Sometimes God Sends a Dove

When I get the opportunity to lead a session on The Chosen, I tend to pull nuggets from the episode – lines that I find somewhat profound and thought-provoking (although not always scriptural-based or even significant aspects of the plot). In episode 7, there were several, in no particular order:

“Why would he wish that for someone like me?”

“Sometimes God sends a dove. Matthew, that man was your dove.”

“I want to understand things, Mary. Especially the inscrutable things that unsettle me.”

“Bones will still break. Hearts will still break…You could still have lost a baby when you were a fisherman. You just wouldn’t have anybody to turn to.”

“He said it all depends on you.”

“I know you have felt unworthy. Matthew, I know you have felt unworthy…”

“Our lives are often painful, yes? So we think that life is full of scarcity, not abundance. But there are times, when out of nowhere, the world expresses it’s longing to be whole. And suddenly God steps in. And we are called out of our blindness and into redemption.”

“Why would he wish that for someone like me?”

(In Episode 7, Matthew was wondering why an old man gave him his most valuable possession, even though Matthew had turned against his people by enriching himself and becoming a tax collector.)

A few years ago, Alex invited me to join a group of his friends to Man Up, a men’s retreat in northern Michigan sponsored by our church. I felt similarly fortunate as I do today, surrounded by a bunch of cool young men pursuing their faith. At an evening session, a brief demonstration of our relationship to God was shown that has stuck with me. One guy stood on one end of the stage, facing the other with his arms extended, to show God’s posture to us – always there, always ready and eager to accept us – but allowing us to choose. On the other end of the stage, another guy depicted us and showed the choices we have – we can face God, face away from God, walk toward God, etc.

To me, when we feel unworthy, it’s kind of like looking down. We would like to look at God and walk toward him. But we know we’ve screwed up, and we can’t muster up the gumption to look at God, let alone take the first step. We feel that “life is full of scarcity, not abundance”. We think, why would God want to have a relationship with someone like me?

Once we get past that, we can look at God, walk toward him, and embrace Him. Pretty cool spot to be, God holding you, you holding God, your shoulders drop. Free for everybody, no charge. God continues hugging us and turns us so we can hug others at the same time. Even better.

Often, I try to remind the folks of While Flag how great I think they are, and how great I think God thinks they are. Young men, raising families, pursuing careers, helping their communities, and taking time to learn about “the inscrutable things in life” that are hard to understand.

That’s the image I hope to convey to my kids and their kids. I’d like to love them enough that they feel secure enough to love others. Also pretty cool.

But there are times, when out of nowhere, the world expresses it’s longing to be whole. And suddenly God steps in.

By doing this, I hope it’s like the movie Pay It Forward. We help each other feel secure so that we can share the same with others. And no one misses the chance to hug God because they feel they’ve messed up. And if we do it well enough, “…the world expresses it’s longing to be whole…and we are called out of blindness and into redemption.”

That’s why I frequently remind this wonderful group of young men, taking the time at 6:30 am on a Tuesday to figure out the inscrutable things that unsettle us, that they are enough, and they are deserving of God’s love.

When I was a senior at KU, I met with the leader of KU’s Campus Crusade for Christ. I was the president of my fraternity, and he was meeting with leaders on campus. An image he shared one day, under a tree, stayed with me (and Alex used it once as a guest sermon in his church).

The image is a wheel with four spokes, labeled mental, physical, spiritual, and social. The idea is that we need balance in our life. It also points out that you can have too much of anything. We can probably relate to time when we or our friends have had too much mental in their life (working so much that you’re miserable); or social in your life (happened frequently in college); or too much concern about our physical nature (as depicted on about everything on TV). We may not realize that our spiritual spoke can also be too long and throw our wheel out of kilter. We’ve met, and so did Jesus, people who’ve emphasized religion to the point that it has thrown their lives out of balance.

Sometimes, a White Flag member will express regret for not being religious enough, which of course could be true. It also could be true, that this young gentleman is doing a pretty good job of balancing his family, faith, friends and health, and that God is proud of him.

“Bones will still break. Hearts will still break.”

One guy I didn’t hug enough. Craig, one of my best friends, took his life when we were just starting families. Great guy. Loved God, loved others. Maybe didn’t love himself as much as he should. If I had it to do over again, I’d have hugged that guy every day so that he would know I thought he was wonderful. I’m going to try to not make that mistake again.

In Episode 7, Simon lost an unborn child, almost lost his wife, and found he and his wife may not be able to have children, all while Simon was spreading the word of God. He tries to say life was easier when he fished.  John reminded him that Jesus didn’t tell them things would be easy just because we follow God, and said, “You could still have lost a baby when you were a fisherman. You just wouldn’t have anybody to turn to.”  When bones break and hearts break, we need to try to remember that.

“Sometimes, God sends a dove. Matthew, that man was your dove.”

For the record, I think my son in law Jake may lead the league in chatting with people about God in a relaxed, non-confrontational way. Ben leads in numerous ways, including carrying a $20 in his car and knowing the perfect words to say when giving it to someone he doesn’t know. I think I stink at both. I wish I was better.

So, when Jake reached out to me six years ago and said Ben was starting a Tuesday morning Bible study and asked me to join, I said I was in. I was not as close to God at that point as I would like to be.  I attended for a year or so and loved every minute of it. Then I got pulled away by the normal things, job, family, other stuff, and fell out of the habit. For three years. Jake would ask when I was coming back. Drew would take me to lunch and ask when I was coming back. I continued to follow the updates on Group Me, but I had fallen out of the habit in attending. Then Ben sent out a note saying that Jake was going to be leading an episode of The Chosen. Jake and I chatted about it while grilling burgers. He asked me to come. No way I was saying no. I think I’m up to 2-3 years straight (mostly) since then. “Sometimes God sends a dove…”

“I know you have felt unworthy. Matthew, I know you have felt unworthy…”

I think the part I like about this best is the way Mary said this to Matthew twice. He heard her the first time, but he really heard her the second time. And he knew she was right, and he knew this was his biggest obstacle from getting close to God.

This is why I continue to give verbal, and sometimes literal, hugs to the men of White Flag. Because when we feel unworthy, it’s hard on us and our ability to love others. I want you to know that I love you and God loves you enough that you can drop your shoulders. And receive God’s love. And share it with others.

And thanks for sharing your Tuesday mornings with me.

– John Resnik

Who’s Driving the Bus?

By Ben Krehbiel

12/2/22 – I changed my original return flight from NYC (business trip) from 3p to 6a, in order to get back to watch Pierce’s first basketball game of his sophomore year. So it was a bit of a challenge to be up by 3:30a EST, get to the airport and continue a long day of travel with a short layover in Charlotte. I did everything I could to avoid checking a bag so I could zip off the plane on the return to KC. My last several trips have been frustrating on the time it takes to get off the plane to reach my vehicle in long term parking, always waiting on that blue bus that comes allegedly every 15 minutes. Of course I’ve also had more than a couple of times where even though my luggage is carry-on, they run out of space and they check the bag, which totally kills any momentum of getting out of the airport before the others on the plane.

But this day was different. After landing shortly after 11am, I was able to exit the plane in record time with all my luggage in hand, and hoped that it wouldn’t be long for the blue bus. As I approached the single file, small exit door on the secure side of terminal C, a pretty oblivious lady stopped to ask connecting flight information blocking the door. Frustrated, but patiently slipped by and darted through the vestibule hoping that the blue bus hadn’t already made it’s rounds. I looked to the right first and saw nothing, and upon looking left, I saw not one, but two glorious blue buses. And I’m the only soul at the stop. It was too good to be true. I even assumed that the first of the buses would drive right past me, surely it was full. I quickly realized I was the last stop in the circle loop, now realizing I hope I have a seat on either one of them.

As the first blue bus approached within 30 seconds of my arriving at the stop, the driver stopped and opened it’s door. I walked in with complete shock that I was THE ONLY soul on the bus. The bus driver, a large African-American man likely in his 50s, welcomed me, but the 3 minute drive was enjoyed in complete silence.

As we approached the parking lot, the driver asked me what stop I parked at. “One,please” I said.

The driver then asked how my trip went. I said, “Great, Thank you”. Then he continued with ‘..but there’s no place like home, huh?”

I said, “Amen!”

After a short time had passed and as we approached my stop, the driver asked with a smile “Are you a preacher? You look like a preacher!”

This really took me aback, and I responded with an appreciative laugh and said “Not by trade!” I’m sure he could see my smile from ear to ear, having been blessed by this unprovoked compliment, and likely the reminder I needed to Shine His Light.

As he stopped, I grabbed my luggage and walked toward the front of the bus to see his outstretched right hand and I enthusiastically shook his hand. He told me, “Well if I don’t see you again sir, I’ll catch you at the Rapture.”

This phrase was so unexpected and provided a jolt to me as I was inquiring in my mind at warp speed as to what would have provoked this man to use that phrase with me. I’ve been on this bus maybe 100 times in my life, and I cannot recall a single time I was ever on it alone. And his phrase about the rapture took me instantly to assume he attends a church that may speak more readily about end of times than the churches I’ve attended in my life. In spite of all of these thoughts, I was very cognizant that was certainly one of those “God moments” that felt special to me.

As I let go of his hand, I felt a nudge that there was something unfinished. I could have stayed and talked longer, but in many ways, more time with me would have only cheapened this experience for us. I took two steps toward the door and stopped and turned back and said “My name is Ben,” and went back to shake his hand again. “I’m Don” said the driver.

“See ya next time, Don!” I said as I exited the blue bus. Setting my record, by far, from plane landing to being in my car to drive home.

I shared this story first with Erin, then Chuck and Amy Freeman, and then my parents over the course of that weekend. I was energized to see they received this as something special as well, giving me confidence it wasn’t something I’d overstated or magnified for my own joy.

I brought this encounter up with my guys at WhiteFlag to see what they thought too.

They were all too quick to point out Don and The Bus, with obvious similarities to C.S. Lewis “The Great Divorce”. By the end of this telling, I began wondering if I was really on a bus at all. Don and God were the only witnesses.  Regardless, Don injected life in me that day.

And I can’t let the story end without including how special Pierce’s first game was. I made it on time, and he didn’t miss a shot until the 3rd quarter! He hit is first five 3 pointers, including a layup…going 6 for 6 in the first half for 17 points (14 in the 1st quarter). He finished the game with 21, and it was special.

Chad

Reserved for Chad’s story

 

Raw notes/email links:

Date: Mon, 2 Dec 2019 11:50:56 -0600
From: Ben Krehbiel <Ben@krehbiel.org>
Subject: Re: WhiteFlag: Tues@6:30a – Day of Thanksgiving
To: Chad Davis <davischad155@gmail.com>

Awesome awesome awesome.

Fantastic. Love the way God works. How wild is it that we pick your Tuesday a few weeks ago and cbs airs that story yesterday ahead of us.

DO NOT TEMPER YOUR FAITH— I’ve made this VERY INVITATIONAL and we may have some non believers joining us tomorrow. Do your thing baby. The spirit of WhiteFlag is non-threatening (and yet unapologetic), when it comes to our faith. Can’t wait. But I wanted to give you a heads up there may be some new folks there. While they may not believe, they have interest in our group and definitely your testimony. Thx brother for doing this!!!

On Dec 2, 2019, at 9:33 AM, Chad Davis <davischad155@gmail.com> wrote:
Whoa Ben!

Thanks for sharing this, this is the same bone disease that I have.

I’m humbled by this young man, I really don’t know what to say beyond that.

It’s kind of a mic drop when you put this with the two talks.  You get the who, how and why of my life!  What I hope to accomplish tomorrow is encourage others to connect their faith, and scars, to their Spiritual Gifts in order to be better equipped to share with others the message of hope to those that struggle in this world.

It takes us all to the next phases in our lives:  1) What’s in a (our) name and 2) Where do we go from here?

See you in the morning!

Chad

—– Forwarded message from Ben Krehbiel <Ben@krehbiel.org> —–
Date: Mon, 2 Dec 2019 07:00:39 -0600
From: Ben Krehbiel <Ben@krehbiel.org>
Subject: Reminder: WhiteFlag: Tuesday@6:30a  (Chad Davis leading — incredible adversity and faith message)

Guys- Just a reminder for tomorrow. We will discuss Chads two messages below and likely this related story that aired yesterday —

This CBS Sunday story was really good. About Shriners Hospitals spokesman Alec, who has a bone disease that he’s endured over 60 broken bones in his young 17 years of life. Pretty special spirit.
8 min video        https://www.cbsnews.com/news/alec-cabacungan-spokesperson-for-shriners-hospitals-for-children/
Ben
913.205.2511

From: ben@krehbiel.org <ben@krehbiel.org>
Sent: Friday, November 29, 2019 11:32 AM
Subject: WhiteFlag: Tuesday@6:30a (Chad Davis leading — incredible adversity and faith message)
Happy Thanksgiving! Hope you have a great weekend!

On Tuesday we will be lead by Chad Davis — who shares an amazing and inspirational story of his life. There are two short messages that will best equip you for the conversation Tuesday morning (but not required).

1) Faith  https://www.spreaker.com/user/10025143/12-30-18-lifebridge-faith-w-chad-davis  (direct MP3 download: https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/16638200/12_30_18_lifebridge_faith_w_chad_davis.mp3 ) — starts at the 1:15 mark.
Chad shares his incredible story of adversity, having been born with a bone disease that lead to an astonishing ‘over 200’ broken bones suffered in his lifetime.I often think about what we are doing with our talents and gifts, and from my perspective…Chad is at the top of his game.

2) Scars  https://www.spreaker.com/user/10025143/6-2-19-lifebridge-leaving-bigfootprints- (direct MP3 download: https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/18230637/6_2_19_lifebridge_leaving_bigfootprints_scars.mp3 ) — starts at the 2:35 mark.

If you have to arrive late or leave early, no worries! We will discuss these on Tuesday! Feel free to forward this onto a friend!
The coffee is on me this week 😉

On the fringe…

Chapter dedicated to stories of WhiteFlag ‘on the fringe/outskirts’ of our impacts/etc.

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(Ben-~August 2019) Guys—I’ve thought of you/WhiteFlag EVERY DAY this week and I have to share what happened Tuesday morning as we were closing. A young man, Jesse, beat us to one of the tables we use to join to the larger table each week before 6:30a. It felt a little odd to sit at our table because surely we were going to disrupt his space, as he had a laptop AND tablet laid out on that small table. I ignored a nudge to invite him and/or apologize for invading…and WhiteFlag discussion commenced. With about 5 minutes left we were wrapping up and I asked our group if anyone had anything they wanted to get off their chest. A few silent moments later, who we now know as Jesse chimed in and said “Guys, I just want you all to know what you guys are doing here is really inspiring. It’s great to see such genuine, respectful, engaging discussion on real life. I came here to get work done before my wife’s grandmothers funeral, and (something about this has positively impacted my day).

That’s what I love about this group. We know we don’t have all the answers, but find connection and community as we strive to use God’s/Jesus’ Light to help us take a step towards being better men, fathers, sons, friends, coworkers, people. You are Shining His Light.

Bulletproof

WhiteFlag discussed gun violence on Tuesday, August 8, 2019. We ended with a letter my dad wrote to capture an incredible event in the workplace.

 

October  31, 2018  (Brad)

Josh had been doing very well as my replacement as sales manager at Transportation Products, Inc (TPI).  In many respects I thought he was doing a better job than I did.  He was putting to good use his 15 years of manufacturing experience at TPI and refused to sell windows that were tough to build, not hesitating to tell small customers the windows they had been buying are obsolete, and moving them into mainstream  models.  Sometimes bordered on being an ass, but sales didn’t suffer and it greatly simplified things for a young unmotivated Conecuh county Alabama workforce.

Our time together as I trained him turned us into work buddies. I knew he had a quick temper but never realized the problems he was facing.  After a year and a half into the job it culminated with an explosion in his Dad’s office….(his daddy’s office…for this is the Deep South  and that’s the vernacular used…. always sounded very immature to me, but I continually hear it from men of all ages)  Jason, the company President was in the office as well, the only voice of reason I overheard.  The explosion really elevated and I was wondering what the hell had happened.  It culminated with Josh screaming  “I quit, all I ever wanted was to feel loved” followed by threats to kill them…Josh left the building yelling and slamming everything as he hit the door.

A minute or so later his brother Brent came running into the office shouting “Josh is in his truck with a gun and shaking something awful.”

As I walked down the hall to go check on Josh, I nervously smiled to myself with a quick prayer…Lord, I’ve often joked about being bullet proof since the installation of a defibrillator in my chest, I pray that isn’t tested today.

Approaching Josh’s converted low rider pickup, he held a pistol under his chin and was shaking uncontrollably.  Not remembering all the details, I cautiously neared his truck and said something trying to soothe him.  He responded, “step back, I don’t want to get this mess all over your clothes”.  I was at a complete loss what to say, and silently asked God for guidance.  Josh mumbled, “I really fucked up this time”.  He kept repeating it while he slowly rocked in his driver’s seat, still shaking.  I objected with something like,  “Josh, I don’t know what you’re talking about, but nothing is unfixable”.  He was adamant it couldn’t be fixed.  “Josh, God loves you and it’s no problem for him to fix if you let him.”  I reached thru the open door of the truck and put my hand on his shoulder and kept saying “Jesus loves you” because I couldn’t think of anything else to say.

Still shaking he lowered his pistol somewhat, but his shaking kept it waving around.  He asked me to get his cell phone off his desk so he could call his son.  I asked for his gun but he ignored my request.  He assured me he would stay in the truck.  I went to his office and got the phone.  As I returned less than a minute later, I noticed a gun clip on the ground below the step sill of the truck.  I fumbled the exchange when handing Josh the phone, dropping it on the floor of the pickup.  As I bent down to retrieve the phone, I picked up the gun clip with my off hand and slipped it into my pocket.  Josh was still shaking violently and couldn’t press the right keys to make the call.  I was grateful not thinking it was a good idea anyway, and thankful he didn’t ask me to make the call.

With the gun clip secured in my pocket, I  was a little more bold in my movements around Josh.  When the waving of the pistol pointed in my direction I’d ask him to watch where he pointed it.  I  again put my hand on his shoulder and repeated he was going  to be alright, that I loved him and Jesus loved him.  He was sobbing.  After awhile, he seemed to calm and said he was going to leave.  I told him I couldn’t let him go with the gun.  He had another request.  His key ring was somewhere in his office and it had all his keys on it.  He couldn’t remember exactly where it was, but I told him I wouldn’t take him into the office until he gave me the pistol.  He handed me the gun and unsteadily got out of the truck.  I slipped the pistol into the back pocket of my jeans and steadied him as we walked to the office.

Thankfully, the office workers made themselves scarce, and with Josh’s office near the front door, we found the key ring and exited without confronting anyone.  Josh had calmed enough to remove his work keys from the ring and handed them to me.  He crawled back into his pickup  and  drove off painfully slow.  I kept thinking I shouldn’t have let him leave but was clueless on what to do.

The next time I saw Josh was in December in Church at a faith based rehab center.   He greeted us warmly. The center of his problems turned out to be a drug addiction few were aware of, but those closest to him suspected.   He proclaimed his salvation and appeared to be doing well.  It will be a continual struggle, and we pray he will keep Christ as his center.  At Christmas time,  Josh walked away from the rehab center, saying he couldn’t take it anymore.  While our concern grew,  I was told he got a job with the gas company in Evergreen,  got divorced, and moved in with his mother.  Continued prayers.

I haven’t thought much about that Halloween day last year, but in recounting these events,  I’m thankful to God for many things.  Only working a few days a week in semi-retirement, I’m thankful I was at work that day.  I’m so grateful to God that he kept me calm.  I’m grateful Josh couldn’t make the call to his junior high age son, because I’m afraid had he I would have so regretted getting his phone. I’m grateful he showed me instantly how to secure the gun clip without notice, wonderful fumbilitis. And I’m even grateful for my lack of knowledge of semi-automatic pistols…. Being clueless that a gun without the clip can still have a bullet in the chamber.

Sheer Lierz

(Ben Krehbiel)

It was June 25, 2019. I had a plan laid out for discussion, until God got in the way.

That Sunday a few weeks back (June 16) when RezWest pastor Jason Gant promoted the MensGroups, I had someone just SHOW UP because they heard him mention it.  It was awesome. Eric Lierz is the one who came.

He arrived and our topic was on generosity…and then adversity/challenges – it happen to be one week after Jason spoke to our group.  After about 40 minutes of witnessing the genuineness and vulnerability that these group of men present, Eric—his first day in our group– he tells us he and his wife just found out their pregnancy is highly likely Downs Syndrome (he confirmed it the next Tuesday). It was a jaw dropping moment. He said he had NO intention of sharing. But God is awesome.

The FIRST person to speak up in the group of 12 that morning was a guy that had not been coming for months until the week before—Scott Dumler (who was on Megyn Kelly as his wife overcame essentially a terminal disease/cancer). He didn’t jump to his wife overcoming it…he started with his story – a guy that was casual about God. He reluctantly was apart of a short term mens group in Catholic Church he attends….the terrible news hit, and his mensgroup ‘took over’ in overwhelming support…He pleaded what Pastor Adam has said for years—the myth that ‘God Won’t Give You More Than You Can Handle’ — Scott Dumler said that actually God is proof that WE CANT HANDLE IT…the ‘gap/difference’ was his support group, and focus on prayer/family/priority.

THE SECOND person to speak up, Lance Huggins, drew on his own experience, and mentioned how loving two girls afflicted with Downs have been in their church (Kaw Prairie). Amazing story.

Then another amazing thing happened. Chad Davis (LifeBridge UMC). Chad’s height is limited due to a degenerative bone disease. When Chad was 9 months old, his father playfully tossed him in the air and caught him (harmlessly like many dads do)…he broke 6 ribs and clavicle when he caught him. That’s how they discovered his bone disease. CHAD spoke up and told Eric (and all of us) – MY WHOLE LIFE HAS BEEN SPECIAL NEEDS. My parents had a choice to put me in a bubble and protect me, or LET ME LIVE! Thankfully they chose to LET ME LIVE.

I’m CONSTANTLY CHARGED BY THIS GROUP. ITS CONTAGIOUS. GOD IS WORKING IN US IN AMAZING WAYS.  VERY HIGH CONNECTIVITY here.

WHAT’s really crazy to me is that I’ve had Chad on my email list since December when one of my buddy’s from LifeBridge asked me to put him on. Then I attended LifeBridge only because my buddy said that Chad was delivering the message (on adversity/scars/etc).  After the message I introduced myself, connected with him…and he hasn’t missed a week since that early May.

AND THE BEST PART TO ME IS, here I am (slightly) praising myself for getting Chad so involved recently….until I realize God’s fingerprints are ALL OVER THIS….He nudged me to go to LifeBridge to connect with Chad because HE KNEW the ‘morning stranger’ (Eric) needed him.  I’m sure my attempts to connect these dots may be offensive to what God has planned for each man in this group….but MAN IS THIS FUN.

This group gets to see on NEARLY a weekly basis how the ‘Body of Christ’ works…encouragement, prayer, brotherhood, vulnerability to share. Amazing. And the last will be first and the first will be last—amazing, amazing Joy.

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My private email to Eric later that day:

From: Ben Krehbiel <Ben@Krehbiel.org>
Sent: Tuesday, June 25, 2019 5:59 PM
To: Eric Lierz <Eric.Lierz@gmail.com>
Subject: WhiteFlag: REFLECTIONS on our group (below)

Eric, can’t tell you how great it was to meet you this morning. Chad, has only been attending for 3 weeks, and I feel like he was supposed to be there for you this morning. I’m so impressed you took the nudge to show up this morning without any expectations of what this was all about.

I don’t want to overwhelm you, and you don’t owe us anything. Know you are always welcome any chance you can make it.

Call me anytime. Prayers for your family continue.

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(my letter to WhiteFlag for preparations June 25)

But for Tuesday – please reflect back on the past few weeks of discussion (televangelists, generosity, inspiration), and bring an impactful experience you’ve had in your life that you’d be willing to share.

Answer this question:

  • Reflect back on your childhood, adolescence, young adulthood and beyond — what experiences did you learn that helped shaped the person you are today?
    • We’ve talked about ‘father/son’ stories in the past, and that’s certainly a great place to start…but expand to what other figures in your life have shaped your makeup. Or alternatively, what inspiration have you played in serving/coaching/mentoring someone else?

Prepare this week with some scripture to contemplate:

  1. Deuteronomy 15 (specifically 1-11, but the whole chapter is great. Chuck will be proud of you for remembering the ‘canceling of debts every 7 years’) https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Deuteronomy+15&version=NIV
  2. Proverbs 11:22-25 (specifically 24-25, which I don’t remember because I kept thinking of the gold ring in  pig’s snout…) https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=proverbs+11&version=NIV
  3. Matthew 6 is awesome. Wow. I should list this one first on the reading list. Initially I was thinking ‘Treasures in Heaven 19-24’ but the WHOLE THING is awesome. Includes the Lords Prayer. https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=matthew+6&version=NIV

So bring your experiences to share. Reflect and pray on your childhood…and beyond. And while in prayer ask for your heart to soften and for revelation to give thanks to those that help formed you…and your experiences.

If nobody shares, it’ll just give me a chance to preach on Matthew 6 for the remainder of the hour. Hahaha. I’ll be ready. Matthew 6 is awesome.