Rural Route Heroes: Part VI

I owe two people more than I can ever repay.  They, because I am very biased, deserve Rural Route hero status (and a ton more!)  I have to start from the beginning to give you the full story so, here goes.   I was an orphan.  Yeah, the Little Orphan Annie kind of orphan.  (“Tomorrow!  Tomorrow!  I Love ya Tomorrow!”)   I spent six weeks of my life as a ward of the state.  No name.  No parents.  No identity.  Sad, huh?

At the tender age of thee months my two heroes entered my life.  They had been praying for a child, and God delivered me to them.  That’s right!  No more Little Orphan Mikey!  I now had a name.  I had two loving parents who had been praying for me. I had an identity.  I was no longer a ward of the sate.   Baby #7,342,331 (as I’m sure I was known to all) became the son of Marjorie and Douglas Waddey.

My mom and dad live in the most un-rural place you can possibly live.  They have a mall within 10 minutes of their house.  K-Mart, Home Depot, Starbucks, and at least three grocery stores make up their backyard.  So why do they deserve the Rural Route Hero treatment?  It is only by their efforts that I had any kind of up-bringing at all.  Everything I am is because they loved me, disciplined me, and demonstrated righteousness to me.  They were good stewards of the child they prayed for.  They introduced me to Jesus!  They taught me that God was good and that He had a plan for my life.  In various ways they showed me that God could be trusted with every aspect of my life.

The values they taught me play out very well in my life as a husband, father, and rural pastor.  They taught me to be truthful.  They taught me to work hard and that no job is beneath me.  They taught me that respect is earned not taken.  They taught me that all people are valuable to God.  They taught me that you get what you pay for.  They taught me that taking care of people that can’t take care of themselves is our honor.  They taught me that love is unconditional and is sometimes difficult. . . but always rewarding.  They demonstrated the Fruit of the Spirit so that I would know what “good fruit” looks like.  They taught me what perseverance looks like.  When you get knocked down (or fall off a 20 ft ladder dad) you get back up and move on.

They are my heroes today.  I wish that I had caught all that they tried to teach me.  I am still learning to implement all the lessons invested in their adopted son.  The truth of that matter is that they are still teaching me, and I still admire them.  There isn’t a day that goes by when my ministry is not enhanced by something I learned from my mother and father.    They are Rural Route Heroes.

Love you mom and dad.

Published in: on March 30, 2009 at 3:29 am  Comments (2)  

Tennessee Small Church Leadership Conference / IMPACT 2009 / April 24-25

This looks Goooooood.  CLICK HERE!

Published in: on March 23, 2009 at 1:02 pm  Comments (2)  

Cottage Grove Baptist Church featured in Associated Press Article

This article points to the Tennessee Baptist Convention’s new web page that is designed to be an encouragement during these economic hard times.

Click here to view the article.

Published in: on March 21, 2009 at 8:19 pm  Comments Off on Cottage Grove Baptist Church featured in Associated Press Article  

Weird Things I’ve Said About Manure Lately

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1.  “Is horse, chicken, pig, or cow manure better for the garden?”

2.  “No,  I did not know that cow manure and horse manure differed so much?”

3.  “Can I come pick up a load of your manure?”

4.  “Do you think this 30 gallon trash can will hold enough manure to finish the job?

5.  “Can I come pick up some more manure?  I . . . I, uh. . ran out?”

6.  “Hey kids!  Grab a shovel and help spread the manure!”

7.   “Hey, Honey!  Look at how evenly my new tiller mixes the manure into the dirt”

8.  “I’m really going to have to thank Larry for this load of manure.”

Published in: on March 21, 2009 at 8:00 pm  Comments Off on Weird Things I’ve Said About Manure Lately  

Top 10 Things I love About My New Riding Mower

0121.  It is a RIDING mower.

2.  It is not a PUSH mower.

3.  It has a seat that accommodates me and the occasional hitch hiker. . . see picture above.

4.  It has a key that I, without much effort, turn.  Amazingly this and this alone starts the motor.

5.  I don’t think nearly as many ugly thoughts now that I don’t have to pull the rope to start my lawn mower.

6.  My push mower has a 22 inch deck.  The riding mower has a 46 inch deck.  Less mowing time means I now have time to start checking off that list of things I want to do before I die. . . like become the world’s hot dog eating champ.

7.  Did I mention that you ride the mower.  Really, you don’t have to push!  You just climb right up on it, sit down, turn the key, engage the blade, and start mowing.

8.  In certain circles my riding mower is called a “lawn tractor”.  I think I prefer the term lawn tractor.  There is just something very masculine about the word “tractor”.

9.  I could install the optional cup holder but that just seems a bit indulgent and over the top doesn’t it?

10.  I love the occasional hitch hiker the best!

Published in: on March 18, 2009 at 3:54 am  Comments (16)  

Get Out of the Middle

Revival, plain and simple, is what we need.  Lester Morelock is a friend of mine who has hit the nail on the head with this sermon.  I wonder what would happen if our rural churches “got out of the middle.”   What if we intently climbed out of the quagmire of mediocrity to run our race as God intended?   Take a few minutes and watch this sermon.

Click HERE and choose the sermon “Get Out of the Middle”. 

There will be more Rural Route Heroes at the end of this week.

Published in: on March 16, 2009 at 2:41 am  Comments (1)  

Stuff I Think About

1. What if small rural churches believed they were doing vital Kingdom work?

2.  What if we quit whining about the trend toward “mega” and just functioned as the church?

3.   What if we applauded our mega sister churches in their effort to function as the church?

4.   What if every small rural church believed the sacrificial offering they brought would be multiplied like lovaes and fish?

5.  What if we quit worrying about the programs we don’t offer and worked hard to be the most excellent ambassadors of Christ we can be.

6.  What if our daily desire was nothing more than honoring and glorifying God?

7.  What if our small rural pastors believed, I mean really believed, that God’s word could transform the 20-30 people they see every Sunday?

8.  What if we saw our declining communities as the opportunity of a life time?

9.  What if Acts 1:8 made us think outside of ourselves for a while?

10.  What if we begged for revival like a starving man begs for food?

11.  What if we don’t do 1-10?

Published in: on March 15, 2009 at 4:40 am  Comments Off on Stuff I Think About  

How to Fix the Economy Rural Style

1.  Bailing Wire

2.  Duct Tape

3.  W.D. 40

4.  Beat it with a hammer until it resembles its original shape.

5.  Isolate it from the rest of the herd so the disease is confined.

6.  Call 5 of your friends over who know as little about it as you do, stare at it for a while, talk about it for a little while longer only to leave the problem as you found it and go fishing.

7.  Take it to the Baptist Church, baptize it, and add it to the church role where it will remain unrepentant. . . but be very wet.

8.  Introduce it to NASCAR.  200 mph ought to loosen it up.

9.  Sell it on EBAY to a gullible city slicker.

10.  Realize it can’t be fixed, bailed out, or borrowed into submission.  Take it out to the barn, load your 12 guage, and shoot it right between the dollar signs.

Note:  Bailing wire, duct tape, and W.D. 40 will hold it up for a while though.

Published in: on March 12, 2009 at 5:17 am  Comments (2)  

What About Bob

You need to click here to see a great new rural blog.

I lifted the following from Bob’s “About” page.  I think you will like reading what is going on in Bob’s rural church planting world.

Hello, my name is Bob. I am a rather distracted, poorly-connected, sometimes frustrated rural church-planter. I don’t live where they have any high speed Internet available, except for satellite, which is neither high speed or available (in reality) due to the cost associated with it. We are planting an independent Baptist church in NW Pa.

Published in: on March 12, 2009 at 2:42 am  Comments Off on What About Bob  

Put a little Pogo In Your Life

After a hard day of cleaning up our back yard, blowing leaves, and cleaning gutters I find it is best to unwind by flinging myself on top of a “toy” designed to hurl you into the air only to give you a quick, and sometimes painful,  return trip back to earth.  My son, who can POGO all day long, was demonstrating how much fun this can be.  045

This is me trying out the torture device. . . I mean toy.

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This is me being flung from the POGO stick like a rag doll.  I’ll just stick to fishing.

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Published in: on March 9, 2009 at 11:59 am  Comments (2)