Top 5 Christian words that everyone knows

Being a Christian Blogger and Podcaster, I come across the same Christian words over and over.  We as Christians get all kinds of words thrown at us all the time. You don’t even need to be Christian to know what “our” words are when you hear them. So,  I thought would put out my top 5 Christian words that everyone knows.

5. Fellowship – Not one I use much on my site, but I hear it quite a bit; it’s when two or more Christians are in one another's company. So this is one that is getting harder and harder to have every day. Trying to get two open Christians together at work, where I spend most my time, is rough. I am lucky to sit next to a outstanding Christian gentlemen all day, in fellowship! We call it the PLZ(Platonic Love Zone)….yes, that is right…lol

4. Worldly – One of my favorite and I use it all the time. This is the word I use to describe the secular world or “being of the world”. This is a bad one to be!

3. Premarital sex – Well it’s technically two words, and it’s an eye opener in Church! I think the meaning is self explanatory. My advice, don’t do it. No, really don’t.

2. Sin – In today’s society, this is a moving target that everyone thinks is different for everyone. I am reading a book called the Bible that talks about not doing bad things. Yes, the rules are the same for us all.

1. Holy – I love this one and it’s a hard one to accomplish. God commands us to be Holy because he is Holy. This is what we should all shoot for. Want to hear more about being Holy? Catch Episode 8 of my Podacast on 1 Peter. Yes, I can plug my Podcast, it’s my list, ha!

Thanks for checking in and God Bless! >>John

You never know who is on the other end of the line.

So last night after I wrapped up writing before bed, I start going through my nightly “lock down” of the fort. Alarm is on, doors are all locked, lights out; I put down those darn things that stop the cold air from coming under the door. Then I make sure I grab my cell phone (my alarm clock) before heading up to bed. Now as I start my ascent I notice, yet again, I have stayed up too late writing. “this is going to hurt in the morning”, then mid thought, RIIIIINNNNNNGGGG of the house phone! Oh no, the babies going to wake up! I run to answer it, thinking it’s never good to have a phone ring at 12:20am for people on either end. Panicked, I answer, “Hello?”… nothing. Again, I make a more pronounced hello, maybe they didn’t understand. “Heeeeelllllooooo?”… again nothing.

Now I can hear some rustling on the line, so I’m getting annoyed thinking this might be some boy calling my oldest daughter thinking this is her cell phone, which gets taken every night anyway. So now, I am planning my retaliation call and hang up. I go to see the last call on caller ID and NOOOO, I hit the ring volume and make the phone ring again EVEN louder. Darn new phones! Now after a quick listen to see if the baby is crying yet, its all clear. I find the “CID” button, push it and see the number.

Hmmmm, that’s funny, somehow this diabolical phone mastermind has spoofed my cell phone number and called my house! I check the time, yes, that’s the call that just happened. Well let’s take a look at my cell phone and see if my house number was dialed out, because there is no way they got in here, got my phone and called my house while I am holding the phone! There it is, my home number dialed out…..Man, I just cranked called myself. Now all I have to do is get by the wife without having to admit my buffoonery. I creep in the room and Victory! She is sleeping! None the wiser, so don’t say anything okay?

Thanks for checking in and God Bless!

Me worship for the "me" church

I had a rough day today and my friend Toby Logsdon posted this on Facebook....so I stole it. This is hilarious!! I could go on and on about this topic, but I will just let it speak for itself. New Podcast on 1 Peter Wednesday!

The best Friday ever.

So today I am up at 5am, I shower, get dressed, and shuffle out the door to the commuter lot. In my still asleep mind, the thought…no wait, dream crosses my mind, “Should I drive in, it’s like 100 below zero and FRIDAY!”

I decide to drive to WAWA to get coffee and try and wake my mind up to make a decision. For those readers who are not familiar with WAWA, it is THE BEST gas station ever with great coffee and pretty good food. I don’t know I’m American, I love stupid things.

Anyway, I have coffee now, but can’t drink it because it is 200 degrees. I think I ate a bagel sandwich-yes I know, I said my mind was sleeping. I drive back to the commuter lot, get out, stand in line, get in a car, 45 minutes later I’m on 14th and New York ready to start my walk west down Pennsylvania Avenue. Yes, the same location as the Bologna mystery of a previous blog, also the new address of the soon to be President Obama, maybe you have heard of him.

So now it is a brisk 10 degrees with about a 10 mile an hour wind in my face…so if my math is correct that comes out to 1000 degrees below zero. Now my face and legs feel like they are on fire but it’s only a half mile to go, so I push on. I now have to dodge security and blockades all down the Pennsylvania Ave….lucky I didn’t forget my badge, oh wait, ah here it is. 10 minutes later I am at my building and shocked that my coffee didn’t freeze solid. My math may have been off on the temperature calculation.

I am now frozen; face burning worse than any ski trip wind burns I have received before. I get into the elevator and look up into the mirrored ceiling to confirm my face is still there, it is, but is a very nice shade of pink. 7th floor, I’m here. I walk down the hallway turn into my cube where a coworker asked why I’m here. What do you mean “Why am I here?” Oh, no my heart sinks…today is my work from home day! I got up 3 hours early and came here for nothing. Happy Friday!!!!

I’m taking the train home where my wife will pick me up and take me to get my car. I must be a constant source of amusement to her.

Podcasts are coming everyone, will be recording this weekend.

Thanks for checking in and God Bless.

Bologna on Pennsylvania Avenue…

From the title I know most people are thinking that I might be talking about Bush, the Treasury Departments newly found 700 Billion dollars or maybe the temporary multi Million dollar inaugural parade stands being built along Pennsylvania Avenue. No, I am talking about real processed meat with the little red plastic strip around it.
I work in D.C. next to the White House. So, this morning I’m coming from 14th street going west down Pennsylvania Avenue, freezing as I am walking and listening to a Podcast on my IPod, looking forward to my Starbucks.

Now Pennsylvania Avenue has these 8x8 foot planter box type areas where they have the trees that line the Street, which if anyone has been to the White House or seen pictures of Pennsylvania Avenue you know what I’m talking about. Now as I’m speed walking with my head tucked into my coat I see a full slice of Bologna on top of the monkey grass in the first box on Pennsylvania Avenue, I think ehhh, this is D.C. and keep on walking.


I pass the second box and another piece of Bologna, I think, wow a little early (7am) for the disposal of lunch meat along a street, but I press on. Now I pass the third and fourth and fifth, sixth, seventh boxes and they all have Bologna in them and now I stop to get complete visual confirmation that I am seeing Bologna and it’s not some caffeine withdraw induced hallucination. My suspicion is correct, Bologna. I press on.

Now as I have to dodge the construction of the temporary, multi Million dollar inaugural parade stands, I find myself looking forward to seeing if the Bologna will continue on the other side. I’m now chuckling to myself, contemplating the meaning of the Bologna, is it a silent protest, does someone think the squirrels eat Bologna, did someone else have a dream of a Bologna lined Pennsylvania Avenue?

As I approach the first box I find out that my hopes of a Bologna lined Pennsylvania Avenue are dashed. All the boxes on the other side of the stands are empty. I start to feel let down; did the Bologna bandit get stopped before the task was complete? Did they not plan well and run out of Bologna? As I find my mind thinking way too much about Bologna based protesting, I smell one of my favorite smells….coffee.

Enough shenanigans time for my Starbucks. Thanks Bologna bandit protester person, even if no one else notices your act of civil disobedience, you will know I did.


Thanks for checking in, God Bless.