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Pastor Becca Krogstad – St. Matthew’s/Bethany As I write this, my husband is deep in conversation with an internet technician who has come to our… Login to continue reading Login…
Pastor Becca Krogstad – St. Matthew’s/Bethany As I write this, my husband is deep in conversation with an internet technician who has come to our… Login to continue reading Login…
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Minnesota’s farmers and ranchers have made our state the sixth-largest agricultural producing state and the fourth-largest exporter of agricultural commodities in the country — generating $106 billion in economic activity every year and supporting 388,000 jobs. They produce turkey for our sandwiches, wheat for our bread, milk for our ice cream, and ground beef for our hamburgers. They produce ethanol that powers our vehicles. Farmfest is our opportunity to celebrate their work and all they do to feed and fuel our state, our country, and the world, while also confronting the challenges rural Minnesota faces now and in the future.
What do you think of when you think about the word comfort? For some, it might be a hammock swinging between two trees. For others, it might be putting on some headphones sliding into a warm bubble-bath and just melting their cares away. For me, when I think about comfort, I think about lying on the beach with my wife, Jen. I’ve got my eyes closed, there’s a cool ocean breeze blowing over me, and all I can hear is the sound of seagulls and waves tumbling across the sand. To me, that’s comfort. But that’s not the kind of comfort the Apostle Paul has in mind in 2 Corinthians 1:3 when he refers to God, as, “the God of all comfort.” No, there, Paul uses the Greek word, paraklēsis (Parrock-lay-cease) and it doesn’t mean ease, or relaxation, or tranquility like it does in our culture.
He began with frogging. Then jigging. By noon, he said, he’d be hula popping. I kept nodding, as though these were natural things for a man to say while I was drinking my first cup of coffee. Or ever.
Generally, I go ‘round without a hat. A hat squeezes the head, itches the scalp. Plus, I like my hair. But we live in interesting, challenging, new times. We must rise to the occasion. Sometimes, to meet the moment, a man needs a hat.
As we come to another Fourth of July, it’s a fitting time to reflect on the incredible gifts our Creator has given us — and to thank Him, especially for the precious gift of freedom. One of the greatest blessings we enjoy is the freedom to worship our Lord openly and without fear — a freedom not everyone in the world shares.
The energy in the auditorium was already electric. Every single act in the middle school variety show received thunderous applause, a standing ovation. It was the last day of school and the audience was determined to love everything. Then the next act brought out a T-shirt gun.