Day 4

Today we finished up Day 4 in the studio at Jake's Place working on our new CD. It's going really really well. Jake Hunter is an amazing engineer and is doing a great job. The Lord is blessing beyond what I ever expected. Every day He shows up in a powerful way, and with His presence He brings an amazing sense of freedom to worship and allow Him to move in and through us. My hope is that we can catch that as much as possible on the record. That the whole album would be totally bathed in His presence--that when anyone hears it, they will sense His presence. Keep praying that the Lord will sustain us through another week and that the end result will be nothing less than a sweet sound in His ears.

The Holy Bathroom Kiss

Somehow I was able to capture this moment a few days ago. Priceless. I guess my kids figured that since they had just finished brushing their teeth, the appropriate next step was a little innocent brother-sister smooch. I couldn't agree more. These kids take the Bible seriously and literally. What I have yet to figure out though (as parents have likely pondered for centuries), concerning normal sibling behavior, is how they can go from this one moment to pulling each other's hair out the next. How is this even possible? In the words of the famous Mr. Owl, "The world may never know."

New Tunes

It's only Wednesday but it feels like I've lived a full week already. We've been rehearsing like crazy with the guys this week before we go in the studio beginning Monday. Tasha and I are pumped up and really excited about it. We've got about 12 tunes we're working on that will hopefully pan into a new worship CD later in the year. We've got four covers, three of which are old hymns we've re-written, and then the rest will be originals. We're stoked! And the guys I've got working with me are phenomenal! Not only top of the line musicians, but guys that love Jesus with all of their hearts and have a passion to see God be praised above all! I'm truly being humbled and challenged through this whole process. (Nate, Andy C., Andy B., Scott, Nolan and Brett, thank you guys so much for your friendship!)

Here's a little clip from our rehearsal time the other night. This was one of those spontaneous worship moments that will surely turn out to be one of the best tracks on the CD. Take a look.

Weddington Comm. Ch. 6-29

Worship set at Weddington Community Church 6-29-08

1. Point of Difference (Hillsong United)
2. All Because of Jesus (Steve Fee)
3. All Hail the Pow'r/Raise Up the Crown (Chris Tomlin)
4. Center (Charlie Hall, Matt Redman)
5. The Wonder of This Sight (Via)
6. Grace Will Be My Song (Fee)

Salvation and Nickname Evolution

I just returned from a week in the Raleigh/Durham area. I spoke and lead worship for the youth of Corinth Baptist Church in Oxford, NC Monday through Thursday night. Tasha stayed back with the kids as we were all still jet-lagging and, since it is my desire to stay married, I insightfully made the decision that Tasha should stay home this week in order to rest and recoup for the next traveling excursion that comes our way. Against my liking and preference, I nevertheless flew solo and made the trek to Oxford on my own. I had the pleasure of staying with my brother, Bakes*, and his nearly-expecting wife, Keesha, at their home in Wake Forest.

I had a great week with this youth group. My friend, Murray Sinclair from South Africa, is doing a phenomenal job there as the youth pastor. He invited me to come and bring the Word to his kids all week for their VBS, and it was a pleasure to do just that. The biggest highlight for me was seeing one 12-year-old young man named Dalton, pray to receive Christ on Tuesday night after a strong talk about the gruesome death and glorious resurrection of Christ. It was a sweet time as this young man opened up his heart to receive the Lord.

Thank You, Lord, for making this week all worth it for that one young man to come to faith in You, and to be able to plant the seeds of the Gospel in the hearts of many others.

*"Bakes" is a nickname. His real name is Jacob, and he falls fourth in line of 5 kids. All 5 of us Via kids had nicknames growing up, and now, years later, we all 5 still have the same nicknames and use them quite frequently. In fact, my brother Smooth, second in line, goes by that name solely. In reality, there are very few people left in the world who know his real name. He almost got away with having "Smooth" put on his diploma when he graduated from seminary a few years ago. Unfortunately the registrar caught it at the last minute. Anyway, back to Bakes. His nickname evolved like so many of ours did. And it's really hard to be sure about its exact origin, but it began as something of a taunt and heckle by my middle brother, Heelz, when they were but young boys. Heelz would frequently pester Bakes with a sinister rhyme having something to do with baking dough, a remark that I can only assume implied that he thought Bakes to be a momma's boy. Again, no one can really be sure why the act of baking was deemed as a put-down, though, if you knew my brother Heelz, you might be more inclined to follow the logic. Nonetheless, the evolution of the baking brother eventually found itself as simply, Bakes, and the world has never been the same. At least, that's my recollection of it anyway.

Stay tuned for more flashback fridays where I will pull back the curtain on more Via nicknames and their historical evolution to become what they are today.

Hungary Pix

A quaint lake and park we found on our bike excursion










Our daily routine of skyping our kids back in Colorado










Hungarian food is not geared for a low-carb diet










Tasha at the castle










With our friend Jeff Long, Pastor of Parkwood Baptist Church










Tasha humoring me with a pose on our excursion (what a hottie!)










The MKs (missionary kids) had a lot going on throughout the week. They had their own VBS all week. Some of them are seen here playing at the carnival.








Having coffee with some of the missionaries










We found the evasive castle!

Amazon and B&N

Just wanted to make the announcement that The Discovery is now available on Amazon and Barnes and Noble. Here are the links if you're interested. Blessings.

Amazon

Barnes and Noble

Memories vs. Stuff

Let me use this platform to thank my incredible parents-in-law for taking such good care of our kids while Tasha and I were away! Robbie and Larry, you guys are awesome. Thanks for believing in what we're doing and showing it in such a practical way by taking care of our 2 crazy kiddos. We love you guys.

The four of them made some wonderful memories over the past week, venturing off to the zoo, to a children's theme park, multiple trips to the playground, hanging out together reading books and just doing what grandparents do best. But without the spoiling! Sure.

During our trip, Pastor Jeff Long told me something that will probably always stick with me. He said he heard it from Dr. Jim Henry, former pastor of FBC Orlando, and it has made an incredible difference in his family life. He said, (my paraphrase)

"Don't give your children stuff, give them memories!"

I love that! That's what we want to do. That's how we want to raise our kids. Sure, memories will fade, but not as quickly as stuff. And it's in those simple times of just being together as a family, living simple, using imaginations and hanging out together, that those lifetime bonds happen--that our kids realize what really matters in life--not stuff, but relationships. And our prayer is that through that they will begin to understand the most important relationship in life--the one between them and their Heavenly Father!

Back from Hungary

We're back in the US. Got in late last night into Colorado Springs with no luggage! It's supposed to arrive tonight. My body is praying that will be so as it begs for fresh clothes! We'll head back into Charlotte on Sunday afternoon.

It was a great trip to Hungary. Thank you all for your prayers. The Lord showed up in some really cool ways during our worship times throughout the week. We heard on numerous occasions from the missionaries just how refreshing it was to worship together in English--something I never really think about, and definitely take for granted.

We met some really cool missionary families, and got to hear firsthand stories of what God is doing all over Eastern Europe. There about 180 people total including kids and volunteers, from about 6 or 7 countries including Hungary, Romania, Czech Republic, Slovakia, and Moldova. Many of these families have now become some of our dearest friends, and we hope to return soon to help some of them minister within their own cities.

Thanks so much for your prayers and support.

God Of This City

Here's a song that is sweeping the world and became the anthem for our week here in Hungary. We sang it several times throughout the week encouraging the missionaries to embrace a huge vision for the city in which God has placed them. We sang it with conviction. We sang it with passion. We sang it believing that, in fact, God is not done with the cities of this world--the cities represented by these missionaries scattered all throughout Eastern Europe.

Here's some quick background on this song. While leading worship in Belfast, Ireland, Chris Tomlin and his band discovered this little obscure band called "BlueTree." They heard this song and were immediately captured by it. The band explained to Tomlin that the song was birthed out of a time of ministry in the city of Pattaya, Thailand. Pattaya has over 30,000 prostitutes over the age of 18, and hundreds more under that age. While ministering in the city, BlueTree was invited by the owner of a bar to play some music. They immediately took him up on the offer, seeing it as an opportunity to sing the love and power of Christ over the city. And it was during this time of singing in the bar that this song was birthed. In a few short moments, "God of This City" was spontaneously created for the glory of God as a message of hope over a destitute city. And God is using it all over the world to stir the hearts of people to embrace, love and draw to Christ the city in which God has placed them. Let it be that for you, as well.

Hungary Recap with Pastor Jeff Long

The Deaf Need the Gospel

This morning a deaf missionary named Steve James shared about his recent experience battling leukemia. Steve serves among the deaf population in Hungary, and was diagnosed about 3 years ago with the disease. Steve had to come off the mission field for treatment in the states, and was determined to get back on the field. After months of blood transfusions and finally a stem cell transplant, the Lord has fully restored Steve and he's now 3 days back onto the field with his wife serving again in the country they love among the deaf population who also desperately need to hear, or rather see, the Gospel. Thanks, Steve, for being so faithful to the calling of God on your life.

In Search of a Hungarian Castle

To the tune of "It's Natural to Be Afraid" by Explosions in the Sky

Basketball and Blood Clots

When I was in seminary, I had several classes with a guy named Steve Brown. Steve was one of the many guys that I would see almost everyday, but just never really interacted with--probably due to laziness on my part, but definitely not due to a lack of coolness on his. Steve's a sharp guy. Witty and hilarious. Loves his family. And definitely loves Jesus.

When we arrived here in Hungary on Friday night, I immediately recognized him. We talked and caught up and I soon discovered that he is ministering and church planting in the Czech Republic. Steve and his wife, April, have 3 kids (soon to have four through a Czech adoption) and have been serving Christ among the Czech people for about 4 years now. Steve shared a little bit of his story yesterday.

A year ago, he blew out his knee playing basketball. They immediately left town to seek better treatment. During surgery, a blood clot developed and moved to his lung. The doctors were not hopeful. In fact, they put Steve on blood thinners to ease their conscience and told him to prepare his will. Before going to bed that night, Steve and April had the most difficult conversation of their marriage--about organ doaning, arrangements for their family, and all the rest. He told me it was one of the toughest nights he had ever had, not knowing if he would wake up the next morning. But he did. And he and April were convinced that God was not through with him.

Upon leaving for the hospital, he told his Czech people that he would return on such-and-such a date to continue ministering. About 6 months later, after three excruciating surgeries and weeks of rehabilitation, Steve and April returned to their city and to their people on the very day that they said they would, attesting to the amazing mercy and kindness of their all-powerful God. Steve and April haven't looked back. Almost a year since the accident, they are more resolved than ever to continue the work God has for them in the Czech Republic as they truly give of their lives in service to Christ and for the sake of the Gospel.

Leaving the Delta Dream Behind

I've been a slacker since we arrived here in Hungary. We do have an internet connection, albeit slow at times. I simply have not pulled away to write. Tasha is doing much better about writing on her blog. Nonetheless, here we go:

It's been an amazing trip so far here in Budapest, Hungary. We're actually about an hour and a half outside of the city (not sure exactly where), at a little place called Villapark. We're here with missionaries who are scattered abroad all over Eastern Europe with the International Mission Board of the Southern Baptist Convention. This is one week out of the year they all really look forward to, to come together, have fellowship, give testimonies of what God is doing in their respective cities, to sit under some biblical training and teaching (by my good friend, Jeff Long) and to worship together in English, which they never get to do--a small commodity I take for granted back home.

We met one couple, Wes and Tamara Banks, who gave up a comfortable lifestyle in Atlanta, Georgia to come to the mission field of Eastern Europe to interface with the gypsies of southern Romania. Wes left his job with Delta after 16 years of climbing the ladder, and gave it all up for the cause of Christ, to answer God's calling on their lives. They have 2 little boys, Wesley and Colter (8 and 6), whom they are seeking to raise in the admonition of the Lord, and with the understanding that the American Dream is just that--nothing more than a dream--fleeting--a chasing after the wind that only leaves you more empty than when you first began the chase.

The gypsy culture that Wes and Tamara are working in is unique, to say the least. Gypsies have a culture within a culture. They are drifters--roamers. They have their own hodge-podge of religious belief borrowed from numerous currents of religious thought mixed together with superstition and family tradition. But nonetheless in need of the light of the Gospel. They are loyal and committed to their family traditions, whether it be circus bear trainers, musicians, metal workers ... whatever. They stay true to their traditions. The Light of the Gospel is the only hope for gypsies. Pray for Wes and Tamara as they seek to find in-roads for the Gospel.

I'm doing a study of 1 John while I'm here in Hungary. Here's some things the Lord has shown me so far.

Chapter 1

1. THE REASON - v. 4 - "...that our joy may be complete..." - The world is looking for sincere joy - not fabricated.

2. THE MESSAGE - v. 5 -

A) God is Light

B) There is no Darkness in Him

Cross-Reference - Ps. 119:105 - "Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path."

3. THE WARNING - vv. 6, 8, 10 - "If we say we have fellowship with Him and walk in darkness, we are lying ... If we say we have no sin, we are deceiving ourselves ... we make Him a liar."

I would never make these claims verbally, but I think sometimes I speak them with my lifestyle. My actions take the place of my mouth. Actions become words.

4. THE REWARD - vv. 7, 9 -

A) Fellowship - (koinonia) - this is not coffee and doughnuts fellowship - this is genuine fellowship. Fellowship that holds each other accountable. Walking in the light means exposing the truth to one another in love. It means sin confrontation, weeping with each other, etc. It involves holding the blacklight of the Word of God over our lives and exposing the nasty sin that is hidden.

B) Cleansing/Forgiveness - means genuine change - Isaiah 1:18 - "though your sins are as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow." Ps. 103:12 - "As far as the east is from the west, so far has He removed our transgressions from us."

In the Springs and Recaps from 6-8-08

We made it to Colorado Springs yesterday with 2 kids, 2 instruments, 3 pieces of luggage, 2 carry-ons, 1 wife with an achy back, and a hand full of compliments from fellow travelers impressed with the behavior of our kids (a phenomenon I can't take any credit for, to be sure.  It all goes to my wife!).  We're in the Springs for several reasons: 1) For a mini-vacation before we fly out to Budapest, Hungary on Thursday; 2) To drop the kids off here with Tasha's parents, Robbie and Larry Litke, of whom our kids love dearly but rarely get to spend time with; and 3) To receive some long-awaited information regarding the pain in Tasha's back--according to Tasha's mom's chiropractor, Tasha is elongated on one side of her body by one-and-a-half inches.  Thankfully, it's not her spine, but her pelvis.  Could have been after child birth with our kids.  Who knows.  All I know is, I have an inch-and-a-half more wife than previously thought. That's pretty cool, I guess.  I'm just sorry that more wife for me means more pain for her.  But hopefully with some stretching exercises, she'll be good-to-go in no time.  

We're pumped up about our trip to Budapest.  Like I said, we leave Thursday out of the Denver airport, and we'll start ministry on Saturday morning.  Hopefully, we'll have internet capability where we're staying so that we'll be able to blog about the week.  We'll see.

And just to recap from Sunday ... it was a great day.  We led at both Weddington Community Church in Weddington, NC Sunday morning and Ridge Church in Matthews, NC Sunday night.

Weddington's house band was great.  Awesome guys with hearts for Christ.  

We played:

1. Let God Arise (Chris Tomlin)

2. Salvation is Here (Hillsong United)

3. All Because of Jesus (Steve Fee)

4. How Great is Our God (Tomlin)

5. Center (Matt Redman, Charlie Hall)

6. Marvelous Light (Charlie Hall)

Sunday Night at Ridge was definitely one of the best nights that I've been a part of since Ridge's conception last year.  Everything from the flow of the night, the attitude of worship on the part of everyone in the band, the choice of worship songs, the production-value of Rusty and his crew, the focus on Scripture, the message from Reggie Joyner from Northpoint ... everything.  It was all right on target.  And the presence of the Lord was definitely obvious.

We played:

1. Let God Arise

2. Center of it All (Tim Hughes)

3. How Great is Our God/How Great Thou Art 

4. True Love (Phil Wickham - Holy Cow!  This is my new favorite song.  Before you read any further, go to iTunes right now and download this tune.  I almost cried the first time I heard it. Phil's description of the suffering of Christ and the impact it had on Heaven is astounding and brings a fresh perspective to the whole ordeal.  I love it!)

It was an amazing day, and I find myself exhausted, thankful, and fully satisfied here in Colorado Springs ... just in time to go crazy in Hungary.  Bring it on!

“Go After Them!”

Matthew 28:18-20 and Mark 16:15 are often referred to as the Great Commission passages – “great” because they weighed heavily on the obedience of his followers to perform a task impossible through human effort alone – “commission” because He was sending them out into the world as “sheep among wolves” (Matt. 10:16). But these words apply not only to his followers at that particular time, but also they carry over and require the obedience of His followers in the 21^st century. Jesus said, “Go, therefore, and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit” (Matt. 28:19).

Perhaps no one fulfilled this command more than William and Catherine Booth, founders of The Salvation Army. For years they toiled and labored in the darkest, foulest slums of 19^th century London, meeting the physical needs of the homeless and battered while sharing with them the beautiful life-changing message of Christ (a beautiful marriage of orthodoxy and social justice). Thousands of men, women, children and prostitutes were rescued off the streets of London and born again into the family of God because of the unwavering obedience of William and Catherine, often in the face of persecution and rejection.

In what was to be her last public address before succumbing to the ravages of cancer, Catherine spoke these strong words to a missionary conference June 21, 1888:

Look at the world again for a minute. Here are the millions of men entrenched in their wickedness; entrenched behind all manner of refuges of lies, enamored of their sins – some gaiety, some drink, some impurity, some ambition, some money, some learning, some one thing, and some another. There they are, satisfied with their sin so far, because poor things, they will not allow themselves to think. They are not inclined to think. Oh, if a man would only shake himself up for an hour, and face God and eternity, he would not rest in his sins; but their great desire, and the great object of the Devil, is to keep these things from them; so he keeps them always preoccupied – always busy. How are you going to get them down from their tower of self-satisfaction, sin, and pleasure? Do you think they are coming down by your saying, “Here, come along; hear me; let me preach to you. Come and be converted”? Oh no! The Christian Church has been trying that game too long. The people are far too busy. They turn around and tell you so. They say, “I am doing a great work; I cannot come to you.”

Listen to what Jesus Christ commissioned his disciples to do. Not to ensconce (entrench) themselves in comfortable buildings and invite the people to come, and then, if they would not come, leave them alone to be damned. No, no! He said: “Go ye,” which means, “Go after them.” Where, Lord? “Into all the world.” What to do? “Preach the Gospel to every creature.” Where, Lord? “Where the creatures are. Follow them!” If ever you are to get this work done it will be by pressing God’s truth upon the attention of men, and making them hear, and think, and feel; and it must be done by men and women who have themselves experienced and are living in the practice of what they preach.[i]

Catherine’s challenge echoes the words of Christ the day He ascended back into heaven. Catherine’s challenge spilled forth from a life of total commitment to that commission. We must go forth. We must help people understand and realize this prison of sin in which they are confined. Their eyes are blind, just like yours and mine were. So, must go to them. We cannot expect blind people to make their way to us. They are preoccupied with their own blind condition. We must go to them.

I often hear the response, “But how do I do it? What do I say to people?” This is a legitimate question. My response? Simply live the life God has created you to live. Love sinners. Eat with sinners as Jesus did. Build relationships. Find a physical need and meet it. Let His love flow out of you into their lives in the most natural of ways. And then tell them about Him. Speak his truth at every opportunity. People are looking for something real and something genuine, and we have it.

What are some preoccupations (busyness) that you see people deal with who are far from Jesus Christ?

Think of one person in your sphere of influence who needs Jesus Christ. What are some practical ways you can begin to reach them with the love of Christ?

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[i] Catherine Booth, “The Challenge,” quoted in Trevor Yaxley, William and Catherine: A New Biography (Minneapolis, MN: Bethany House, 2003), p. 263-64.

"The Discovery" is Here!

Well, it's finally here. My book came out today. I'm pretty jacked up. It's one of those feelings that's almost surreal. As a first-time author, I wasn't sure how it would turn out, but after holding the hard copy in my hands and seeing what a beautiful job Xulon Press did, I'm flying pretty high. I definitely feel like God was honored through the entire process and now I'm just praying that it will reach people with the Gospel and draw others closer to Him beyond what I am capable of doing in my own strength.

Thank You, Lord, for allowing me to see this small dream come to fruition.

I'll let you guys know when it's available on Amazon. But for now, you can purchase it here, if you'd like, straight from Xulon. Or just come see us this summer wherever we may be leading worship and get 'em from us ... cheaper.

Also, a special thanks goes out to so many of you, our supporters, who helped carry the financial load of this project. We love you guys and couldn't do this without you.

Violin Prodigy

This was Tasha's first violin, and Areyna's first opportunity to play it! I'm a blessed man!

Let's Go

I'm going to this and so should you!

A Funeral, A Testimony

I just got an e-mail this morning from my friend Alex Anders from Journey Church in Raleigh, NC where my brother, Smooth, is on staff. Alex's brother, Adam, is a songwriter and producer and knows Steven Curtis Chapman's family really well. He sent out this e-mail after attending the funeral the other day, and wow, what a testimony it was to the power of the Gospel and the sustaining grace of Christ! Read it for yourself.

Hey Everyone,

I just got back to LA from the funeral of Steven Curtis Chapman's 5 year old daughter in Nashville. The service was unbelievable! More a worship service and celebration than funeral. It really shows the power of the cross, and what it means to have put your faith in Christ. I saw it lived out yesterday morning in a most powerful way. God was there.... it was a life changing moment for me.

Please keep praying for them. Here is a note from a friend of mine that was there with me:



Hi Everyone,

Thanks for all your prayers for the Chapman family. They certainly have felt the love of God over the past few days from all those who have lifted them up in prayer during this unimaginably difficult time.

Kari and I are flying back to LA as I write after an amazing two days in Nashville. This was life changing. The name of the Lord was exalted in ways that we could never retell. We are in awe at His grace, compassion and mercy. Little Maria's life, although short, has already moved mightily in peoples lives to bring Him glory.

Last night the entire family stood in the church as a long line of friends and acquaintances greeted them, hugged them, cried with them and loved on them. The Chapman family and Steven's ministry has obviously impacted so many. They stood there for more than 4 hours before one of the pastors finally stopped it and had hundreds still remaining in line just sit down and then Steven apologetically, but so graciously addressed the entire group.

At the funeral, both Michael W. Smith and Matt Redman helped lead everyone in worship. Matt led us in a song we often sing that he wrote, "Blessed Be the Name of the Lord." It was amazing to watch the Chapman family sing with loud voices as they hugged one another, "He gives and takes away. He gives and takes away. My heart will choose to say, 'Lord, blessed be your name.'" This song will never be the same to me personally.

We worshipped and sang for 30-minutes. And then the Chapman's celebrated Maria by sharing stories and talking about her for almost an hour and a half, praising God for her life and acknowledging that she was safe in the arms of Jesus. All the while pictures of Maria flashed on two big screens behind the stage - her little white casket at the foot of the stage. She was buried in the "flower girl" dress she was going to wear in Emily's upcoming wedding.

Jeff Moore sang Steven's song "With Hope" which Steven wrote for a family years ago, going through the same type of tragedy. All of Maria's little friends came forward and placed a flower at the foot of the casket while Jeff sang.

The Chapmans are unwaivering in their love for Christ and doing well. Their entire family was a display of faith in practice at the most difficult time of their lives. No one in the family wore shoes, because the veil had been lifted for Maria. They were on "Holy Ground" and God's presence was felt.

Caleb (19) said in his prayer, "while we've always been excited about Heaven, it seems so much more real now...and gets us that much more excited to be there ourselves someday. So we'll live life on Earth as if each day counts until we get there.". He also said that although they are "confused" they've never been so sure about Christ and His saving grace. Caleb likened this to one of those abstract pictures that when you're up close, you can't see what it is, but as you step back, you start to see what the artist wants you to see. He said, "And this is a big picture, so we may have to stand waaayyy back."... but we will see what the Artist has designed and what the picture is.
He has his dad's wisdom - well beyond his years.

Emily Chapman (22) just got engaged and said that after the proposal, Maria was the only one who asked, "What did you say?". Maria asked it multiple times. (Of course Emily said "yes" to her future husband). But Emily addressed the 3000+ crowd and turned Maria's question back to everyone listening in regards to their answer to Christ's proposal to each of us,. "What did you say?". Powerful under these circumstances. The good news of the Gospel was presented four times throughout the ceremony by the family.

Steven was a rock and just gave all the glory to God. The model of a humble, Godly man. I'm so proud to call him a friend. His humility and appreciation for everyone there, which was a testament to his character and his sincere faith and love for his God and His son, Jesus Christ. As he hugged and cried with Kari and I, he just kept reminding us that "Heaven is real."

Steven shared that after the accident, in the hospital, he held Maria's lifeless body and cried out to God. He cried out, asking to somehow see some kind of sign that she was going to be okay...to see that she was going to be safe. When they got home that night, they found the last picture Maria drew on that Wednesday afternoon on her little art table (she loved to draw!). It was a flower and a butterfly and folded in half like a card. When Steven opened the card up, she had written one word on the inside - a word he didn't even know she knew how to spell. It was "See." A simple answer to his cry to 'see' that she was safe.

Please keep praying for them. They are worn out, sad and yet rejoicing in the Lord. Please pray for Will Franklin Chapman. He seems to be the one that is having the hardest time and struggling with the guilt of the accident. It truly was an accident. Will pulled the car into the driveway and because the family was throwing a party that night for Caleb's graduation, he decided to back the car up onto the grass just as Maria ran out behind the car to welcome him home. There was no way for him to know that Maria was behind that car. The Lord was ready to take Maria home. He knew the number of her days. Will stood with Maria's favorite pink blanket draped over his shoulders both days.

All in all God was glorified. Praise Him for His sovereign ways.

Rick (and Kari)

Devotion or Devotions?

Many of you know by now the incredible impact that Keith Green had on my life as a young man. As a teenager, I lived on his music and read and re-read his biography, No Compromise. Keith was a Christian musician during a time when it wasn't the "popular" thing to do. Throughout the 70s and early 80s, Keith paved the way for the modern Christian music industry as well as the modern worship movement in many ways. He was a prophet. No, he didn’t foretell the future. But he did do a lot of forth-telling—truth-telling. Saying what was unpopular because he had a burning passion to speak the truth that the modern American church needed so desperately to hear. He made a lot of enemies. But more than that, he brought countless souls to a saving faith in Jesus Christ because of his strong convicting message. He was blunt. He was straight to the point. And he didn’t water it down. His lyrics cut hard, penetrating through the fluff of common Christianity.

Recently I ran across a series of 8 videos posted on YouTube of a lecture that Keith Green gave at Dallas Theological Seminary sometime just before he boarded the small plane with his two children that would end all three of their short lives. In this lecture, Keith borrows and elaborates on ideas from a man named Charles Finney, a great evangelist of another generation. Toward the end of his life, Finney began writing more frequently than he preached. He began publishing his own paper entitled, The Oberlin Evangelist. The one particular letter that caught Keith’s attention was simply called “Devotion.” For Keith’s purposes, he retitled it “Devotions or Devotion?” In his talk, Keith expanded on some of Finney’s ideas, the basis premise being that often, in Christian circles, we speak of “having our devotions” or “having our quiet time” as if it’s simply something we check off of our list so that we can move on with the rest of our day. Both Finney and Green detested such a notion of Christian spirituality. And as I read Finney’s article for myself and listened to Keith’s encouragement on the subject, I began to realize the hypocrisy in my own life. Bear with me as I pull from a few of Finney’s thoughts:

“I am to show what is true devotion. It is a state of the mind or of the heart. It is that state of the will in which every thing—our whole life, and being, and possessions, are a continual offering to God; i.e. are continually devoted to God. True devotion, so far from consisting in any individual act, or feelings, must, of necessity, be the supreme devotion of the will, extending to all we have and are—to all times, places, employments, thoughts, and feelings.”

And further he says,

“Devotion is that state of the will in which the mind is swallowed up in God, as the object of supreme affection, in which we not only live and move in God, but for God. In other words, devotion is that state of mind in which the attention is diverted from self, and self-seeking, and is directed to God; the thougths, and purposes, and desires, and affections, and emotions, all hanging upon, and devoted to him.”

In other words, devotion to God involves setting our mind and heart upon Him at all times. That means that anything done without this motivation in our lives is sin. Elaborating on this point, Keith quoted Romans 14:23, “…and everything that does not come from faith is sin.”

As I sat there in front of my computer, watching Keith share in front of a bunch of seminary students, and myself being reminded of this verse, I began to think and wonder about the common things that make up my day—the things that are neither right nor wrong in and of themselves, but the way that I go about them, without a conscious choice of my will to do them in such a way that my mind is “swallowed up in God.” And I began to wonder how sick I must make God. How sinful I really am. That I don’t often eat to the glory of God (1 Cor. 10:31). That I don’t often play volleyball to the glory of God (one of Keith’s examples). That I don’t often send e-mail, or chat with my wife, or check the mail, or get my oil changed for the glory of God. But I MUST! I MUST, OR IT IS SIN!

See, Christian spirituality is not about checking off our “time with God” first thing in the morning. It’s not about our checklist. It’s not about punching the God-clock and then moving on to other things. God must be all in all. Our primary joy. The One to whom belongs all things and to whom we do all things. The One to whom we direct all of our devotion, all of our affection, all of our attention with a conscious state of the will and of the mind. It’s a conscious choice we make when we get out of bed. When we brush our teeth. When we commute to work. When we eat lunch in the break room. When we tuck our kids in bed at night. We consciously decide to give God the praise due His name in those moments—many of them typical and uneventful—but that’s when God wants our hearts the most, I believe. In the mundane. In the common. That’s why Paul said what he said in 1 Corinthians 10. So that we might eat and drink to the glory of God. What does that mean? That we might bring God glory in the routine stuff of life. The common-place. The typical. The unglamorous. This is what God desires from us, but so often what we refuse to give Him.

As I reflected on Charles Finney’s words translated and adapted through Keith Green’s words, both whom have now gone to be with the Lord, I mused at how these two men of God lived out what they preached to the very end of their lives. Two men who loved their families. Two men who loved Jesus. But two men who were both simply men, like me. Men who changed diapers. Men who brushed their teeth. Men who read books, and played kick-ball with their kids. But men who chose, in those routine, common-place moments of life, to live them out for the glory of God. To make a consious choice of the will to bring glory to God in all of their actions and deeds, no matter how insignificant they may have seemed at the time.

Letter from Arizona

If you've ever wondered what our ministry is all about, and what type of people it is who support it, here it is in a nutshell. This is a letter I received recently from a couple in Tucson, AZ who support our ministry. These are the kinds of people who make this happen. Normal individuals who love Jesus and love His Church.

"Dear Via Family,
It is such a privilege to serve our Lord Jesus Christ in such a way of supporting your ministry not only monetarily but prayerfully. We realize what we send is not a large amount, but it is heartfelt . . . I know our Lord Jesus can multiply this to encompass each--if He can expand the Hebrew language to where each individual person heard the gospel message in his or her own language, He can do all kinds of miraculous things in your ministry and in your lives . . .

Our church has a prayer request for you. We are in our Jubilee year--49 years of this church being in existence, which is a definite praise; but the prayer request is: In all of these almost 50 years we have had the same pastor who will be retiring this year. July 6th is his last day to preach. We are getting together a pastor search committee. Just pray please, that we will rely wholly on God for direction. This is a new venture for our church. We know God is in control; my prayer is there will be none who do not relinquish their control over to God. Pray we will be a humble people before Him. I want nothing. I want God's control of my life.

Father, I praise You for all the blessings You have given to Your children. Thank You . . ."

Wow. That one statement has stuck with me since I first read this letter: "My prayer is there will be none who do not relinquish control over to God." If we could have more people like this in our churches--people who will go to any cost to get out of the way of what God is doing--people with absolutely no control issues--people who have no desire for recognition--people who view themselves as deserving nothing--people who simply have a heart for God and want to follow His every step--then I think the Church of Christ will begin to be who God created her to be. Then barriers will fall. And the Gospel will penetrate hard hearts.

Pray for the Chapman family

Fox news just released a tragic report concerning the family of Christian recording artist Steven Curtis Chapman. You can read the article for yourself here, but apparently their youngest adopted daughter, Maria, 5, was tragically and accidentally hit and killed in their driveway by one of Chapman's teenage sons. Pray for the Chapman family as they struggle to find God's hand in the midst of this tragedy especially the son who must be experiencing unimaginable mental trauma and anguish.

Worship 5.17.08

Today at Southbrook Church:

1. Kingdom Come (this was the preliminary test for this new one of mine and I felt pretty good about it. I wrote it out of a sense of urgency -- the fact that we desperately need a mighty move of God's hand in this land -- a revival -- a spiritual awakening -- that we might be desperate for God to move in this land again, bringing masses of lost souls into His kingdom and awaking His Church out of our apathetic slumber.

I woke up one morning with the verse in my head (melody and lyrics) pretty much straight from Isaiah 45:8. It rarely happens that way for me, but it's cool when it does. Here are the lyrics:

Verse:
Salvation's rising from the ground. Hearts are stirring at the sound. His voice steady raising dead hearts, breathing in new life. Righteousness pouring from the clouds is the rain that heals the ground, dry and weary from no water, pleading toward Your sky.
Pre-C:
Sound the alarm, make it loud in our hearts
Chorus:
Let Your Kingdom come, let Your will be done, pour out Your Spirit in this barren land.
Let salvation's song sing over hearts of stone. O, Lord, we're desperate for a move of Your hand.

2. Sing, Sing, Sing (new one off the Passion God of This City CD. Great tune to do corporately!)
3. All Hail the Power of Jesus' Name/Raise Up the Crown (trad. Chris Tomlin, Passion Hymns CD.)
4. Majesty (Delirious, Charlie Hall version)

Vintage Jesus

I recently finished reading Vintage Jesus by Mark Driscoll, pastor of Mars Hill Church in Seattle, Washington. I loved this read. It's basically a theological treatise on the doctrine of Christ put in layman's terms with the humor of Dane Cook, minus the vulgarity. It's a brilliant read. For anyone struggling with what a Bible-believing church really believes about Christ and what the New Testament teaches about Him, especially in the midst of the cultural and ecclesiological (church-related) milieu of our world, this is a fantastic resource. Here's a few tidbits that I loved. Many of them humorous!

• "Because Jesus worked in a day when there were no power tools, he likely had calluses on his hands and muscles on his frame, and did not look like so many of the drag-queen Jesus images that portray him with long, flowing, feathered hair, perfect teeth, and soft skin, draped in a comfortable dress accessorized by matching open-toed sandals and handbag. Jesus did not have Elton John or the Spice Girls on his iPod, The View on his TiVo, or a lemon-yellow Volkswagen Beetle in his garage." (p. 31, Chapter Two, "How Human Was Jesus?")
• Jesus' priestly intercession makes both our prayer and worship possible. We pray to and worship the Father through Jesus our priest by the indwelling power of God the Holy Spirit, who has made our bodies the new temples in which he lives on the earth." (p. 76, Chapter Four, "Why Did Jesus Come to Earth?")
• "Some early church fathers (e.g., Origen), some Catholic and Protestant theologians (such as Luther, Calvin, Zwingli, and Wesley), along with the Second Helvetic Confession and the Geneva Bible say that Mary was 'ever virgin,' or semper virgo. I am assuming that her husband, Joseph, was semper bummo, or 'ever bummed.'" (p. 94, Chapter Five, "Why Did Jesus' Mom Need to Be a Virgin?")
  
• "On the Internet, the top word searched for is 'sex,' with 'porn,' 'nude,' 'Playboy,' and 'erotic stories' also in the top twenty. Furthermore, 70 percent of porn traffic occurs between 9 a.m. and 5 p.m. while people are sitting at work unable to focus on their job because the god of Eros continually beckons." (p. 170, Chapter Nine, "Why Should We Worship Jesus?")

And here's one of the best quotables to finish off:

• "Jesus' legacy is truly without peer. Jesus never wrote a book, but the Library of Congress holds more books about Jesus (17,000) than about any other historical figure, roughly twice as many as Shakespeare, the runner-up. One University of Chicago scholar has estimated that more has been written about Jesus in the last twenty years than in the previous nineteen centuries combined. Jesus never ran for a political office, but more people have chosen him to be their leader than anyone else who has ever lived. Jesus was not formally educated nor did he lecture in a classroom, but he has more students than anyone else ever has or will have. Jesus was not a therapist, but he has helped more people than all the counselors, therapists, and psychologists combined. Jesus was not an artist, but more artwork has been commissioned of him than of anyone else who has ever lived." (p. 211, Chapter Eleven, "What Difference Has Jesus Made in History?")

In summary, you should get this book.

Identity Crisis - Final

The Right Conception: Jesus is I AM

The I AM Jesus is perfect love. The I AM Jesus has always been and always will be. The I AM Jesus loves sinners, and judges sin. The I AM Jesus is both a forgiving God, and a just judge. The I AM Jesus spoke the world into existence and breathed the breath of life into every human being. The I AM Jesus bore the sin of the world on His body and bruised the body of His One and Only Son at the same time. The I AM Jesus felt both the rejection of God on the cross and the unbearable turning away of His own face from His Son. The I AM Jesus was prophesied by men of God and created the very breath of the prophets who spoke the words. The I AM Jesus is both transcendent and immanent—He is holy and far removed, yet He is personal and very near to His children. The I AM Jesus revolutionizes the identity of His followers.

The True Follower Identity

The true follower identity says that because Jesus suffered for my sins, I want to live my life for Him simply because I love Him—not from a sense of obligation—not from a sense fear—not because He forces my hand—not because I think I can earn more God-points. No. Only because I love Him. And since He gave His life for me, the least that I can do is live for Him. The true follower identity is totally wrapped up in the identity of Christ, the I AM, the never-changing, always-present Maker of the universe. That’s the identity that I want to be true of my life. I hope you can say the same.

“If you continue in My word, you really are My disciples. You will know the truth, and the truth will set you free” (John 8:31-32).

Now, I’m gonna go rest in I AM, watch Andy Griffith and try to forget that I helped finance terrorism.

Feeding Your Appetite

• How has Jesus proved Himself to You as I AM? In other words, how does your perception of Him as I AM, the always-existing One, move you into greater worship of Him as He moves and works in your life?

• What are some specific ways that You have been guilty of having the homeboy misconception (treating God’s forgiveness lightly) or the tyrant misconception (driven by fear more than love)?

• How does having the right conception of God affect the way you view your own identity in Christ?

• Spend a few moments thanking God, the I AM, for the intimate relationship that He makes available to you through His Son Jesus Christ.

A Mother's Day to Remember

We just had a weekend for the scrapbook. Our weekend started on Thursday as my wife, my sister-in-law, Kelly Via, and another friend, Jennifer Hambrick, all took a childless road trip to Woodbridge, VA to IKEA, the Scandinavian furniture superstore. They were gone from Thursday till Saturday with the Dads all pulling overtime hours to watch 6 kids together in one house. It was a reality show waiting to happen. Momentous, to say the least. The weekend getaway was a special Mother's Day gift from the husbands to the wives--a gift that only communicates itself as a gift if you're a woman. Nonetheless, the ladies had a great time, and much bonding took place between me, Rainy and Zeke.

Saturday night and Sunday morning, we led worship at Journey Church, an amazing community of believers in Raleigh, NC doing an incredible work for Christ. My brother, Smooth, is on staff at Journey as an Associate Pastor and doing great work. Journey is less than 3-years-old and already experiencing explosive growth and life-change. The band at Journey is awesome and they all have incredible hearts for God and hearts to see His people connect with Him in worship. It was a privilege to lead with them. The Pastor's wife, Beverly Carroll, brought a timely message from 1 Samuel 1 & 2 about Hannah's commitment to God in the midst of barrenness. It would definitely be worth your time to listen to it here or go ahead and download it.

We played:
1. Sing, Sing, Sing (Chris Tomlin)
2. Here in My Life (Hillsong)
3. Inside Out (Hillsong)
4. Hallelujah, Our God Reigns (tag, Hillsong)
5. Our God Reigns (tag, Delirious)

Identity Crisis - Part 3

(make sure you've read parts 1 & 2 before continuing)
Misconception #2: “Jesus is a Tyrant”

The tyrant mentality is the polar opposite. It says this: “Since Jesus hates sin and especially hates when I sin, He is up there in heaven somewhere waiting for me to mess up again so that He can slap another ticket on the windshield of my life.” The tyrant mentality views Jesus as the cop with the chip on His shoulder, like the Jack Bauer of heaven—the rogue agent out for revenge waiting for His next victim to slip up. And here’s the resulting identity.

The Legalism Identity

The believer who lives by this misconception lives in fear. As we talked about in chapter five, legalism shadows Jesus’ real identity. But not only that, it shadows the identity of the follower of Christ. It says that I must live in worry that I haven’t done enough to please God and I’ve done too much to displease God. Having an identity of legalism means that I must live by a list of dos and don’ts. I must cross all my T’s, dot all my I’s, read ten chapters in my Bible everyday, pray three hours, witness to at least thirty people a day, eat my greens, recycle my cans, cover my mouth when I sneeze, don’t kick the cat, bla bla bla. Not that any of those things are wrong. But it’s the attitude that accompanies the actions that make them wrong.

What’s wrong is when I think that what I do earns me points with God, or helps to reduce the demerits I have with God.

What’s wrong is when, out of a sense of duty, I help an old lady carry her groceries while all along envisioning the Jack Bauer God peering overhead. Here’s what John said about living in fear:

“There is no fear in love; instead, perfect love drives out fear, because fear involves punishment” (1 John 4:18).

Did you catch that? That is the right conception about God. Fear is driven out when God’s love is brought in. So here it is ... (check back tomorrow)

Identity Crisis - Part 2

(If you haven't read part 1, click here and do that now before continuing.)

When Moses asked God what name He should use in defending his authority before pharaoh, God simply said, “I AM WHO I AM” (Exodus 3:14). I love Louie Giglio’s explanation of I AM:

It’s an amazing name. In Hebrew the word for I AM is Hayah. Hayah carries with it the idea of the very breath of God. In English the name I AM translates into the verb to be. Or simply be. Therefore God’s name is Be. I AM – I Be. I AM is the present tense, active form of the verb to be. As God’s name, it declares that He is unchanging, constant, unending, always present, always God. (Louie Giglio, I Am Not But I Know I AM, p. 38.)

That’s an amazing title. Think of I AM as one of the top steps in a series of escalating stairs—the lower steps being titles that we’ve already looked at, the Living Water and the Bread of Life. John escalated to a breaking point—I AM. Now there was no doubt to anyone in earshot of Jesus that He was claiming to be God.

I love it. I love that this is the title by which God chose to reveal Himself to Moses—the unchanging God—the always-present God—always there by Moses’ side. The always-existing One knew Moses—in the same way Jesus knew Nathaniel before they ever met (John 1:48)—in the same way Jesus knew the Samaritan woman with all of the baggage of her past (John 4:29)—in the same way Jesus knows you and everything about you—every detail, every mistake, every thought, every action, every intention. Jesus knows. Jesus knows you.
Here’s a fundamental truth that we can’t afford to miss.

Our identity as followers of Christ is totally wrapped up in Christ’s identity.

In other words, Christ is our life (Col. 3:4). So the converse must also be true. Our misconceptions of Jesus misconstrue or blur our identity as followers of Christ. In my experience, there are at least two misconceptions about Christ that most Christ-followers believe at some point in their relationship with Him. So I want to clear these up briefly.

Misconception #1: “Jesus is my Homeboy”

The homeboy mentality says this: Since Jesus is my best friend, He’ll let me do whatever I want, and He’ll always be there to forgive me when I mess up. The homeboy mentality makes Jesus nothing more than a confession box that I spill my guts to once I mess up. It views Jesus as a passive parent, like the mom from Gilmore Girls—the idea that I can mess around with my boyfriend or girlfriend, masturbate, view internet porn and repeatedly push the boundaries of right and wrong simply because I know Jesus will always forgive me. It’s the idea that I have an endless supply of get-out-of-jail-free cards—since Jesus is one of the guys I can sin as much as I want and simply ask for forgiveness because He understands how I really am anyway. But Romans 6:1-2 says just the opposite:

“What should we say then? Should we continue in sin in order that grace may multiply? Absolutely not! How can we who died to sin still live in it?”

And here’s the resulting identity of the follower of Christ who falls prey to this misconception.

The Cheap Grace Identity

The cheap grace identity laughs in Jesus’ face as the blood flows down from the cross. The cheap grace identity says, “Jesus, thanks for dying for my sin so that I can mess up as many times as I want and not really feel bad about it since you paid for it all anyway!” It says to Jesus, “Jesus, thanks for caring enough for me that You would let massive spikes be driven through your hands into a wooden beam so that I can use my hands to get in my girlfriend’s pants!” The cheap grace identity is nothing more than a cheap imitation for coward Christians.

Fields and Creeks

Happy Cinco de Mayo everybody. We just rolled back into town about an hour ago from a crazily hectic weekend. But a good one.

Friday night and Saturday we led worship for Wakefield Baptist Church's Women's Conference in Wake Forest, NC. It was great to have my friend, Tim Norton, back with us playing djembe. Tim, his wife Anna, and new addition, Judah Elijah Norton, will be embarking for the DRC (District Republic of the Congo) later this year as missionaries through the IMB. Pray for them as they rigorously pour over the endless paperwork and details before they can leave.

Ruth McWhite, director of Women's Studies at North Greenville University in Tigerville, SC, came and brought the Word to the ladies each session. Here's a couple of quick highlights from one of her talks:

* "For everything I would have called an inconvenience, there was compensation if I looked hard enough and had the grace to be grateful." - Elisabeth Elliot, referring to the toughness of jungle living after her husband Jim died.

* When we tell our kids, "Don't tell God what you don't want to do because that's exactly what He'll make you do", we make God look more like a ticked-off father, rather than a loving father. When we emphasize this to our children it makes them scared of God's will.

Well, Saturday afternoon we drove up Route 1 to Henderson, NC to New Sandy Creek Baptist Church, the church where I served as youth pastor and worship leader for 4 years. It was awesome to be a part of their groundbreaking celebration for the new Family Life Center that they are building.


It's refreshing to see what God is doing there. This little country church in the tobacco fields of Henderson has baptized over 30 new believers since this past October. Unbelievable! Praise God! New Sandy, we love you guys. You'll always be home to us. (Daniel Atkins and Robbie Watson are seen here with me. They rocked Henderson with their delicious harmonies and to-die-for licks.)


Sunday morning we were back at Wakefield Baptist leading worship for their 2 services. Pastor Scott Parkison is one of those guys that I feel like I've known forever because of the mutual friends we have, though I only met him for the first time this weekend. I'm sure we'll be reconnecting with them down the road. Scott, thanks again for having us. We love you guys. Thanks for making us feel right at home.

Identity Crisis - Part 1

I'm excited to say that my first book, The Discovery: Beyond the Jesus of Flapjacks and Grilled Cheese is in the production stage, and should be out in about a month or so. We had a tiny set-back in production, but now things are rolling. It's a 21-day devotional journey through the Gospel of John geared toward students and young adults. I'm pretty psyched about it! I'm praying that God will use it way beyond what I'm capable of doing in my own strength. It will be available on Amazon.com shortly after it's release next month. I'll keep you updated. But for now, here's the first of several posts I'll do using excerpts from the book. Also, in honor of Flashback Friday, this seems appropriate!

Chapter 8 - Identity Crisis

There’s no feeling that leaves you quite as vulnerable and helpless as having your identity stolen. A few weeks ago this happened to me. The sad part is, it wasn’t stolen. I gave it away. Like a bumbling idiot I gift-wrapped my identity and merrily handed it to a zit-faced hacker sitting in his mom’s basement. To my credit, the e-mail looked legitimate—the famous last words of many a victim of ID theft. But it did! It was two days before Christmas and I received one of those mass phishing e-mails that looked identical to other PayPal e-mails that I occasionally receive. I followed through with it, thinking that I was doing my duty as a privileged PayPal customer.

The instant I clicked send on the form I knew I had made a mistake. Call it instinct. Call it Firefox instantaneously popping up a bright red warning box with flashing skulls and slogans like “Death to the passerby” and “You idiot, you just funded a nuclear warhead aimed at a small island!”

“Wonderful,” I thought. “It’ll arrive just in time for Christmas!” I held myself close and rocked in the fetal position in the corner of the room.

I gave the world my identity—everything about me—everything important—all of it. It was out there—every bit of it. Nothing hidden. That’s exactly what John wanted. That’s what he wanted people to know about Jesus—everything. Nothing hidden. No misconceptions. This was his number one goal—that no one misses the real identity of Jesus—the ultimate discovery. This was his number one concern—more than my concern that America never loses its love and admiration for The Andy Griffith Show in the wake of reality TV and the I-bet-you-can’t-out-do-this-one mentality of television programming—more than my concern that brown sugar and cinnamon Pop Tarts never go out of production—more than my concern that my kids understand that running around naked in our house is cool, but not so much out in public, and not so much fifteen years from now—more than my concern that my kids never take up playing in traffic as an extreme sport—and more than my concern that my kids never know or at very least never speak the name of the purple singing monstrosity Barney in our house as long as I live. As passionate as I am about those things, John was even more passionate about communicating Jesus’ true identity.

Over and over he reiterated this one essential truth. Again and again John drove home the point that Jesus is the Christ, the prophesied Messiah. And more than that, that Jesus is God wrapped in human flesh.

John 8:58 is a crucial verse in John’s depiction and increasing awareness of who Jesus is:

“Jesus said to them, ‘I assure you: Before Abraham was, I am.’”

This is one of the clearest arguments for the deity of Jesus in the entire Bible. By using the title I AM, Jesus very clearly claimed to be God. He claimed for Himself the divine title found throughout the Old Testament.