Today Ann and I drove to Mt. Sterling for their Court Days festival. It was vintage Kentucky. We enjoyed the experience but did not find any to buy other than some peanut brittle and roasted nuts.
Check out a few pictures HERE.
This past weekend, the speaker at the men’s retreat, was a catalyst for re-thinking some things I have come to understand in the course of my journey.
- As Christ followers, it is God’s desire that we be transformed. We are not re-made, but new creatures, born again, created in His likeness.
- We are, in fact, created anew, but, we are also in the process of being transformed each day. We are, each day, becoming what we already are.
- Transformation is a process that works from the inside out. Transformation changes hearts and minds and our lives are reflect those changes on the outside.
- Transformation is the work of God. It is by the power of the Holy Spirit that we are transformed.
- I cannot accomplish transformation by my own power working from the outside in.
- An authentic transformed life can only be discerned through an examination of one’s heart and motives. It is possible to have the appearance of transformation without inner transformation.
A nagging question in my mind (mostly because I am inclined to take charge) is how can I (see what I mean?) produce/facilitate this transformation by the power of the Holy Spirit. Another way to put it is: What must I do to be transformed? Because of my rationalistic mind-set, my answer to those questions seems to always loop back to working from the outside in. i.e. I’ll establish a regimen of study, prayer, et al. Stop doing …. and so on.
In a sermon Sunday, the speaker used a metaphor that produced a glimmer of light on the subject. The metaphor was that of sailing. As he encouraged us to toward personal revival, he called us to unfurl our sails so they will catch the wind of the Spirit and our lives will be propelled as the wind directs. YES! I thought for a moment. But then I thought, what does unfurling my sails look like in my life. What must I do to unfurl my sail? Be careful or I’ll be back in my “I’ll just get it done mode.”
I continue to ponder the question, “What is it that shapes me in such a way that I will catch the wind of the Spirit so that God directs and empowers my life?”
The week is beginning with a beautiful day. Today is the date for Jerod and Blake tonsillectomies. We will be looking after Meredith and Grayson while Tanya and Dan attend to Jerod and Blake. It is Fall break for the schools here so we are hoping to we can do some thing special this week, at least with Meredith and Grayson.
The last few days have been rich with happenings. I enjoyed playing golf on Friday with Adam and Bubba. It was the first time I’ve played golf in a couple of years and my game proved it. However, it was a beautiful day and the course was really nice and I really appreciated the opportunity to be with Adam and Bubba. The Okolona church men’s retreat was Friday evening and Saturday and we went down early to play golf.
Tim Woodruff spoke on the subject of the Holy Spirit. His presentation was challenging and was a catalyst for a lot of discussion among the us. A most rewarding part of the retreat, for me, were the conversations. It was really good to have meaningful exchanges with several old friends.
Ann visited with the Gabehart’s while I was at the retreat. After returning to Louisville on Saturday we headed back to Wilmore. Sunday was full with church and class, lunch with the Crockett’s and a drive over to Berea for an arts and crafts show. We visited on the front porch with our neighbors for a while. I spotted some feral kittens that have been around the house and we were able to capture them. Meredith and I will take them to the animal shelter today.
Today is son #3’s birthday. Have a great day Scott.
This morning I awoke to rain. It is not raining hard but it is raining. We have not had an appreciable rain fall in two months. It is lovely. I plan to bundle up, get a cup of coffee and retire to the front porch to read.
I am grieving that cold weather is coming and will limit my time there. It is amazing what you can learn from from the vantage point of our porch. I have learned more in one year about my neighbors and the community sitting on my porch than I learned in the nine years we lived in our previous house. I am able to discern the rhythm of people’s lives and recognize when there are changes and/or disruptions. It is interesting how relationships evolve slowly and almost imperceptibly. What the front porch provides is proximity. The issue for me is how I will respond. Will I just be an interested observerer?