Monday, January 9, 2012

Simple Man

Men are not men because they are old enough and they are not men because they produce children. Men are men when their relationships cost them more than their selfishness. I don't believe I was a man when I got married or when I had my first child, I was operating in my responsibilities for sure but it was what I was supposed to do. I was just comparing myself to other lost boys living out 'fake it, 'til you make it' theology.

I became aware I was becoming a man when surrendering to Christ was my only option...when I asked God to father me for the first time. By that time 3 of my 4 children were born and I was jobless and just settling into a home we couldn't afford even before I lost my job. That was the toughest most humbling and empowering year of my life. I spoke to God and he answered. He gave me a vision for my life, he invited me in and did what I asked, he began to father me.

I began to see that the selfishness of my heart was dulling my masculine growth. It sounds like a contradiction for sure. But what if your penis size did not have power over you...what if your check book didn't give you a name? I began to think of becoming a man and that that is exactly what God wanted me to become. How do you set out in becoming a man, isn't it just supposed to happen? Well, sure I didn't follow a formula or take a class, but the first step for me was to stop trying to be the strongest man in my life. I had to leave room for at least one more, they call him Prince of Peace, Mighty God, Wonderful Counselor, Everlasting Father (Is 9:6). Becoming the man God wanted me to be was more about my surrender to His fatherhood than my ability to just be tougher. I needed to be teachable.

If you know me at all, you know I don't lack confidence. Some may even confess that I never have, but that confidence doesn't come from my own strength but from my interaction with the one who holds my heart in his hands.

I'm boasting...a little. But ultimately I boast in the transforming power of Christ in my life. I could fake it like the rest of the world and maybe my personality is not a whole lot different than it was 6 years ago, but I know this. The story God has written of my life over the last 6 years is much greater and amazing that I could ever have asked for and the relief I now have in knowing that its not all up to me, has allowed me to lead my family courageously.

Friday, January 6, 2012

New

I am going to resist the temptation to overstate my intentions and get sucked into the "New Year resolution" bubble. Emotions and my internal competition tend to overreach and dream about what this year will become. I reason...I serve a big God who has big plans for my life...SO, I am going to accomplish this and that. But as I am beginning to learn, God's big plans for my life take a life to accomplish and the journey IS the destination not the destination itself.

So, here is what I am praying about this year. God has put a missionary heart within Cessie and I and we want to discover what that looks like this next year. Not ready to pack for Africa yet, but we want to understand this call clearer.

KingMaker Ministries is still going and I am waiting..err...God is waiting on me to get the first edition of my book/ guide finished...this is the year to go public, to use the message of Family Discipleship to help Dads lead their children to spiritual maturity.

This summer I will begin to use my outdoor skills to teach teens and families Leave-No-Trace techniques and the use of 10 essentials for survival...I have a hunch on how its going to workout but following Jesus you never know for sure. Which makes following Christ so fun!

Will you pray with us?



Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Screwtape and Wormwood



I had over 32 hours of driving this past weekend and instead of hitting the shuffle button on my iPod as I usually do I was inspired to attempt the Audiobook button on my itunes...

I was on a mission to find a very compelling set of resources that would hold my attention as well as urge me on from glory to glory. Since this was a new endeavor I first began looking online and found some great self/spiritual help style books like "The Principle Of The Path" by Andy Stanley and "Radical" by David Platt...great reads..err hears. Very inspiring.

However the Christian Book store provided my best resource, C.S Lewis' "The Screwtape Letters" in dramatic audio. What a life changing compilation! It was perfect timing too. I was entering a weekend of spiritual warfare as the Wild At Heart conferences purport to be. The parallels draw from the book and the conference where eriely familiar.

What if you had a backrow seat into the schemes of your enemy? What if you knew his plan of attack and your own weakenesses from your enemy's perspective? I felt more prepared for the enemy's attacks and had my defences ready.

"The story of your life is the long sustained assault of your heart by the one who knows who you could be...and fears you."

The fact is there is an Enemy and he hates your guts! His greatest attack is to convince you that he doesn't exist all the while keeping your head in a fog about spirital things.

"All sophisticated people are persuaded that there is no hell or that other place" CS Lewis

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Men's Retreat Colorado

God speaks. He fights. He is dangerous. After encountering God in this way, my heart is sad for it to come to an end. Then God speaks again..."this is only the beginning, son." Hope rises and my courage returns.

This weekend was full of healing and restoration. God refined and cleared the vision he has for my life...but his greatest gift this weekend was to hear his voice. And what he said about me, my heart, my manhood...it just slayed me.

I am just too emotional to unpack all that God said in this post and I am still on the road on my way back to California, but know this there is a love story God is telling and it is set in a world at war. God said "pick up your sword, mighty warrior and pierce the darkness. Start with the dark parts of your heart and fight like hell for yourself and your family." That's what I intend to do...Want to join the fray?

Monday, April 11, 2011

Our Adventure


Kingmaker Ministries is now ONLINE! http://www.traildad.org/ Check out the site and give some feedback. How does it look? Is it missing anything? Is everything clear and understandable?

My son, Caleb and I got back from the bluffs just outside of Bakersfield, Ca. We scrambled up a class 3 mountain side and perched ourselves on top of the highest ridge just west of the Kern River. From a distance the mountains have a greenish brown hue, but up close the hills sang with purple tall grass highlighted by wildflowers. The huge Sierra Nevada mountains were the back drop of this excursion and no car, no plane, or voice could be heard for miles. Just open country as far as the eye could see.

I shared with Caleb that its not everyday that a dad and son can get out like this. Many dads, in fact don't have time for such an excursion. However, I chose to be there right then. Yes, I had to keep stopping so he could get stuff out of his shoe and I had to carry his Batman backpack part of the way because it was too heavy. He wanted to go back a few times as he saw how high we were and how far the truck was, but we pressed on. We got to a place of quietness and closeness, he rarely stopped talking but the low hum of his 6 year old voice was over shadowed by wisping wind over the ridges. I could feel the pleasure of God at that moment when I crouched down to take a picture with my son. He is so curious, so imaginative, so unaware of an absent love. I am so grateful that I get to share a father's love with my son. I am so grateful that he will never have to question if he matters to anyone. He gets to walk through this life knowing his father loves him and that love is close, affectionate, and generous.


Monday, February 22, 2010

King David's Training

David grew up in a classic Jewish home; Kind of like guys who have been going to church their whole life. David couldn’t remember a time when God was not a big part of his family and his life.

He was the youngest son of 8 boys and God had an extraordinary plan for his life. He was going to be King! OK, this kid is like 11-13 years old, he was a sheepherder and was destined to stay a sheepherder the rest of his life. But God looked past the outside and into the heart of David. There was something about him that no one else saw except God.

So from the day he was chosen (secretly) to become the next king, God began to prepare him. God first got him a gig working under the current king. He was the king’s armor carrier and part-time guitarist (while still taking care of his dad’s Sheep). God’s Spirit was with David guiding him the whole way.

What is the best way to learn how to be a king? Hang out with kings! That is exactly the preparation he needed for the plans God had for him. Being an Armor Carrier and guitarist, he had access to military and Government strategies.

He learned by listening and watching. David spent long hours nurturing his relationship with God (in the fields with the sheep) and gaining wisdom behind the scenes in the King’s court. Remember he was barely a teenager and had a firm grasp on his future and worked hard taking care of his responsibilities.

After a few years of training God had a test for him. He had to face a Giant, Goliath. You probably know the story. The greatest moment in the battle was when Goliath basically called God a “Punk” and told the Israelites that he and his people were going to enslave all of the Jews and wipe out any belief in God. The people of Israel were terrified, including the king. When David arrived to see everyone so afraid he was actually confused. David took his relationship with God seriously and during those training years God showed him that the promises of the Bible were true and for him, especially when someone calls God a punk and tries to invade.

How could this now 15-18 year old be so sure that God would give him victory over the Giant? Because God prepared him for the battle by facing Bears and Lions while he was a Sheepherder. David faced this Giant, Goliath, alone and he defeated him without getting a scratch. He even cut the Giants head off and brought it to the King!

This victory was the catalyst for a long and successful reign as King of the most powerful kingdom on earth. His preparation, as a Shepherd and in the king’s court, set the stage for his success. He had many obstacles to overcome after this: dodging spears, watching his best friend die so he could live, being chased by armies, living in caves and many other exploits, but one thing never changed...HIS HEART TO FOLLOW GOD. God is preparing the same heart in you!

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Attack of the Karate Kitten

Daddy's doing school...we came up with a tongue twister with the letter K

A kangaroo kisses a karate kitten. The kitten kicks the kangaroo.


Say that 10 times fast.


Wednesday, September 9, 2009

The Discovery Pen Adventure




I am not much of a conspiritor but I believe with my whole heart that the Discovery Church pen is actually alive. The thought crossed my mind when it would show up in random places around the house like the basket in the bathroom (hiding in the Sudoku Puzzle book), or in the car, in all of my Bibles (it seems to jump from one to another), or what about swimming in the washing machine (WITHOUT Floaties, dangerous!)

Well my suspicions were confirmed when this seemingly innocent pen stowed away into one of our backpacks. See, some friends and I decided to go to the Shining Rock Wilderness in western NC. Over 5 hours away from home and over 1 mile above sea level this little bugger showed its purple little head. It decided to trapes across 15 miles of rugged wilderness and snuggle up with us in our tents at night.

We were a little freaked out at first but because of our Christian faith and compassionate hearts we decided to welcome this stranger as part of the crew. Now that the weekend is over we just can't imagine the adventure without our precious little purple pen.
Here are some of our most special moments...





















Wednesday, July 29, 2009

The Cowboy

Do you ever think about death? I don't normally, mostly because I'm so ADD that I cant finish anything I start so finishing life seems to be off the table, too. Anyway, death has made its way to my mind. Mostly because I have a grandpa (Grandpa Rice) who has been in and out of the hospital for a year or so and barring any unfortunate accidents will be the next family member to leave us. (hopefully its 10 years from know!)
My ministry is built on capturing moments and speaking into the lives of those who mean the most to you. Typically I would focus on teens and kids here because we have a responsibility to lead them and bless the goodness that we see in them. But there are end moments that deserve a measure of closure and kind of a last word. That end moment/last word has been haunting me when I think about my grandpa and what I'll say at his funeral.
Why is there a sense of urgency to fit-in a life's worth of meaning into the last few interactions with people? Because we missed so many along the way? or we think that we'll have another time, or plenty of time to address it? Sometimes i'm just afraid to speak to others when there are other people around, as if it is too uncomfortable for grandma to hear what I think grandpa's life meant to me.

I didn't intend for this post to be an obituary, or to even suggest that Grandpa is on his death bed cuz he is doing good. But now that the can is open...

Things I hope to tell my Grandpa Rice one day but to scared to say today...
You are one of the most positive influences in my life.
I learned about a hard days work from you.
I learned plenty of dirty jokes...some real humdingers too!
I heard you when you talked about how much of a hard worker I was to other men.
You never let a moment get too serious
You never let another man get the better of you.
You're a cowboy. Always had a gun and a dog by your side.
You have a steel will, to quit alcohol and cigarettes 'cold turkey' is amazing.
You let me work on your crane and the summers we spent together were the most amazing adventures of my young life. I cant thank you enough for bringing me along to share in your story.
I loved sharing "a grease burger" with you at Steak and Shake after a long days work at the yard.
You have the best, most contagious smile.
I love how you tell stories and the great experiences you've had. From small town country living, to working on the Alaskan pipeline to building and walking the steel on the skyscrapers of Michigan's grandest buildings, I love hearing about the pink Cadillac and seeing all of the pictures of you with your cowboy hat tilted a little to the side.

I hope one day my grandchildren will be as proud of me as I am proud of you. I couldn't be the man I am today without some credit going your way. Some guys called you the Marlboro Man, and others called you Ray-mo, I will always call you Grandpaw. And one day my grankids will hear about your great adventures and know the story of "The Cowboy".

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Camping Trip

We are ready for our trip


On the trail



Reached the Summit...900 feet above sea level...we hiked 5 miles and well over 600ft elevation gain. I only had to carry Caleb 2wice
notice: "Created By God" and State Park on the same plaque...

The only thing between us and the Black Bear that night

Conquerers of the Wilderness....Wild Men!

Caleb setting up Camp: Nite 2

Mmmmm....Chili Mac and Hot Cocoa


Good Ole' Sleepin Buddies
Pic just before the huge mess of Mallow.


They weren't bears this time.

Happy Birthday Caleb!!!