If you haven’t seen the Tide pen commercial yet where the stain speaks gibberish over the person at a job interview it will leave you in stiches.

But there is significant comparisons in our lives when it comes to the stain of sin.  In the commercial the job applicant is trying to tell his potential employer about all the achievements he’s made but none of it can be heard because of the stain speaking loudly over top of the applicants voice. 

 How similar does sin overshadow our lives and become a nagging persistant voice overpowering our own thoughts and efforts.  Has the devil ever told you that you were no good?  That you’ll never amount to anything.  That you are so messed up you’ll never make it in life.  That’s just like the stain in the Tide commercial.  Speaking loudly over what you are trying to accomplish.

 The stain of sin is real, it is a dark blot on our spirit’s and it keeps us seperated from the love of God.  But as we come close to celebrating Easter Sunday; don’t forget about the cleansing blood of our Savior, Jesus Christ who gave the ultimate sacrifice and shed his blood for the remission of our sin.  Talk about a cleaning.

 The old hymn says it best.  What can wash away my sins, nothing but the blood of Jesus.  What can make me whole again nothing but the blood of Jesus.  Oh, precious is the flow that makes me white as snow.  No other fount I know, nothing but the blood of Jesus.

 Blessings,

 Pastor John

As a foot of snow stood in my driveway Saturday afternoon the phone rang.  It was Mary, Pastor’s wife telling me we were cancelling service on Sunday; that I needed to call the TV stations so they could list it on their cancellation crawls. 

I looked out the window and saw a whiteout of snow.  Blizzard like conditions, 35 mph winds, blowing drifting snow a drift in front of my door 2 feet high. 

Global warming?  I think not; and even though this was a lot of snow, (I heard Columbus got 20 inches) the blizzard of 1978 comes to mind.  I was 12 years old then and I remember 6 foot drifts, people shoveling their roofs and going to school on Saturdays for a while.  Now, that was a blizzard.  Anyone remember it?  Here’s a photo to refresh your memory.  Still it’s a beautiful picture, a pristine blanket of white. 

Absorbed by the American Idol experience; once again the other night I found myself phoning in my vote for David Archelluta.

Then it struck me.  Why don’t we vote for the president this way?  Wouldn’t it be easier than driving to the polls and standing in line for 30 minutes?

I’m joking of course.  Although it seems there is more excitement about who gets voted off of idol than who will be the next president.

We are in trouble gang.  Pop culture has usurped concern for the needs of this country. We are more worried about Brittney than whether we should allow a possible terrorist over our borders.  I want to scream “WHAT’S WRONG WITH US?”

Paul put it best…   There will be terrible times in the last days. People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God— 5having a form of godliness but denying its power. Have nothing to do with them.

Blessings,

PJ