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His Questions…

I love them. They’re as random as the clouds that pass over my head but they fill my heart with joy every time he asks them.

My son’s questions.

They generally happen when it’s just him and me riding along in the car. He’ll be quiet for the longest time, then, out of no where, he breaks the silence with a very typical “Hey Dad?”

“Yes Sir…”

And then he hits me with what ever he has been mulling over in that complicated mind of his. I truly never know what he’s going to ask. But I can know there will be questions and a plethora of them.

My favorite today question this morning was…

“Hey Dad….”

“Yes Sir…”

“Was the Bible written before the Revolutionary War?”

I don’t care how many he asks, I don’t care what he asks,  I simply pray he will always ask.



Riding along in my car today, worried about this and that.  Asking questions like, “How?” “When?” “Where?” and even “Why?”  When suddenly I became overwhelmed with the sense that God was with me, right here right now in the middle of my life.  It was the strangest sense of peace, calm and assurance that He is in control.  When I stopped to really take notice of the fact that HE was with ME,  I felt like I could take a breath so deep that it went to the very bottom of my feet and filled right up to the top of my head.

As Christmas approaches, some will need Him to be their Prince of Peace, and others their Wonderful Counselor.  Some will focus on the fact that He is Mighty God.

Therefore the Lord Himself will give you a sign.  Behold the virgin will conceive and bear a son, and shall call his name Emmanuel – Isaiah 7:14

But today, to me, He is Emmanuel, God With Us, right here in the thick of it all.


what if?

Over the last few years I’ve had some amazing conversations with guys like this guy, this guy and this guy about effecting change in their world.  I mention these guys because I know that one day they will truly impact the world for Jesus Christ.

I’ve had the opportunity to talk to guys like this pastor, this leader, or this guy all of whom are doing some pretty amazing things for God RIGHT NOW!!!

I’m so honored to have this guy in my family.  And I can tell you that this man has done more for the Kingdom of God from the furthest corners of the earth than anyone will ever know and I know he has a lot more work ahead of him.  I remember sitting with him  a couple of years ago in the food court of a mall in downtown Atlanta.  As we polished off some Chick-fil-A I remember telling him that my greatest fear in life was the fear that I would one day find myself sitting in the grandstands of heaven watching a heroes parade of the people that did something amazing for God in their lifetimes, and I would simply be a spectator.

I gotta tell you that thought still scares the daylights out of me.

The craziest thing though is this.  I believe the one thing that could possibly stand in the way of me truly doing something GREAT for God is the one little question: “what if?”

What if I fail?  What if I’m wrong?  What if I try to lead, but no one follows?  What if? what if? What if?

I love the story of Peter walking on water to Jesus.  I imagine this guy had some BIG TIME what ifs bouncing around in his head before he got his feet wet.  The big one:  What if I drown?  But I’ve often wondered what if Peter DIDN’T step out of the boat.  Would his story be the same?

Would he have continued to be one of Jesus’ closest disciples?

Would he have been restored to relationship with Jesus even after denying him?

Would he have led thousands to Christ in one sermon on the day of Pentecost?

Would his shadow have brought healing to whomever it passed over?

Would he have been arrested for preaching the gospel, then released from prison by an angel?

Would he & John have healed the crippled man at the temple gate?

Man I don’t know the answer to those questions, but I seriously have to doubt any of those things would have happened if he gave in to “what if?” sitting on that boat that night.

I guess the point I’m getting at is this:  What if I don’t do what I know Ive been called to do with my life?  What if I don’t walk the path that has been divinely planned just for me?  What miraculous things will I miss seeing with my own eyes.  It may be that my greatest fear of sitting in the grandstands of heaven watching the heroes parade go by me, might come true.

You know what?  I don’t want to take that risk.   I may not be in a heroes parade in heaven one day, but I refuse to sit in the grandstands and just watch.  I’m stepping out of the boat?

You comin?


fear of failing

sorry  for the long delay in blogging again.  its been a busy busy couple of weeks since my last post. I hope to be back in the saddle again.

spellingbee3Makenzie, my oldest, will compete in her first school wide spelling bee.  She was so excited when she won for her class, but this deal today. . .well its a much bigger deal.  We sat with her last night trying to review words that we had gone over before. She would get one or two right, and then she’d get one wrong.   When that happened the biggest tears would puddle up in the bottom of her big brown eyes.  Immediately we would  tell her, “Don’t worry about it.  You’ll get it.”  “You’ll do fine.”  We even made a game of studying the words and it lightened her mood.

Last night when I went into her room to tuck her in, I could tell that she had been crying again.  So I laid down on the bed beside her and asked her what had her so upset.  “I don’t want to be the first one to get a word wrong and have to sit down tomorrow.”  So I told her about the time I was in the school wide spelling bee and how I had to sit down for missing the word “cheif” I mean “chief” and that seemed to blow away that cloud of worry.  Then she said, “I’m afraid I’ll disappoint my teacher, she says I’m her best speller in the class.”  To which I replied, “You don’t have to worry about that, you’re still the best speller because you won the spelling bee for your class.”  But it was her last concern, that stung my ears as she spoke the words, “Dad. . . I just don’t want to disappoint you.”  And the tears began to pour.  Mine as well as hers.

Have you ever felt that way?  The absolute fear of failure.  The fear that if you fail, or maybe even when you fail, that you will disappoint someone.  Man, I have so many times.  And so many times that fear has caused me to do the wrong thing or even worse nothing at all.  I know of people who will never make the commitment to have a relationship with Christ, because they’re afraid they can’t live it.  Afraid they’ll fail.  Afraid they’ll disappoint God.

But I read somewhere, that “perfect love drives away fear.”  And the only one capable of showing perfect love is God.  That says to me His love for you, for me, is so strong that it can even override your fear of failure, your fear of disappointing someone.

So what are you afraid of? What have you avoided because of your fear failure or fear of disappointing someone?

Maybe its time to reconsider.


Almost Live From #C309

I’m in Dallas this week at Fellowship Church for the Creative Church Conference also known in Twitter world as #C309.  I gotta tell you that right now I’m so full of mental food for thought that I’m seriously about to bust.

In fact, we have two hours this afternoon in breakout sessions.  When I tried to go sit down in one, I realized that I just couldn’t hold one more bit of information without processing some of what I’ve already heard.  So while my traveling buddy is in his breakout session, I decided to muddle through some of my thoughts.

Now I know this will sound absurd but I’m going through nearly 47 pages of notes.  Some of which I’ve taken but mostly from other C3 attendees who’ve been posting their notes here.   I copied and pasted most of these pages and I’m weeding out the highlights which I gotta tell you is not a small task.

I’ll process through it all in the next couple of days, but I just have to tell you on an emotional spiritual level that God has been so powerfully speaking to me these last two days.  We’ve heard speakers like Ed Young, Jentzen Franklin, Christine Caine (an Austrailian powerhouse “chick”), Craig Groeschel, Steven Furtick, Tommy Barnett, Ben Young, Bil Cornelius, and tonight the Bishop T.D. Jakes is “bringin it.”  (If I’ve heard one “get ready get ready get ready” impression I’ve heard a million.)

So here’s what stands out so far:

Mercy must be in the middle of EVERYTHING the church does.

God is consumed with the LOST

Being consumed with what other people think about me is IDOLATRY.

My generation must bring HONOR back to ministry.

If I’m going to be effective in seeing people come to Christ, I’ve got to have IT.

I know this will make little or no sense to anyone out there reading this.  And I’m okay with that.  These are sort of stakes in the ground that I gotta come back too, as God leads me down this path I see Him taking me.



family photos.

The Greer Family hasn’t had family photos in a loooooong time.  So, we went yesterday as part of Mady’s 4th birthday celebration and had tons of fun taking pictures.  To see more you can click on the Flickr box over there –>

0005I’m one happy guy!!! Look at all those beautiful ladies

0033That dripping sound in the background is my heart melting right now.

0043My Funky Girl.

0035The Birthday Girl

0101What do you want?  Tell me and its yours!


My shirt & Cinderella

dsc00896For the last four years I’ve worn the exact same shirt, on this exact same day.  Its become a tradition I suppose, and if this shirt will hold up and I can fit in it, I’ll probably wear this same shirt on this same day for the rest of my life.  I wore it for the first time, the day my second daughter was born. When I put it on this morning it was like I stepped back in time, and could remember every detail about that day.  Going in early that morning for Kristia to be prepped for her C-section.  Pacing anxiously, waiting for them to take her back.  Then standing with Kristia as the doctor delivered that beautiful baby girl.  I remember walking her out and showing her to her big sister and her grandparents all standing around with wide eyed wonder.  What an exciting day that was.

Now here I am, four years later, celebrating Madilynn Eden Greer’s fourth birthday.  I’m still wearing my shirt, but man has she changed from that first day.  Mady is four going on forty.  She’s so animated, so engaging.  She loves to laugh and loves to make other people laugh.  She loves to sing to the top of her lungs even if she doesn’t have a clue what the lyrics are, she’s not afraid to make them up.  She knows what she likes, and knows what she doesn’t.  Even as a baby, she didn’t like my singing, and she would cry every time I would sing to her.  She’s learn to adapt to my singing, but has her songs she likes and those she doesn’t.  She loves to dance, twirl, jump, and flip, and the older she gets the more she does those things all over my heart.

So today, I’m wearing my shirt, to celebrate, but more so to remember how much brighter my life became when this little ballerina danced right into my world.

Happy Birthday Mady-mae!!

Warning: Sappy Video Posted below, for the Grandparents

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