What a wild weekend! Yesterday we experienced an awesome worship experience, but it almost didn't happen. We have been having public worship at Freedom for about two and a half years. During that time there has been the occasional glitch, but nothing to hard too deal with. Well this weekend we got tested with having several things mess up at once. Without going into all of the details, we had serious keyboard and computer issues that never got completely fixed until Sunday morning. I was just a little bit stressed out by all of it, (o.k. maybe a lot stressed out), but the cool thing was how our team all pitched in to get things right. I am so thankful that God has given each of us different abilities and passions, and that everyone is eager to use them. Ted Roberts and Mark King saved me on Saturday night when I was ready to throw the laptop we use for worship out the window of my truck. Mark Wilson and Jake Ticknor were willing to start Sunday morning very early in order to remedy our keyboard problem. The entire band worked through abnormal circumstances to lead us in worship through music that was great.
Once everything was settled we kicked off a new series of messages based on, The Best Question Ever by Andy Stanley. Here's a quick review for those of you who were at the beach this weekend. The best question ever is: What is the wise thing to do? It's based on
Ephesians 5:15-17. Before making important decisions ask yourself these three questions:
-In light of my past experience, what is the wise thing to do?
-In light of my current circumstances, what is the wise thing to do?
-In light of my future hopes and dreams, what is the wise thing to do?
As I said yesterday, life is really a series of decisions and then living with the consequences of those decisions. I believe if you will truly ask yourself, what is the wise thing to do, your decision making will be revolutionized.
By the way, our weekend wasn't totally stressful. Sherry and I went with Tracy and Paige Burkhalter to Atlanta to see the Braves game on Friday night, and even though the Braves lost we had a ball. Then last night after supper I took the girls to Sonic for treats (I got a yummy peanut butter milkshake), and then came home and sat on the porch with my beautiful wife. We called it our "Mayberry" time, just relaxing, talking, and rocking as the sun goes down. You ought to try it sometime.