Social Media… Fad or Revolution? You Decide.

The impact of social media on our everyday lives is truly unbelievable. We cannot reach people in this age with methods that works ten years ago. It is a target rich environment. Eternity is on the line. Our message must remain the same, but our methods must change if we are going to be effective at reaching this generation for the Kingdom of God.

What do YOU think? How will this affect how YOU do ministry? If you know me, you know that I am ALWAYS looking for a chance to brag on my pastor, John Leach. I LOVE that the heart of my pastor and at JFC is to create a “church without walls.” We offer audio and video podcasts, multiple service times and campus locations, and just recently have begun streaming our services live on our website (www.JFC.org for those of you interested in more info). One of our first demos of the live streaming  service, we had people tuning in from all over the world… did you see that? ALL OVER THE WORLD.  That is a spiritual impact we cannot accomplish inside the walls of our church. If we want to reach this generation, we’ve got to get the good news out to where the people are at.

One stat on this vid states that those searching for social media i.e. Facebook, Twitter, etc. OUTNUMBER those searching for porn 2 to 1!!! That’s a LOT of people. We cannot just wait for people to come to us in this culture. We must be able to meet them where they are at. Church without walls. I LOVE IT!!!

Life After November 26th

For those of you who may not know, my life has CHANGED.

I used to feel invincible. I used to be able to rely on myself. I used to be unaware of my pride. I used to feel as if nothing was impossible for me.

It was nine months ago TODAY that I was in a terrible motorcycle accident that has left me with constant pain, a heavy limp, an irreparable PCL knee ligament, an unstable knee joint, nerve damage, a destroyed, repaired, and now fused hip socket, and severely limited mobility.

Before the accident, I was an avid backpacker, hiker, fourteener explorer, camper, mountain biker, rock climber, snowboarder, and soccer player. I don’t know if a day will come that I will ever be physically able to do these things again.

But I have learned a few things along this undesired and definitely unexpected path. I know that God is still God. My wife still needs her husband. My kids still need their Dad. And teenagers in Denver still need someone to connect them to Jesus. Here are just a few of the other lessons I’ve learned along this challenging and difficult journey:

Faith Is The Ability To Trust God When You Can’t Trust God.

The lyrics to an old gospel song, “when you can’t trace His hand, trust His heart” have been in my head and heart through these trying months. As Philip Yancey writes in his book “Disappointment with God,” the true test of Job was whether or not he would still love God even in the middle of the chaos and pain. Faith is not a casual belief in something you are already convinced of. No! Faith is holding onto something you can’t prove, verify, or even at times… TRUST. This is the furnace in which true, unwavering, unshakable faith is forged.

Everything In This Life Comes to Pass

Luke 2:1 tells us that, “it came to pass.” God desires to see how we handle these trying circumstances as they pass us. They aren’t permanent. They aren’t forever (even though it seems like it!) The truth is everything is in a continual state of change. In reality, the only constant IS CHANGE. Give it enough time, and it WILL pass. I have learned, no matter what it is, to continually fight to remind my soul, “This TOO shall pass.”

Perspective Is Everything

I must admit that I continually agonize over the loss of many of the skills and abilities I used to take for granted before my accident. There are MANY things I may never be able to participate in again. Jogging is painful. Hiking is a hefty challenge. Cleaning the garage is thoroughly EXHAUSTING. I CAN’T get my shoes on by myself. My handicapped parking permit is PERMANENT. Snowboarding is out of the question. Yes, this is ALL true. Nevertheless I also have a family who loves me. I work at a church that backs and supports me. I have a job that I LOVE. Even on my worst days, I STILL HAVE COUNTLESS THINGS TO BE THANKFUL FOR. It is these positives – the countless blessings – that the apostle Paul was referring to when he instructed the Christians at Philippi, to “think about such things.” I am attempting to do likewise.

In The Darkest Moments Of Life, A Good Friend Is More Valuable than Gold.

In all of his wisdom, King Solomon spoke of the comradeship, kinship, and deep support that come from friendship. “But pity the man who has no one to help him up… A cord of three strands is not easily broken.” Thanks to my Mom & Pop, Lori Fox, Scott Nockels, Brian Kinney, James Shackelford, Justus Vaccaro, Jack Gelley, Pastor John Leach and my hero and consummate partner through this life – my amazing wife Holly. Without you, I honestly don’t know if I could have ever made it through those darkest moments of my soul.

The Mind Is A Powerful Friend or Foe.

I would like to say that in the midst of terrible physical struggles, I have steadfastly remained positive and uplifting in my mental outlook of the future. The truth is, there have been many, many, many days that I feel defeated, discouraged, depressed, dark, despondent (ok, enough of the “D” words), beaten down, hopeless, overrun, overwhelmed, and overcome. I want to “throw in the towel,” so to speak and just crawl under a blanket and forget the world. I have experienced times so dark that I could almost feel the cloud of despair surrounding my soul. I have heard the distant whisperings of my heart telling me it was not worth going on, that it would be better for me to end it all and take the easy way out of the pain and trials I have endured. Though these times, I have learned that my mental choices determine whether these moments will last a few minutes, a few days, or more. Whether I think I can, or I think I cannot, I have found that either way I have been right. Though I haven’t always prevailed with right thinking, as any good boxing referee knows, “you ain’t out until you stop getting back up!” I’m STILL choosing to “GET BACK UP.”

I Am Content.

Philippians 4:12,13… “I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.” Yes, there are still many moments in my life that this is more of a “faith statement” than truth of belief, but I continue to strive for this fruit to be alive and active in me. For, “I can do everything through Him who gives me strength.”

Don’t Take Stuff For Granted.

I understand that the phraseology of this point may seem vague to some, but I have learned that EVERYTHING is precious. Who knows when you will no longer have your sight, or touch, or your favorite activities, or the enjoyment of that perfect couch, or contentment with those who are closest to you? Be grateful for everything. ENJOY. DELIGHT. EMBRACE. TREASURE. For tomorrow they may be gone.

Despite Our Circumstances, The Calling Does Not Change.

I am of the strong opinion that the event of November 26, 2008, and the following months of recovering did not take God by surprise. Even in the midst of what I consider a truly challenging, compromised level of the life compared to what I used to live, I am still held accountable before God to fulfill His divine and distinct calling and purpose for my life. It was Gandolf in Lord of the Rings who called out the true nature of one who was born for greatness. “Leave behind the ranger. BECOME who you were BORN to BE!” Each of us has a calling upon our lives. It is not by accident or mistake. God does not pass out exceptions for tough times or mulligans for bumpy roads. HIS CALLING REMAINS. SO MUST I.

If you have found this blog entry to be helpful to you, I welcome you to listen to a message I shared months ago as I began this long slow road towards recovery. It is entitled, “Finding Hope In The Brokenness.” You can download it for free at iTunes, search “The Red Experience.” Thank you.

Experiences from the Hospital

I think one of the most insignificant, yet thoroughly frustrating parts of my recovery process from the injury is having to drive down to the hospital every couple of months, battling traffic, wrestling for a parking spot, and then standing at registration, in a line longer than the wait for Space Mountain at Disneyworld. But there is no exciting destination for this line… Just more waiting, more lines. You see, here at Denver Health, watching paint dry is considered one of the “faster” services they offer. Getting seen by a Dr. on the other hand… well, hopefully you have penciled in “All Day” on your calendar.

Ok. I apologize for my little tirade here. Enough ranting… I’m finally done with my doctor’s appt. Now I can go spend some time doing something I do love… Youth ministry. Thank you Jesus.

Quick Quip

News Headline: AIG is currently being rebranded as AIU.

“180 billion dollars and all you come up with is AIU? Talk about buying a vowel.” – Jon Stewart as quoted on The Daily Show

Navigating Leadership Transitions

THE LAST FEW MONTHS  HAVE BEEN INCREDIBLY TRYING MOMENTS OF MY SOUL. In the midst of one of the most difficult seasons for me personally, many of the people whom I have dearly loved in our ministry have “thrown in the towel” and left our ministry leadership team.

I take it personally. Maybe I shouldn’t. Maybe I need to keep people at arms length. But I can’t. I’m just not wired that way.

My leadership team is my ministry FAMILY. When someone leaves (out of character issues, or “its just time to move on”) I cannot help but feel deeply wounded at their departure; like something has torn loose in my HEART.

I RECENTLY CAME ACROSS THE FOLLOWING THOUGHT-PROVOKING STATEMENT FROM TD JAKES ON THIS TOPIC:
“If we are to avoid disappointment as pastors, we must adjust our expectations to the reality rather than the IDEAL of ministry. Idealistically, we think we have found a place of fulfillment in the pastorate. Idealistically, we believe if we lay down our lives for the sheep, we will be applauded. The truth is, the shepherd is only a steward of the sheep. The sheep are being reared for a purpose – and that purpose is neither camaraderie nor friendship. The flock will not give you a sense of family. If you expect that, then you will end up feeling betrayed. They will not give you intimacy or affection. They will take from your scarred and bleeding hands direction without affection, guidance without commitment…”

Somewhat discouraging? Yes. But it is this last line of Jakes’ statement that gives me hope:

“…Only those who make the transition from SHEEP to DISCIPLES begin to feel any level of loyalty – and that is the direct result of discipline.”

Not EVERYONE is called to be a long-term member of your flock. Some God has called only for a temporary season. When it is time, they WILL leave.

Most of the time YOU can’t change them… They are who they are – Sheep or Disciples. Our job as leaders is not to mourn over the ones who go, but to SEEK OUT the ones who desire to be disciples and offer them opportunities to take up spiritual ownership in the ministry.

If you are going to be an effective shepherd, pastor, or spiritual leader, you must be able to differentiate between the two. If you confuse the makeup of you flock, it will only lead to DISCOURAGEMENT and feelings of inadequacy as a pastor and leader.

“So Others May Live” ::Friday Night at Coram Deo 09

It is almost 1:30a, Saturday, June 6th. I had hoped to go to bed and forget the nagging reminder to blog this, but I have been unable to shake this moment. I am beyond any accumulation of words to describe what God has done at our Coram Deo camp so far. I am simply soaking up the memories of what God did tonight. Thank you Jesus that all of the work, discussion design, late nights editing video, moments wrestling with God over direction, and frustration with trying to coordinate such a grand event have paid off. I am exhausted to be sure… In the last 33 hours, I have slept 2 of them.

But in this spiritually soaked stupor of contentment, I am reminded of one of my all-time favorite quotes of history. Vince Lombardi, an incredible visionary coach once said to his team, “I firmly believe that any man’s finest hour – his greatest fulfillment to all he holds dear – is that moment when he has worked is heart out in a good cause and lies exhausted on the field of battle – victorious.”

Thank you Jesus, that we are being victorious. I have nothing but gratefulness, joy, and delight overwhelming my soul at this moment. Living off of nothing but Mountain Dews (and the food my INCREDIBLE armor-bearer Lori Fox has brought me), I have seen God move in such sweet, sovereign healing ways tonight.

Allow me to jump briefly back to the planning stages of this camp… I honestly didn’t know if we would ever be able to break even on our numbers to pay our contract with the camp. We began this registration journey over 8 weeks ago and were setting a goal of 80-90 people. In my heart I really wanted to see over 100, but I thought I might want to rein this in due to the reality and challenges of our current economy. As each week crawled closer to our big week, the students sign ups continued to roll in again and again, eventually even exceeding my “high goals.” We had to reset our T shirt count 3 times, had to reorder tokens, and have still gone over the top with our turnout. I don’t want to give this number as a sign of achievement, because at the end of the day, it is NOT about the numbers, but about the life change, but… by the grace of God we have almost 160 people with us at camp. God is good.

As always, our Rap Groups were top notch. Our services have flowed well. Worship has been great. And God has showed up in wonderful ways. But tonight was just unreal. I desperately wanted to connect my kids with the idea of sacrificing our lives SO OTHERS CAN LIVE. Stepping out on somewhat of a risk, I opted NOT to speak tonight, but to instead play a video. I spent several hours editing down the movie “The Guardian.” I used the scenes and dialogue of the movie to build my spiritual case. As the finale of the night nearer, God said, “Not that way.” With only moments before I was to step up and bring us into a time of focused prayer at the altar, God changed everything.

At that moment, you could just feel the presence of God in our little chapel. It was so think and sweet. You could sense such a powerful move of God upon us as many of the students were not only in tears, but their sobs could be heard through the room. As I took the stage and turned, I saw countless figures hunched over, move by the healing work of God, actively in pursuit of them. We took a few moments to make sure God was leading, and then changed our service direction to match.

I can still hear the David Crowder song playing as we closed with… “Never Let Go.” I just talked briefly through an understanding that no matter WHAT happens to you, no matter what you have done, no matter where you are at with God, no matter if you life has turned out the way you expected or not, no matter if you have let go of God, GOD WILL NEVER LET YOU GO OF YOU.

The response was nothing short of amazing. Students praying for students. Tears. Healing words. Holy Spirit comfort. A room full of orange Glowsticks for Jesus. Conversations about important things. Lives changed. Restoration. Release. Freedom. New Life. Lifted Burdens. New Commitments. Released guilt and shame. One sovereign move of God.

Over an hour after the “altar call” time had begun, as things we beginning to wind down, someone said to me, “Hey, good job tonight. It was awesome.” That is when I realized… I didn’t feel responsible or feel that I could TAKE responsibility for ANYTHING that took place at the altars because I hadn’t anticipated it. My plans were in a different direction entirely. God had orchestrated this response completely… I had simply listened. SO… I guess YES, I will take full responsibility for listening. To God, I give the rest of the props.

I’m just lying on the field of battle…

“Go Deeper” ::Thursday Night of Coram Deo 09

Thursday Night service opened up our Coram Deo 09. We kicked it off walking through our summer camp theme: Go Deeper.

It is a spiritual challenge to all of us, no matter where we are at with our Christianity, to go deeper in our relationship with God.

You see, God wants us in the CENTER of His river of living water, where the water is over your head… there you must rely completely on Him. Unable to do it on your own, you’re immersed in Him. That is where joy is found…in the MIDDLE of the river.

Not on the EDGES, where you can choose COMPROMISE, but in the CENTER of His will – Kept at a distance from the temptations on the banks. But it is your choice to go deeper. To walk into the water where eventually you’re completely immersed. Saturated. Soaked. Drenched. Completely covered in His presence.

But instead, tragically many of us do linger in the SHALLOWS, with less than what God intends for us to have. You play it safe on the banks, trying to convince yourself that you are experiencing everything God has for you… but the truth is you only have your TOE in the water. Maybe you are content with that, just getting a tiny touch from God…

Ezek. 47:1 tells us, “Now [the Spirit of God] brought me back to the entrance to the Temple. I saw water [trickling] out from under the Temple porch to the east…” (MSG & NASB)

This word in Ezekiel “trickling,” comes from a word indicating a jar, or something with a narrow mouth. It’s the idea of just getting a little dribble…

But watch the progression here as Ezekiel’s prophecy unfolds…

Ez 47:2-6 [the Spirit of God] then took me out through the north gate and led me around the outside to the gate complex on the east. The water was gushing from under the south front of the Temple. He walked to the east with a measuring tape and measured off fifteen hundred feet, leading me through water that was ankle-deep. He measured off another fifteen hundred feet, leading me through water that was knee-deep. He measured off another fifteen hundred feet, leading me through water waist-deep. He measured off another fifteen hundred feet. By now it was a [rushing] river over my head, water to swim in, water no one could possibly walk through.

Perhaps you are just standing on the bank or have a shallow “Ankle-Deep” relationship with God right now. Maybe you have gone with God into a “Knee-Deep” or “Waist-Deep” walk with Him. Whatever the case, we see from this passage that God is calling all of us, at whatever place we are at with Him, to Go Deeper.

Darlene Zschech, at a Hillsong worship conference in 2004 said it this way:

“You’ve got to get back out into the deep water and grab onto God, because you know if He doesn’t come through, you are going to drown. That’s where you need to be.”

Building a Team… Is it worth it?

LET ME PUBLICALLY CONFESS THAT I HATE ASKING FOR HELP. I figure if I can do it myself, why should I ask someone else to do it? I feel like I am being a burden and inconveniencing others when I ask for their help in my ministry. Yet God is slowly teaching me to see leadership and teamwork differently.

Since my motorcycle accident, I have been unable to do many of the things I used to be able to do on my own. What I can do, I do much slower than I used to. When I do something, I tire out much quicker than I used to. Because of these factors, I have been “forced” by God to evolve and develop my leadership skills to include others in a greater way. Here is what I have learned so far about equipping others and building a team:

01. Building a Team is a Vulnerable Process.

True leadership requires you to rely on others. A good team is one that takes ownership and carries the load. A great team is also one that becomes a close-knit community and family. But what do you do when seasons change? Eventually people WILL step down from even the greatest of teams.

The truth is, even though I try not to, I take it personally. Any time someone leaves my team, even if it is for a valid reason, I take it personally. It wounds me. But I have learned that if I close my heart off to others so as to protect my heart from being hurt in the future, I greatly limit my ability to be – a leader.

02. Building a Team Exposes My Insecurities.

When you begin building a team, you will encounter people who can do things better than you can. People who are more gifted, more charismatic, more creative, and more effective in different arenas than you are. How you deal with your insecurities is vitally important to the growth of your team.

I have struggled at times not wanting to bring someone onto my team for fear that they will “one-up” me in one area or another. I have learned though, that the greatest leaders are surrounded by people who can do things better than the leader. I strive to be that kind of leader.  I strive to have that kind of team.

03. Building a Team is One of the Most Fulfilling Endeavors I Can Accomplish as A Leader.

Yes, people will hurt you. Yes, people will let you down. Yes, people will forget to show up, lack passion, grate on your nerves, and at times poorly represent your team and vision. But PEOPLE are the only way you will ever see your vision grow. Without others, your vision will never be more than a dream.

And when you begin to build your team, you will ALWAYS find those people who remind you “this is why I do what I do.” – People who replenish you… People who carry the vision for you when you are too tired to carry it for yourself… People who inspire you to keep going, when inwardly you are only thoughts away from “throwing in the towel”… People who will blow away your expectations with their passion and creativity to do things you could not even imagine doing yourself…. And people who will be Aaron and Hur to hold up your arms, Moses, when the call and visions of God is beyond your ability to handle on your own. Yes, building a team is a challenge… but a fulfilling one. Is it worth it? … ABSOLUTELY!

To Alliance, I am grateful that you allow me to be your leader.

And to some of my “armorbearers,” whether you know it or not… Lori, Steve, Paul, Hosanna, Katie, Allysia… Thank you for holding my “arms” when I don’t have the strength to do it on my own. I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH.

This is the Day…

“This is the day the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it.”

It has been almost a year now since my last post. “Life” has happened so extensively, so quickly, so heavily… I cannot begin to recount it all in this entry. I hope to share my journey in upcoming entries, but for now – something about this verse spurred me to return to my blog this evening.

Perhaps it is because I simply feel compelled to write something after such an extended absence.

Perhaps it is because I feel finally ready to share with the world the journey I have been in these last few exceptionally difficult months.

Perhaps it is because God is revealing “deep things” to me that will have a lasting spiritual impact on others who read this.

But at the moment, it is because it is 12:30a in the morning, I have just finished 5 arms-only laps in the pool at my gym, I have only had to take 1 Vicodin day, my office hours felt productive and spiritually impact-ful, and I feel as if life may be slowly creeping along the long road back in the direction of “normal.”

I feel as if I’m on a turbulent, unsettling, awkwardly-jarring rollercoaster ride where I don’t know if tomorrow will be smooth and breezy, or involve a giant corkscrew plunge to the bottom.

I write this almost as if to cement this moment between me and God… An uncertain moment of certainty that no matter what happens… (Job 1:21) everything WILL turn out ok.

And for this moment… I REJOICE

Amazing Race

In the last 80 hours, we have gone from LA, to Las Vegas, to Denver, to Chicago, and back to Denver. We just got back to make it to our first JV youth service as the new pastors. Wow. It has been crazy exciting. More to come once I’ve gotten a little rest…