Back in Town – Ugh!

Yep, back to Washington County after a week away in South Florida.

First Street - Fort Myers

I went to Fort Myers to help my family out with the business venture there – built some things and just hung out with my grandkids!

I’m thankful for the Redmans. Paul and Tina live just a few miles away and were really helpful. I didn’t have any place in the store to do much in the way of cutting wood, but Paul helped me at his place by working with me to get dozens of cuts made.

The scene at home one day later!

The weather could not have been more perfect – which cannot be said for this place!  I better understand the appeal of “snowbird” lifestyles!

Now I just need to figure out a way to return before long. The only thing that would make it better would be if I could be there during baseball spring training.

My Grandson's Business!

Greetings from Florida

I’m here in Fort Myers for a week with Nathan and Allie and Bella and Hudson. Sorry about the snow squalls I hear you folks back north are having – that sorta stinks.

I’ve not seen a snake yet, though I’m sure they are not far away. When I see one, I’m gonna take a picture and get it on here for you to see.

However, I did see two Redmans today – yep, Paul and Tina. The church they attend here in the winter is a rather large one, and my family has been going to it also. So today, I looked around a bit before the service started, saw Paul and Tina, and just walked into their pew and sat down next to them unannounced. That was fun.

Hanging with the Snowbirds

The program featured a really great kids musical production – lots of energy and well-done.

Thanks For Not Noticing

Well, I made it through another birthday and circle around the sun. Thanks for not noticing – truly – as I don’t like the attention of it and I go to some detail in advance to not make it visible. I don’t have it listed in profiles like on Facebook. I am a complete birthday non-sentimentalist!

But, when you have children, one needs to be making something of a fuss over them. Yet think about this – with five children … if we made a big deal out of each kid’s birthday for the 18 years of growing up, that would be 90 days, or three months of birthdays to celebrate. That is a lot of cake and candles (905 total candles, for example).

A thing I especially don’t like about birthdays is the reminder of getting old. I do not like getting old, and can’t believe a young man like me is stuck in a body like this!

But here are some recent reminders that things are getting worse:

1.  At a fast food drive-in, I remotely placed my order and was told it was $6.03 … so I had a five, a one and three pennies ready at the window. The lady opens the window and says, “That will be $5.43.”  So I replied, “Back there you said $6.03 … have you got the right person?”  And she answered, “Well that was before the senior discount – you do qualify, right?  I think?”  I said, “Well, I’m 56 for a few more days, so you do what the Lord leads!”  And she said the Lord led her to give it to me for $5.43. OK, maybe getting older has an advantage or two.

2.  On my birthday itself, I was walking across my back yard and under a tree. I guess I was not looking enough at where I was going, and like the old dude that I am in my dotage, was apparently looking at my feet too much as I shuffled along. Suddenly, the end of a tree branch poked me 100% head-on just under my eye! I am not exaggerating at all when I say that if I was about ½ inch shorter, it would have taken my eye out! So – giant scratch / bleeding / swelling, etc.  … and, I had to leave within minutes to go to a political luncheon. So there I am in a restaurant sitting next to Senator Shank, wiping the blood off my face with a napkin – hoping it would stop!

3.  I spend a lot of time doing what I’m doing now – sitting at a keyboard writing. Essentially, I am in the business of word crafting and communicating. I am very thankful for modern tools, and often marvel that I went through so many years of advanced education with an electric typewriter as my primary techno-gadget. But now, every day, multiple times per day, I go to do something either in a document file search or a web search, and in the midst of it forget completely what it is that I’m looking for among the sea of open documents and pages!  Ok, ok… maybe that is A.D.D. more than it is aging.

 

4.  I have noticed that my taste in the cars I look at (but never actually buy – so far) has changed. It used to be that I looked at sports type cars, particularly Mustangs.  Not anymore. Now I look at BMW 3-series and Benz 230s or something of the sort. I have not yet, and cannot imagine, looking for the stereo-typical large sedan so commonly associated with the elderly… but who knows what will be the next morph! If you see me drive up in a big boat vehicle, you’ll know I’m pretty near the end!

Well, it does stink to get older. I might have posted this in one of the blogs from my last life, but here are the lyrics to a song – to be sung by an older gentleman recently married … to the tune of “Side by Side” …

Well, I got married last Friday
My new wife stood beside me
When the guests had gone home
We stood alone
Side by Side

We were glad we were wed then
We got ready for bed then
Her teeth and her hair
She laid on a chair
Side by Side

One tin leg to follow,
one glass eye so small
She unscrewed her left arm
And put it on the chair by the wall

I stood there broken hearted
Most of my wife has departed
So I slept by the chair
There was more of her there
Side by Side

The Connection of Antietam to the Scofield Reference Bible

As I’ve mentioned elsewhere in this blog, I have another blog that features material from my interest in the Civil War, and most particularly the Battle of Antietam. That blog can be found at www.enfiladinglines.com.

In that blog I have written a post about a Confederate soldier who fought in the fields south of Sharpsburg with the 7thTennessee … a guy named Cyrus Ingersoll Scofield.

Cyrus Ingersoll Scofield

I encourage you go to my “enfilading lines” blog for all the details, but if you fear getting lost in the historical weeds, let me quickly say that this man, though not a believer in Christ until 17 years after Antietam, has had a large impact on my life and family…

… He founded my college (Philadelphia College of Bible) and was an instrumental force behind the founder of Dallas Theological Seminary (my grad school).

… Diana taught in the Christian school of a church he built in Dallas.

… He also popularized a system of theology called “Dispensationalism,” particularly through his Bible notes called the Scofield Reference Bible. This was essentially the first “Study Bible.”

If you have heard me preach and teach for very long, you are hearing the interpretation of the Bible through the construct of what is known within the theological world as “Dispensationalism.”  What is that? It sounds like a fatal disease, doesn’t it? (And some people would certainly see it as exactly that!)

Scofield Reference Bible

Dispensationalism interprets the Bible as a coherent message from beginning to end – explaining God’s workings with man as a holistic story on a grand scale – one that brings glory to God, not merely explaining the way lost mankind is saved.

The system divides the Scriptures into segments of time – periods during which God’s dealings with man involve a responsibility for man to obey, which of course man always fails to follow … upon which God institutes a new economy or dispensation (period) of responsibility.

Various proponents of Dispensationalism over the years have divided Scripture in various ways, but probably the most common delineations are:

Dispensation of Innocence – from creation to the fall of man into sin – where man is to obey God in the perfect environment of tending the garden – man fails by disobeying God, so God institutes a new economy …..

Dispensation of Conscience – from the fall to the flood of Noah – where man is to live in obedience to God’s ways by following his conscience and engrained understanding of right and wrong – and all fail but Noah and his family, who alone survive the flood …..

Dispensation of Human Government – from the flood to the Tower of Babel – where man is to rule one another under God – this too fails as instead of spreading throughout the earth, man congregates around an immense structure – so God judges man by confounding languages and sending them spreading throughout the earth

Dispensation of Promise – from Abraham to Moses – where man is to live under the promise given to Abraham of His provision of a land and a redeemer to come – but man refuses to trust in this and so…..

Dispensation of the Law – from Moses to Christ – where God revealed in great detail His perfect law by which to live and worship Him, and though the people said they would do all that was written in it, they disobeyed and were oft punished. And though they were to be a witness to the world, the nation of Israel failed terribly in this, and so …

Dispensation of Grace Abounding – also called the Dispensation of the Church – this is the message of Christ’s atoning work to be preached to all the world. But even with a final provision for sin in this grace, the bulk of mankind refuses to believe and trust, and so …..

Dispensation of the Millennium – the fulfillment of all time, when, after the rapture of the church and a period of 7 years of intense tribulation, God establishes the promised literal 1,000-year Kingdom rule and reign of Christ upon the earth … yet even with his physical presence, still significant percentages of mankind rebel, and thus God ultimately establishes a new heaven and a new earth for all of eternity.

There are literally tens of thousands of details left out of this accounting. The overall scheme of teaching that we do at TSF – called “God’s Big Story” – is essentially this system as it relates to how we have a personal relationship with God.

As I wrote in the Civil War blog, Scofield did not invent this, but what he did was bring it to thousands of people through his organized study materials and reference Bible.

One of his early books – one that I recall always near my grandmother’s chair – was “Rightly Dividing the Word of Truth.”  This booklet summarizes the teaching above, and is a take-off from the Scripture in 2 Timothy 2:15 – “Do your best to present yourself to God as one approved, a worker who has no need to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.”

That is what we want to do as a church – to so delve into the Scriptures that we understand it both in a macro and global sense, but also in the micro sense of understanding the incredible ways that it all does indeed tie together from beginning to end.

This does, however, take work!

 

 

 

 

Parenting 101

As I sit here and write this on a late Saturday afternoon, my middle son Aaron has arrived and is working with his guitar and chord charts – practicing for a gig tonight as Fratelli’s Restaurant. He is playing and singing there with his old high school pal Rhet Troxell. Most of my boys have done this sort of thing from time to time.

I wrote on Facebook that Aaron is performing there and invited everyone – which in my case is 680 “friends.”  He seemed to be struggling through the chord progression on a song, so I asked him how many songs they had ready, and he said, “Not enough!” So I answered, “So, I just invited 680 people, and now you’re gonna screw up!”  (He’ll be fine!)

Anyhow, the moment created a flashback for me. When I was quite young (like 14 or 15) and began singing solos in music programs and for specials at church, my mother – a fair musician herself – was so nervous she looked like she was going to just die any moment. Her lips were pursed, her brow furrowed, and her eyes were wide with fear. I learned QUICKLY that I should never look at her! It was as if she was communicating, “If you mess up, I’m gonna just crawl under the seats and hide!”  It was not encouraging.

I’m pretty sure I never did that with my boys and their musical endeavors, but I probably did with their running! But, a difference is that with running in cross country or track, I could scream and yell at them – unlike my mother, who had to suffer in silence. (She didn’t really suffer; she was the one who pushed me into that stuff, whether I wanted to or not.)

Any of you who have had more than one child know that they are never alike. Each is individual and endowed with certain talents and personality mixes. Though familial things may be seen – like music skills or running abilities – we need to remember they are all unique, and our encouragements need to be individualized as well.

That famous verse in Proverbs (which is not a promise, but rather a word of wisdom) should have the following emphasis to catch the original sense of it – “Train up a child in the way HE should go, and when he is old, he will not depart from it.” The encouragement here is to be a wise parent who looks to see what are the unique gifts, bents, and paths a child should pursue.

Haha… as I’m writing, Aaron is singing some song I don’t know (which is most all pop songs to be truthful) and Jesse comes running downstairs and says, “What are you doing singing that?  Is Kelly Garber going to be at this thing?”  And Aaron answers, “Yes, she is, so I’ll have to sing at least one Bon Jovi song!”

Well, I’m heading out to hear him. I’m going to post this now, but I’ll edit it later with a picture or two.

The Name “Hudson”

What’s In A Name?

So I have a new grandson – about which I am quite pleased, I must say! And the Buchman name goes on. I only ever had one male cousin of the last name Buchman, who did have one son – who has no children.

Hudson Buchman

Hudson Roy Buchman was born to Nathan and Allie in the wee hours of Friday, December 30, 2011.

So, the name Hudson – where does that come from?  There are no other Hudson Buchmans out there (I checked!). Although I did find a “Dana Buchman Hudson Sunglasses” – apparently by the fashion designer Dana Buchman.

The name “Hudson” means “Hugh’s Son” … well, there is no Hugh Buchman – though that is the first name of my brother-in-law … the husband of my sister who died two weeks ago.

Henry Hudson

Of course, there is Henry Hudson – the explorer after whom is named the Hudson Bay and Hudson River, etc.  Nathan and Allie would not have any connection there. (Doesn’t the picture of Henry Hudson make it look like he is wearing one of those collar thingies Veterinarians put around a dog’s neck?)

Someone suggested a good nickname for the boy could be “Rock” – because of the famous actor Rock Hudson. But, he is only famous for people my age and older – none of my boys knew who he was or ever heard of him.

Rock Hudson

There have been a whole host of baseball players with the last name of Hudson. That is cool in my book!

The very first family car that I remember as a child was a Hudson. Any of the rest of you remember Hudson automobiles? My father loved that car and said that the faster he drove, the closer it got to the pavement. I don’t know that I believe that one!

1956 Hudson Hornet

The first thing that came to my mind with the name was “Hudson Taylor” (the person whom Taylor University is named after – it is not actually our friend Taylor Oliver who went there, as have all his kids). Hudson Taylor was a great man – the father of faith missions who opened inland China to the Gospel. He founded China Inland Mission. His model of operation was to live fully by faith and to break down barriers of communication to the extent of wearing Chinese garb – an action seen as very odd by other missionaries of the time. Historians have often written that Hudson Taylor made the largest impact for the Gospel to the greatest number of unreached peoples since the Apostle Paul himself.

Hudson Taylor

But in the end, my Hudson grandson is named for himself. His parents simply liked the name, and I do also. He can chart his own course, and I’m sure he will … yep, I’m sure … I’m getting my tickets as soon as possible for the 2036 Olympics, for example! There are running genes there from two sides!

(No pressure Hudson, just don’t mess up!)

Bella-isms

A new feature of life for me that was not present with my former blog is that I now have a granddaughter – who at age 2 ½ makes many funny statements. I’ll call them “Bellaisms.” They come out of nowhere and simply leave you laughing. I remember when her father and uncles did and said such things. Actually, Diana kept a log of funny statements, and I often encourage young parents to do the same.

I’ll give two examples here:

We were finishing a dinner in a Chinese restaurant, and as Bella opened the fortune cookie, her father said, “Read it Bella, what does it say?”  And she answered, “The Cowboys are good, Eagles are bad.”  (Smart girl!)

While at our house today, she was outside with our flock of chickens and two roosters running around. One of the big bad boys – a large “Black Jersey Giant” rooster – went after her by charging at her with flapping wings, etc.  It is honestly a scary thing for anyone, especially for someone so small that she is on head level with the bird. After a few tears, she settled down and heard the rooster crowing from across the pasture. She said, “He’s saying he is sorry … it’s OK black guy!”

I’m sure I’ll be writing more of these posts in the future.