Woodbull Family: Happy SECOND YEAR Woodbull Anniversary... well...
Grace Fellowship Church is so glad to support the ministry of Dr. Charles Woodrow in Mozambique. I woke up this morning to an email from Charles asking for prayer.
The Turnbull family moved to Mozambique in 2006 to work with the Woodrows. This past week their 12-year old son, Ian, contracted cerebral malaria and had to be rushed to South Africa. He is in a very poor state.
The link will take you to the blog that the kids of the Woodrow and Turnbull family set up over one year ago. The particular post I am linking to will describe some of Ian's ordeal.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
The Cyber Hymnal ™ Has a New Site - Update Your Bookmarks, Kids!
The Cyber Hymnal ™
Clearly one of the very best and most useful sites on the internet, Cyberhymnal was hit with some unfortunate stuff over the last couple of months.
They have rebounded and launched an updated site - please take a visit and link to it so others will find it.
From their main page:
Clearly one of the very best and most useful sites on the internet, Cyberhymnal was hit with some unfortunate stuff over the last couple of months.
They have rebounded and launched an updated site - please take a visit and link to it so others will find it.
From their main page:
Many have asked what will happen to the domain name “cyberhymnal.org.” The legal owner (Word.Net) is unwilling to relinquish it, so we can’t use the old URL. In addition, our site search feature will not be fully functional until search engines have had time to re-index the site at its new URL.
Please spread the word about the new URL & ask Web sites to update their links! God bless…
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
How Can I Know if I Am a Christian?
SermonAudio.com - Wheat or Chaff - Which are you?
This is the last sermon preached by my dear friend (and father-in-law), Pastor Bob Hueni. It is a passionate call by a 75 year old pastor for all people to turn to God in Christ.
He preached it last summer and my family has been blessed in listening to it several times since then. I cannot commend this to you enough.
This is the last sermon preached by my dear friend (and father-in-law), Pastor Bob Hueni. It is a passionate call by a 75 year old pastor for all people to turn to God in Christ.
He preached it last summer and my family has been blessed in listening to it several times since then. I cannot commend this to you enough.
Toronto Spiritual Life Convention
GTSLC Home
The Toronto Spiritual Life Convention is almost here - it begins this Sunday night (Jan 18) and runs through Wednesday (Jan 21).
The Sunday meeting starts at 6:00PM. All other meetings begin at 7>30PM.
This year's guest preacher is Colin Smith, pastor of The Orchard in Arlington Heights, Illinois. He will be bringing us four messages from Romans 8 - what a glorious chapter!
Once again, all meetings will be held at The People's Church (374 Sheppard Ave E).
Hope to see you there!
The Toronto Spiritual Life Convention is almost here - it begins this Sunday night (Jan 18) and runs through Wednesday (Jan 21).
The Sunday meeting starts at 6:00PM. All other meetings begin at 7>30PM.
This year's guest preacher is Colin Smith, pastor of The Orchard in Arlington Heights, Illinois. He will be bringing us four messages from Romans 8 - what a glorious chapter!
Once again, all meetings will be held at The People's Church (374 Sheppard Ave E).
Hope to see you there!
Friday, January 09, 2009
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Toronto Pastors Fellowship - January Meeting
Toronto Pastors Fellowship:
When the Christian ministry is defined by worldly standards, it is often the most simple duties that are neglected.
Several years ago I asked Pastor Carl Muller to teach a section of my pastoral theology course on ministering to the elderly, sick and dying. Carl was a natural choice for this—he has modelled a caring ministry for many years. Thus, we were thrilled he agreed to present on this topic and help all of us remember that 'it is more blessed to give than to receive...' and to not forget 'the least of these.'
So, join us on January 19th, and plan now to take another day off that week instead of Monday.
You will not want to miss this meeting for a second reason—we have a very exciting announcement to make regarding our annual conference taking place on June 1-3!
When the Christian ministry is defined by worldly standards, it is often the most simple duties that are neglected.
Several years ago I asked Pastor Carl Muller to teach a section of my pastoral theology course on ministering to the elderly, sick and dying. Carl was a natural choice for this—he has modelled a caring ministry for many years. Thus, we were thrilled he agreed to present on this topic and help all of us remember that 'it is more blessed to give than to receive...' and to not forget 'the least of these.'
So, join us on January 19th, and plan now to take another day off that week instead of Monday.
You will not want to miss this meeting for a second reason—we have a very exciting announcement to make regarding our annual conference taking place on June 1-3!
Workshops on Biblical Exposition - About the Workshops
The Simeon Trust is coming to Toronto to put on a Preaching Workshop
Specific information on the Toronto workshop being held at Richview Baptist Church is available here.
"The purpose of the workshop is to increase the pastor’s confidence and ability in rightly handling God’s Word. We also want them to leave convinced that God’s Word is powerful and anxious to preach it to their people. A successful Workshop on Biblical Exposition has three essential components:
Instruction–clear, simple principles of exposition for interpreting and explaining the message of the Scriptures in an accurate and accessible way.
Small Group Practice–hands-on groups made up of 6-9 men who come having prepared sermon outlines for certain texts and are able to interact with the other men and an instructor to hone their skills
Model Exposition–a gifted local pastor who models how exposition can be done well by giving one of his own expository sermons."
Specific information on the Toronto workshop being held at Richview Baptist Church is available here.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Poem: The Meaning of Christmas (at the Mall)
One way to understand a culture is to study the songs, poems and art that it cherishes. Some have argued that you cannot understand a culture until you can interpret its poetry...even write it. I took this challenge to heart this year in my effort to understand Christmas.
Although I was rather certain I had a good grasp of the meaning of this holiday, my recent study exposed some gaping holes in my knowledge. Thus, I took it upon myself to write a poem that reflected the true meaning of Christmas... from the perspective of mall music.
I am rather excited about it… even with the somewhat Puritanical Title…
Although I was rather certain I had a good grasp of the meaning of this holiday, my recent study exposed some gaping holes in my knowledge. Thus, I took it upon myself to write a poem that reflected the true meaning of Christmas... from the perspective of mall music.
I am rather excited about it… even with the somewhat Puritanical Title…
The Meaning of Christmas
(or, a Reflective Sonnet Upon the Various and Sundry Nuances and Fancies of December in North America)
A long time ago in Bethelehem
In a winter wonderland
A little drummer boy drove into town
With Frosty the Snowman
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up let’s go
They sang that midnight clear
And turned their headlights way down low
To avoid red-nosed Reindeer
The boy had five golden rings
Frosty, two turtle doves
And stuffed with figgy pudding then
They gleamed the light of love
They drove on city sidewalks (busy sidewalks!)
To a certain unstirring house
And met three wise men at the door
Of Mr. and Mrs. Klaus
A fat man wearing red underwear
Answered the door with a list
And elvish folk rocked ‘round the tree
Singing of their dental wish
Then someone called on Frosty’s cell
And said they would be home
The boy began to play his drum
The wise guys read a star tome
Parson Brown knocked at the door
Bearing awfully bad news
“Grandma was reindeer-trampled
After drinking too much booze”
So, Mrs. Klaus called the cop
To charge, he did not know
But then a thumpety-thump-thump
Was heard on hills of snow
For Frosty owned that herd of deer
And afraid it was his Cupid
He snuck off to retrieve his pet
But this, my friends, was stupid
For all the rest chased him far
And he started to perspire
Which when you’re made of snow and ice
Is like you’re eating fire
And so ‘neath lights of red and green
They chased him on the double
But when they caught the culprit snowman
He was nothing but a puddle
And so this cryptic story
Its message now construes...
And once I figure what that is
I’ll be sure to tell all of yous.
(or, a Reflective Sonnet Upon the Various and Sundry Nuances and Fancies of December in North America)
A long time ago in Bethelehem
In a winter wonderland
A little drummer boy drove into town
With Frosty the Snowman
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up let’s go
They sang that midnight clear
And turned their headlights way down low
To avoid red-nosed Reindeer
The boy had five golden rings
Frosty, two turtle doves
And stuffed with figgy pudding then
They gleamed the light of love
They drove on city sidewalks (busy sidewalks!)
To a certain unstirring house
And met three wise men at the door
Of Mr. and Mrs. Klaus
A fat man wearing red underwear
Answered the door with a list
And elvish folk rocked ‘round the tree
Singing of their dental wish
Then someone called on Frosty’s cell
And said they would be home
The boy began to play his drum
The wise guys read a star tome
Parson Brown knocked at the door
Bearing awfully bad news
“Grandma was reindeer-trampled
After drinking too much booze”
So, Mrs. Klaus called the cop
To charge, he did not know
But then a thumpety-thump-thump
Was heard on hills of snow
For Frosty owned that herd of deer
And afraid it was his Cupid
He snuck off to retrieve his pet
But this, my friends, was stupid
For all the rest chased him far
And he started to perspire
Which when you’re made of snow and ice
Is like you’re eating fire
And so ‘neath lights of red and green
They chased him on the double
But when they caught the culprit snowman
He was nothing but a puddle
And so this cryptic story
Its message now construes...
And once I figure what that is
I’ll be sure to tell all of yous.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Pastor, Love Your Wife! - Toronto Pastors Fellowship
Pastor, Love Your Wife! - Toronto Pastors Fellowship
My good friend, Tim Kerr, gave a compelling presentation to us this past Monday on both the need and the means to loving our dear wives.
You can download the audio (be sure to listen to the discussion period) and the written paper at this link.
My good friend, Tim Kerr, gave a compelling presentation to us this past Monday on both the need and the means to loving our dear wives.
You can download the audio (be sure to listen to the discussion period) and the written paper at this link.
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