Yesterday, being a fifth Sunday, was Youth Sunday at New Life. The kids did a really great job. They used a lot of the music and videos we've been using in our new Wednesday night program and it was about the best youth service we've ever had in my opinion. Of course, you have to take into consideration that Jarrod, my firstborn, preached the morning message.
He and his dad had worked on putting his sermon together all week. His text was Acts 16:16-34. Darren showed him how to research the background of the text and put together a sermon outline. Jarrod found a Mythbusters video clip he wanted to use as an illustration and threw in a couple of personal stories. He was so nervous when he first started but then he really loosened up and started stepping away from the pulpit (and his notes) and getting into it. A chip off the old block. He did such a wonderful job and I was so proud of him I almost cried. His sermon lasted 20 minutes which I think is very respectable considering he was a first-timer. Hopefully we'll be able to get his message up on the church website soon.
I know pride is not often talked about in a favorable light but I can't help it. I just feel so blessed to have such a wonderful kid. He just never ceases to amaze me. He is the most unselfish, gracious and helpful young man. He never complains and so far I haven't seen any of that "teen attitude." I am so proud of him and the Christian example he sets for others....even me. Of course, with what I've got to look forward to with Jacob and Noah, I better enjoy it while it lasts!
Monday, March 31, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
Blown Away
We are having a unique problem here at the Fizer household. This problem involves Noah and is completely different from anything I ever experienced with Jarrod or Jacob.
The root of the problem: We've had A LOT of wind over the past couple of months and those of you who have visited/attended at New Life know that the particular spot on the hill where the church is located is one of the windiest spots in the world. One Wednesday evening when we came out of church we were walking along the side of the building toward the van and the wind was really gusting but as it turns out we didn't feel the full force of the wind until we cleared the end of the building. The wind was so strong that it picked Noah up off the ground. He was holding my hand (thank goodness) and it blew his feet out from under him. He was literally flying, suspended in mid-air for a second. It scared him to death! Now every time we get ready to go outside to walk to the van or to get out of the van to walk inside he screams if you don't carry him or at least hold his hand. "Hold me! It's winny! I'll blow away!"
I guess the upside to this problem is that I don't have to worry about him going outside without me.
The root of the problem: We've had A LOT of wind over the past couple of months and those of you who have visited/attended at New Life know that the particular spot on the hill where the church is located is one of the windiest spots in the world. One Wednesday evening when we came out of church we were walking along the side of the building toward the van and the wind was really gusting but as it turns out we didn't feel the full force of the wind until we cleared the end of the building. The wind was so strong that it picked Noah up off the ground. He was holding my hand (thank goodness) and it blew his feet out from under him. He was literally flying, suspended in mid-air for a second. It scared him to death! Now every time we get ready to go outside to walk to the van or to get out of the van to walk inside he screams if you don't carry him or at least hold his hand. "Hold me! It's winny! I'll blow away!"
I guess the upside to this problem is that I don't have to worry about him going outside without me.
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