
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Why I Need the Resurrection

Click here to read Rev. Gregg's response to the Patheos Theoblogger Challenge: "Why I Need the Resurrection ... in 100 Words or Less."
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
The Top Ten Books that Influenced Me Theologically

Saturday, March 27, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
TRACKS: Tulsa, Oklahoma

Foolishness—what’s a good definition? Since this is one of those mornings with a 4:00 AM wake-up call after an evening that finally ended about 11:30 PM, I am tempted to define foolishness as living a life in which every week usually contains two or three days of 4:00 AM wake-up calls. But the pay-off of those early risings is getting to go home early, like today, or spending fewer nights while visiting several different cities. So, I turn to another definition of foolishness—one that either causes me to shake my head in disbelief or chuckle, if not laugh.
Sometime back a friend sent me a news story from a small town in Texas, Mr. Vernon, where Drummond’s Bar had begun construction on a new building aimed at increasing its business. A local Baptist Church started a campaign of petitions and prayers aimed at blocking the new bar from opening. A week before Drummond’s new building was to open, lightning struck the structure and it burned to the ground.
The church people in town felt a little cocky and a whole lot smug about what had happened until the owner of the bar sued the church, claiming the church was ultimately responsible for the fire destroying the building either through direct or indirect actions or other means. Quickly the church denied all responsibility, arguing that there was no connection between the bar’s destruction and the church’s action.
In court, after the judge looked over the paperwork on the case, the bewildered officer of the court commented, “I don’t know how I’m going to decide this, but it appears . . . we have a bar owner who believes in the power of prayer and an entire church congregation that does not!”
Prayer
O God, help us to distinguish between what the apostle Paul meant when he identified us as “fools for Christ” and what we are doing when we behave in a manner that is simply foolish. The former is a consequence of spiritual fidelity and the other is only an indication of personal or congregational stupidity. Grant us the wisdom to know the difference between those two lest we embarrass you as well as ourselves. Amen
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Worship Preview: March 28th (Palm Sunday and Covenant Sunday)

Tuesday, March 23, 2010
TRACKS: Oklahoma City, Oklahoma

Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Worship Preview: March 21st (The 5th Sunday in Lent)

Tuesday, March 16, 2010
ON FAITH: Pastors must relate to their congregations honestly
Click here to read Dr. Gaddy's latest post on The Washington Post's "On Faith" blog.
TRACKS: New York City

Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Worship Preview: March 14th (The 4th Sunday in Lent)

Tuesday, March 9, 2010
TRACKS: The White House, Washington, D.C.

Monday, March 8, 2010
TRACKS: Washington, D.C.

Saturday, March 6, 2010
TRACKS: Monroe, Louisiana

I heard birds singing this morning; several of them really. But one was aggressive—louder, sharper, more persistent than all the others, as if declaring, “You are going to hear me if you don't hear anything else.” A mocking bird with that same attitude lived in a tree right outside my bedroom window during my late childhood and early youth.
Sadly, I seldom hear birds singing these days. I don’t know that I have ever heard a bird singing in Washington, D.C. There I hear sirens, honking horns, shrill arguments, breaking news, partisan prejudice, and low-flying aircraft. New York is much the same when it comes to sounds, though there, street musicians play the role of birds and penetrate the cacophony of unsettling noises with the twang of a guitar, the melody of a saxophone, the welcome pulsations of diverse drums, the rolling reverberations of a xylophone, and sometimes even a solo offered with a beauty that can stop traffic otherwise unaffected even by red lights and cross walks.
Since my days tend to be filled with a variety of sounds, often in my car or in my condominium, I sit quietly and drink up silence like a sponge thrown into a puddle of spilled water. But I also long for music—all kinds actually—music that gives expression to my emotions, massages my needs, and strengthens my devotion to live out dreams.
I am thankful I heard birds singing this morning. At least for today, whatever other sounds I hear will be interspersed with echoes of the music of birds.
And, of course, there is no music like that made by birds. No wonder, they can fly!
Prayer
O God, from creation we derive personal gratification. In creation we find beautification for all of life. For creation, we offer affirmation. Sensitize us to the glory around us so that we will not experience even the briefest moment of drabness when there is beauty to be seen and music to be heard. Amen