eat more chikin

What do you get when you have 20 people, lots of food and a large dancing cow? The “Chikin Makeover” Winner of the Week!!

Yes, I am this weeks “Chikin Makeover” winner.  Thanks to Janel who nominated me for this grand honor. This saturday Chick-fil-a came over to my house with a fully catered meal for 20 of my friends. We all walked away with prizes, I particularly appreciated the presence of the big cow, which even busted a few moves for the neighborhood kids [she even gave me her cowbell!?]. It was a perfect day, and not too mention a free meal!


nickname

What is in a nickname? A nickname is sometimes considered desirable, symbolising a form of acceptance, but can often be a form of ridicule. I have had my fair share of nicknames over the years. Some I enjoy, some are annoying, some are not worth repeating, and some are fighting words. Some of my most revered nicknames are:

tweedy [what ma called me as an infant because i had a big head and little hair]

Juice [what my ma and college girls called me]

JT [not after Justin Timberlake, but close friends who knew my middle name]

Hutts / Huttshead / Huttsinski / Huttsy / Huttster

Hut-hut-hutts [my 5th grade teacher Mr. Miller]

Hutts-is-nutts [dubbed Dave K.]

knuckle head [dubbed by Eric B.]

snuggle bear [what all the girls in high school called me] 

moco [means “booger” in Spanish, dubbed by my chilean sister]

PJ [aka: pastor Justin]

peej [aka PJ]

padawan [pastor Kenny’s longtime name for me the newbie pastor]

the polish sausage [pastor Kenny’s newest name, which compliments my heritage]

high gas prices

What is a few bucks spent on gas, when you have a lifetime of memories from one road trip?

Over the weekend I traveled down to wild and wonderful West Virginia. I packed about 2 weeks worth into 5 days. I had many refreshing conversations with longtime friends while marinating on Gods rustic mountains.

A spectrum of feelings: I was refreshed by the glory of God’s creation. I was overjoyed to see moco feo, Ray & Tiff over good pizza and talks about God. I was embarrassed by a fender bender with “The Don’s” getaway vehicle. I was encouraged to be among the worshippers of Hilltop. I was stuffed with good eatin’ at Bob & Elva Jean’s. I was blessed to spend quality time being enamored with the most wonderful woman, her name is “beautiful.”

High gas prices can’t stop me from these memories.

Are you a fire starter or a fire extinguisher?

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There is an assassin in almost every group. This assassin is trying to kill relationships. It is trying to get you to close your cool, to get you to fall off your rocker, to get you to prove that you are not the kind of person very one thinks you are. The assassin is…Gossip. Are you an assassin?

What is Gossip? Telling another person something about someone without permission that may or may not be truth.

How can gossip be disguised? Gossip can be disguised as truth. Just because it’s true doesn’t give you a right to spread it. It can be a call for help. If so ask the source if they need assistance, then go to a wise friend. It Christian circles it can be a prayer request. This can be very dangerous and not only hurt someone emotionally, but also spiritually. And it can be disguised as sarcasm. A mixture of truth wrapped in humor at someone else’s expense can be a hurtful means of gossip (Prov.26:18-19).

Why gossip? People gossip for many different reasons such as revenge or jealousy, often to get back at someone for a wrong done to them. Sometimes is a fight for power because of insecurity in an effort to show how one is better than someone. Primarily gossip is rooted in the sin of pride, possibly to show how much you know about someone else. Do you ever wonder why the tabloids and gossip columns are so popular? Pride lies to us and makes us believe that you might make more friends because of the dirt we know about another, but instead it leaves us with more enemies. Some stoop so low as to make a hobby out of gossip because of the joy they receive from it.

What is the damage of gossip? As the apostle James says, “the tongue is like wind in a forest fire.” Gossip can tarnished a reputation, ruined families, wreck your job, split a church, and break relationships. The cost of gossip can be immeasurable.

A woman repeated a bit of gossip about a friend. Within a few days the whole community knew the story. The person it concerned was deeply hurt and offended. Later, the woman responsible for spreading the rumor learned that it was completely untrue. A courageous person confronted her by telling a simple story. A few days ago I went to the marketplace and purchased a chicken. On my way home I plucked its feathers and drop them one by one along the road. That night after I making some good fried chicken I was thinking to myself, “I wish I would have saved all those feathers”. So the next day, I tried to go back and collect all those feathers I dropped. However, the wind had blown all the feathers away. After searching for hours, I returned with only three feathers in my hand. You see, It’s easy to drop them, but it is impossible to get them back. So it is with gossip.

What does the Bible say about GOSSIP? Ephesians 4:29-32

WHAT IS THE “G” WORD: “Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs.” (v.29a)

WHY SAY “NO” GOSSIP: 1. That it may benefit those who listen (v.29b) – you have the power to build up or destroy someone with your words.  2. That it may not grieve the Spirit (v.30) – your words not only hurt others, but God too.

HOW TO BE GOSSIP-FREE: 1. Get rid of bad communication (v.31 bitterness, rage, brawling, slander, and every form of malice).  2. Have good communication (v.32 kind, compassionate, and forgiving)

There are 3 components every Fire: Burnable substance, Flame and OxygenThere are 3 components to Gossip: true or untrue facts gossip or lie-story, and pride What should I do if I am a fire starter? Stop it immediately. Ask forgiveness. Be truthful from this point on. How to be a fire extinguisher? Confront in love by asking the gossiper: How do you know that? Do you have actual personal knowledge of the event or situation? What is your motive? Why do I need to hear this? Stop a gossip/lie before it starts by saying, “I don’t want to hear what you have to say about…” Pray for the person being wronged. Encourage both the doer and receiver. Speak the TRUTH.

eulogy: dead by sled

I almost died yesterday. Okay, not really. I went sledding with some friends from church at Slatter Hill. The conditions were supreme. The snow was packed, the air was cold, and the orange-deer sleds were dominating the competition on the hill. For real, no sleds could challenge our speed.

Risking my life for the glory of the day I borrow a little kids can of Pam cooking spray. I lathered my sled up in buttery goodness and dared to conquer the slope. A few butterflies entered my stomach. My pride was at stake. I got into my sled and took the street-luge position. Pete gave a quick push and I was off.

My eyes were watering because of the speed. My bowls were about to explode in my snowpants. I was rocketing towards the road. I couldnt bail. Only chickens bail. I reached the bottom of the hill, but I had such great speed that I launched over the road rear the Purdue soccer field fence. The sled stopped. For a moment I basked in the glory!

new christmas tree

I just got a new Christmas tree over the weekend. It is big compared to the little Charlie Brown tree that I had. The tree came fully decorated. It is unbelievable. It almost looks too good. The Davis’ were over and helped me put it up, which was a lot of fun. We had the Christmas tunes cranked, tea on the stove, and the shared memories of past Christmas’. Great day.

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the slump

It is really embarrassing to strike out in slow pitch softball. The ball comes in nice and SLOW, not to mention a softball is twice as big as a baseball.
The night was going great. I had a double and an in the park homerun. Our team was winning. All was about to change, for me. I suppose it all went to my head, I thought I could crush every ball to the fence. The only thing that got crushed was my pride. Whiff! The next 5 at-bats I struck out. Sure I could make the excuse that it was one-pitch league, that I was tired, or that the pitcher was good (throwing them low and short, which really gets me drooling). I was so frustrated with myself. I wanted to throw the bat, curse like a sailor, and sit on the bench in a pout. But the team wouldn’t let me…
The other players on my church softball team came along side me and saught to encourage me. Rollie, the coach, gave me some back-to-the-basics pointers like, “Keep your eye on the ball…follow through with your swing…step-up in the box…forget about your last up-to-bat” He really encouraged me.
I was having what baseball calls a slump. I was determined to shake this slump with the encouragement of my teammates. My next at-bat I step up to the plate, took my stance in the front of the batters box, picked up my elbows, looked to the sky for strength from my God, and then watch the pitch slowly reach the plate. I swung. Crack! The ball made contact with the bat and rifled over the shortstops head. Base hit. You would have thought I won the game. I almost cried. My teammates were cheering, and I was relieved because the strikeout slump was over.
Slumps happen in others places than softball or baseball. They can happen in life. Have you ever been in a spiritual slump? I know, I have. How do you get out of a spiritual slump? The same way you get out of a sporting slump…by getting back to the basics, by surround yourself with teammates that will cheer you on and encourage you to get back to the plate and hit that ball. Nothing is more satisfying that sticking to the game through the slump, stepping up the the plate, and keeping your eye on the Prize–JesusChrist.

my first triathlon

It was Saturday at 700AM and 500+ men are all getting into lake at Eagle Creek. We are barely dressed and I am thinking…really is this normal?  The gun goes off and all you see is splashing and so I start to swim only to get kicked and swam over.
I started in the last heat, when I should have gone in the first wave with the old fat guys (or Clydesdales as they said it). But I did get to swim with a Hannah, her family and my training partner Steve Z. It was a great time, great accomplishment, and a soaking experience in all the down pouring rain.

Here are my stats:
Indianapolis SPRINT Triathlon (EAGLE CREEK PARK, INDIANAPOLIS, IN)
Placed 450/560
Time:1:32:16.9

operatic

Opera at AU

Last night, I went to my first ever opera. I know…I even surprised myself! Who would have thunk! And what turned out to be a losing bet, turned out to be a winning event. Not only did I enjoy an adventurous trek with good friends I became cultured in the fine arts. The opera was funny (thhhweetest Anna!), but above all the leading lady was a shining star. I’m proud to know her! I’m not sure I will ever go to an opera again, but I can at least say that I sat through one and lived. I wouldn’t say I am an Opera-Addict, but…shhh…don’t tell anyone…I actually enjoyed it!

Things I sadly learned about myself yesterday, with a little help from my friends…

  • I am going bald and need Rogaine.
  • I really do have a noticeably big nose (now my complex is gi-normis!)
  • I am like big strong oak tree that stands alone in the middle of a barren cornfield.
  • Youngin’ is a derogatory term.

(Sigh) Not funny!

snow day(s)

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It snowed about 17 inches in Lafayette the past couple of days. It has been great to see a good dumping of the white stuff. I finally got to bust out the snow blower!

 

 

On Tuesday, I went sledding with Caleb and Tiffany. Caleb (a four horseman) and I have known each other since middle school. It was good to catch up and laugh, while making new memories. The sledding was fun-tastic, but as we came to and from Murdock we noticed that nobody was out on the streets. It was kind of eerie! Later that evening when we got home we realized the State Patrol office had declared a county snow emergency. We laughed. Growing up in Wisconsin this was nothing. We would still have to go to school the next day. No snow days for the northerners!

 

 

So in honor of my southern, Indiana-folk, I took a few snow days off this week. Ahhh, it was good to kick back and enjoy a seat on my couch.

 

 

Today, I am sitting in my office with a little box heater to keep me warm. The furnace blew a fuse. I think I will go home early and do some reading from there…where it’s warmer.

 

puddle water

I was reminded today about the Moses wandering in the Wilderness. The Israelites were traveling out of the Desert of Sin and set camp. They complained to Moses that they were thirsty.

 

“GIVE US A DRINK, OR WE WILL DIE,” they yelled.

 

Moses was about to be stoned by these demanding people. In his time of need he went to God for help. And God answered, “Walk on ahead of the people. Take with you some of the elders of Israel and take in your hand the staff with which you struck the Nile, and go. I will stand there before you by the rock at Horeb. Strike the rock, and water will come out of it for the people to drink.” So Moses did this in the sight of the elders of Israel” (Exodus 17:1-6).

 

How miraculous? God supplied. There is an amazing correlation between this story and Jesus Christ. Jesus is also referred to as the Rock. In John 7, He tells a crowd “Come to me all you who are thirsty!” And in John 4, He tells the woman at the well, “I will give you something that will never make you thirst”.

 

How true? Jesus can satisfy all our needs.

 

How many times do I satisfy my taste buds with things that quench my thirsty for a little while, but just leave me thirstier?

 

“Nothing will supply the needs, and satisfy the desires of a soul, but water out of this rock Jesus Christ, this fountain opened. The pleasures of sense are puddle-water; spiritual delights are rock water, so pure, so clear, and so refreshing — rivers of pleasure” (Matthew Henry).

 

I had a friend tell me a story about when he and his wife were walking around the block just after it rained. The road was filled with dirty puddles. A car zoomed by and gave them a very BIG splash. It wasn’t funny at the moment because they could taste the water and it did not taste good. They eventually got sick. They are okay today, but the story helps me bring color to this quote. Personal pleasures are like that puddle water…gross and will eventually make you sick. This water, which Christ supplies, is just the opposite. It purifies, cleans and actually satisfies ones thirst. This water that Christ offers is what I want more of…to flush out this dirty water that’s settled into my system way too long.

 

4 horsemen 4 ever

 

“Friends the are like farts, they never get old!?”

 
The 4 horsemen are made up of Josh, Caleb, Brock and me. These 3 brothers in Christ have been good friends since our nerdy middle school days in Wausau, WI. We are known as the 4 horsemen for reasons not to be discussed or you will have to die.
 
We dont get to see eachother much anymore, but when we are together it is like old times…Laughing, reminded of days past, and creating new memories together.
 
It is neat to see where God has taken us since high school. Praise the Lord for His faithfulness!!!

 

the O.C.

That’s right I did the O.C. (or more like, Brock did the O.C.)
Episode…
1. The airport
2. The Mustang Convertable
3. The clogged toilet
4. Breakfast
5. Hitting the waves & riding into shore
6. The In & Out Burger
7. Go-karting (nothing like getting lapped)
8. The pool party
9. The (translated) Focus Fox concert
10. The ladies
11. Dinner at the meat bar
12. The tux mix-up
13. Bomberman 2 & NBA Jam TE
14. IBC Root Beer & Knit hats
15. The wedding
 
And there are so many more to fill 4 or 5 seasons, but we will leave those for another day.
 
What a week! I so needed this vacation. Nothing like being surrounded by great friends in a great location. Thanks to all who made it a great week (Josh, Christine, Caleb, Brock, Aaron, Shane, Cassie, Bethany & many more).
 
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the cow tongue vandals

When I lived in West Virginia I attended church with a family named the Vandals. That has nothing to do with what I am going to talk about, but I thought it was interesting.

vandal–noun, Latin of Germanic origin 1: capitalized : a member of a Germanic people who lived in the area south of the Baltic Sea between the Vistula and the Oder rivers, overran Gaul, Spain, and northern Africa in the fourth and fifth centuries A.D., and in 455 sacked Rome. 2 : one who willfully or ignorantly destroys, damages, or defaces property belonging to another or to the public.

In good fun, on Saturday night I was hit with a double whammy. I didnt know until Sunday morning what had happened. Oh, the joys of being a youth director.

It was an ordinary Sunday. I woke up. Brushed the pearly whites. Changed the skibbies. Put on the Sunday best. Loaded into the car. Hit the garage door opener. THEN it happened…eeeeeerrrrt. I hit the brakes as I backed out of the garage. What? There was a PU toilet in the middle of my driveway. Imagine thinking how retarded it looks to have a dude in a suit carrying a toilet across his yard.

After I murmured to myself, “silly kids”. I walked into the house. Closed the garage and walked out the front door. What? A BIG slimmy cow tongue was on the door stoop. I picked up the purple-poris tongue and flung it into the dumpster later to rot and leave a gagging stench in my garage.

After I murmured to myself, “silly kids” I got into the car and headed 0.2 miles to the church. [That’s where I work.] I went inside to find out somebody had a party in my office, but didnt invite me. They left lots of yummy snacks and creative greetings, but no one was in sight. I sat in my balloon covered seat and sighed, thinking to myself, “I love my job.”

Thanks to all who vandalized my home and office. You guys are great. You can take your toilet back now!

WHY-oming

BIG sky country has its advantages. You can see cars coming 12.8 miles away, you can eat a steak that still is warm from butchering, and the speed limit is 75mph.
This week I enjoyed a short visit to Wyoming with 3 other ol’ farts. What a trip. We literally spent more time driving in the van than we were at our destination. It was worth it though. Nothing like a road trip. We had enough junk food the ride to stock the local Le Grange grocery store.
The purpose of the trip for me was simple: check out a Christian College I have never seen before (Frontier School of the Bible), see the Huseby’s who discipled me as a young teen in the WBC youth group, and seek out future pastoral interns for BGBC.
The school was 50 miles from nowhere, but a beautiful campus. God is doing a work there. I would not trade my education. Well, I am heading to the sack to catch up on sleep.

a loyal friend

I had a great talk with my great friend this week. What would a brother do without him? Thank You, Ben.
 
How could I have landed such an amazing friend? You could never buy a friend as good as he nor be good enough to earn his loyalty. Howard Hughes, when worth about 4 billion dollars, said, “I’d give it all for one good friend.” Of loyal friends Poet Ralph Wald Emerson said, “the glory of friendship is not in the outstreched hand, not the kindly smile, nor the joy of companionship; it is in spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone else believes in him and is willing to trust him.”
 
A friend is a person with whom you dare to be yourself. Your soul can be naked with them. They ask you to put on nothing, only to be what you are. They do not want you to be better or worse. When you are with them, you feel as a prisoner feels who has been declared innocent. You do not have to be on your guard. You can say what you think, as long as it is genuinely you. A friend understands those contradictions in your nature that lead others to misjudge you. With them you breathe freely. You can share your little vanities and envies and hates and vicious sparks, your meannesses and absurdities which, disappear on the white ocean of their loyalty. They understand. You do not have to be careful. It makes no matter. They are like fire that purges to the bone. You can weep with them, sing with them, laugh with them, pray with them. A friend is a person with whom you dare to be yourself.
 
Praise God, for the path to great friends.