Nude Intruder--funny!

88 year old woman saves herself from an intruder by grabbing his testicles. No, this isn't a joke.

http://www.cnn.com/video/?JSONLINK=/video/crime/2008/12/31/or.naked.intruder.kptv

Atheist Believes Africa Needs God

Intriguing article at Times Online UK by an atheist who believes that the continent of Africa needs God. Click on the link and check it out.

Preaching

I'm preaching Sunday at 10am at Lifebridge Church in Lexington, KY. That's all. Oh, and my parents are coming in town from Mississippi on Friday. I'm excited. Now, that's all.

www.lifebridgelex.com

a little off the mark

Here's a little something I learned in my Exegesis of Revelation class. Hope you enjoy. The mark of the beast in Revelation is said to be put on either the forehead or the right hand. One's forehead is the place of perception. The right hand is the place of doing. In light of that, if one lives one's life with a world-view centered on anything but Jesus, or if one's actions are not centered on Jesus, that person has the mark of the beast. In fact, that is the mark of the beast.

If however, one's world-view and actions are centered on Christ, that person has the mark of God.

never heard that before.

If you're with PETA, this story is fiction

So this story is a few weeks old now, but one I need to write down so I don't forget it. It all started about a month before when our good friend Liz borrowed our kitchen to make banana bread. She was so thankful for our hospitality that she "donated" a rotten banana to a hidden spot in our kitchen and waited for us to find it. Well, several weeks went by and all we found was a biblical plague of fruit flies, leading us to a black, soggy, maggot-y blob in the bottom of a white, insulated tea pitcher in the corner. When I found it, I was immediately disgusted with whichever roommate could have left the pitcher so disgusting before finding out that Liz was the responsible party.
Brett and I naturally began to discuss revenge, and catching one of the raccoons that terrorize our trash cans and putting it in Liz's room seemed to be the obvious solution. Of course, we can't even keep them out of our trash, so catching one seemed to be only a dream.
Well, two days later I heard my loud, unfashionable ringtone blaring across the weight room and ran to answer it, only to hear a frantic female on the other end asking me where I was and what I was doing. After telling her, she explained the reason for her unrest, describing a "wildlife problem" concerning a huge possum that had gotten stuck in hers and Maryann's trash can, and they didn't know what to do.
I told her I knew exactly what to do and called Brett. We ran home and got a plastic box.
That box was then filled with trash and a possum and a little cat food as a snack, and it was placed in a certain girl's dorm room with a banana and a note saying, "We spell payback P-O-S-S-U-M."
Yeah, that was fun.

AHOP

Check out a portion of a story I wrote about my experiences with the Asbury House of Prayer here:

http://www.asburyhouseofprayer.net/

a long shot

So Brett Cheek and I just emailed a guy named Andy about jobs with 24-7 Prayer in London (England, not Kentucky). Please pray for us about this (This is begging).

Thanks!

Jason

Holy Ground

So the message I preached on Sunday took a turn on Saturday morning. I was doing some last minute prayer and preparation, and I felt like the Spirit had something to say. I was planning on talking about Moses and Exodus and wrapping up our 2-month series on listening to God. I wasn't ready for what He actually had to say.

Here's how it ended:


God is not silent. He is not even quiet. God is screaming through the cries of 30,000 children dying every day as a result of poverty. He is screaming through the voices of countless women and children in Thailand and India who are being forced into slavery and prostitution. God is crying out through the cries of the hopeless teenagers and men and women who are addicted to pornography, who are addicted to alcohol, who are addicted to drugs. God is crying through the voices of the 15% of Americans who suffer from severe depression. God is calling out through the desperate prayers of the lonely, of the rejected, of the sexually abused, and of the billions of people worldwide who have yet to find hope in Jesus Christ.

"God is in the slums, in the cardboard boxes where the poor play house. God is in the silence of a mother who has infected her child with a virus that will end both their lives. God is in the cries heard under the rubble of war. God is in the debris of wasted opportunity and lives and God is with us if we are with them." -the prophet Bono

So the next time you encounter an overlooked homeless woman in Triangle Park or a forgotten Alzheimer's patient in the nursing home, it would be appropriate to take off your shoes, for in that moment you are on holy ground.