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Jesus WOD (Workout of the Day) – apart or a part

“I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in Me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from Me you can do nothing.”  –  John 15:5

As a basketball coach, it’s not difficult to tell what players are about the team and which ones are about themselves. Do they want to play defense as much as they want the ball on the offensive end? Will they hustle, dive for the loose ball … do the dirty work? Does their body language affect the team in a positive or negative manner?

In John 15:5, Jesus basically said if you’re on My team, you “can do all things through” Me. Jesus is the lifeline. He is the life giver. “Man shall not live by bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God.” (Matthew 4:4)

On God’s team, you are a segment, a piece of His divine plan that serves a special and specific purpose. “The body is a unit, though it is comprised of many parts. And although its parts are many, they all form one body. So it is with Christ…Now you are the body of Christ, and each of you is a member of it.” (I Corinthians 12:12, 27)

As Christ is “the vine”, we serve as an extension of Him to the world. Our every breath and heartbeat comes not from our greatness, but the simple fact we are attached to Jesus.

Break a branch off from its main source and certain death will come. For non-Christians, being “…apart from” God doesn’t mean a successful life cannot be had, for it certainly can. The difference is when those individuals die, and we all will, they “can do nothing” to be a part of God’s team. Time has run out. The game is over. An eternity apart from the Father has been sealed.

JesusWod:

  • God has a place for you on His team. Have you asked Jesus into your life as your Lord and Savior?
  • If you’ve already accepted Jesus, is He asking you to be a part of something “special and specific”? Are you following His calling?
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The New Yorker is Chicken

The vaunted, highly esteemed, socially left leaning New Yorker magazine is … chicken.

The fearful arrival of southern fowl into the Big Apple is not at the heart of Dan Piepenbring’s recent article entitled, Chick-fil-A’s Creepy Infiltration of New York City.

Like most places in America, “The city that never sleeps” has a pallet for poultry and the many ways this feathered delicacy can be presented.  Pipenbring’s piece, though, is more of a pluck job on Christianity.

He states: “And yet the brand’s arrival here feels like an infiltration, in no small part because of its pervasive Christian traditionalism. (The same Judeo-Christian values America was built upon – my emphasis) Its headquarters, in Atlanta, are adorned with Bible verses and a statue of Jesus washing a disciple’s feet. Its stores close on Sundays.”

He does mention the long lines waiting to enter Chick-fil-A’s newest, and fourth restaurant, in New York city, but Piepenbring apparently cannot digest this “infiltration” is welcomed by thousands of his fellow citizens.

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He has trouble swallowing “The company has since reaffirmed its intention to ‘treat every person with honor, dignity and respect,’ but it has quietly continued to donate to anti-L.G.B.T. groups.” Please do not forget, Mr. Pipenbring, Chick-fil-A is a privately owned company and can parcel out its funds as it wishes.

It appears The New Yorker, published by Conde’ Nast and owned by Advanced Publications, writes about anything is chooses.

I have first-hand knowledge of Chick-fil-A’s intentions having worked at an establishment in Macon, Georgia. From the initial day of training, it is stressed that every customer is the same. Every customer is equal. Every customer is valuable. The goal is for them to walk out feeling as such.

Chick-fil-A employees  are not trained to decipher, decode, decrypt, or descramble a customer’s religion or sexual ethnicity. Customers are not quizzed before ordering and no exit polls are taken following their delicious meal. Evangelism does not take place. Salvation tracts are not included with the sauce (Polynesian, Chick-fil-A, Honey Mustard, etc…) of your choice. Bibles do not adorn each table nor are they found on the bathroom sink.

But, without the name of Jesus being uttered, customers know there is a different aura, atmosphere, and feeling here.  Jesus said in John 13:35, “By this all men will know you are my disciples, if you love one another.” Paul wrote in Romans 12:10, “Be devoted to one another in love. Honor one another above yourselves.”

Pipenbring sees it as “distasteful” that Chick-fil-A would “portray itself as better than other fast food.” This is simply called competition. To survive, you must compete. Since 1925, The New Yorker has been doing the same thing.

Honoring its customers is what truly separates Chick-fil-A from other fast food competitors. Simply, it is genuine, professional, courteous service, something rarely seen these days, guided by Biblical principles.

For The New Yorker, there’s no reason to fear this infiltration of light in the darkness. It’s just chicken.

 

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