Author: Bruce Pagano II (Page 23 of 51)

Bruce Pagano is a blogger and podcaster living in the Treasure Valley area of Idaho. He is married and has four children, a retired US military veteran, a licensed clinical professional counselor, and has over 14 years of ministerial leadership experience. Most of his writing focuses on manhood, leadership, relationships, and faith issues. His writing can be found at www.brucepagano.com and his podcast at www.foldingchairtheology.com.

Blog Potluck

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This last week has been slammed packed full of busy. Between job searching, planning a one year old little girl’s birthday party, and putting my oldest son of a plane so he can start his adulting, I haven’t had a lot of time for anything else.

I actually forgot it was Monday and almost forgot to post. While I do a a few articles in the pipe that I could post, I thought it would be fun to share articles from guys I’ve recently connected with and who’s stuff I started reading. And, being that it is Thanksgiving week, I figured a potluck of blogs was appropriate.

1. This first post is from November 12th, by author and speaker, Matt Ham. Matt is the Author of Redefining Rich and building a community at Your Whole Life Matters

Just Like Dad

My sons have recently developed a desire that has become quite frustrating.

Whether they’re going to school, getting ready for church, or simply playing outside, they want to dress just like their dad. They want their shoes to match or to wear the same color shirt. They want to imitate me down to the very last detail. [READ MORE]

2. This next article was posted on November 19, by writer and Cosmetology Instructor extraordinaire, David Mike. David is also writing a book about his time spent in the United States Disciplinary Barracks, Ft. Leavenworth, KS.

DAUGHTER AND FATHER

We have three daughters: 13, 11 & 3.  Everyone says “Just wait!” in regards to the Estrogen Armageddon that we are supposed to experience during their adolescence.  “Oh, you have all girls?” they say, “Boys are easier…”  Great, thanks!  So far with our girls we have had relatively no problems. [READ MORE]

3. This article was posted is by author and podcast host, Rocco DeLeo. Rocco is the author of Bullet Points and Buffalo Wings and host of And Dad Makes 7.  In addition to that, he’ll soon be co-hosting a new monthly podcast with me and Thomas Hogan, called The (G)odd Show.

WHAT IS THE PROBLEM WITH PRIDE?

One of my favorite authors, Podcaster, and just all around great guy, Matt Ham agreed to be on my show. Things are looking good for my growing platform.  In case you didn’t know, The And Dad Makes 7 Podcast [Click here to go to the Podcast Page] is starting to get awesome guests. Here’s my problem. My heart has a little rumble warning me that I my ego is getting out ahead of me just a little too much. [READ MORE]

Enjoy and I’ll see you on Cyber Monday!

American Christianity and Syrian Refugees

The attacks in Paris last week have brought the topic of Syrian refugees back to the forefront. My FB and Twitter feeds are clogged with views and opinions from both sides about how we should handle these people with no home to go back to. I’m not surprised at some of the responses. I knew many people would brand the majority of the refugees as “threats to our national security.”

What I am surprised at is the disparity I see between the way that many Christians have responded as opposed how the more “liberally” minded American has. I’m not talking about what the Republican candidates are pitching as their potential policy; they’re just going to say the opposite of whatever the Democrat candidates say. And, I really can’t take a lot of what Trump says seriously any way; maybe it’s the hair.

What I’m talking about is that fact that most of the people I know (and those I see throughout various media outlets), that would be branded “liberal,” are in favor of helping and welcoming them, while I see so many Christians talking more about our need to protect ourselves from those refugees that may potentially be ISIS members.

And there in lies the problem. So many Americans have confused being American with following Christ. American Christianity holds up the 2nd Amendment and the American flag; Christianity holds up Christ. American Christianity is content with going to church on Sunday; Christianity is compelled to go to the needy. American Christianity trusts in the government to protect us; Christianity depends on God for strength in weakness. American Christianity demands the government legislate civil morality; Christianity trusts in the love of Christ to transform hearts.

We sit in our secure neighborhoods, in our safe homes and watch in horrified outrage while ISIS beheads Christians on a beach. We take to social media and call for their destruction and talk about the need to pray for our persecuted brothers and sisters. Then, we get outraged and scream persecution because of a red cup or because someone says “Happy Holidays” instead of “Merry Christmas.” We’re more concerned with “keeping Christ in Christmas” than we are in revealing Christ in us.

We’ve let fear grip us and because of that we speak of refusing to allow those in deep need, refuge. We support Trump when he says, “they’re going back.” We threaten them with our ability to enact our 2nd amendment rights. And we make them all enemies of the state. Maybe it’s just me, but it all just feels wrong. The Christianity of the Bible looks a lot different than the Christianity I see on social media.

To be honest I don’t see anywhere in the Bible where Jesus talks about the importance of our safety. What I do see is Jesus, who knew the hearts of those who would plot against Him (better than they did), going to the cross for them. I see Him allowing every single one of His Apostles (sans John) to be murdered for the sake of the Gospel. I see Paul acknowledging that everywhere he was called to minister the Holy Spirit warned him that in every city imprisonment and afflictions awaited him; he still went. I see Stephen, being stoned to death, keeping his eyes on Jesus while asking God not to hold his murders’ sin against them. I see Jesus telling us that the world will hate us on account of Him and that they hated Him first. And I see Him promising that in this world we will have trials and tribulation, but promised that He has overcome the world. I don’t see “have concern for your safety.”

There doesn’t seem to be a caveat to the command to love your neighbor as yourself. Or to Jesus telling us to that what ever we did for the least we did for Him. I don’t see an exception to Jesus compassion or a penchant for just serving the “good” Jews. In fact, the one person that Jesus notes as having faith unlike any He’s ever seen and heals a servant for is a Roman officer; the Jews’ enemy, His enemy. The Christianity of the Bible looks a lot different than the Christianity I see on Facebook.

The truth is, there is no American Christianity. It doesn’t exist. We don’t get to add anything to what Jesus said His followers would look like. Maybe we call it Americanity, but it isn’t Christianity. Christianity “loves their enemy and prays for those that persecute them.” Christianity “does justice, loves kindness, and walks humbly with God.

I’m not suggesting that God doesn’t care for our wellbeing, I know God cares for us, but people are trying to divorce that from God’s deeper love for the world and all humanity. God cares for our safety, but not more than He desires all to be saved. His concern for us is a result of His love for us. God loves the Syrian refugees and our only response, as Christians, should be to extend love, justice, and compassion to them. 

You can click HERE is you’re interested in groups that are helping.

Jordan Refugee is another amazing organization doing some great work to aid and support Syrians in Jordan.

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All the Single People…

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We wait. It’s what we do. As Christians we are in the business of waiting. We wait on Jesus to return; we wait for seeds planted in other’s hearts; we wait for them to respond to the Holy Spirit, and we wait for God to respond to our prayers.  We wait.

Waiting has been a reoccurring theme in a number of seasons in my life.

One of the more difficult seasons of waiting began during my divorce.  Being alone wasn’t something I was familiar with.  I did not know how to be alone.  Prior to my marriage, there was always a woman I could call on when the possibility of being alone became all too real.  Even if it was someone that I didn’t really like, at least I was not alone. I can’t remember a time after the age of fourteen when I was alone. At thirty-two years old, with a broken marriage, I discovered “all alone” was foreign ground for me.

The military had just moved us to Cheyenne, WY.  We had been there only two months when my then wife decided to leave me. There were plenty of reasons why. But regardless of why, she was gone and I was alone. My first instinct was to quickly wrap up the divorce and “move on” with my life.  What “move on” meant to me was find another woman. At the time I had little interest in what God wanted for me.  It did not seem that twenty years of Sunday school had done much for me.  I believed God would be more of a roadblock, than anything, for any relationship I would want to pursue. But God had other plans.

The New Thing
Singleness was a new thing for me.  I didn’t know exactly how to “do it.” And God knew that.  As God began to reveal his purpose, I realized that it might be a long time before I would pursue a relationship.  About 6 months into this new season, I felt God ask, “What would you give up for Me?”  I had very little to offer. I went through the list of things or people he might ask as of me: my sons, my extended family, my job, my car, or my prized whitetail deer-bust lamp. None of them felt like what He was asking of me. Then, quietly, I felt Him ask, “Would you give up being in a relationship with a woman? Would you be okay if it were just you and me?” My heart dropped into my stomach and I felt physically ill.

Never be with a woman again? Never again share all the things you get to share in a marriage? Abandon the desire? I was scared and angry at the prospect of His request. I wrestled with God, for months, over what He was asking me to do. Eventually, through counsel and prayer, I settled into the hope that I could give up dating and marriage.  I determined to try my hardest to be obedient to His request. The divorce process took thirteen months. Afterwards, God made clear, through multiple confirmations, His desire for me to remain single. I was fully enveloped in His grace.

That season of singleness lasted another twelve months. Somewhere in those twenty-five months, God showed me that above requiring me to live a life of singleness, I needed to learn to trust him in the waiting. The lesson was folded into the waiting.  Trusting in the waiting.  I needed to “be still and know that [He] is God.

It was a long two years. It was a hard two years. It was a good two years.

Your Wait
It is important to say that I am not comparing my two years of waiting to your five, or ten, or longer. I know there are many who have waited much longer than I did. However, for someone who had never been alone, and was stuck in the midst of hurt, anger and sadness, this waiting was long.  My two years were simply a glimpse into the long struggle that singleness can be for some people. What I do want to do is encourage you.

Community
One of the main tools that God used to walk me through that season was other people. His community.  He connected me to people who loved me and taught me so much. He provided me with specific community I needed to be with during that season. Community was essential. This doesn’t mean I didn’t struggle or that it was easy all the time, but that community provided me with people I could lean on in those moments. People helped me endure my waiting. I didn’t know the wait would be two years; I had settled my heart on it being much longer.  From my own wait, here are some thoughts I can share with you:

Find community
They didn’t just come to me. I looked for them. I didn’t know why at the time, just that I didn’t want to be alone. And I found I wasn’t.

Be open about your struggle
Find someone you can connect with and be open about your struggle. It puts flesh on the struggle. It makes the difficulty more tangible and gives you the ability to have someone on your side to help you wrestle through it.

Remember God is good
The Psalmist reminds us “Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good, for his steadfast love endures forever.” God won’t leave us just hanging out in the wind. The difficulty is for a season, but His goodness is forever.

I spent more than two years without an intimate relationship and discovered I was never alone. Jesus and His Bride were ever present. For me to learn this truth, I needed to meet them in what looked like aloneness and in my waiting.

My prayer for you, “May you be strengthened with all power, according to his glorious might, for all endurance and patience with joy.”

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