How to Build on The Right Foundation: What the Bible Says About Good Works

Running with the Marines

MCHH 2011 Start
Start of the 2011 Marine Corps Historic Half Fredericksburg, VA

Long-distance running has been one of my favorite activities.  I am not too old to try a marathon one day, but so far I must remain content with completing several half marathons.  My favorite race is the Marine Corps Historic Half in Fredericksburg, Virginia.  It truly is a community event.  The race starts at the exposition center high up on the ridge west of Fredericksburg, and for about eight miles runs gently downhill through the historic city and past Mary Washington University until it reaches the Rappahannock River.  All along the way there are bands playing, choirs singing, school and church groups handing out water, a children’s drum chorus from a local school, and of course Marines everywhere.  They mark the course, direct the runners, provide first aid when necessary, and cheer on everyone just by their presence.  There is something very special about a Marine, and even in a long race like a half marathon the sight of that uniform brings encouragement and confidence.  And the runners do need it, particularly as the miles add up.  Once the course reaches Sophia St. next to the river, it runs level for about two and a half miles, and the cheering crowds begin to thin out.  About the time the runners pass the VFW post, the only people there to offer encouragement are a couple of representatives from the Rappahannock Nation, beating drums to remind everyone that long ago all the land was theirs.

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The Right Foundation, Part I

This is the first in a three part series on living according to the principles God expects for His people.  It was originally presented on May 26, 2013, during the Memorial Day worship service at New River Fellowship in Franklin, TN.

Running with the Marines

MCHH 2011 StartLong-distance running has been one of my favorite activities.  I am not too old to try a marathon one day, but so far I must remain content with completing several half marathons.  My favorite race is the Marine Corps Historic Half in Fredericksburg, Virginia.  It truly is a community event.  The race starts at the exposition center high up on the ridge west of Fredericksburg, and for about eight miles runs gently downhill through the historic city and past Mary Washington University until it reaches the Rappahannock River.  All along the way there are bands playing, choirs singing, school and church groups handing out water, a children’s drum chorus from a local school, and of course Marines everywhere.  They mark the course, direct the runners, provide first aid when necessary, and cheer on everyone just by their presence.  There is something very special about a Marine, and even in a long race like a half marathon the sight of that uniform brings encouragement and confidence.  And the runners do need it, particularly as the miles add up.  Once the course reaches Sophia St. next to the river, it runs level for about two and a half miles, and the cheering crowds begin to thin out.  About the time the runners pass the VFW post, the only people there to offer encouragement are a couple of representatives from the Rappahannock Nation, beating drums to remind everyone that long ago all the land was theirs. Please click here to continue reading

Of Crockett and Christ

CrockettTwo people who make my job at the Alamo more challenging are John Wayne and Walt Disney.  Their popular movie versions of the battle of the Alamo have influenced three generations, but they are full of myth, legend, and factual error.  That is why Alamo visitors are often disappointed to learn that what they had believed as truth is not truth at all.

This is especially the case concerning that famous Tennessee frontiersman, hunter, and politician, David Crockett.  During his life he made great effort to lift himself above his humble beginnings as a poor backwoods man and break into cultured society.  That is why he preferred to call himself David.  Yet he never could get away from the stereotype of “Davy Crockett” the great hunter.  Today people remember the frontier character who died at the Alamo, not the Congressman from Tennessee who was a champion of the poor.  This was illustrated by a conversation I had recently with a visitor at the Alamo.  After seeing our Crockett exhibits on display, she asked me, “Why do you call him David Crockett?”  I answered, “Because that’s what he called himself.”  Then she asked, “Why do we call him ‘Davy Crockett’?”  I answered, “Because Walt Disney told us to.” Please click here to continue reading