more like His so that when the chips are down, when the pressure is on, when the air tenses up...we respond with God's character.

Be blessed and be a blessing!

Carter 

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

The Culture of Condemnation

A long time ago, Jesus arrived on the scene into a culture of condemnation.  The religious culture was run-a-muck with self-righteous leaders who had the appearance of piety and holiness and handed down judgments of condemnation to those sinners who committed the most heinous and public sins.  Stone the adulterer.  Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.  Cast out the sinners, tax collectors and prostitutes.  Demonize the unclean.  Jesus turned things upside down.  He said that being angry was the equivalent of murder.  He said that adultery starts in the heart, and that lusting after another is just the same as the act.  Wait...what?  Jesus said that there isn't one of us that has it all figured out, even the ones that look like they do.  He went on to say to the religious leaders some pretty harsh words:  "On the outside you seem righteous to people, but inside you are full of hypocrisy and lawlessness" (Matthew 23:28).

Social media has again ushered us into a Culture of Condemnation.  Our keyboards have simply made it easier to condemn everyone -- athletes, movie stars, politicians, and acquaintances.  Everyone has an opinion, and we now have a forum to share it -- with little consequence.  In fact, we'll probably get a few affirming 'likes' for our tirade.  The situations in the NFL over the last week or so has brought this to light even more.  Ray Rice, Adrian Peterson, and Greg Hardy have shed an ugly light on abuse and violence.  Domestic abuse to anyone, especially to a woman or child, is reprehensible.  We can all agree on that.  Moreover, when laws are broken, society needs people to be held accountable.  However, what I have noticed is how these situations have allowed so many of us to get on our high horse and condemn these men.  "We would never do such a thing."  "They are monsters."  "They deserve the worst."  Maybe all those things are true.  I'd never hit a woman or child.  They certainly need to be punished as anyone else would.

But I keep thinking about what Jesus said.  I keep thinking about how I might not have broken laws on the outside, I'm often "full of hypocrisy and lawlessness."  I keep thinking...


  • What if my worst moment was caught on camera like Ray Rice?
  • What if there was a camera in my soul?
  • I'd never hurt or hit someone...but does it count if I've thought about it?
  • What about all those times I've been so angry at someone I could scream?
  • What about the times I did scream?
  • Have I ever crossed the line in disciplining my children?
  • Do lies that no one knows about count?
  • What about lust?
Don't get me wrong.  We need to discipline law-breakers and educate people on how to be good citizens.  But, Jesus seemed much less concerned about 'just being a good citizen' in the neighborhood.  He said you could look like a good citizen and be dead on the inside.  He said we're all broken.  Jesus challenges us deeper.  This is why I'm so slow to condemn.  I've got so much of my own mess to clean up.  I think we know wrong when we see it.  No one that hears of the pending cases in the NFL could dispute that.  But I know there is stuff that I don't know about everyone that gives me pause to condemn.  And it's what I do know about myself that gives me the most pause.

Create in me clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Sunday Preview & Thought for the Week (7.24.14)

What an awesome week it's been here!  KidsGames has rocked as we've welcomed about a 100 kids each night.  We've made so many new friends as about two-thirds of those children are from our community and new to Church of the Way.  It has been so much fun.  On Sunday, you'll get to see a highlight video for some of the amazing things going on this week.

We've got a big Sunday coming up.  We'll be continuing our series on where God's calling us the next 15 months as a church through "Go Beyond:  V15ION".  We'll be talking about how each of us can deeply connect to Jesus.  It's a Sunday you won't want to miss:
  • There's a few surprises in this week's message, and it's going to be a lot of fun.
  • Sunday morning we've got a baptism and remembrance of baptism.
  • KidsGames highlight video!
  • Some big, exciting news you'll want to hear.
Also, if you've got questions about Go Beyond or anything, this Sunday at 3:30 we have an "Ask the Pastor" hosted at my home.  We'd love to have you for discussion and dessert.

Thought for the Week
"The Lord will march out like a champion, like a warrior he will stir up his zeal, with a shout he will raise the battle cry and will triumph over his enemies."  Isaiah 42:13

This week we've been talking about being a champion at KidsGames.  What does that mean to you?  Does it mean winning the most games, being the best, or accomplishing the most.  If life is all about how we measure ourselves against others, there will always be someone a little better.  And if we do reach the pinnacle and become the very best, it won't be long before we become older and a little less sharp while a new generation comes behind us to take our crown as 'the best.'  It's inevitable.  It's a losing game to see ourselves based on the merit of our accomplishments.  We can be champions because our God is THE Champion, and he created us in His image and called us by name.  Whether you have accomplished a great deal in life or very little, whether you think you measure up or have always doubted that you might not.  God is a Champion...and He is your champion.  And listen really closely -- the True Champion overcomes where you fall short.  And we all fall short sometimes.  The greatest athlete or artist has areas of their life they're not real happy about.  We've all got failures and some dirt in the corner.  We serve a God who triumphs over those shortcomings and cleans up the dirt.  I hope you'll hear this.  If you want to define your life by you ability to win, you'll be disappointed.  While there might be a season your a champion on the field, office, classroom, or whatever, there will be others where someone else gets the job or promotion, wins the game or excels past you in the area in which you thought you were the best.  Don't fall into that trap.  You aren't defined by your accomplishments.  You are defined by a Champion who has power over all the universe, and still calls you into a personal relationship with him.  Jesus loves you not because you are a champion at life but because He is a champion at love.

In His love,

Carter