There is a little boy from Evansville named Keegan Chupp. I've never met him or his parents Beth & Ryan, but they go to my church. Well, kinda. See, Keegan has medullablastoma. This poor baby even had a stroke before he was born. He was diagnosed with brain cancer at the age of 7 1/2 months. You can read more about him at http://karingforkeegan.blogspot.com/
His family is getting ready to head to NYC for his second round of treatments. The first worked, but the cancer came back - I believe in his spinal fluid. This poor family has already been through so much, and now they're having to fight this again. I'm pleading with you to check out www.bbqbenefit.com. Some of our friends are having a BBQ Benefit for them this Saturday, to try and get some funding raised for the Chupps. Even if you don't want the BBQ, please consider making a donation. Or, order some BBQ and I'll take it to the Rescue Mission, or to some of my underprivileged neighbors. Also, please consider volunteering Saturday morning. We need 10-12 more volunteers starting at 10:00 a.m. It's over at 2:00, but even if you can only show up for 30 minutes, please let me know.
As you probably already know, we aren't doing a summer outreach. I know that Thomasson Outreaches has a great following. If you've ever donated to us or volunteered with us in the past, please consider this cause. Yes, I'm begging and pleading. I can't imagine what this family is going through. I don't have kids. The only thing I can equate it to is if it was one of my nieces or nephews. And, I know that's not even close to the same. But, I want to help them as much as I can. Not because I have this overabundance of cash laying around. Not even because I love BBQ. Because I know they need it. And that's what "THE CHURCH" does. And, that's what you people do. You donate your time and resources to those less fortunate than you. And for some reason God has called me to organize stuff like that. He has helped me develop a network of people, believers and non-believers alike, that have a heart for outreach. I don't think outreach is only feeding hundreds of people - it can also be focused on one family. Please consider this cause, but do it quickly, as the benefit is this Saturday, so orders need to be placed by Thursday.
Thanks for being the awesome people that you are!!!
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Friday, July 1, 2011
Phillipians 4:6
Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. - Phillipians 4:6
This evening, I did something very unbiblical - i was anxious. I don't mean I was worried about something in my head. I mean I was hiding in the center room of my house, on the phone with my mother-in-law, with a golf club in my hands. Why? It was closer than the knives in the kitchen. Oh, why was I doing that? Because Goofy Richard was knocking on my door - for 15 minutes. The dogs were going crazy and probably would have come through the metal front door if they could have. I just let them keep barking and growling while I was shaking and whispering on the phone (so he didn't hear me). This has gotten out of control. He finally went away, only for me to realize that I had a bunch of stuff in the truck I needed to bring in. I finally called my neighbor to walk out with me. I then informed every neighbor I know that he has been told not to come here, and if they see him he needs to leave. It's pretty sad when I spend a Friday evening in the central room of my home because I don't want to be seen through the windows (even though they have curtains, you can still see shadows and movement). How did feeding people for Thanksgiving turn into being terrified to be alone in my own home? The bad thing is - I almost feel guilty. I was called to feed hungry people and he's hungry! So, what do I do with that? Next time he comes and I'm alone, I'm calling the police, no questions asked. But it's pretty sad it's come to this! How did my "calling" become so dangerous? Am I a horrible Christian for being afraid - should I be confident that the Lord will protect me?
This evening, I did something very unbiblical - i was anxious. I don't mean I was worried about something in my head. I mean I was hiding in the center room of my house, on the phone with my mother-in-law, with a golf club in my hands. Why? It was closer than the knives in the kitchen. Oh, why was I doing that? Because Goofy Richard was knocking on my door - for 15 minutes. The dogs were going crazy and probably would have come through the metal front door if they could have. I just let them keep barking and growling while I was shaking and whispering on the phone (so he didn't hear me). This has gotten out of control. He finally went away, only for me to realize that I had a bunch of stuff in the truck I needed to bring in. I finally called my neighbor to walk out with me. I then informed every neighbor I know that he has been told not to come here, and if they see him he needs to leave. It's pretty sad when I spend a Friday evening in the central room of my home because I don't want to be seen through the windows (even though they have curtains, you can still see shadows and movement). How did feeding people for Thanksgiving turn into being terrified to be alone in my own home? The bad thing is - I almost feel guilty. I was called to feed hungry people and he's hungry! So, what do I do with that? Next time he comes and I'm alone, I'm calling the police, no questions asked. But it's pretty sad it's come to this! How did my "calling" become so dangerous? Am I a horrible Christian for being afraid - should I be confident that the Lord will protect me?
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