My Story is not Your Story.


Periodically, though not often, I hear from a missionary I've visited that they have met other sailors as the latter pull in to town for some liberty. This was especially true of Pattaya Beach, Thailand. However, this is often not the case. If you asked ten Christian sailors if they visit missionaries overseas, I would suppose that maybe 4 of them do what I do. Then again, that could be an optimistic number as well.

Why? Most probably don't even consider it. The thought has simple never crossed their mind. It's not bad, it just is. I got the idea to meet missionaries overseas directly (I believe) from God. I didn't think of it and to my knowledge no one put the thought in my head. Therefore, it is just something that happened. Since I believe that information came from God, it would be difficult to assume other Christians would get that same message, or at least the same message the same way I got it.

Yet I did get that message, and it's something I've enjoyed doing. I get to have a finger on the pulse of missions, get to strengthen my own faith, and get to see parts of a city that most people don't get to see.

To read more about my travels and what I do in foreign ports, pick up my ebook at Barnes and Noble or, for more information, click on this link.

Fort2Base Race: Getting Back to Running

It's getting to be that time. August 25 is the race date this year, and as you can see, I have a rather vested interested in the Fort2Base race, having run it's inaugural year and it's sophomore year. I've felt pretty close to this race. I don't know how many people can claim to have run in it's first three years, but I plan to be one of them.

Why do I want to run this year? Honestly one of the reasons is that it's so dear to me. I can't really explain it, but I'll try. While my goal when I first got to Great Lakes was to run in the Chicago Marathon, I realized a year or so into my time here that a marathon might be out of reach for me physically. I'm just not built for that long, nor do I have the patience to train for that size of a race. The half marathon distance is really more of my style. That makes the Fort2Base a perfect fit! At 11.5 miles, it's just under a half distance.

Another reason I want to run it is because I need it to help me prepare for my upcoming Chief Warrant Officer Commissioning Ceremony. One of my best methods of losing weight is through running, as it is something I enjoy. As long as I keep myself healthy, and adjust my eating habits, I usually lose a considerable amount of weight through running.

The final reason I want to run the Fort2Base is because I enjoy the feeling of crossing the finish line. If you've never done it, you need to try sometime, even if it's just a 5K. They call it the Runner's High, and it's no joke. It just feels amazing.

So far, I'm restarting my running after a back injury and Samantha's hospital stay. I've run up to 4 miles,  but obviously I have to get better and lose some more weight before I'm running my 9 minute/mile goal time.

Here are some pics of the wildlife on my recent training runs:



Visit to Brookfield Zoo

I've been hitting it pretty heavy lately on The Navy Christian, so I think it's time to step back for a minute and do something that's a little lighter. Thankfully, my daughter's school (Learn Charter 6 in North Chicago), provided that opportunity via a school field trip.

I followed a few other parents as they followed the bus with the kids and some parent chaperones.

Just before getting onto the interstate, I got left behind by the bus and the first several cars. Sitting through a red light in North Chicago is like watching paint dry, so I figured that the bus was way ahead of me. Speeding along, I actually ended up passing the bus by mistake (I thought that I had seen more than one bus and that that one surely wasn't ours!). I got over in the lane ahead of the bus and tried to go slow, but the bus driver was driving so slow, I couldn't "keep up" with him! So without really trying, I had no choice but to just leave them behind, get to the zoo, and get set up.

I didn't have to wait too long for them, just enough time to get from the south gate, where I parked, to the north gate (main gate), where they parked. The zoo is long, but not very wide, so the two gates aren't that far apart. I made it to the other gate before they even got to me. Soon enough, I was reunited with my little one.

We immediately set off with her group to see the sites. Here are some of the animals we saw.






 I liked the tiger...so you got lots of pics of it. There were several I didn't post! So fascinating to see a big cat moving.
 Sam wanted to hold the rino in her hand. I think it worked out pretty well!



Sam ran out of steam about an hour and a half before the event was supposed to end. I pushed her another 30 minutes, but it became pretty clear to me that she wasn't going to make it. I was concerned about dehydration because it was hot, which I thought might be causing her lack of energy. After talking to her mother (who was with Timothy at an awards event) and her teacher, I decided to take Sam home.

All in all, it was a great event. I'm extremely grateful for the school and the other parents. It was a great day of father-daughter bonding. 

Continuing Strategy of TNC


I've already made a point to suggest that my ministry is centered on writing. I've written an article for Evangelical Missions Quarterly that is slated for January 2014 issue and I'm under assignment with Enrichment Magazine for an article on starting military ministries in local churches. And, thanks to a hospital stay for my daughter, I've been able to get back into blogging, mostly by chronicling her 2 weeks in the hospital.

The problem I have is that I love my three blogs a lot, at least at any given time when I'm interested in the subject they cover. I have a blog about cystic fibrosis, which I haven't written on in some time because I wrote about the hospital stay on this blog. I have a mentoring blog, which I thought would turn out to be a major ministry in and of itself, but that didn't really materialize. I think that churches already believe they support mentoring even if they don't. Anyway, I also have a fourth blog in the works for writing travel reviews on countries that Sailors visit.

What does this mean? Well, it means on one hand that I don't have any idea what I really want to write about. Or rather, I want to write about everything. I'm not just a one-passion man. I love technology, mentoring, being a Christian sailor, and beating cystic fibrosis. I also like politics, but my politics are a little different than most Christians, so I try to refrain from writing about it. Besides, what am I supposed to say about the government I've sworn to protect?

Suffice to say, I needed a new blogging plan of action. Starting now, I will publish at least one post per week in each of my passions. If I get excited enough to publish more than that, then so be it. However, the point of it all is to publish one post, build a following, expand my Twitter position and the Navy Christian Facebook page, and continue to write articles for magazines. In a few years, I really want to have a book deal. Probably a goal for 2016.

So there you have it. Things are changing a little in order to expand my writing platform in preparations for the future. Just think...someday you'll be able to say, “I knew him then.”

Sometimes it's about Doubt

Thanks to Sam's recent hospitalization, I've had ample opportunities to think about her mortality. Of course, in my head, I know we all are mortal; part of the fallen world. We wait on perfection and wish it were already here. If I'm not too careful, moments like this cause me to become frustrated and doubt. In the end, though, I believe God is sovereign. I'm just trying to do his bidding.

A dear friend of ours wrote a note of encouragement on Facebook the second day of Sam's hospitalization. In that note he reminded us that we went into this understanding that Sam wouldn't outlive us and that basically, we shouldn't be too concerned. We know perfection is coming.

Sam's doctor, who is a gem of a woman, reassured us the day she admitted Sam into the hospital that, “You will see her graduate high school. You'll see her go to college.” 20-30 years ago, that wouldn't have been a guarantee. We are grateful.

I'm grateful for those who want to reassure us, through whatever words they choose. The fact is that I ignore Sam's mortality all the time. Even as I type this I have to force myself to realize the truth of the matter. My life expectancy is 77. Samantha's is 37. I'm 2 years away from 37. Maybe that's why it's hard to take in. Accepting Sam's mortality requires me to accept my own.

Someday, there will be no Samantha Joy. I'm looking at her right now, and someday I won't be able to. What does that feel like to the thousands of people who have lost loved ones to Cystic Fibrosis? Or more broadly speaking...what does it feel like to lose someone you love, whatever the cause? My friend Chris died in Africa several months ago. I'm still not over it. I prayed hard against his passing. Many have seemingly moved on. I have too, as long as I don't think about it.

Some people might judge me for not having more faith. I have no real response, except to say that I burned a lot of faith praying for my friend in Africa who is with us no more. Maybe this isn't about Sam's mortality as much as it has to do with my confusion about God's plan.

This blog seeks to be a tool for God to use to grow his Kingdom. But it is also a blog about me...my failings, my success, my faith (or lack thereof). So you're stuck sometimes with posts like this, that seemingly betray my doubt. It is what it is. God is either big enough to handle my doubt, or he is too small to matter.

The Reality of Arguing versus Debating


When I was in high school, I was an avid debater. Not quite as good as my little brother Nathan, but I could stand on my own two feet. I loved debating and even got offered a very small scholarship to do it at a local college. Nathan, as an aside, is a high school teacher and debate coach with a degree in communications. I don't feel bad playing second fiddle to him in the world of debate.

I've noticed something lately. As I've “flexed” my theological muscles and entered into some debates at work or on Twitter/Facebook, I've realized that real debates bother me deeply. For example, I got into a rather heavy argument with a fellow Sailor about the existence of God. It's very difficult to prove the existence of our Father, and I was up against a wall on more than one occasion. I was bothered about that for several days. Still am really.

Recently, an argument (that I referenced on a previous blog post) on Twitter really got me going. The guy I was arguing with was a Christian, which makes me feel even worse. Christians should be able to debate and then make up and walk away. We're Christians, right?

Three days later and that guy has stopped talking to me, but I don't know if he's just preparing another round of questions that I won't want to answer (he's too political for my taste). If he does, I'll have to call him out on his misinterpretation of scripture meant for Israel. I'm hoping it doesn't come to that. (As an update...he has unfollowed me on Twitter. I reciprocated the action.)

I realize my problem with apologetics and debating in general. My problem is that I expect that the arguments will remain respectful, that the sides will realize their differences, and that they will shake hands upon completion of the debate. It is, after all, what happens in structured debate. This, however, is not often the case in real life. And as I can't stand uncomfortable situations, I loathe debating now.

My heart's desire is to tell the world about Jesus Christ. What they do with him is up to them, but I know how I feel about the issue. I've been able to share my faith with many people at my command (No MRFF problems here) and I'm grateful for the experiences. What I'm not grateful for is the feeling in the pit of my stomach when real debates take place.

I asked Nathan, who is also a PhD student in educational psychology at Kansas University, to weigh in on the subject. He suggests handling the feelings of real debate by remembering what a debate is really about - compromise. A real debate is not about winning or losing. Especially if you're in a competitive environment (high school debate tournaments, presidential or mayoral elections, etc.), it's hard to see debate as anything other than winning something. "Yet, in real life, it is not that simple. There aren't really winners and losers. There are a lot of partials. Theology aside, there are very few instances of clearly defined rights and wrongs. The issue that you're having, from the sound of it, is both rhetorical and psychological.

"It is rhetorical because, as I described above, both of you are looking to win the debate instead of looking for a compromise. There are probably some truths in between both sides of arguments, which is usually where most truths are located. Hardly ever is the truth found in the extremes, especially involving politics. For instance, I tend to be adamantly against the death penalty because I don't believe it is my calling to ever judge another person's life. Yet that position is not, from what I know at least, completely backed up by the Bible. There are plenty of instances where a death penalty was not only appropriate, but commanded by God. So am I disobeying God by following what I believe is my "true" conviction to protect life? You tell me. I am willing to compromise that there might be times in which death could be an appropriate sentence; however, I will never allow myself to sit on that jury unless I'm forced by death myself to do so.

"The issue also seems to be psychological, and here is where I am not trying to sound harsh by any means. It looks like this is becoming a fight for pride. Again, think about winning and losing. If your Christian friend is trying to rebut you at every turn, most likely there's a wound festering. Maybe on both sides. Humans are a very proud species, and part of that is the ultimate price of sin. Psychologically, then, it is hard for us to step down from our positions at times and realize that we might not have the full answer, or that we might actually be wrong (or at least not completely correct). Now, I say all these things not to indict; rather, I say them because I have only been given the information above."

Nate continues, "I am saddened that so many Christians are involved in many of the "debates" that you and your friend are involved in. Sure, a good debate is worth the investment. Bu a good debate should, as you put it, be respectful of various viewpoints, and it should not seek one right answer. Instead, a good debate will allow for multiple solutions, all of which might be good options. Maybe one is better than the rest, but it could be that all options are viable. Individuals get so stuck in their self-made ruts of ideologies that they cannot see past their own brainwashed theories. This is what debate coaches are supposed to teach their students, but 1) not every student becomes a master, and 2) many debate coaches are stuck in the same rut. We create ruts like this: "God-fearing, gun-owning Christian lives in this home." So if I don't own guns, can I not be God-fearing? Or how about the "God hates fags" slogan that I'm sure you are aware of floating around. Did not Jesus himself hang out with the worst of sinners of the time period? If that is the case, and if we are going to label any individuals as being the worst of sinners, shouldn't Christians be all about loving and living with those individuals? Anyway, just my thoughts."

He concluded by saying that, "In the end, a good debate should end up asking more questions than answering. If it doesn't, or you can't come up with multiple, respectful truths, then you're probably not having a debate. You're throwing around arguments with no real intention of persuading anyone else or being persuaded of anything else yourself."

Thanks Nate. I for one am going to start reviewing how I “debate” with people regarding my faith.

Navy Christian Response to Air Force Painting on Fox News

I love Twitter. It gives me a larger viewing spectrum than Facebook does and I have more followers. Makes me feel better about myself. You wouldn't understand. Anyway, I enjoy being on it. Then I saw a fella posting about how everyone is an enemy of America. His handle is @ArmyofGod7. So this guy says that Eric Holder is an enemy of America, All terrorists are enemies of America (Israel, Spain, England, et al, might beg to differ), and the Military Religious Freedom Foundation (MRFF) is an enemy of America. There were several others, but I shorted the arguments for you, my dear readers.

Being intrigued at the MRFF attack, I asked him why he was mad at them. He said that he read an article by Todd Starnes about the Air Force taking down a painting that had a Bible verse on it. Then he said they will be CURSED! Well, since he used capital letters, it must be prophecy.

My first thought on this subject was, “Is this true? Or is someone pulling my leg?” Well, apparently it's true. So, as a Christian in the Navy, I have a few things I want to say about this situation. Here are my thoughts:

1. The Military Religious Freedom Foundation is an interesting piece of work. I can't really figure out what I think of them, but my first impression is not good. I've been to their website and they are very real looking and seem to have many clients. Good for them. As I am not very popular, and my work never lands in the Huffington Post, I will never been a threat to them. However, the fact that they have enough time to argue about a little picture on the wall means they have too much time on their hands. I'm going to investigate this more in the future.

2. The Air Force NCO (non-commissioned officer) who took offense at the painting needs to get over it. We are all, whether Christian or not, subjected to things that are offensive at nearly any given time. We exist to protect our country and our country's interests. They do not include having our feelings protected. You can contact me if you want.

3. Christians who are mad at the Wing Commander who took this down, or mad at the MRFF are wasting time. I've already said we're headed toward a post-chaplain military and we're already living in a post-Christian world. Get on with life shipmates. There is Gospel work to do.

4. @ArmyofGod7 is out of his mind. Seriously, sign up for Twitter, follow @NavyChristian, and then ridicule him. Everyone is an enemy of the State according to him. The worst he'll do to me is call me an enemy of America, and since I've got socks with more sea time than he has, I shouldn't have much trouble proving my patriotism.

5. Finally, the painting is ridiculous. Whoever painted it should be ashamed of himself/herself. What in the world is going on when we have an American flag becoming a European crusader flag? That makes me as angry as someone flying the Confederate Flag. Anyway, the verse used has nothing to do with integrity. Integrity says that we do our job to the best of our abilities, not throwing verses from the Bible around out of context.

The Huffington Post wont, but they should contact me or some other military Christian for our take on the issue. It's not right that they just parade this one around like a stunning victory. I actually like a lot of what the HuffPost does. This though, is silly. However, since I visited their site at least three times while writing this blog post, I would assume that it did what they wanted it to do.

Military Invocation and Benediction for Commissioning Ceremony

My blog gets looked at fairly often when someone wants to know what a military benediction or invocation looks like. While this is just one I've used (name changed), it is a fairly common style. If you are looking for a template, then please  feel free to use it. This is an example of one I used for a commissioning ceremony.

Invocation: 

Dear Father, I am grateful for the opportunity to join with these sailors, chiefs, and officers in thanking you for a career well spent for FCC Jacobson. We are looking forward to what his commission will do for him, and what he will do for the Navy because of it. It is with heavy anticipation that we look forward to the ceremony and to the new chapter in this man’s life.

Thank you for this opportunity, Father. May your will be served.

In your holy Name, Amen

Benediction:

Father, We look forward to great things from this man. We expect nothing less than the best as he proceeds, under your umbrella, with the new direction his career has taken. Please shine your light upon him as he goes out to do his best for you, for our country, and for the Navy. Please bless him in his future assignments.

In your name, Amen