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7 Billion

Well, we’ve gone and done it. We’ve hit 7 Billion people. According to the World Population Data Sheet, it only took 12 years to get from 6 to 7 Billion people. To put that into perspective, we didn’t hit 1 Billion people until 1800. It then took us 130 years to double in size to 2 Billion. Since then, the amount of time it’s taken to add another Billion people continues to shrink. At our current rate, we’ll hit 10 Billion people by 2100. That’s a lot of people!

The question is: what are we going to do with them all?

Some believe we are going to experience a crisis of overcrowding. They’re probably right. Although, living in a country with the amount of space that we have here in Canada, it would seem we could handle a few more people. Still, a crisis is looming.

But it’s not all bad news. I believe population growth also provides incredible opportunities. Jesus said, “The harvest is great, but the workers are few.” (Matthew 9:37). There is a great harvest opportunity. It’s incredible to realize that God loves each of the 7 Billion people alive today. And, he knows each one by name. Wow.

It’s Beginning To Look Like Christmas

Wow, I can’t believe how little I’ve posted in the past few weeks. Sorry about that. One of the things I’m finding is that so much of what I say can be done via Twitter or Facebook. So, if you have not yet done so, please follow me on Twitter or add me as a friend on Facebook.

Now, I realize that some of you cursed me a little when you read the title of this post. You don’t want to think about the fact that as of today, there is exactly two months until Christmas. Yes, that might seem like a long time from now, however we are about to see a deluge of Christmas advertising. Most stores will wait until next week — after Halloween — to set up their displays. But, a few have already begun doing so. As a result, I want to make these comments now.

What if we did Christmas differently? What if we made the decision to not allow ourselves to get caught up in the commercialization of the season? I’m not suggesting that we don’t buy our loved ones a few gifts, but what if we didn’t rack up credit cards, purchase totally unnecessary items, and made Christmas to be all about what we give to and get from others. What if everyone reading this made the decision that for every dollar they spend on gifts, they will donate a dollar to a charity in the name of their family? Radical, I know. But, worth considering, isn’t it?

We all know the true meaning of the Christmas season. It’s about God incarnate — being born a baby — so that we might come back into relationship with him. It’s about sacrifice, love that encompasses all, and giving everything. Shouldn’t the way we celebrate the season resemble that in some way?

Take some time now, before you’re smack in the middle of the craziness of the season, to decide how you’ll celebrate Christmas this year. I know I am.

How do you keep Christmas in perspective? Are there things you do in order to make sure you don’t lose sight of the true meaning of the season? Share your thoughts in the comments section so that others can read them.

Quoting Hebrews

When I was in Bible College, I had a course where I had to memorize 30 scripture passages. It was tough to do.

I can’t imagine doing what this preacher did … he memorized the entire book of Hebrews. I encourage you to sit and listen to him recite the book … sometimes the most powerful messages are the ones where the preacher just lets the words of Scripture speak for themselves. Seriously … wow.

Defining Pentecostals

My last post generated quite a few comments (and a couple of private emails). Many of you are curious to know more about what Pentecostals believe.

This past summer, The Meeting House, a church with a number of locations (mostly in Southern Ontario), did a series called “One Church.” They had leaders from various denominations come and share what they believed.

Dr. Van Johnson, the Dean of Master’s Seminary, spoke on behalf of the Pentecostal movement. He does an absolutely amazing job at sharing the story of the Pentecostal Church. It is worth watching.

Unfortunately, I can’t embed their videos. So, you’ll have to go to their site to watch it.

Here’s how to find the video:

Go here: www.themeetinghouse.ca

Click on “Teachings”

On the left side, find “One Church (Jun 11)”

On the right side, scroll down to “#7: Pentecostal (with Van Johnson)”

I would suggest watching the video.

Have I Changed? (What I Believe)

If you’ve listened to more than two messages of mine, you know that I often speak about the spiritual journey. It shouldn’t surprise anyone, since the Bible often talks about our faith being a long distance marathon. To grow spiritually means to change.

Those who have been part of the church family with me for more than a few years recognize that I have changed. Some suggest the change is for the better, others are not sure they like the “new me.”

It’s interesting. I had a great conversation with another lead pastor a week ago about personal beliefs. Like me, he is ordained with the P.A.O.C. And, like me, he has found the need to rethink what exactly he believes.

You see, there was a time when I was very charismatic. I led people into a lot of the passionately charismatic expressions. Then, about twelve years ago, I questioned it all. To be honest, I saw a lot of people chasing after personal blessings (and the emotions associated with those blessings) rather than hungering for a life of sacrifice and holiness. I turned my back on anything charismatic.

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The Man Conference — Video

Last weekend, we hosted The Man Conference. It was a powerful two days of teaching from Ken Graves.

We told the men that we’d make the videos available as soon as we could. Well, the first night’s talk is now completed. Yes, Ken Graves spoke for just under two hours. Yes, he kept the attention of everyone in attendance. Yes, it was that good.

The video is separated into two parts, each one hour long. See them below.

Two Decades: Reality

The call came around 2 AM. It was the police. “Rev. Dale, we have a situation and we need your help. Is Mr. Smith (not his real name) a member of your congregation?” “Yes, he is.” I replied, immediately awake. “Rev. Dale, our officers are in a stand off with Mr. Smith. He is threatening to kill himself unless he gets to talk to you. Can we send a patrol car to pick you up?” My mind was racing. “Of course.”

Nothing could prepare me for that night. None of my theology classes, memorizing Scriptures, or courses on homiletics taught me what to do when one of my parishioners was holding a rifle to his head asking to speak to me in the middle of the night.

I never got to speak with “Mr. Smith” that night. The police had pulled him over for driving erratically. That’s when he pulled out the gun and the standoff began. He asked for me, yet wouldn’t wait for me to arrive. By the time the officer showed up to take me to where he was, Mr. Smith pulled the trigger, ending his life.

The rest of the night was a blur. I drove with the police to Mr. Smith’s house. His wife, who knew that a crisis was taking place, saw me at the door with the officer, and she knew. She collapsed into my arms, weeping with a pain that came from the deepest of places. After a while, I turned to Mr. Smith’s twelve year old son, who was sitting on the stairs, watching his mother grieve.

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Two Decades: Calling

Looking back over twenty plus years of ministry, I’m amazed at just how right I was about what it means to be a pastor. At the same time, I’m astonished at just how wrong I was. Now, I realize that may not make a heck of a lot of sense, so let me explain.

I had an advantage as I headed into Bible College. I had been dating a pastor’s daughter for a few years and was very close to her parents — my pastors. As a result, I knew that being a pastor had its challenges. I had watched my girlfriend’s dad take shots for things that were really not in his control.

And so, as I entered into pastoral ministry after graduation, I knew that challenges would come. And, I was right. However, I had no idea of how passionate and intense the critics could be.

I experienced my first taste of negativity on my very first day as a pastor. I had just been hired as a youth pastor in a small church located in a small town in Eastern Ontario. As I sat in the board meeting, shaking hands with my new employers, the Lead Pastor made an announcement. After a year of fighting with these same guys over every little issue, he was done. He wanted them to know that as soon as he could, he would be moving on to another ministry. The rest of the meeting was tense, with a lot of accusations tossed around.

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Two Decades: Vision

Okay, so it’s been a little more than two decades. But, since I did spend a few years not pastoring during that time, I figure it’s close enough. As I mentioned in this post, I recently had the chance to visit my old Bible College. It brought back a lot of memories for me. During the long drive home, I spent some time trying to remember how I viewed pastoral ministry as I attended college. I thought I’d share some of those thoughts and compare them to what I’ve found to be true about pastoral ministry over the past 20 years. (From this point forward, I am going to refer to pastoral ministry as simply ministry. I’m a little uneasy doing so. I believe that there are so many different “ministries” other than pastoring. However, I’m lazy and don’t feel like typing out pastoral ministry every few sentences!)

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Master’s College: First Impressions

Twenty-one years ago, I walked out of Eastern Pentecostal Bible College with my Bachelor of Theology and began my journey as a pastor. I haven’t been back to the building where I spent four years since that day. That changed this past weekend, sort of.

A lot has happened in that time. The school went through a transformation. The name changed. I still make the mistake of calling the place Eastern from time to time, but many years ago, the name was changed to Master’s College and Seminary. The school moved from Peterborough to Toronto. It was a failed experiment that nearly resulted in the closing of the school. Those involved were well intentioned, but in the end, it simply didn’t work. New leadership was brought in, and a few years ago, MCS headed back to familiar territory in Peterborough.

I walked through the doors of my school this past Sunday. Our family was delivering our oldest daughter, who begins her own journey into ministry. How that looks and what role she will have is something that she will sort out with God.

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