Monday Confessions

I confess that I am in fact writing my Monday Confession on Tuesday morning. I confess I had all day on Monday to write this but didn't feel like doing it. Perhaps this might be the reason for such sporadic posts.

I confess that I took Presidents Day off and feel a little guilty about it. In theory, because my wife was off from school, it was only logical that I too needed to observe this glorious holiday as well. I confess that while observing the holiday, not once was a thought given to the presidents it was to honor.

I confess that I am not only obsessed but addicted to running. Obsession seems to be in my nature and it manifests itself in almost any "new" hobby I may undertake. There is normally an over-the-top immersion into it until the rush fades away. I confess in my recent history I have been obsessed with the guitar, golf, motorcycles, Apple Computer, and now running. Internet activity consist largely to running sites, whether it be blogs, training programs, or shopping. Reading material is made up of various  types of running (i.e. long distance, barefoot, etc.), and an annual subscription to Runners World is a given. Trips to Rapid City always include places where running equipment might be found. Obsession is on thing but addiction seems to take a different slant. I confess that if I miss a day of my running schedule I sort of fall into a slump and begin to mope around. In other words, I get depressed. This is nothing short of addiction.

I confess I have to consciously keep my obsession and addiction in check as it treads so very closely to idolatry. Here's the crazy thing; when the "rush" of this obsession passes I will find another obsession (or it will find me) that will take its place in my heart. I confess that without a consistent immersion into the Word of God and ongoing fellowship with His people I am EASILY given to building idols in my heart. I confess a thankfulness for God's grace that not only delivers me from "me" but fills me with a "greater than" any of my obsessions.

Monday Confessions

I confess I'm surprised to be writing a second Monday Confessions… so soon. As the history of this blog indicates this is quite unusual.

I confess that although I spend a good amount of time preparing for Sunday's messages I don't spend nearly enough. I confess that often it shows. I confess that God's grace seems to always gain the victory and He blesses His Word. Speaking of God's grace, I confess it never ceases to amaze me.

I confess I put my pajamas on this evening at 5:30 without blinking an eye (it wasn't even dark yet). Monday evenings are like an oasis of refreshment. I confess that there is nothing on TV worth watching on Monday nights so reading, writing, talking and sometimes studying makes for a great time. I confess that as I wrote that last line, "The Voice" came on, so… forget the reading, writing, talking and studying. I guess I just confessed I like "the Voice."

I confess that the death of people in pop culture gives me mixed emotions. Just as icons of my past such as Jimmy Hendrix, Janis Joplin, and Jim Morrison, the death of Whitney Houston grieves me to the soul. I confess that with each of these (and many others) I grieve their rejection of the truth of the gospel. I confess I grieve knowing they are now eternally separated from the mercy, grace and life of our God and will spend an eternity in hell. I confess that this is a difficult truth to ponder. I confess I have mixed emotions by the god-like portrayal painted of these by the media.

I also confess my hypocrisy is manifested by my lackadaisical attitude when it comes to sharing the gospel with my neighbors.

Okay, these are my confessions. What are yours?

Monday Confessions

I confess that this idea was stolen from another blog located HERE. I confess that I don't care that I stole this idea because its such a great idea. I confess my Monday Confessions will probably not be as enjoyable to read as Tim Suttle's but they will be enjoyable to write. I confess this will probably be the first and the last Monday Confessions post I make until next year.

I confess that although I really enjoy Tim Suttle's Monday Morning Confessional, I'm not sure I agree with everything he writes on his blog. I confess I made that last statement just in case someone reads something controversial on Tim's site they don't agree with. I confess I don't know what I'd disagree with on Tim Suttle's site (except that he made fun of dispensationalists on one of his posts).

I confess Mondays are normally the most difficult day of the week because it follows Sundays. Monday's often consist of at least one resignation letter being written in my head. This is not however because of the ministry itself but rather because of the minister (me) himself. I confess that although I know my worth comes from my position in Christ, Mondays normally seem to preempt that truth. Today was not like that. Today was a joy. Praise the Lord!