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Luke 3:21-37; Immersed into Ministry; Carl Crouse

5/29/2012

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I heard a well known speaker tell about the time his family was traveling with him.  His kids started jumping on the bed, and when he caught them they were spring boarding back and forth between the two beds in the room.  He scolded them and told them they could not do it, they argued, so in frustration the father said, “You can jump on the beds if the manager of the hotel says you can.”  So//they went and got permission from the manager to jump on the beds.     

I came up with this theory.  Disagree with me if you want, I am pretty confident I am correct.  What would Jesus have to say about jumping on beds?  You know what I think Jesus would say?  “You only live once on this earth, jump on the bed.” I also have this theory that when Jesus was a child, he himself must have jumped on the bed.  Enjoy life.  Immerse yourself in life.  Jump on the bed. 

As an adult, the biggest problem I have with children jumping on beds: I’m too tall!  I fall off too easy, I don’t get to join them!  



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Luke 3:7-20; Shape Up part b; Carl Crouse, 5-20-12

5/21/2012

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Story of the Emperor's New Clothes  by Hans Christian Andersen (during the actual message only read a short portion of the text, but full story printed here)

Many years ago there lived an Emperor who was so fond of new clothes that he spent all his money on them in order to be beautifully dressed. He did not care about his soldiers, he did not care about the theatre; he only liked to go out walking to show off his new clothes. He had a coat for every hour of the day; and just as they say of a king, 'He is in the council-chamber,' they always said here, 'The Emperor is in the wardrobe.'

In the great city in which he lived there was always something going on; every day many strangers came there. One day two impostors arrived who gave themselves out as weavers, and said that they knew how to manufacture the most beautiful cloth imaginable. Not only were the texture and pattern uncommonly beautiful, but the clothes which were made of the stuff possessed this wonderful property that they were invisible to anyone who was not fit for his office, or who was unpardonably stupid.

'Those must indeed be splendid clothes,' thought the Emperor. 'If I had them on I could find out which men in my kingdom are unfit for the offices they hold; I could distinguish the wise from the stupid! Yes, this cloth must be woven for me at once.' And he gave both the impostors much money, so that they might begin their work.

They placed two weaving-looms, and began to do as if they were working, but they had not the least thing on the looms. They also demanded the finest silk and the best gold, which they put in their pockets, and worked at the empty looms till late into the night.

'I should like very much to know how far they have got on with the cloth,' thought the Emperor. But he remembered when he thought about it that whoever was stupid or not fit for his office would not be able to see it. Now he certainly believed that he had nothing to fear for himself, but he wanted first to send somebody else in order to see how he stood with regard to his office. Everybody in the whole town knew what a wonderful power the cloth had, and they were all curious to see how bad or how stupid their neighbour was.

'I will send my old and honoured minister to the weavers,' thought the Emperor. 'He can judge best what the cloth is like, for he has intellect, and no one understands his office better than he.'

Now the good old minister went into the hall where the two impostors sat working at the empty weaving-looms. 'Dear me!' thought the old minister, opening his eyes wide, 'I can see nothing!' But he did not say so.

Both the impostors begged him to be so kind as to step closer, and asked him if it were not a beautiful texture and lovely colours. They pointed to the empty loom, and the poor old minister went forward rubbing his eyes; but he could see nothing, for there was nothing there.

'Dear, dear!' thought he, 'can I be stupid? I have never thought that, and nobody must know it! Can I be not fit for my office? No, I must certainly not say that I cannot see the cloth!'

'Have you nothing to say about it?' asked one of the men who was weaving.

'Oh, it is lovely, most lovely!' answered the old minister, looking through his spectacles. 'What a texture! What colours! Yes, I will tell the Emperor that it pleases me very much.'

'Now we are delighted at that,' said both the weavers, and thereupon they named the colours and explained the make of the texture.

The old minister paid great attention, so that he could tell the same to the Emperor when he came back to him, which he did.

The impostors now wanted more money, more silk, and more gold to use in their weaving. They put it all in their own pockets, and there came no threads on the loom, but they went on as they had done before, working at the empty loom. The Emperor soon sent another worthy statesman to see how the weaving was getting on, and whether the cloth would soon be finished. It was the same with him as the first one; he looked and looked, but because there was nothing on the empty loom he could see nothing.

'Is it not a beautiful piece of cloth?' asked the two impostors, and they pointed to and described the splendid material which was not there.

'Stupid I am not!' thought the man, 'so it must be my good office for which I am not fitted. It is strange, certainly, but no one must be allowed to notice it.' And so he praised the cloth which he did not see, and expressed to them his delight at the beautiful colours and the splendid texture. 'Yes, it is quite beautiful,' he said to the Emperor.

Everybody in the town was talking of the magnificent cloth.

Now the Emperor wanted to see [the clothes] himself while it was still on the loom. With a great crowd of select followers, amongst whom were both the worthy statesmen who had already been there before, he went to the cunning impostors, who were now weaving with all their might, but without fibre or thread.

'Is it not splendid!' said both the old statesmen who had already been there. 'See, your Majesty, what a texture! What colours!' And then they pointed to the empty loom, for they believed that the others could see the cloth quite well.

'What!' thought the Emperor, 'I can see nothing! This is indeed horrible! Am I stupid? Am I not fit to be Emperor? That were the most dreadful thing that could happen to me. Oh, it is very beautiful,' he said. 'It has my gracious approval.' And then he nodded pleasantly, and examined the empty loom, for he would not say that he could see nothing.

His whole Court round him looked and looked, and saw no more than the others; but they said like the Emperor, 'Oh! it is beautiful!' And they advised him to wear these new and magnificent clothes for the first time at the great procession which was soon to take place. 'Splendid! Lovely! Most beautiful!' went from mouth to mouth; everyone seemed delighted over them, and the Emperor gave to the impostors the title of Court weavers to the Emperor.

Throughout the whole of the night before the morning on which the procession was to take place, the impostors were up and were working by the light of over sixteen candles. The people could see that they were very busy making the Emperor's new clothes ready. They pretended they were taking the cloth from the loom, cut with huge scissors in the air, sewed with needles without thread, and then said at last, 'Now the clothes are finished!'

The Emperor came himself with his most distinguished knights, and each impostor held up his arm just as if he were holding something, and said, 'See! here are the breeches! Here is the coat! Here the cloak!' and so on.

'Spun clothes are so comfortable that one would imagine one had nothing on at all; but that is the beauty of it!'

'Yes,' said all the knights, but they could see nothing, for there was nothing there.

'Will it please your Majesty graciously to take off your clothes,' said the impostors, 'then we will put on the new clothes, here before the mirror.'

The Emperor took off all his clothes, and the impostors placed themselves before him as if they were putting on each part of his new clothes which was ready, and the Emperor turned and bent himself in front of the mirror.

'How beautifully they fit! How well they sit!' said everybody. 'What material! What colours! It is a gorgeous suit!'

'They are waiting outside with the canopy which your Majesty is wont to have borne over you in the procession,' announced the Master of the Ceremonies.

'Look, I am ready,' said the Emperor. 'Doesn't it sit well!' And he turned himself again to the mirror to see if his finery was on all right.

The chamberlains who were used to carry the train put their hands near the floor as if they were lifting up the train; then they did as if they were holding something in the air. They would not have it noticed that they could see nothing.

So the Emperor went along in the procession under the splendid canopy, and all the people in the streets and at the windows said, 'How matchless are the Emperor's new clothes! That train fastened to his dress, how beautifully it hangs!'

No one wished it to be noticed that he could see nothing, for then he would have been unfit for his office, or else very stupid. None of the Emperor's clothes had met with such approval as these had.

a little child at last said. 'But he has nothing on!'

'Just listen to the innocent child!' said the father, and each one whispered to his neighbour what the child had said.

the whole of the people called out at last 'But he has nothing on!'

This struck the Emperor, for it seemed to him as if they were right; but he thought to himself, 'I must go on with the procession now. And the chamberlains walked along still more uprightly, holding up the train which was not there at all.



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Luke 3.1-7, Shape Up, part a, Pastor Carl, May 13, 2012

5/14/2012

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What My Mother Taught Me... (unknown)
  My mother taught me RELIGION - "You better pray that will come out of the carpet."
  My mother taught me LOGIC: "Because I said so, that's why."
  My mother taught me FORESIGHT - "Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."
  My mother taught me IRONY - "Keep laughing and I'll *give* you something to cry about."
  My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS - "Shut your mouth and eat your supper!"
  My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM - "Will you *look* at the dirt on the back of your neck!"
  My mother taught me about STAMINA - "You'll sit there 'til all that spinach is finished."
  My mother taught me about WEATHER - "It looks as if a tornado swept through your room."
  My mother taught me how to solve PHYSICS PROBLEMS - "If I yelled because I saw a meteor coming toward you; would you listen then?"
  My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY - "If I've told you once, I've told you a million times - Don't Exaggerate!!!"
  My mother taught me THE CIRCLE OF LIFE - "I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."
  My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION - "Stop acting like your father!"
  My mother taught me about ENVY - "There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do!"
  My mother taught me WISDOM. "When you get to be my age, you'll understand."
  my mother taught me about JUSTICE. "One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!"
  THANKS, MOM! 

The impact of a mother’s task could be summarized: Shape Up… the desire to help hone and shape and influence her children to be better people…Shape Up!  This is God’s desire for each of us as well.  To become more and more like him… You first heard it from your mother! 


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At Home with God, Luke 2.41-52, Carl Crouse, May 6, '12

5/8/2012

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At my house, there are three major places I set down my keys and 15 minor places.  How many times a week do I want to get in my van and have to go back and forth looking in all the likely places for my keys.  A few weeks ago I spent five minutes wearing a path in the house searching ~ at last I brushed up against the corner of the hallway, heard a familiar tinkle of the key sound, and found them/// on my belt loop! 

A few weeks ago in Sunday School, the idea was brought up in the lesson, “You long for what you already have…”  like the keys on a beltloop.  You already have what you need!  You are discontent, wanting more, wear a path searching for that elusive something to make your life complete, and not realizing that what you are longing for is already within your grasp.  “You long for what you already have”.  We ask for God to make our lives complete, to rearrange our lives, add or take away, and the answer is simply to accept and appreciate and take advantage of what is already within our grasp. 

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A Story with a Purpose, Luke 1.1-4, Pastor Carl, 4-29-12

5/1/2012

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Stories with a purpose.  We do it all the time.  Parents tell stories to their children, with a purpose of warning their children to not make the same mistakes.  We tell stories to entertain.  Yesterday was opening day for fishing, some of you may have a “fish” story to boast.  A story with a purpose. 

Today we begin a journey through the book of Luke. Luke is the author: “Let me tell you a story with a purpose, a story I have carefully researched, it is the story of Jesus Christ, a story of faith. Why is this important?  What is the purpose?  READ Luke 1:4… the purpose is confidence/ assurance, certainty.  You will find peace/strength, when you walk with confidence in the sure and certain knowledge of Jesus Christ.”  Luke is the only New Testament writer that is not Jewish; he methodically studies and listens and writes down the story of Jesus Christ.  READ Luke 1:3.  


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    Carl Crouse, Pastor

    At SACC we believe the Bible is the inspired Word of God.  Every Sunday the worship service includes a message from the Bible. My words are an attempt to understand and apply the Bible to our daily living.  I post weekly sermons and other biblical messages on this page. May you find meaning and hope as you read through each message and seek to hear God's voice. Leave a comment to ask questions or inspire others with your insights.

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