20 Places I Plan to See Before I Die (Pt. 3)

Here is #11-15 of the twenty places I plan (and hope) to see before I die:

11. The Greek isle of Patmos. Where John the Beloved was exiled and wrote The Revelation, the last book in the Bible. Another stop on our 2012 "Journeys of Paul Cruise."

12. England. We visited England in 1995, and have since longed to get back. So I'm hoping that sometime around 2015, if I can save my pennies, we can take a British Isles tour and see England again, as well as the next two sites on the list (and I'd like to spend more time in the Cotswolds this time around).

13. Scotland. Edinburgh. Melrose Abbey. Stirling. Iona. I wanna see it all.

14. Ireland. I'm hoping the Emerald Isle will be another part of our British Isles trip.

15. Hawaii. I've never been. Neither has Robin. I hope to take her to Hawaii for our fortieth wedding anniversary, in 2017.

(Final installment will be posted tomorrow)

20 Places I Plan to See Before I Die (Pt. 2)

I started listing yesterday the twenty places I plan to see before I die (unless in God's loving providence he takes me to heaven sooner than age 70). Here are five more:

6. Athens. In 2012, the lovely Robin and I hope to host our first ever "Journeys of Paul Cruise," which will take us to sites #6-11 on this list. The first stop will be the historical and architectural splendor that is the ancient city of Athens. The Acropolis. The Parthenon. Mars Hill, where Paul preached his famous sermon to the Athenians.

7. Corinth, the city that inspired at least three letters of Paul (of which two survive). Here I'll be able to stand on the Bema where Paul stood. Aquila and Priscilla also lived here.

8. Thessaloniki (Thessalonica), the city to which Paul wrote two of his New Testament letters. He lived here during the winters of 49-50 AD. I want to visit the Roman Agora where Paul preached, and the monastery of Vlatadon, built on the location where Jason’s house is believed to have stood and where Paul stayed during his residence here.

9. Istanbul. The Hagia Sophia, one of the most unusual and amazing churches of all time. And the Topkapi Palace. And the hippodrome.

10. Ephesus, in present-day Turkey, the marble city where Paul spent three years of his ministry. I want to see the ancient Agora where Demetrius, the silversmith, sold his silver shrines of the Greek goddess Artemis and enter the Great Theater where Paul spoke.

(To be continued)

20 Places I Plan to See Before I Die (Pt. 1)

Toward the end of every year, I spend some time planning. Some people make New Year's resolutions, I use that occasion to revisit my one-year, two-year, three-year, and lifetime plans.

Almost two years ago, I realized that some of my lifetime plans were getting more unlikely the older I got. So I determined to track out what a realistic timetable would be for the accomplishment of some of the more challenging plans. I had to eliminate only a few (like hiking the Appalachian Trail from beginning to end; even doing it a week or two at a time, it's just not gonna happen, as I've only hiked about a half dozen miles of it to date, and it's over 2,000 miles long).

But with some careful planning, praying, and saving, I do think it's possible (if I don't die before my 70th birthday) to see these twenty places before I die:

1. Petra. A long-time desire will be fulfilled when the lovely Robin and I (and a group of twenty others) begin our 2010 tour of the Middle East in January with a visit to Petra, the ancient capital of the Nabateans, in present-day Jordan.

2. Israel. In a little over two months, I will be singing the words of David, "Our feet are standing in your gates, O Jerusalem" (Psalm 122:2). I can't wait. There is no city like the city of our God, the mountain of his holiness. And there is no land like Israel, the land of Jesus and the prophets and the patriarchs. It will be our fourth trip to this awesome place.

3. Cairo and the Pyramids. Our January/February trip to the Middle East will include a weeklong extension to Egypt. I'm so excited!

4. The Nile, and Luxor. We will see these ancient sights in February 2010.

5. Germany. Due to a speaking invitation, we'll be able to journey to Germany next year, and do a little touring before or after.

(To be continued tomorrow)

Oh What a Night

Spending time with my family is the most enjoyable and restorative part of my life, I think (along with prayer and worship, I guess).

Last night was a case in point. Aaron and Nina and the kids stopped by to pick me up (Aubrey and Robin had been out having fun all day), and we drove to the Streets of West Chester, where we met Kevin and put our names in at Bravo Cucina, one of our favorite restaurants.

While waiting for a table, we walked to the Barnes and Noble store and had a blast watching Miles and Mia play with the trains and stuffed animals in the children's section.

Then we enjoyed a sumptuous meal (I had Chianti Braised Beef Ravioli with sweet potato) and luxurious company...

Like my son Aaron (left) and son-in-law Kevin, the two most important men in my life.

And coloring with my grandson Miles, who loves it when I draw and then he can destroy my drawings. I think he's trying to tell me something.

And nothing beats listening to the conversation around the table while holding my sleeping granddaughter.

12 Churches I've Called Home

It is such a blessing and privilege for me to worship in, grow in, serve in, and pastor Cobblestone Community Church in Oxford, Ohio. I say it often, and I mean it, that for all the wonderful people I've worked with over the years, Cobblestone is the finest group of God's servants I've ever known.

But it has been my honor and joy to belong to 12 churches over my lifetime. And, while my plan is for Cobblestone to be the last church I ever belong to, the church that will bury me (take it any way you wish!), it is worthwhile to reflect back and honor all the churches that have had standards low enough to accept me as member (and sometimes pastor):

The Salvation Army Citadel, at 114 E. 8th Street in downtown Cincinnati, was the first church I ever knew, from my family's arrival in Cincinnati when (I think) I was just months old until the Spring of 1967. It was also my mom's workplace during that time, as the home of the SW Ohio and NE Kentucky divisional headquarters, where she worked in the finance department. The upper floors also provided emergency housing at various times in its history. It was probably on the second floor of this building, in children's church led by Mrs. Reed, where I first knelt and prayed for salvation.

The Salvation Army Cincinnati Citadel at 112 E. Central Parkway. In April 1967, my family's home church moved almost exactly four blocks north to this location at 112 E. Central Parkway in Cincinnati, a location which (like its predecessor) was both the home of the Citadel Corps (church) AND the divisional headquarters. We were found here for Sunday School and Holiness Meeting (Sunday mornings), often breakfast for street people, Salvation Meeting on Sunday nights (sometimes street meetings in Over-the-Rhine), Band and Songster (choir) practice on Wednesday nights, I think, as well as many other times as well. I got into plenty of trouble with the encouragement of friends like Chip Nance, Glenn Bunton, Jere Schramm, Debbie Bearchell, Cathy Kirby, Bob Bender, Doug Burr, and others. We worshiped here as a family from 1967 until June 1971....and then again (though just me and my father by that time) from January 1973 through 1974, I think.

The Salvation Army Carondelet (now Gateway Citadel) Corps. From the summer of 1971 through December 1972, this was our church, where I most often attended in the company of my Aunt Shirley, Uncle Walt, and cousins Ed and Lynne. The most vivid memory of that time was my involvement in a singing group called the Metro-Aires, and my role as "Murph" in the production of a musical called Natural High (it was the breakthrough I needed to finally talk my mom into letting me grow long hair!). For most of our St. Louis sojourn, however, my mom was battling cancer, and she was finally promoted to Glory in September 1972. Just a few months later, my father and I moved back to Cincinnati.

The Salvation Army Cumminsville Corps, 3917 Spring Grove Ave., Cincinnati. Sometime after returning from my second summer working at Camp Swoneky (1974), I transferred my soldiership from the Cincinnati Citadel to the Cincinnati Cumminsville Corps. Not for spiritual reasons, or any sense of God's leading--only because that was where the lovely Robin (whom I had been dating since mid-June of that year) worshiped and served. Never regretted it. This corps (which since about 1980 has been the Northside Health Center) was my church home until Robin and I were married and left for Findlay College (now University) in 1977.

The Salvation Army, 301 Center St., Findlay, Ohio.While I was attending Findlay College (now University) in Findlay, Ohio, the lovely Robin and I rented a drafty old house directly behind this corps building, where my brother and sister-in-law Don and Arvilla were corps officers. We expected to enter the Salvation Army's School for Officers' Training in the Fall of 1978--which we did--so we knew it would be a short sojourn in Findlay. Still, it was wonderful sitting under Don and Arvilla's ministry, getting to know our three nephews and niece a lot better, and worshiping with Chuck and Cindy, Bertha, Fred and Opal, and many others.

The Salvation Army School for Officers' Training, Suffern, New York.Though strictly speaking, it wasn't our church but our school, we did enjoy many lofty times of worship in the chapel here at SFOT during our training period (1978-1980), as well as on field training and on campaigns in Dover (NJ), Patterson (NJ), Spring Valley (NY), Manhattan, Providence (RI), Newport (RI), Portland (ME), Albany (NY), and White Plains (NY), among others.

The Salvation Army, 228 W. Hubert Ave., Lancaster, Ohio. The lovely Robin and I were ordained in 1980 and commissioned as lieutenants to our first Salvation Army church in Lancaster, Ohio, where we served and worshiped from 1980-1983, and fell in love with so many wonderful people: Marguerite, Charles and Mary, Bob and Gertrude, Georgetta, Debbie, Diana, Candy, Michael, Stefanie, and oh so many others.

The Salvation Army, Cincinnati Temple (now Center Hill) Corps, 6381 Center Hill Ave., in Finneytown. In July, 1983, the lovely Robin and I (now with our two children, Aubrey and Aaron, who were born in Lancaster), reported to a new assignment in Cincinnati--the new location of what HAD been the Cumminsville Corps (our home church of just a few years earlier). We pastored here from 1983-1987, and were blessed by innumerable relationships, too many to mention (but you know who you are).

The Salvation Army Montclair (NJ) Citadel, 13 Trinity Place, Montclair, NJ. When Robin and I were transferred by The Salvation Army to National Headquarters (then in Verona, New Jersey) in 1987, for the first time in our married lives we had the opportunity to choose which of many fine Salvation Army churches in the area to make our church home. We landed at Montclair, where we enjoyed fine fellowship and outstanding worship and preaching from 1987-1991 (though it didn't look like this back then, as they've recently dedicated a beautiful new corps building).

The Salvation Army Youngstown Citadel, 1501 Glenwood Avenue, Youngstown, Ohio.The lovely Robin and I arrived in Youngstown in August 1991, and immediately jumped into one of the most intense and rewarding ministry times of our lives (though it nearly killed us!). Our short ministry in Youngstown (which ended in July 1992, when we moved to the area where we now live) knitted our hearts with lifetime friends like the McGuire family and Janice Sanguinetti and Mrs. Knickerbocker and many others, for whom we can never thank God enough.

Oxford Bible Fellowship, 800 S. Maple St., Oxford, Ohio. From late 1992 into the early months of 2000, we were privileged to worship and serve in a great church on the campus of Miami University in Oxford, Ohio. We owe much spiritual growth and many lasting friendships to our 7+ years as members of OBF.

Cobblestone Community Church, now worshipping at The Loft, 4191 Kehr Road, Oxford, Ohio. On September 10, 2000, in the auditeria of Talawanda High School in Oxford, we began meeting for worship with friends who were excited about launching a new kind of church in the area. On April 8, 2001, Cobblestone Community Church was officially and publicly launched with 217 worshipers in attendance. Four weeks later (May 6), the Sunday celebrations were moved to Talawanda Middle School, where they remained until The Loft opened, at 4191 Kehr Road, on November 16, 2008. As I said above, Cobblestone is the church I hope to die in (and there might be some who are anxious to hasten that day!). From my perspective, it is a body of people worth dying with, and dying for. Praise God.

12 Places I've Preached

Somehow, over the years, I've preached more than 1,000 sermons in more than 100 churches, chapels, camps, etc. In addition to having spoken hundreds of times for Cobblestone Community Church both at Talawanda Middle School (2000-2008) and The Loft (2008-present), here are twelve of the other places I've preached, chosen more or less at random, and offered roughly in order (from least to most recent):

The Salvation Army School for Officers' Training, Suffern, New York

The Salvation Army's Time Square (NY) Corps, where I spoke as a cadet

Our first Salvation Army church, Lancaster, Ohio

Chamberlain Hall, at The Salvation Army's Camp Swoneky, near Lebanon, Ohio

The Salvation Army, Cincinnati Temple (now Center Hill) Corps

Historic Trinity Episcopal Church, Covington, Kentucky

The Salvation Army Montclair (NJ) Citadel, where I spoke occasionally when the lovely Robin and I were stationed at NHQ (though it didn't look like this back then, as they've recently dedicated a beautiful new corps building)

The Salvation Army, Clearwater, Florida, where I spoke the day the Bengals lost the Super Bowl in January 1989

The Salvation Army Youngstown Citadel, where the lovely Robin and I served in 1991 and 1992

Eaton, Ohio, Church of the Brethren; spoke there in July 2000

The Salvation Army's Torrance (CA) Corps, where I preached in 2006

Restoracion Church in Arequippa, Peru, where I was blessed to preach (with the translating expertise of my friend Don Latta) in May 2009.

There are many more, of course, from Portland to Providence to Brooklyn to Philadelphia to Cleveland to Royal Oak to Independence to Kansas City to Malibu. Each one a privilege, though I didn't always know it at the time, and a blessing to look back on.

Two-Year-Old Prayer Warrior

We had a wonderful, wonderful family night with our kids and grandkids last night! We are so blessed by our family, and the more so when we enjoy moments like this, as we sat down to eat and our grandson Miles joined in the prayer:

In case you're wondering, the photo was snapped by our son-in-law Kevin on his iPhone. Kevin should have been praying, of course, instead of taking pictures. But we shall grant him absolution in this one instance, since his transgression resulted in this adorable moment.