Teaching With Heaven In Mind
Several years ago, I received a call from a lady asking that I conduct a memorial service for her nephew. The headlines of our Palm Beach Post had recently bannered the sordid details of this boy's death telling of how the boy's mother and live-in boyfriend had beat the boy to death and then used cosmetics in an attempt to cover the scars and bruises. When asked about how I could help the family, the aunt told me that I had already been a help. I learned that the only time the boy had ever been to church in his entire life was a few weeks earlier at our annual Easter candy drop. The boy was...
The Ignite the Supernatural Conference
Why is the national Ignite the Supernatural Conference so important? Why have a conference that focuses totally upon ushering in a Holy Spirit revival for children and children's ministry? One picture will tell the whole story. I want the Person of the Holy Spirit who is so important to my Dad and Mom, to Vickie and myself, to my son Jason and his wife Elisabeth, to become so real and imporant in my grandson Joey's life. Through this conference, we can ignite the fire of a Holy Spirit revival to another generation of children. I want my grandson to be able to say like the late Kathryn...
A Parent’s Dream Come True
The Burns Men Michael, Jason and Joey, my Dad Bill Burns, me, and Aaron After this past weekend, I've come to the conclusion that I need a face adjustment ... no, not plastic surgery ... just an adjustment. Why? Because I've grinned and smiled so big that my ears have become misaligned. Let me tell you what caused my facial disfiguration .... First, in our Saturday night and two Sunday morning services, I watched my 15-year-old son, Aaron, do an awesome job communicating to Trinity's boys and girls. Believe me, in doing the object lesson, he outdid what I've seen many seasoned children's...
I See the Rain A Comin’
I was raised (and often reared ... if you get my drift) in a home where my sister Ruth and I had to be dead three days before missing church. After all, if Jesus rose from the dead on the third day, Mom and Dad expected us to as well. Missing church for baseball practice, going to the movies with friends on a Wednesday night, being up late on a Saturday night and not getting up for church on Sunday wasn't an option. Consequently, in addition to the great foundation laid at home each day, we received consistent, systematic, solid Bible teaching in our Sunday school classes, children's church,...
The Fruit of Our Labor
By no means do I consider myself to be a cityslicker. The city that I grew up wasn't much of a city. With a whopping 6 traffic lights, "fine" eateries consisting of the likes of Dairy Queen and a greasy spoon called Grothe's Restaurant, and 3 grocery stores, West Columbia, Texas wasn't much to brag about. Still, it was home. Neither do I consider myself a country bumpkin. We did have a few chickens in a fenced-in area for a while when I was young. We did raise tomatoes, cucumbers, okra, and squash each summer in our little garden in our back yard. I guess that I'm a fine mixture of both ......
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