Dominoes and the Vision of the Living Stones Church

This video is a physics demonstration using dominoes.

My prayer is that it becomes a working metaphor and illustration for the vision and mission of the Living Stones Church that begins in that little orange brick building that meets at 718 E. Donmoyer Ave.

The Newest Addition to Living Stones

Last year a mama duck built a nest under a bush in an island in our parking lot.  We watched her for weeks sitting there on her eggs.  And then one day – she, and her ducklings – were gone.

This year the mama duck returned.  Yesterday I was leaving the office at 5:00 pm when I noticed movement on the blacktop of the parking lot.  I looked over and the mama duck was leading nine little ducklings through our parking lot, under our fence and off to new adventures.

Chad Newport & Wayne Karner who were working in the Pit came out to watch the show.  Our neighbor in the white house at the back of our property came out with her child.  My wife drove up just as they were leaving the property.  We all snapped photos with our cell phones.

I love nature.  It is delicious!

Honey Duck Recipe

Ingredients

• 1 (4 pound) whole duck, rinsed
• 1 teaspoon chopped fresh basil leaves
• 1 teaspoon chopped fresh ginger root
• 1 teaspoon salt
• 1/2 orange, quartered
• 2 cups water
• 1 cup honey
• 1/2 cup butter
• 1 teaspoon lemon juice
• 1/2 cup undiluted, thawed orange juice concentrate

Directions

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
2. In a small bowl mix together mix together the basil, ginger and salt and sprinkle mixture on inside and outside of duck. Stuff duck with orange quarters and lay in roaster. Add water.
3. In a small saucepan combine the honey, butter, lemon juice and orange juice concentrate. Simmer together over low heat until syrupy; pour a little of the mixture over the duck, saving the rest for basting. Cover roaster.
4. Bake/roast ducks in preheated oven for 30 minutes. Turn duck breast down, reduce heat to 300 degrees F (150 degrees C) and roast covered for another 2 to 2 1/2 hours, or until very tender. If desired, turn duck breast up during last few minutes of cooking, to brown.

Revitalize South Bend Blog

Let me give you another blog you should be checking out.  It is called Revitalize South Bend (*insertpumpfist*).

It’s creator:  The most excellent Beth Harsch.

Listen to its purpose and intent:

As a resident of South Bend, I refuse to believe we’re a ”Dying City,” as a recent article in Newsweek claims. Nor do I care to give credence to Princeton who lists South Bend among the ”College Towns not so Great.”

I believe what many residents of South Bend believe… that this is a generous, caring, innovative community.

My desire is to highlight those people (and groups) in our community who will not let some Newsweek article define them. This is for, and about, those generous, caring and innovative people doing transformational work that improves life in South Bend.

Won’t you join me as we share ideas and resources that can benefit others in our community?

Add it to your blog roll, check out its contents frequently, and COMMENT and engage in the conversation!!

And while you are there should especially check out today’s blog post!!

Growing Up in the 80s vs. Growing Up Today

From: BestEducationDegrees.com

“I’m Pastorman”

Most Pastors I know (including myself) want to believe that by way of identity they are leading a community of faith to change the world through the expansion of the Kingdom of God.  Sounds exciting doesn’t it?  It is (or at least it can be)!  It’s the stuff of superheroes – battling spiritual principalities, rescuing those who have been taken captive to sin and suffering, standing up for truth (and grace)!!!  I practically walk around with a music/movie soundtrack playing in the back of my head – you know…those anthemic intense superhero ones.  ”I’m Pastor-Man!!!” *looks out the window to see if I can see my Pastor-man signal in the sky*

What most pastors don’t want to be is a chaplain to society.  That is a totally different identity.  It doesn’t have anthemic intense superhero music set in the background.  It is more like musak in an elevator.  Boring.  Ignored.  Seemingly unnecessary.  And at times – obnoxious (really…you’re going to set “Everybody Rules the World” by Tears for Fear to Musak!!!!?)

Did you know that cruise ships have a chaplain?  They do.  And they get to enjoy a week-long cruise for free as long as they hold an interdenominational service on Sunday morning and are available should they be needed (guess how many people attend this service on a cruise ship).  Do you know when chaplains on cruise ships are needed?  Never.  I’m going to suggest that every employee on a cruise ship, and I don’t care if you are the lowest rung of the maintenance crew, the kitchen staff, or the housekeeping – is more important than a chaplain on a cruise ship.  You may be tempted to think to yourself, yea, but what if the ship is sinking…I bet you would want a chaplain then.  The answer:  NOPE.  No one in the midst of a sinking ship thinks to themselves, “I wish I had a chaplain.”  What they want is a life boat or someone skilled enough to plug that hole in the side of the ship.  The only time a chaplain comes in handy is at the very end, when all hope is lost, we know we are about to drown…we’ve totally given up…now – someone find a chaplain to say something or pray something because we are about to meet God.

Pastors, if they aren’t careful, can very quickly be relegated by society to chaplaincy.  It happens all the time.  The obligatory prayer before the city council meetings, the invocation at the start of the Little League game, a blessing at some civic dedication ceremony (which by the way…these aren’t bad things…and I’ve done some of them), but ultimately it is a very different function than “Pastor-Man” (I just puffed my chest out as I said that…I’m not sure even when puffed it extends past my belly…dang it!) a leader of God’s people called to change the world.

[More on this later]

The Great Living Stones Debate of 2012

After separating the two deacons who had come to fisticuffs in the lobby, I asked what in the world they were fighting about.  They were both on different sides of the Great Living Stones Debate of 2012…fake-gold-plated offerings trays OR…chicken buckets.  After five deacon meetings, three elder meetings, two congregational meetings, and a phone call to our church’s attorney about proper procedures from our by-laws…we’ve finally settled the Great LSC Debate of 2012 [all of the above is fictitious...like we have an attorney..pfft!...although what is sad is I can totally see this happening in a lot of churches I know].  What is true is that we switched offering trays.

Good-bye fake-gold-plated trays.  HELLO Martin’s Supermarket Chicken Buckets!!

Martin’s Fried Chicken Buckets

Why Martin’s Supermarket Chicken Buckets?  Because Martin’s has the best fried chicken.

I would not call us a “redneck church.”  But we are a “Fried Chicken Church” and those fake-gold-plated trays are about the most highfalutin thing we have and it didn’t match.  So, we’ve pulled out the chicken buckets.  And I’m going to bet if you did some analysis you’d find that our tithes and offerings have actually INCREASED since we made this move.  And do you know why?  Who doesn’t have an impulse to give more to God when the receptacle used to collect such an offering is a fried chicken bucket?  I rest my case.

I am now going to write a book for mega-churches on how they can make more money…based on my chicken bucket fact theory.

A fancy-schmancy offering tray

Not How it Used to Be

It seems like every week I have to sign a form from a Probation Officer to verify that someone’s who is serving an “in-house arrest” sentence can attend worship at the Living Stones Church.  I sign my name and write in the time that they arrive and when they leave.

When we were the Donmoyer Avenue Church of Christ I NEVER once signed such a form.

I like it better now.