To: Sharon Church From: the Robertson's

This semester in student ministry, Sharon Students did a series titled “Cliff Jumping.”

I saw students leap outside their comfort zone, into the place of unknown where faith comes alive.

By the encouragement of James who said, “Faith without works is dead” and Hebrews that says, “without faith it is impossible to please God,” students and leaders began to believe greater things about God than ever before.

As we urged students to engage…God was stirring in me a cliff of my own.

After a year of seeking God’s will, Shelli and I now see that the cliff before us is one of church planting.

Over the past number of months, the need for new churches to be birthed has been made evident to me like never before.

Through an emotional process of surrender, Shelli and I have found ourselves willing to move as far East as WV, as far North as Indianapolis and as far West as TX…and in the end, God has seen fit to allow us to make disciples in our very own capital city, Little Rock.

Brother Michael and I have discussed this at great length and we agree that I will be able to continue fulfilling all my responsibilities over the summer and into the school year, as we begin rallying support and building a team to see this vision become a reality.

I would greatly appreciate your prayer and encouragement as we stand at the edge of the cliff and we take this leap as a family.

Our family has been blessed greatly by being part of the Sharon family…and it is our prayer that over the next number of months, as we continue working together, that you would be able to say the same about us.

Warning: Political content (without influence of spiritual beliefs)

14 pounds of barking, carpet wetting, long hair topped with a bow...this was my childhood pup.  She was a friend, couch companion, walking buddy, and much much more.  But to the family friend who had a phobia of anything beginning with K and ending with 9, she was the monster in the closet.  He would cringe at her sight and hide until the coast was clear for him to pass in safety.  It never made sense to me, this pup was my childhood friend and closest companion for many years.  But to the one who viewed all dogs through the lens of fear, she was a reason to be afraid.  The difference between our family friend and our family was a simple difference in the way we viewed dogs.
Following last night's presidential election, I stumbled across a video from Stephen Colbert (host of CBS's Late Show), he hosted and event in which he planned to celebrate Hillary Clinton's inevitable victory over Donald Trump...but as the tides turned and Stephen was forced to conclude an evening where the unthinkable had happened, he made a few observations (one of which made a deep impression on me).

The image above is a statistic that I needed to hear.  This statistic has moved me with compassion and erased the indignation of my heart.
I don't believe the majority of attacks our candidates and nation has made on each other has stemmed from wanting to win, beat the enemy, or hate for another people group.  I  believe what we have witnessed has been birthed from a simple difference in the way we view the world.
In this melting pot culture we live in, there are many who view the world in a different manner than I do.  According the view one holds, he/she attempts to implement policies and practices that allow them to operate in their zone.  Simultaneously, other people are doing the very same thing.  This doesn't immediately make them the enemy, it makes us different.  I don't believe the many people groups in our country hate each other or want to defeat one another...I believe we are witnessing what I saw in my home as a child, people who are afraid.
Fear does many things to the human mind and body.  It causes us to lash out, to run away, it causes rational people to do irrational things, say things that we don't believe, and much more.  Fear is powerful and fear is real.  Our country may not be as prejudice, as hateful, or closed minded as we have been led to believe.  Our country may simply be afraid.
For this reason, I hurt for those in our country who feel as if they have lost.  For those who see the need to protest.  For the ones who think they are the winners, and those who now want to boast.  Many are weeping and worried, not because the contest is over...but because the fear is real.  
I have been caused to rethink all we have seen over the last 18 months...maybe we could all benefit in the future by thinking cleared about the past.

Salvage Jerry

It is apparent that Jerry has been done the wrong road a time or two.  When he focused in on me at the salvage yard, I could hardly discern what he was thinking...yet it was apparent that when he narrowed in on me, he was hoping for something.  

a woman named Martha welcomed him into her house. 39And she had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet and listened to his teaching.40But Martha was distracted with much serving. And she went up to him and said, “Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to serve alone? Tell her then to help me.” 41But the Lord answered her, “Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things, 42but one thing is necessary. Mary has chosen the good portion, which will not be taken away from her.”  (Luke 10:38-42)

Cordial greetings led way to generic responses offering a window into the heart.  Jerry could hardly voice that he was "okay" without a dose of wishfulness that he was better.  As he probed me to know my occupation, I reluctantly released that I was a pastor (usually a conversation killer...), but this time around it was only the beginning.  For approximately the next 20 minutes he and I talked and listened to one another as the Word of God was spoken over his addiction, his selfishness and his broken life and relationships.  All around us, others were busy about their work, which was good, but Jerry sat and listened to the Lord's teaching.  At one point, an apparent coworker of Jerry made a snide remark to him in hopes of getting him back into action...Jerry's response was a humble whisper of "Yeh, but I am doing what is better."  

I don't know if Jerry was brought into the family of God this day...he already had some Scriptural knowledge, though it was skewed at best.  I was able to listen through his meth induced rambling and follow up with encouragement and instruction through the teachings of Christ.  Good as the entire interaction was, it was the closing comments which stick with me today.

Jerry looks me in the eye as says, "You've listened to me.  Others have seen me and had a lot to say about "I this...I that."  But you have listened through my stuttering and rambling."  Without a doubt, I could see the gratitude in this man from another person taking time to listen.  And apparently there was another man in Jerry's past who had shown great compassion for him during a previous season, because he spoke John's name with great respect and great remorse...as though maybe Jerry had not valued John fully until that moment.

Studying the gospel of Mark combined with my daily encounters is really doing a work on me today...

Mark 1:  Jesus calls disciples to be "fishers of men."

Mark 2:  Jesus shares a meal table with "sinners."

Mark 3:  Jesus has diseased and hurting pressing in to "touch him."

Mark 4:  Jesus says to sow the Word liberally in order to harvest some.

Apart from the things God has revealed in these passages...Jerry may have been brushed off as just another strange man to avoid.  Instead, the life of Jesus was recalled to mind as Jerry and I shook hands and parted ways.

I had begun to question...

There has been much reason for encouragement lately as we continue the effort in helping others depend upon and follow Christ more fully.  One of the greatest encouragements has come from a young man who I am investing my life and time into on a regular basis.
Isaiah has proven a couple of things to me that I had begun to question...

1.  Teenagers are fully capable of digesting and obeying the Truth of God.  As we sit across the table from one another each week, it is amazing the understanding that is had for the Story of God in the gospel.  He gets it!  Not only does he get it, but he is doing it!  As the Holy Spirit speaks, he listens and obeys.  None of the things which he has been obedient to came by me, but by the Word of God...none of it required persuasion from be but fully persuaded in the Spirit, obedience was found.  I have been praying for quite some time that God would send teenage men who are spiritually discerning.  While most young men are distracted by toys, Isaiah has been distracted by the work of God in his life in the last five months.  I am grateful for what God is doing in and through his life.
2.  Evangelism is not for the elite, but for all who follow Christ.  As someone who had a late start on sharing my faith in the public realm, I was disillusioned into thinking that only those who are "really serious" about their faith would tell others about Jesus.  While it is true that some simply won't open there mouth...it is also true that if we equip people with skills and a plan, some will.  Its encouraging to hear Isaiah tell me of the conversations he has been able to have with those on his bus.  Each week that we gather, he has stories to tell and people to pray for.  And just as fun, are the opportunities we receive because we meet in a public space each week.  Just yesterday we found ourselves sitting with a young lady who works at the donut shop we meet at each week, sharing the truth about Jesus and inviting her to know Him.  Not all people will open their mouth...but some will.

I am praying for those who have begun to share their faith in our town.  Praying for the Holy Spirit to speak with power and conviction as we share His Story.  Praying that eternities be changed and lives be transformed because we were wanting and willing to be used.  I hope...no, I believe that in the days to come these posts will tell of the lives that have been given to Christ as "some" went out and opened their lives and mouths to tell of this great Story.

Without Fear.

A common theme of our conversation lately has been that of sharing our faith.  Shelli and I agree wholeheartedly that we desire our home and family to constantly be inviting others into knowing Christ as we do.  With this desire has come a learning curve.  I have never been what I would consider and effective evangelist...over the past 7 years, I have done it but not necessarily well.  Finally, the book "Share Jesus without Fear" has given me a model for sharing my faith that is relational, conversational, intentional and effective!

As my whole clan arrived at Brandt's soccer practice last Thursday, I was immediately drawn to notice one of the fathers who we had shared T ball with last fall...yet I had  not made a connection with him.
Following an informal time of introductions, through a random comment he made it known that the mother of his children was his girlfriend, not his wife.  At this point Christians have two options (and I fear we often choose incorrectly), we can offer correction and proclaim how living together is sinful and sex outside of marriage is wrong (which it is)...or we can inquire into the heart and find out what is keeping them from God's best in their life.  I chose to pursue the heart.

- How long have you dated?
- Seven years.
- Dude!  What are you waiting on???!!!

This time around, the light hearted pursuit of the heart landed us exactly where we wanted to be.  This young man shared his fear of divorce that was based on a misunderstanding of marriage and an elevated view of his own flaws.  He was afraid that if they married, she would leave him at some point.
At this point, there was an open door to the gospel.  We proceeded by finding out he had no real spiritual beliefs, a correct identification of the person of Jesus (without knowing Jesus personally), belief in life after death and the assumption that he would arrive in hell based on everything that he has done and continues to do wrong.  Our conversation took a dramatic turn as I asked him, "What would you say if I told you that God has made another way, other than being good?"  As his interest peaked, he shared a great attentiveness to what I would say next.
Together, we went through the gospel Scriptures and discussed what they meant to him.  I believe the Holy Spirit is at work in this young man's life even though he was unable to surrender his life the Lord on that day...I continue praying for his salvation.
What struck me as the conversation closed was this statement that he made, "My girlfriend will be so happy that you told me this!  She has been praying for me and for God to send someone to me!  She will be happy!"

A few months ago I had the opportunity to share a story with our church, where some of our friends were an answer to someone else's prayer...I then asked, "Do we want to be the answer to other people's prayer more often?"  Being a blessing is such a blessing.  May our family grow more in more in our telling of the Story...may we be an answer to prayer more and more as we take advantage every opportunity to do good.

As We Have Opportunity

So then, as we have opportunity, let us do good to everyone...  (Galatians 6:10)

Opportunity comes daily.  Opportunities are daily missed.

I am grateful for a wife who seeks opportunity to do good as we journey life together.  Last Sunday evening we were out to eat with other families the church and opportunity knocked.  Our waitress conversed with us openly about her three sons (ages 10, 5, and 2)...we get much kid talk as we take 14 kids to dinner most Sunday evenings!  Shelli made the observation that this woman was without a wedding ring and was working late on a Labor day weekend...so this is an opportunity to do good.  

Shelli proposes we go above the normal tip, and offer this young lady a few extra dollars to bless her day.  Instead of merely leaving the cash, we see an opportunity to connect with her personally as the restaurant is closing down.

Me - "Do you have any spiritual beliefs?"

Waitress - "Oh yes, it is God who is getting me by every day.  I am rehabbing from drug addiction and I believe God is the reason I am still going."

Me - "If I asked you who Jesus was to you...what would you say?"

Waitress - "He is my Lord and Savior!"

Me - "When did that happen?"

Waitress - "I was baptized when I was 7...but when I was 13 I really realized my need for Him.  That is when I was saved."

Me - "We have a few extra dollars we would like to bless you with tonight."

Waitress - "Thank you!  I am saving up to buy a car!  My boys were taken from me because of my drug addiction.  Now that I am clean, I've moved to Benton and am working to buy a car so that I can get my boys back into my life."

Shelli - "Can we pray for you right now?"

Waitress - "Yes!  That'd be great."

After encouraging her to jump in with a church (inviting her to Sharon) that could walk with her and encourage her in her journey, we took the kids and went home.

Sometimes the opportunity to do good gives others a chance to receive eternal life for the first time...sometimes the opportunity is to encourage the saints and experience the eternal life we've been given.

Opportunities come daily.  Opportunities are daily missed.

So then, as we have opportunity, let us do good to everyone... 

Pursuing Insignificance

 

Feeling significant is easy...take on tasks which require skill, endurance, and passion.  Accomplish something big and stamp your name on it for history to see.

Feeling small is difficult...obtain a passion for those forgotten, take on the impossible, walk in long suffering.  Stamp someone else's name on your accomplishments for history to see, or ignore.

Is life found in achieving immortality, or in knowing I am a vapor, a passing shadow, a flower that comes forth and withers and my length of days is a mere moment.

Is life at the end of the path proclaiming "I am someone!" or on the edge of an infinite sea, in the depth of the darkest forrest, within the words "Let there be light...and there was."

What if we ceased pursing greatness and pursued insignificance?   What if?

What if we fathered the fatherless.

...cared for the widow.
...submit to our husbands.
...loved our wives.
...honored our parents.
...brought up our children.

...were generous toward the poor.

...visited the prisoner.

"The greatest among you shall be your servant."  

(Psalm 144:4, 39:5, Genesis 1:3, James 1:27, Ephesians 5:22, 25, 6:2, 4, Matthew 23:11)