A Rolling Stop?

by DanWolgemuth on November 16, 2018

Littered throughout my neighborhood are stop signs. In fact, just about 100 feet north of my driveway is one, and a quarter of a mile south, another that I have traversed hundreds of times over the last 13 years.

While I understand that the octagonal sign says STOP, seldom do I feel compelled to do so. Most often I translate the command into a suggestion to simply slow down and check for inconvenient traffic. It’s embarrassing to admit, but completely true.

A rolling stop. A tap of the brakes. Velocity adjusted, but not eliminated.

Next Thursday is Thanksgiving. A STOP sign.

Across the traffic of life and living, an octagonal sign that suggests a change in speed. An intentional adjustment of velocity. The persistent decision throughout the holiday will be whether I come to a complete stop or merely tap my brakes.

Will I intentionally arrest my thoughts enough to fully and completely engage? Will the volume of cross traffic be irrelevant because I’m not looking for the perfect opportunity to merge.

I’ll be busy. A turkey to grill, a once a year meal to help prepare, grandchildren to tackle, a football to throw… but stopped. Not rolling through. Not momentarily available. No. A full stop. Perhaps even stopped long enough to shift gears. Park, not drive.

A plan for thanksgiving on Thanksgiving. A strategy for laughter and joy.

Vacant moments to be filled with immediate opportunity. Notifications off. Fully present. Agile. Nimble. Engaged. Because I’m not rolling back into traffic.

When I stop, I serve. When I serve, I honor those I love. And when I do that, I steward the love of Jesus in a way that brings him delight… even as it does the same for me.

Happy Thanksgiving. Full STOP.

Not rolling through. Not tapping my brakes. Stopped.

Nourishment for the soul. A feast without calories.

Busy, but stopped. Stopped, but moving in the right direction.

An act of worship. A demonstration of trust. A commitment to love.


In Captivity to be Set Free

by DanWolgemuth on November 9, 2018

As the temperature drops in Colorado so does the obvious food supply for the variety of birds that call our neighborhood their home. So, before Mary hangs her wintertime bird feeder, she wanted to reduce, if not eliminate any potential competition. That means a live animal trap on our deck. And yes, within hours, our first squirrel. Within the first day, two.

As I relocate these critters about five miles from our home, I have a front row seat to captivity. To the anxiety that is produced as these furry tailed animals realize what an ambition for peanut butter has cost them.

Captivity. Confinement.

I typically think of this posture in very negative terms, which is why the words of the Apostle Paul in 2 Corinthians are so profound and provocative.

We destroy arguments and every lofty opinion raised against the knowledge of God, and take every thought captive to obey Christ, (2 Corinthians 10:5 ESV)

Every thought captive.

The King James Version puts it this way… “bringing into captivity every thought”.

Thoughts arrested. Every one. Incarcerated, but not by shame or guilt, but by Holy Spirit infused scrutiny. Each thought interrogated by the God who created us. Every thought under control.

Yes, those thoughts that wake you at 3am and chase your pulse to exercise levels while you lay motionless. Yes, the thoughts that race to a script of destruction or despair. Yes, the selfish, Godless ideas that feed personal pleasure and comfort at the expense of others. Oh yes, the thoughts that presuppose an outcome or behavior simply because of a built-in bias or prejudice. Yes, thoughts anchored in fear. Yes, thoughts birthed from pride. Thoughts no longer running unchecked across our mind. Now brought into captivity.

Scrutinized. Assessed. Challenged.

Many dismissed or dismantled… because Christ has given us power and dominion to incarcerate the destructive thoughts that the Evil One would love to have running unconfined across our heart, mind and soul. But no longer.

For freedom Christ has set us free… (Galatians 5:1a ESV)

Unhealthy and destructive thoughts arrested, now liberty to live is unshackled. Freedom. Our thoughts no longer victimized by pain and regret, by bitterness and anger. Free. By Christ.

Don’t be deceived… your thoughts will scream foul. They will protest vigorously… but you are not captive to them, they are captive to you through Christ. The Warden is on duty. The lock is set.

Every thought. Not as master, but inmate. This is the power of Christ in us. No excuses. No exceptions. Every.

In the middle of the night… at a point of vulnerability… when fear hits like a tsunami. Every thought… captive. And not just relocated but evicted. Replaced…

Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. (Philippians 4:8 ESV)

Thoughts… righteous thoughts… compassionate, selfless and holy thoughts empowered and unleashed.

The trap is set… time to bring every thought into captivity. For the cause of Christ. By the power of Christ. For the glory of Christ.


No Shortcuts

November 2, 2018

On October 22nd I held Mack William Horst in my arms for the first time. He was hours old and beautiful. All 10 pounds and 3 ounces of him. My grandson. As I held him, I stared, and as I stared, I marveled at the magnanimous gift of life. Mack’s mom, our daughter Alli, was […]

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Eddie Daniels III

October 19, 2018

On Wednesday night I received word that Eddie Daniels had been shot. A short time later, he was gone. Eddie, a 15-year-old who frequented our City Life Center in downtown Spokane had been embraced and loved by Jeff Ross, our local site director. In Jeff’s words… “He was like a son to me”. A year […]

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Still Gardner

October 12, 2018

The pre-dinner mingling began at 6PM. The Taylor University Board of Trustees had finished a full day of meetings and it was time for dinner with key members of the Administration. The agenda was simple and scripted. An opening prayer, a few remarks, a beautiful tribute to a 1951 Alum all leading to an 8PM […]

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Juni, on Wednesday

October 5, 2018

It was in mid-August when Mary and I sat with our calendars and worked through an intense Fall schedule. Six Regional Leadership Conferences, all scheduled on weekends, a national Youth For Christ golf event, again, on a weekend. Three board meetings… etc. Our objective in August was to find open days during the week that […]

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A Tale of Neighboring Buildings

September 24, 2018

Within a quarter of a mile of my office are two prominent buildings. Both are substantial, expensive and active. One is the home of the Denver Broncos, the other… the Marvin W. Foote Youth Detention Facility. These two properties are side by side, yet they could hardly be farther apart. One rewards the best moments […]

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September 14, 2018

Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us. (Romans 5:3–5, ESV) High Potential, HiPots. […]

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Remembering Grace…

August 31, 2018

Yesterday would have been Grace Wolgemuth’s 102 birthday. Perhaps they celebrate them in Heaven. Certainly, they have reason to celebrate Grace. Her life and love tugged me back to a Fragment that I wrote shortly after her death in 2010… It was typically the east side door on the Wheaton Evangelical Church where we would […]

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A Kiss for a Prodigal

August 24, 2018

And he arose and came to his father. But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion, and ran and embraced him and kissed him. (Luke 15:20, ESV) In 2009, the Academy Award for the Best Motion Picture of the Year went to Slumdog Millionaire. The story is […]

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