A Winter's Reflection - 'Sunny and 55'

There's no better forecast for me when it comes to enjoying winter in North Texas than "Sunny and 55 degrees." Of course, I know my feelings concerning this might be contested, but, I'm the one who's writing this BLOG, so...

'Sunny' means the sky is clear - usually a deep blue. 55 for a 'high' means that it was likely colder than this last night - making the morning temperature crisp, perhaps at or near freezing. And clear means that winter allergies - certainly the lesser of our Texas allergy season's - are now at a minimum.

'Sunny and 55' means you can stand on a hillside with a jacket on, especially if there's no wind, and enjoy being outside. Or, Sunny and 55 means you can sit in your favorite chair - the one by the window - enjoying what you see. Sunny and 55 means you can ride your bike, go for a walk, a jog, or even play golf. And, in December, It means you can work in the yard without pressure of mowing it, plant flowers, prune your roses, or trim your trees.

Bible historians have estimated the calendar date of Jesus's birth at varying times of the year, and recently the date 25 December has come under suspicion. But, suffice it to say, since the time of John Chrysostom (4th century BC), or, for the last 18 centuries, the church has chosen to celebrate Christ's birth on December 25. If this be so it would have been wintertime in Bethlehem of Judea, with weather much like that of a North Texas winter's night. Much like that of last night.

So, if I'm wrong - then I am. But, in my mind, I have always imagined Jesus being born on a clear, cold, winter's night - with the following day presenting itself as... Sunny and 55. A good day, indeed! For on that day, 'unto us' - regardless of what else might be - 'Christ was born.' And today, with the weather at my house 'Sunny and 55,' I am rejoicing.

Your's,

Pastor Sam

simply CHRISTmas

Christmas has long been one of my favorite times. How can you not love sharing the message - "Immanuel, God With Us?"

But, for many, Christmas-time is difficult. With constant reminders of family - as well as a huge overemphasis on giving and receiving of gifts - not having one or the other makes such reality marked. After all, who wants to be broke or alone - especially at Christmas?

I once read that for every 'happy' person walking about there are three others within arms distance struggling. Truth be told, we are all just one phone call away from unhappiness!

But it shouldn't be like this - especially for we who are in Christ. For if Christmas brings anything, it certainly brings joy. A joy possessed in Christ. One realized from the inside out - regardless of circumstances. Or, might I allow? - in spite of them.

As a younger pastor I was want to say, 'there is no excuse for a Christian not feeling joy.' Of course I still know this sounds right, and I know it to be theologically true - but, still, we do. We do because we are human and our mind is not the mind of God. We determine favor - from God or anyone - from the perspective of circumstance. From our view in the mirror, as Paul would say.

So what must we do? Well, we should recall 'His ways are not ours'. We must remember that His view - both of us and for us - is eternal. And we must know that the things He values - as much as we'd like to think of as being the same as ours - just aren't. At least not naturally.

My assistant opined something today worth sharing - that on that first Christmas morning, when Jesus was laying in Mary's arms and everyone was feeling all that they felt, the one person looking upon this scene from a different, less than 'fuzzy warm' perspective, was God. He knew that this baby, His Son, was going to die! And, if there was anyone on that first Christmas morning not feeling the joy of the kind we so oft desire - it was Him. God's joy was larger than the moment. It lay in the whole story, including the finish. And so, too, must ours. For 'Immanuel' really is with us.

And that is simply CHRISTmas, indeed!

Pastor Sam

Being the Church - Thanksgiving worship at ParkwayHills

I am looking forward to Sunday and the 'wrap up' of my message series, "Being the Church," which is based upon gleanings from Acts 9-15 concerning how we are to actually "BE" Christ's Church in our world. This has been a more lengthy series, one taking us along the path of Paul's conversion and early ministry (1st ten years or so) out of Antioch, which includes the story of his first missionary journey with his good and capable friend, Barnabas; yet, what we have learned has been significant. And though certainly not inclusive of everything the church might be, clear - at least - as to 9 things we ought be without question: that we are to be saved, led by God's Spirit, not prejudiced, so by God's election and our decision to say, 'yes" - and that we are unstoppable, that we ought to expect and follow Spirit-led leadership, that we should maintain a gospel perspective, always give God credit, and never compromise Christ's gospel message of grace. For... in realizing these 9 things, we just might see God move in the same way we read of in Acts.

So this Sunday, then, come and hear how this has been so. In our Sunday morning service I will tell your stories - stories you have shared with me both through email and in person. As well, we will hear live testimony of the same - then gaze, once more, upon God's Word (the end of Acts 14) for a reminder of how important this final 'being' step is - the step of telling the story of all that God has done as we were found faithful to "be the church" He has called us to be.

Till Sunday,

Pastor Sam

Steve Jobs

I did not know him and certainly never met him. Yet, like so many today, I am saddened by the loss of the American entrepreneur, Steve Jobs, whose products and genius I have enjoyed for years. His death yesterday, at the age of 56, seemed personal because, well... for me he was simply the John Lennon of consumer technology. And, just as Lennon, there have been few quite like him. Others may have created computers (thank you John Atanasoff and Clifford Berry) but Jobs helped us to use and enjoy them.

So that as I went about living my own life today, I could not help but think of his. Did anyone ever share the gospel with him, I wondered, and, if so... what were his thoughts? Moreover, what were his views on God and humankind? Did he consider us (humans) as creatures possessing a soul, one that will live forever and be accountable unto God in eternity?

As I thought further, though, I moved from admiring Mr. Jobs to a sense of awe over the wonder of God. I am amazed that He can create in us, creatures whom the Bible says He "loves," such ability, such enterprise, such charisma and will. Jobs was amazing, thought I, but then... God, in even making Steve Jobs, is amazing even more. An adopted child from a town called Cupertino California. A college drop out after one semester who started a business in his parents garage! WOW! And we wonder over how God called Abraham out from the Land of Ur! Shame on us.

So as I write this blog on my MacBook Pro tonight - with my iPhone at hand and iPad nearby - I can't help but smile over the very thought of using, next, the 'app' I enjoy most - the "Holy Bible". For yes, Mr. Jobs did put it on my phone and computer, but God wrote it - and He put it on my heart. Tonight, I celebrate them both!!!!

Pastor Sam

'Church'

It is so good to be home and back working with you - my beloved church family. In particular, the past 2 Sunday's at ParkwayHills have been most wonderful. The effects of 'change' in both our Worship and our LIFEgroup time and space has been immediately felt, and, all in a sprit which this church is known for - grace.

But it has not just been Sunday's alone that have brought this effect upon me. Witnessing the impact through our everyday, 24/7, facilities usage bearing weekday study of the Bible, children's learning and care, community training and support, and youth in the sand playing volleyball - all of this has just, flat-out, inspired me! I could not be more pleased.

When churches serve the cause of Christ, they serve their community. What church is not interested in the well-fare of those who surround them? What church does not care that those driving by and those gracing our halls have a place to find comfort, love and rest for their soul?

Last night I tagged after our youth and went to Sonic. While there one of the young men came up to me to introduce himself. He said that BOTH his sisters before him had been active in our parkwayhills youth group - and that he had decided he was going to be too. I told him I was pleased to hear this. When the car-hop came to bring us our food, he turned to her and said, 'this is my pastor!' Then, as she looked at me, I replied, 'this is one of our sons!' What better mention might we have? What better task might we apply ourselves toward? To be the church where a young man may find Christ, well... that is EXACTLY why we are here. Kudos to our new student pastor, CODY JONES, and to the excellent job he and his team of workers and volunteers do in making this vision an everyday reality.

So yes...

Our Church is made of people, it seems. Of boys and girls - of princesses and kings. For the precious blood that paved OUR way, creates in US a love that STAYS.

Till Sunday,

Pastor Sam

From Athens

We have returned this morning (September 9) to Athens - having experienced a most wonderful journey across the Aegean on visit to Istanbul. There we docked for 2 days to see this amazing city and feel the pulse of the 'once great' epicenter of the Christian faith (known then as Constantinople) - a center for witness, both unto Europe to its west and Asia to its east.

From there we sailed south - arriving at the Isle of Mykonos, Greece on Monday, then journeyed back, north a bit, for one last peek upon the shore of Turkey, as we toured the ruins of Ancient Ephesus.

The next morning it was off again - south to the isle of Patmos (near the isle of Samos), then to Rhodes, and finally to Santorini - noting, always, the stunningly spectacular beauty of these places. As we sailed, I could not help but think of the apostles - especially of Paul. What courage he had! What an adventurous spirit he possessed! This man who wrote, 'for me to live is Christ and to die is gain,' was fearless in the face of it all. And when entering the cave of John on the isle of Patmos, where in exile he was to receive the Revelation, I could not help but smile and think how good God was to this apostle, who, at the ripe age of 95 was exiled by Domitian to a place that was, well... absolutely beautiful! And, with a word from God that seemed to say, John, I'm not quite through with you - "write this down!"

Pastor's have a way of loving the churches they serve. Paul did, for he said so, and I'm sure that John did too. Likewise, I have found myself loving you 'all the more' with each day that is passed. My journey here has done much to refresh my sense that God really IS in charge - of us ALL.

So to this end I look forward to seeing EACH of you upon my return - and especially speaking to you from the parkwayhills pulpit on Sunday, September the 18th. That day will begin a new journey for us as a church as we come together for worship in one great hour called "ten-forty-five" I pray this hour will always be a time on the Parkway to celebrate all God has done - and... to anticipate all He has in store for days yet to come.

In the meantime, "remember to remember" (Sunday, 9.11.2011) by honoring God with your lips and your life.

Till then,

Pastor Sam

HOT, HOT, HOT!

My blog title is actually a line from the movie, "POLAR EXPRESS," taken from the scene in which amazing waiters burst into the club cab-room of the Polar Express while en route to the North Pole - dancing, serving "hot" chocolate, and singing, “HOT, HOT, HOT!” However, contrary to my, heretofore, quite pleasant thoughts surrounding these 3 words strategically packed together - today the same ushered from my lips with another thought in mind. "It's just HOT" - said I. In fact, "it's just HOT, HOT, HOT!" And nowhere was there ANY chocolate in sight, waiters, or, for that matter, dancing.

Yes, it seems that heat plays havoc with our emotions. In Dallas, when it's hot the Rangers losing hurts us all the more, the Cowboys win-loss record from last season looms larger, and the state of Dallas city politics - always suspect - looks even more corrupt (when will we get this fixed, by the way). And the economy? Well… let's not even go there. So that just writing about these things makes me feel, well, HOT!

So what's a person to do? As pastor and follower of Christ, I believe those of us in Him have the answer - one that is squarely anchored in Christ Himself. So today I prayed, "LORD, help me." "Help me not be subject to things, circumstance or the weather - or any of these elements I cannot control. Instead, help me live - today and always - knowing your pleasure, your grace, and your joy." Then, I read this -

Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in the way of sinners, nor sits in the seat of scoffers; but his delight is in the law of the LORD, and on his law he meditates day and night.

He is like a tree
 planted by streams of water
 that yields its fruit in its season,
and its leaf does not wither. 
In all that he does, he prospers. The wicked are not so,
but are like chaff that the wind drives away. Ps 1:1-4

And prayed, “Lord, help me to live my life beneath your stream - planted firmly by your never-ceasing water, so that the heat of my days, though withering to the scoffer, will pass - leaving me unscathed and bringing glory to Your Name!

Pastor Sam

Brasil 2011, Thursday, 07.28 - Day 15 "HOME"

After each of my trips to Brasil I return home both tired and energized. Of course I am tired physically - but, always, I am oh so energized spiritually. And why not? For there are so many wonderful stories to tell of changed lives and so many services of worship to remember, in which we felt the presence of Christ in ways never to forget. In fact, I would say the word 'energized' seems, frankly, an understatement for how I feel. So that sitting in my chair at home today - with our faithful dog "Sooner" at my feet - I wonder at how far away my brothers and sisters from Brasil are now. Folks with whom - just yesterday - I cried and hugged as we said 'goodbye'. Causing me to think both then and now of heaven - and how wonderful that great reunion will be.

For yesterday, in leading both the Norte Americanos and Brasilians in a goodbye prayer and word, I reminded us all of what is yet to be - of the great banquet prepared for each of us with Jesus. I shared that my plans will be to sit as close to Christ as I can, and... "to sit with each of you close by, as well, my Brasilian brothers and sisters in Christ."

With that, I added... "Deus Abencoe" (God Bless you).

And God bless each of you too.

It's good to be home,

Pastor Sam

Brasil 2011, Sunday, 07.24, Day Eleven

REUNION: Both teams have returned to Montes Claros, actually arriving here in the wee hours of the morning on Saturday - 3:30 am. We went straight to bed for a long morning of much needed sleep in this cool, mountainous clime - then, at 11:00 am, breakfast for all was served at Pastor Jairos' home. Fresh fruit, eggs, bread and cheese. The Mango was delicious. The fellowship divine.

Next came Saturday afternoon, which marked our first break since arriving in Brasil. The Americanos went to a large Mall - and many of the young people and ladies enjoyed shopping, looking about for sales, and proclaiming, "But... It was such a GOOD DEAL!!!" About which I wondered. :-)

Saturday night we continued with our 'pre-crusade rally' formula, by setting up a large stage in a vacant lot, just off a busy street called, "Avenida Esteves Rodriguez." Many young people came, along with members of a sister Baptist Church, which is also in Montes Claros named, Igreja Batista de Gallilee." The Pastor of this church, Pastor Nildo, is a very good man and his church is helping us to sponsor Jairos' church here. Pastor Nildo is also the President of the Association of Baptist Churches here in Montes Claros, and I was pleased to talk with him and encourage him with the importance of Jairos' model to reach this upscale, young neighborhood of Montes Claros' west side with the gospel. Something that is quite different than the Baptist model of recent past. I said this is important for 2 reasons, 1.) Because these people are just as lost as those who are of lesser means and education, and 2.) because the base of support that this kind of church will yield will help fund the work to the outer regions of Minas Gerais, as well. He understood. (Pictured above is Pastor Brad Martin & Pastor Nildo)

Speaking of Pastor Brad, I am so pleased to have him with us. Last night I asked him to preach - and he did a wonderful job telling the story of the paralytic man who was brought to Jesus by his friends. He commended his friends in this story for their determination and their stepping out. He encouraged us ALL to do whatever it takes for us to bring others to Jesus, and, for us not to be gripped with our own paralysis of sin - those things that bind us and keep us from stepping out. He did a wonderful job.

Continue to pray for us as we minister in this city of Montes Claros - that we might "finish strong." I am missing you all - but grateful to hear things are well - and looking forward to a great day on Sunday, July 31, when I return.

Till then ... Bênçãos em Cristo,

Pastor Sam

Brasil 2011, Thursday, 07.21, Day Eight

Last night was a wonderful evening of worship and evangelism - as we saw many respond to the gospel of Jesus Christ. At our service end, team members walked forward with persons coming to make professions of faith in Christ, which was marvelous for this pastor to see. My message, The Importance of God’s Kingdom, was based upon Christ’s 3 parables - ‘The Great Treasure in a Field, the Pearl of Great Price, and the fishermen with their “Nets full of Good Fish and Bad” – stories from Jesus which teach of both the value of God’s Kingdom and the Import of a true confession in Christ, before it is too late.

This morning, on our second full day in Itacarambi, our team appeared rested, even energized, as I addressed them. I spoke from Phil. 2, where Paul reminded this church they are to “do nothing out of selfishness or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves.” (Phil 2:3) Once again, I shared this is an important matter for our call to ministry, as well as for church unity and effectiveness both to those inside and outside the church. To do this, I challenged us to practice a ‘back-row’ ministry - a ministry perfectly suited to our call in Christ. It is often a ministry to those least noticed, those not considered cool, those perhaps not so pretty or out-going – and to those living life unnoticed because either they (themselves) or we have placed them on life’s back row. For, if I have learned anything in my years in Christ, it is that there is no real back row, no hierarchy, from Christ’s perspective – and that the ground is level at the foot of His cross – and we are called to model Him.

When we practice “back row” ministry, we do two things – (1.) we help those whom really need Christ’s love to see His love – offered for all – as it shines through us. And (2.) doing so guards and protects us from Satan’s temptation of selfishness and vanity.

So pray for us as we do this while we are here in Brasil. Pray also that we might do this as we return to Plano. And, do this knowing that your pastor is praying for you the very same thing – wherever you are - as you serve Him in your places of work and play, today.

Deus Abencoe,

Pastor Sam

Brasil 2011, Wednesday, 07.20, Day Seven

Last evening we arrived at the city of Itacarambi. It is north of Montes Clares about 200 kilometers, and sits on a mighty river called, Rio Sao Franciso. We began our work quickly by setting up for an evangelistic service. This was held an outdoor park by the river itself. There, I told the citizens of this place the story of Saint Francis of Assisi, for whom their river is named. He was a young man of great privilege and wealth, I said, but - was a selfish young man until his life was changed forever by Christ. I told them they too could know this same Christ - and that we had come to tell them about him so that their live's and eternity might be changed. My text was John 3:16, a text that tells HIS story well.

Our other team, the team of Chris Davenport and Pastor Brad Martin, is in the village of Pai Pedro. We have had little communication with them, but, when we do - we hear things are well and that many are coming to faith in Christ. Amen!!!!

Please continue to pray for us. Pray for continued health, unity of spirit and effectiveness with the people whom we meet. It is amazing to see God's Spirit working - and your prayers for us are being felt daily.

Deus Abencoe,

Pastor Sam

Brasil 2011, Sunday, Day Five

It is our last day in this neighborhood of Montes Clares. Tonight the Montes Clares team will travel to the smaller town of Itacarambi, while the other team with parkwayhills teammates Chris Davenport and Brad Martin, will travel to the village of Pai Pedro. These two villages are likely not more than 100 kilometers apart, as the crow flies - however, they are twice that distance in travel because of the mountains and traversable roads.

At our devotion time this morning, I asked Hayden Davenport, a Senior at Plano West Senior High, to share what this trip means to him. He spoke briefly but

powerfully as he told us he 'considers it a blessing and privilege to be able to come this county, and to bring a witness for Christ by sharing the gospel with others.' Hayden is SO right. I am proud of him.

The picture on the left is of Debbie Irons, who has organized and heads up our VBS efforts for this years trip. She is a wonderful Christian who means much to our work here. I have asked her to write a blog today - one that we will post to our P70 site, which is also accessible from the parkwayhills home-page. So let me encourage you to check this out, along with pics and other news we will post there.

Yesterday it was my joy to visit a small village and enter into some very humble homes. I was able to share the gospel in these homes and see two precious persons pray to receive Christ (photo above). As well, last night in our evangelistic services in Montes Clares, we had entire families - families of greater means and high educations - come forward to confess Christ as their Saviour, as well. The fields are ripe unto harvest = and, indeed, the ground is level at the cross.

Deus Abencoe,

Pastor Sam

Brasil 2011, Sunday, Day Four

It is Sunday morning in Montes Clares - and we continue with our mission to reach this growing, upscale community. The work here, in Montes Clares, is different than it has been in missions past, where we've been in rural areas as the only 'show' in town. Here, there are many distractions - both good and bad. Still, we are making progress with many visitation teams blanketing the surrounding neighborhoods and our VBS team leading a wonderful host of children whose number is growing daily - and quite large.

Chris Davenport and Pastor Brad Martin have traveled to Fruta de Leche, a smaller community - where they are experiencing great success, as well. I am pleased to have Brad Martin, the new pastor of Shady Oaks Baptist Church in Euless TX., with us. His temperament and gifts are well suited for this work.

Each morning I am blessed to bring a devotion to the team - and today I spoke of the "love of Christ," encouraging that it must abound in us more and more (Phil 1: 9-11). Christ's love in us is both our unifier (with the body of Christ) and our draw (to those outside). After all, it was Jesus who said, 'by this shall all men know you are my disciples, because you have love one for another." (John 13:35)

So please pray that God will sustain this love in us - both for each other and for others - as we serve HIM here. Pray for our teams and for our evangelistic services tonight - both in Montes Clares and in Fruta de Leche, and for Brad and myself as we preach.

Deus Abencoe,

Pastor Sam

Brasil 2011, day 3, Saturday

Bom Dia, Senhores e Senhoras! It is Saturday, noon, in the beautiful city of Montes Clares of Minas Gerais, Brasil. A gorgeous city situated in the mountains and blessed with crystal clear sky (hence, Montes Clares). It is in the north of the state of Minas, and possesses a population that is booming. Already the city exceeds 400,000 persons - and just a few years ago it was half this size.

So from here - from this city we will base our mission trip this year. A city of a new Baptist seminary supported by our Project 70 mission funds, which supplies pastors being trained to lead the churches being planted. Churches like ours - the ones Parkwayhills supports - which, by the way, is 16 churches now - all in the state of Minas and situated in our adopted region near Salinas.

But now, we have come to work with our newest church plant - a church begun by ParkwayHills and Pastor Jairo, himself, and situated in beautiful Montes Clares. A city dynamically changing, where less than 6% of its population call themselves evangelical, or know what it means to claim Christ as their 'personal' Saviour. So to this place we have come and it is of this place and mission you are praying.

When we arrived here last night, after traveling by plane and bus for some 30 hours, we held an evangelistic concert of contemporary music and preaching. This happened in an open field, near where the new church is meeting. My chosen text was from Luke 8, where Jesus told his disciples that "light" was not to be hid, but, instead, placed on a lamp-stand for all to see. I challenged those who did not know this LIGHT to let Christ - the LIGHT of the world - change their life forever. I asked all our missionaries - both Brasilian and American - to place this light, Jesus Himself, at the very front and center of everything they were about to do. Why? Because our confidence is in Him, I reminded - the 'One' who will bring all things into view and make all things known.

So today we have begun. Early up and early out. Children are everywhere. Our missionaries are working - and working hard. Young and old alike, they are bringing the light of Christ to Montes Clares. One team is here, with yet another just 120 kilometers away, in the village of Fruta de Leche (village of 'milk fruit')

So please - keep us in your prayers! Pray HIS LIGHT may be known, and... that it will shine.

Obrigado,

Pastor Sam

Plano, Missouri, Dallas, Brazil and...

I think ParkwayHills is a great church, for great churches are made up of committed Christians - both to Christ and to His call of sharing the gospel. Truth told, I'm not sure there is such a thing as 'commitment to Christ' without this. For isn't this what He has called us to? This said, the journey of our church has been rich with this story. From our beginning, this has been our objective - and it thrills me to see us still fully engaged in this even now.

This summer - even this week - our trek takes us further into the story of how this is weekly done. Twenty One of our students will travel with youth pastor's, interns and sponsors to Missouri's Camp Barnabas - where the love of Christ and His gospel will be exampled by our students as they serve those often least regarded among us - kids with special needs.

This week I will take a constituency to Southeast Dallas, as we prepare to call upon our church and West Plano Business and Community to share the gospel by exampling 'hands on' help - building a house for a family in the area and impacting this historic Dallas community with the love of Christ, while we engage others to help us with that same love and for the same cause, as well.

Then, next week, I leave with over 30 other missionaries, most of whom are from ParkwayHills, to travel to the Brasilian State of Minas Gerais, and the city of Montes Claros, as we work with Brasilian Baptists in planting and strengthening churches while seeing as many as 500 persons come to faith in Christ there.

But these are not just stories. Not just tales. They are real events, with real people impacting others through the efforts of this great church. Like the story of Kiara, who went with the ParkwayHills Pre-teens to Camp Gap last week, and gave her heart to Jesus Christ as a result. Kiara is a 4th grade student at Centennial Elementary, and lives less than 80o yards from our church. Last week her life was changed forever. Because of a great church, indeed!

So, may our efforts and causes be ever of Him, and increase!

Love,

Pastor Sam Dennis

Today - 5 June 2011

Today our church recognized the Graduating Seniors of Parkwayhills.

Today I saw the little faces on bigger bodies now grown.

Today I knew I might never see some again.

But, today, I was glad to be their pastor.

Today my son was numbered among these, so that...

Today he walked across the stage to take the pastor's gift but shake his dad's hand.

Today I wanted to stop what I was doing - hold him and say, "I love you, son"- but didn't.

So that, today, he took his place among the rest to listen as I preached.

Then from my perch of pulpit to pew, today I understood my son is not mine, but HIS - and watched as he listened & knew ...

Today will be remembered by me... forever!

"Grateful" in Evergreen

A quiet morning today as our hosts, Bill and Rita Starkey, left early to make an appointment in town. As well, Trey and his friend, Hayden, are not skiing - so that B and I are left to do as we please. The result? A trip to the local bagel shoppe for bagels and coffee then back to this glorious home for a quiet morning - each with our Bibles, books, pen and pad.

The area here (Evergreen, CO) is absolutely gorgeous. On our drive this morning B and I saw a herd of Elk as we motored past a preserve and park known as "Elk Meadow." There must have been well over 200 of these amazing creatures - which was a marvelous sight to behold. Reminiscent, I thought, of the natural order and God's original design.

So today our plan is to 'lay low' and stay in the area. A hike, I am sure, as well as a local drive dotted with shopping. But, whatever the day might hold, it will be wonderful. Nothing short of a good and timely rest for this pastor with a full and grateful heart. And how else might it be in a setting such as this? For out every window that I peer I see nothing less than the glory of God.

Pastor Sam

Buffalo Gap, Abilene & Celina Texas

Celina Texas is not Buffalo Gap nor is it Abilene - but it is about as close as you will get to it here in Collin County Texas - and that's where DeLynn and her boys have decided to lay to rest our ParkwayHills deacon chair, David Shaw Parker, tomorrow.

My great grandfather, Charles Lane Dennis, came to this area in the 1870s - sometime after the Civil War. He and many other's from northeastern Tennessee and southwestern Kentucky came too. In fact, a passel of early settlers to this region hail from the same area and time. They came in search of land - a place to call their own and make their way, and the vast, young state of Texas held wonderful promise for what they sought.

Mr. Dennis farmed his entire life in this county and is buried in Melissa, TX. His eldest son, Thomas Van Dennis, or TV as he was called (long before those initials would mean anything electronic) married and followed suit, farming near a community known by old Doc Hubbard's country school - one named after his daughter - the 'Allah Hubbard School', and situated about 5 miles north east of Celina. TV was buried in the Old Celina Cemetery south and west of the town - and his wife, preceding him in death by 3 years, is buried beside him - but from here my story takes a twist.

My Dad, Delmer, was TV and Mattie's youngest child - number 13 of 14 - with the last child dying at birth. Dad's mother died when he was 5 and his father died 3 years later, when my Dad was 8. That was in 1933, and TV, Mattie and their baby girl lay in the family plot alone for many years, or until, 1989. That's when my Dad, at his request, was buried there.

Now B and I don't like to talk about death, but roots are roots, so that we've said that this is where we'll be laid to rest when our times comes. Till that times comes we've been know to occasionally pay the cemetery a visit. So that when the Parker's (as I drove them about looking for a place to bury their father and husband) were saying things to me like, "Dad wouldn't like this," and "Pastor, David was really a misplaced country boy at heart," the Old Celina Cemetery came to mind. When we pulled onto the cemetery grounds, walked across my ancestors graves, and west up a little rise to the newer part of the cemetery, the family sighed and said, 'this is it!"

Of course those of us in Christ know that David is already with Jesus. His salvation has been made - and he is with the LORD - for to be 'absent from the body' is to be 'present with the LORD.' But the Bible also teaches that one day the graves of all believers will open - and those who are 'asleep and remain' (the bodies of those passed on) will rise up out of their graves clothed with "new bodies' to live forever with Christ (1st Cor, 15 and 1st Thess 4). And, oh my! What a grand day that will be!

So my deacon chair and I, one Mr. David Shaw Parker, should the LORD tarry, will one day rise up from that spot in Collin County Texas - along with all the other saints in Christ from around the world - and "so shall we ever be with the LORD."

So that, "Yes, the place is not quite Buffalo Gap, nor is it Abilene" but it is Celina, Texas. And from this place in Celina, God will one day call him finally home.

Till then we shall remain

Pastor Sam

An update to my 'David Parker' post, from Delynn Parker

Delynn Parker, the precious wife of David, of whom I wrote about yesterday, sent me this email just after my blog post about her husband. For those of you reading this as a means of prayer and support for the family - this update will help with those natural questions.

Love to you all,

Pastor Sam

From Delynn:

Word from coroner just now. It was Sudden Cardiac Death. Not heart attack. Plaque buildup and scar tissue, enlarged heart. Altitude and heart trying to work hard to get more oxygen caused it to stop. There was a slight flutter, but with AED there was never another heartbeat. It was instantaneous. If he had had a stress test he would have probably failed, thus been sent to hospital for treatment. I believe he learned to overcome any signs of stress emotionally through his complete faith in God, yet he never thought about what those signs could mean physically (flutter, dizziness, etc.) They were never bad enough for him to feel he should go to the Doctor. If he had exercised more regularly he would have had more symptoms, thus gone for stress tests, most likely leading to Angioplasty. I can only find peace knowing that NOTHING could have been done on the mt.. They had the AED machine on him immediately.

After I heard this, I prayed with a large group that was gathered at my house - and thanked our Lord for the peace that this answer brings to us.

Love,

De (Delynn)

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PS. We shall continue to lift in prayer Delynn and her sons, Austin, Travis, Sam and Bo.

Services for David will be held at ParkwayHills Baptist Church, 2700 Dallas Parkway, Plano TX. 75093 - at 2:00 pm on Saturday, March 5. Additionally, there will be a viewing those from 6-8 pm on Friday, March 4 - also at ParkwayHills Baptist Church.

In lieu of flowers, Delynn requests donations be made to two ministries David loved and supported - Coaches Outreach and Need Him Ministries.

Also, friends of David have established an Education Fund for those feel led to give financial support to any future or remaining education funding needs of his sons. Checks for this may be sent to:

Parker Children’s Education Fund

c/o Liberty Capital Bank

5055 Keller Springs Road, Suite 120

Addison, Texas 75001

David Parker - 12 March 1962 - 28 February 2011

Dear Church family & friends in Christ,

Yesterday was a very difficult day for our church and for this community. David Parker, longtime ParkwayHills member and current chairman of our deacons, passed away while skiing in Beaver Creek, CO. David, who was on holiday enjoying the Trinity Christian Academy "Winter Break", was with his wife Delynn and their youngest son Bo. Also with them were several other families from the TCA community, so that David was doing what he liked to do - skiing with family and friends.

As told to me, he was on the mountain with two friends, Matt Miller and Scott Dennis. Although Matt and Scott did not see him go down, those nearest to David when he died said that it was as if he just slumped over then went down. Observers have reported "he had no accident, there were no moguls and he seemed to experience no trauma - as if the LORD reached down and just took him home." The mountain paramedics were at his side quickly, however David could not be revived - either on the mountain or at the hospital.

Our church was first contacted by Vail Social Services - just after 2:00 pm central standard time. My assistant interrupted me in meeting with our church's Executive Staff and I called Delynn on her cell phone immediately. Delynn answered the phone and said to me, "Pastor, David is gone," then crying she said, 'he died." And we began crying together. She asked me if I would locate the other boys and tell them the news. I said I would.

The next hours were a whirlwind of phone calls, prayers, tears and each of us holding one another tightly. Delynn's aunt and uncle, Jim and Cheryl Crain, were in my office within minutes of my phone call with Delynn. Together we mapped out how we might get word to David and Delynn's other sons - Austin, Travis and Sam. Going immediately to the Parker home, we made this our base of operation for talking to the boys. Sam, 16, was at baseball practice at Trinity. Austin, 22, was at work in Las Colinas and Travis, 19 and a student at Baylor, was in Waco. Over the next hours the boys were informed - Sam being the last one.

David's friend and owner of the company he worked for, arranged to fly me and the boys to Vail, to pick up Delynn and Bo and bring them home. This we did - leaving Love Field just after 6:30 pm. Travis was driven by a caravan entourage of friends and fraternity brothers from Waco directly to the area of Love Field from which we were to depart. Together, these young men and other's surrounded the Parker brothers, praying for them on the tarmac before we boarded the plane. Just short of 2 hours after take off, we landed in Vail and met with Delynn, Bo, and the Miller and Dennis family. Scott and Matt then told the boys of their Dad's last moments, reiterating to them that David experienced no pain, and that the "LORD just took him home." We cried some more, prayed, then asked God to comfort us all and to remind the boys of everything that their Dad had taught them - confident God would do just this.

On the flight home, Delynn and I talked softly as the boys, one by one, fell asleep. She said to me, "Pastor Sam, he loved me so much - and I loved him." "He called me Princess." I said, "Delynn, I know he loved you. When he talked about you and the boys, his eyes would light up." "You will always have that. No one will ever take that away."

Please pray for this wonderful family. David is not dead. Though not with us now, he is very much alive. In fact, he is more alive today than ever he has been. Because David knew Christ as his Savior, because David had put his trust for life and all eternity in HIm, he is with his LORD. (Jn. 3:16, 1st Cor. 15)

On the front door of the Parker home the words from Psalm 121 are posted. They read,

I will lift up my eyes to the mountains;

From where shall my help come?

My help comes from the LORD,

Who made heaven and earth.

He will not allow your foot to slip;

He who keeps you will not slumber.

Behold, He who keeps Israel

Will neither slumber nor sleep.

The LORD is your keeper;

The LORD is your shade on your right hand.

The sun will not smite you by day,

Nor the moon by night.

The LORD will protect you from all evil;

He will keep your soul.

The LORD will guard your going out and your coming in

From this time forth and forever.

To this end, then, we wait upon Him.

Pastor Sam Dennis

PS Once arrangements are made and the service time has been set, our church will make the information available.

The 'hand' that rocked our ParkwayHills cradle - Mr's Shirley Bullock, 1936-2011

If you've attended ParkwayHills Church any time between the Spring of 1989 and last Sunday, and you had a baby - a 'wee one' - still of the infant, not-yet-crawling stage, then chances are your child was held, loved, changed and rocked by the steady 'hands' of Mrs. Shirley Bullock. Shirley holds the distinction of being the 2nd longest ParkwayHills employee (2nd only to me, by 1 week, in length of service) and she has been absolutely faithful to this charge. Sadly and quite unexpectedly, however, her good service came to an end today as she went home to be with the LORD, passing from this life to life eternal early this morning.

We first came to know Shirley through church member, Tom McIntyre, as she worked for him 'part-time' by transporting cars for his business. After our church's 1st service under the tent (Easter, 1989) we moved temporarily into Tom's showroom on Midway Road near the Addison airport, where Shirley became our first official Sunday nursery worker. It was to be temporary, but, wherever we went - from CarChurch on Midway, to Brinker Elementary and, eventually, to our permanent home here on the North Dallas Tollway, Shirley remained.

"Miss Shirley," as we called her, was very often the first to arrive each Sunday. And, since her 'room' was right across the hall from my office, she and I would exchange morning pleasantries. In these latter days she had taken to asking me about the kids of our church, who were now grown. Many whom wouldn't know her if they saw her. But, oh my, she knew them - in ways they could not understand, but, nonetheless, certain and sure - and she'd ask, 'pastor, whatever happened to...' then on she'd go, nodding her head understandingly as I would describe where and what they were up to.

Miss Shirley held my children - she held all of of our staff babies. In fact, over time she was to hold most all of the infants that came our way, so that the earliest parkwayhills remembrance of these children would have been from the arms of this dear, plain-spoken, midwesterner - a transplant to Texas and to our church family - but a dear lady too seldom recognized now so sorely missed.

We love you Miss Shirley - and we tell you so! Thank's for rocking our ParkwayHills cradles, and...

Happy Home-Going!

Pastor Sam