My little granddaughter pulled me by the hand. “Pooh”, she said as we sat on the floor to watch her favorite video. As an adult “Winnie the Pooh” seems rather slow moving and laid back. Preschoolers seem to love the gentle bear. My grandson’s favorite character is Tigger. Perhaps he identifies with the high energy, rambunctious escapades of Tigger.

A banner that I saw waving from the porch of a home seems to sum up the appeal of Winnie the Pooh. The banner displaying the pictures of Winnie and Tigger read: “Welcome friends”. Preschoolers and children seem to make and value friends easier than teens and adults. Winnie the Pooh seems to model acceptance and the value of friendship.

The company motto has stuck with me for several years for some reason. “We aim to please,” was the motivating mission of this small business. People took them at their word and they became a very successful and growing business.

We all live to please someone. The question is, “Whom do you live to please?” Some people please the public or their employers in order to succeed in politics or business. Some people endeavor to please everyone in order “to get along”. Jesus said, “Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God” (Matthew 5:9 NKJV). But there is a difference between being a peacemaker and making peace.

It was a surreal moment - a moment frozen in time that we will never forget. The terrorist attack on America September 11, 2001 was replayed before us on television as we watched in stunned silence. When the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center collapsed, the death and destruction amongst the ruble and twisted steel was referred to as “Ground Zero”.

Faith and heroic rescue attempts ensued in the aftermath of the horrible destruction. As we commemorate the anniversary of September 11th, let us remember the victims and pray for the families, friends, and fellow Americans who suffered terrible loss on that infamous day. Let us pray that God will bless America and help us preserve peace and freedom.

I smelled the sweet fragrance of spring as I excitedly guided the U-Haul rental truck into the sleepy county seat of Eldora in north central Iowa 31 years ago. We were thrilled to be taking our first pastoral assignment. If the church board had not offered us a modest salary, I probably would have gladly paid them or some church to let me preach.

Many times first experiences are very special or memorable. We had many “first” experiences in the three and a half years we pastored our first church. It was there that our first child was born. Our first doctor’s Corvette was stolen by one of the young men we had brought to church. My first wedding lasted a total of five minutes. The wedding party ran to the front before my wife could play the first couple of measures of the processional. They wanted it simple and short.

There are those in the media who have recently pointed out Vice President Cheney’s penchant for the often repeated phrase, “If you will”. Some have asked why he prefers to preface his points with “If you will”. Is it a colloquialism from where he grew up or simply a euphemism? When he adds “If you will” is he just being polite? Is it a bad habit of language he has developed? Is it a deliberate, calculated way of making his point? I personally don’t know why he uses that phrase so much. But perhaps, if you will, it’s not all that important to know the reason why.

A few years ago a movie was produced with an intriguing title – “Dead Man Walking”. The movie dealt with inmates on death row and the death penalty. As an inmate is escorted to the death chamber an announcement is made, “Dead man walking!” All the other inmates on death row watch the inmate walk the last few yards to their execution.

It was a sad movie without a lot of hope offered. But the Word of God teaches us that we are all “dead men walking”. “For all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God” (Romans 3:23). “For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord” (Romans 6:23).

The late George Harrison of the Beatles wrote and sang the song “My Sweet Lord”. It was a moving and intimate song of devotion to his Lord. Unfortunately “My Sweet Lord” was not directed toward the Lord, the Creator of the universe, and Savior of the world, but towards his lord, Hare Krishna. Krishna, one of the nine incarnations of the god Vishnu is a distinct Hindu sect. The ninth incarnation was Buddha.

While most of Hinduism tends to have a rather impersonal feeling about God, Krishna Consciousness stresses the importance of a personal relationship with Krishna.

I’ve been fortunate to have some good “bosses” in my life. They encouraged me and brought out the best in me. They were patient and desired to help me reach my fullest potential. I’ve also had a few “bad” bosses over the years. Some were impatient, aloof, intolerant, and verbally abusive to people and cursed those who made a mistake.

My boss is a Jewish carpenter. Like my dad, his hands were calloused, cracked, scarred, and strong. He also died at a relatively young age. He was a hard worker.

My mom makes quilts. Quilting has almost become a lost art in America, although there seems to be a revival of it as an art form. Years ago quilting was done out of the need for warm bedding. Many women joined “quilting bees” where groups of women who enjoyed one another’s company got together and helped one another.

Quilts are now valued for their artistic form and have become valuable to collectors and treasured as heirlooms. If I had the artistic gifts, skills, and patience (and I don’t), I think that I would make a quilt.

Perhaps you heard about the man who went to a rancher to buy a horse. He was informed that he had the perfect horse for him. There was one problem with this particular horse. It seems that a Christian trained it. To get the horse to go you had to yell “Praise the Lord!” To get the horse to stop you had to yell “Amen!” The man bought the horse and sure enough, when he yelled, “Praise the Lord” – the horse took off like a rocket. Suddenly the man saw a cliff looming ahead. He became so excited that he forgot the word that stopped the horse. Just in the nick of time he remembered the word and yelled “Amen!” The horse skidded to a stop within inches of the precipice. The man wiped the sweat from his brow and declared – “Praise the Lord!”

The world has been blessed by many great men and women throughout history. These great men and women, while passing through this world, have left it a better place. On November 11th our nation has set aside Veteran’s Day to remember and honor those who selflessly served our country in the armed forces. They helped maintain the liberty we enjoy in the United States of America and around the world. Many of them are unsung heroes and patriots. Our hats go off to them! We say, “Thank you for the sacrifices you have made for our freedom.”

There is a popular television series entitled “Lost”. Although I’ve never seen it, I have been told that it is a very suspenseful and well produced television series. The program began two years ago with the crash of Oceanic Flight 815 that was flying from Sydney, Australia to Los Angels, CA. For some unknown reason the plane breaks apart and crashes onto a remote island. The passengers, through story lines shown in flash backs, bring to the island their baggage of lost faith and being lost in life. The story shows how faith and purpose in life are rediscovered and sometimes lost again.

It is an awful feeling being lost. Were you ever been lost in a crowd as a child? Many people have nightmares about being lost.

Have you ever had your back against the wall with seemingly no way out? Have you ever felt that you were drowning in despair? We all face what we perceive to be impossibilities. Life has it’s cul-de-sac of problems and perplexities when we think we are at a dead end. Difficult people and awesome opportunities confront us all. Many times, we face life’s challenges and say, “why, that’s impossible.” Instead we should listen to God’s angel who told a young virgin girl, “With God, nothing is impossible” (Luke 1:37). She believed the Lord of the impossible.

What would you do if you were thrown in a den of ferocious, hungry lion? Would you run, scream, faint, or pray up a storm? In all probability you very likely would perish. But Daniel, counselor to kings, spent a night in a lion’s den and lived to tell about it. Why did he survive? Daniel didn’t wait until he was thrown in a lion’s den to pray – he lived a life of prayer.

Daniel’s enemies coveted his job and sought to destroy him. (Daniel 6) The only thing they could find against Daniel was that in their view he prayed too much. So they plotted to have the king throw Daniel into the lion’s den.

Working in the emergency room of a hospital can be extremely hectic and demanding. Recently my cousin’s wife started a second career as an EMT in the ER. She could tell you how stressful it is at times and yet rewarding.

Perhaps, like me, you feel that you have been in life’s ER for most of your life. Life in the ER is a daily encounter with trauma, tragedy, and tears, but there are also times of joyous triumph. Job was one of the most severely tested men in the Bible. He experienced life in the ER – life full of trauma, tragedy, and tears.

Dear friend,

Over the years, we have conversed about the existence of God. We have discussed creation and the unlikely theory that this vast, varied, and complex universe could have just come into existence by accident or have evolved over a trillion years. We have considered the Apostle Paul’s argument that from the creation of the world people have seen the earth and the sky and all that God made. They can clearly see his invisible qualities – his eternal power and divine nature. So they are without excuse whatsoever for not knowing God. (See Romans 1:19-20.)

My cousin flies helicopters. This past Memorial Day I enjoyed having a conversation with him at the annual family barbeque. He recently returned from a tour of duty in Iraq and is scheduled to return in December. Perhaps he thought my question a little strange when I asked, “Did you realize that you were flying over the very cradle of civilization?” He replied that he had been more focused on doing his duty and returning home to his family.

Iraq is intriguing because it is the area of ancient Babylon. The Garden of Eden was located there as well as the Tower of Babel.

I found it in the ragbag! In our house some articles of clothing too worn out to wear or give away are thrown into a ragbag. They might be utilized later in other assorted ways. I could hardly believe my eyes at what I found in the ragbag – my favorite shirt – my high school football jersey – the one that I’d wear almost everyday, except to church, of course. Now how in the world did it get in the ragbag? You’re right – my wife.

After rescuing my shirt from the ragbag, I marched upstairs to my wife and demanded to know what my football jersey was doing in the ragbag.

Halloween is a season when many people love to decorate and dress up in costumes and masks of ghosts and goblins. Many view the day as just good fun and as a spoof on spooks. But some people are plugged into the dark side of evil. For them casting spells, Satan, and works of darkness are very real. In some cultures people live in fear of evil spirits. Some people believe that ghosts are real and haunt certain places.

We could say that evil comes from two sources. One is the evil within man. The Word of God teaches that all mankind inherited a sin nature from Adam.

Jake was a junkyard dog. A bull-terrier mix, Jake was massive, muscular, and mean. During the day Jake was chained up to an old dilapidated dog house that had his name painted haphazardly on the front with white paint. Mostly brown in color, Jake sported scars and scrapes of numerous fights. A couple of hubcaps served as food and water dishes and collected rainwater for him to drink.

At night Mr. T, the junkyard owner, would turn Jake loose to guard the inside of the yard. Sometimes my friends and I would ride bicycles past the side of the junkyard where the corrugated tin covering the fence was missing.

Jesus urged us to “work while it is day, for night comes when no man can work” (John 9:4). Eternal souls are at stake. Multitudes are slipping into a Christ-less eternity because no one reached out to them with the redeeming gospel. Jesus invited us to follow him and he would make us fishers of men. (Matthew 4:19) But you cannot follow God in neutral. God created you to do something. James, the half-brother of Jesus, concluded that if you know what is right to do and you do not do it – it is sin.

How many opportunities and divine moments for ministry pass us by? A secret to seizing the day is – you must take the initiative. We must be “Johnny of the spot” when God brings opportunities for doing good our way.

A few days ago I was having a conversation with my grandson, Elijah. I made a comment that must have gotten his attention. I don’t remember what I said but Elijah asked, “Did you read that in the Bible, PaPa?

Elijah is just learning to read but he knows that what’s in the Bible is important. Sadly, many adults in America know how to read and have free access to the Holy Bible but have never read it and have no clue as to what’s in the Bible.

A harried housewife hurried through the crowded store with her whining children in tow. The ringing bells of the Salvation Army grated on her nerves. The press of jostling people vying for the season’s most prized doll wearied her. Finally, reaching the checkout counter, she unloaded her items and exclaimed, “Whoever came up with Christmas anyway?”

Businesses wish their customers a “Happy Holiday”, yet many are not happy. For many the holidays are a time of tiredness, loneliness, depression, or disappointment. How can we prepare to have a happy holiday? Consider some safeguards that will help you enjoy the upcoming holidays.

“RSVP”, the letter said. After 35 years, I wondered how many would be at my high school reunion. Already many of my former classmates have died or moved far away from our old hometown. Even though the scheduled date is not a convenient time for me, it would be interesting to go just to see whom I would recognize and remember. But I just couldn’t show up on a whim, I have to make a reservation.

Many wedding invitations include RSVP. One would be foolish and very disappointed if he simply showed up at an airline and expect to buy a ticket and immediately board an airplane.

My grandpa was a coal miner. I imagine he did it to support his farm and nine children. I still remember his carbide lamp and multi-layered dinner bucket. Some of my uncles, and many of the men in the Pana area where I was born, worked deep underground in the coal mines. Recently, at my Uncle Bob’s funeral, I talked to my Uncle Steve who had retired from coal mining. “Coal mining get’s in your blood,” he said. “I’ve seen some amazing things down there.”