Time to build

The construction crew is here - 9 am - and they're actually starting to build our pavilion! Yipee! Although the only thing they can do today is drill the holes for the posts, and then the county commissioner has to come and inspect them. :( Like... what all is involved with inspecting post holes??

Kinda like... in one of our Bible studies last week an 'older' person was complaining that we don't have altar calls anymore. She said, "How are we supposed to know who becomes a Christian?" And her intent was good - because she said then we can know who needs discipled, encouraged, etc.

The thing is, I think we (the church) should be discipling/encouraging EVERYONE - Not just people who go forward to an altar. I think we perhaps think we need to wait for an "inspection" before we know if we can "build" (disciple).

I think it was Leonard Sweet who said something to the effect "when Jesus told us to make disciples, was he talking about teaching already-Christians?" No. We are to be discipling those who are not-yet Christians. So why do we need to wait until someone goes to an altar to disciple/encourage in the faith? We don't. No inspection required.

Wouldn't it be great if we could build without waiting on inspections? And by "building" I mean "blessing", "encouraging in the faith", "drawing to Christ"; "teaching without teachiness"; "preaching without preachiness"; that sort of thing.

It's time to build. For me. I need to be a better builder. Taking every opportunity.

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On another note... we had a super bowl party last night. Invited the entire church. 8 people came (four from one family). It was still a really good party. One guy got his wife to attend - which was huge - because she won't have anything to do with church. And she is a great person from what I can tell. I think she must have just had a really bad experience at some point. So I'm glad it went well.

I was rooting for the SEahawks though. But I'm okay with Steelers win.

Actually, (I think) my daughters first boyfriend was the back-up quarterback to Ben Rothleisberger during his senior year of high school -- at Findlay High School. Kyle something. Can't remember his last name now. Sort of my claim-to-fame for the day. :)

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Well, this long post needs to close. One more chapter in NO PERFECT PEOPLE ALLOWED. Need to take my taxes to our tax lady today so we can file a new fafsa. Lots on my mind. God is good.

peace and revolution. start.