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Stuff From the Mind of Dr. Barry Kolb

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It’s No Wonder

When I was young and woke at night with a cough or fever, my grandmother would always show up with something for me to take.  Her comment was always, “It’s good for what ails you.”

Like a good soldier, I sat up and drank.  In a matter of minutes I fell asleep, usually for a long time.  When I woke, I generally felt better, though with a slight headache and a dopier than usual feeling!

Recently I uncovered the reason!  Here it is!

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Just Wondering About Love

moonPerusing Facebook, Twitter, Blogs, and even some church newsletters, I am amazed at how much we “love” something or someone.  But … and there is always a but … if we loved some things as much as we say we do … what do we say about our “love affair” with Jesus?

Just a few examples for you to think about …

  • I love you more than anything else in this who, wide world …
  • I love you to the moon and back …
  • I love no one more than …
  • You mean everything to me …
  • I don’t know how I could ever live without …
  • My dog/cat/horse/etc is my life …

Now understand this, I love a lot of things as well … a good pizza for example … but never would I attach any of the above to it!  Maybe I am making too much of this, but I often wonder how much we say the same about the One who has done EVERYTHING for us!?

As a “Lutheran” (OK … a lutherabapticostal), I think of a couple of lines from old hymns:

“And take they our life, goods, fame, child and wife, let these all be gone, they yet have nothing won, the kingdom ours remaineth…”  (A Mighty Fortress Is Our God)

“Take my silver and my gold, not a mite would I withhold …” (Take My Life and Let it Be)

And, I close with this … You Are My All in All (Natalie Nordeman) … you can listen to it here.

You are my strength when I am weak
You are the treasure that I seek
You are my all in all
Seeking You as a precious jewel
Lord, to give up I’d be a fool
You are my all in all
Jesus, Lamb of God
Worthy is Your name
Jesus, Lamb of God
Worthy is Your name
Oh, Your name is worthy
Taking my sin, my cross, my shame
Rising again I bless Your name
(I bless Your name)
You are my all in all
(Oh yes you are, yes you are)
When I fall down You pick me up
When I am dry You fill my cup
(You fill my cup)
You are my all in all
(My all, Lord, hallelujah)
Jesus, Lamb of God
Worthy is Your name
(Oh, Your name, Your precious name is worthy, Lord)
Jesus, Lamb of God
Worthy is Your name
You’re my everything
The beginning and the end
The first, the last You are
The great I am
Jesus, Lamb of God
Worthy is Your name
Jesus, Lamb of God
(Oh, my Jesus, my precious Jesus)
Worthy is Your name
Worthy is Your name
Worthy is Your name

Really?

thumb8On the way out of church tonight I heard someone talking about a friend who died and he said, “God must’ve needed another angel.”

I wondered: Is God so lonely that He needs another “angel”?  Is there a shortage?

Then I thought about people who say that when we die we get our wings, sit on a cloud and play a harp all day long!

Really?  We turn into angels?  And why not a saxophone…that sounds better to me!

Or where did we get this idea that our relatives “in heaven” are watching over us?

Personally I think if that were happening, it would greatly disturb them…and heaven doesn’t seem like a place to be disturbed!

Where is this stuff in the Bible?  Did I miss that class at the seminary?

If It Is Of God …

letgodFor the last few months, I have been re-thinking a number of things.  One of them is the propensity to join in / pile on people or pastors or churches or denominations, etc. that are not doing things the way I like or who doing things that are different, etc.

Perhaps it was a message I wrote and delivered not long ago on judging that put me over the edge on this.  And yet…maybe it was the God-thing that happened:

On Saturdays when in the Metroplex, I have been attending Center Point Church in North Richland Hills.  It is my touch of contemporary worship and the pastor is a great Bible-teacher!

On the evening before I was to preach in Mineral Wells, Pastor Jay said, almost word for word what I had written in my message for the next day.  Once home, I checked it out … and yes … there it was … virtually word-for-word what I had written and what he said.  When I mentioned this to him the following week, his comment was, “Well, we do preach from the same book!”

WHAT WAS IT IT HE SAID? WHAT HAD I WRITTEN?

HERE IT IS:

Lately I have been moved to say (and live out): No more potshots on pastors or ministries or denominations … if they are not of God, God will deal with them; if they are of God, I had better leave them alone!

Consultant Humor

1812661c90a57eeb7abf7840048e944cA cowboy was herding his herd in a remote pasture when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced out of a dust cloud towards him.

The driver, a young man in a Brioni suit,Gucci shoes, Ray Ban sunglasses and YSL tie, leans out the window and asks the cowboy, “If I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, will you give me a calf?”

The cowboy looks at the man, obviously a yuppie, then looks at his peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, “Sure. Why not?”The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer, connects it to his AT&T cell phone, surfs to a NASA page on the Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite navigation system to get an exact fix on his location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in an ultra-high-resolution photo. The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop and exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg, Germany.

Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot that the image has been processed and the data stored. He then accesses a MS-SQL database through an ODBC connected Excel spreadsheet with hundreds of complex formulas. He uploads all of this data via an email on his Blackberry and, after a few minutes, receives a response.

Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech, miniaturized HP LaserJet printer and finally turns to the cowboy and says, “You have exactly 1586 cows and calves.”

“That’s right. Well, I guess you can take one of my calves,” says the cowboy.

He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on amused as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car.

Then the cowboy says to the young man, “Hey, if I can tell you exactly what your business is, will you give me back my calf?”

The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, “Okay, why not?”

“You’re a consultant.” says the cowboy.

“Wow! That’s correct,” says the yuppie, “but how did you guess that?”

“No guessing required.” answered the cowboy. “You showed up here even though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer I already knew, to a question I never asked; and you don’t know anything about my business…

Now give me back my dog.”