Lots of people have been asking me, “Where’s Sarah?” That’s my wife if you do not know. I have to say, “She’s working in Kansas City.” And then I proceed to tell them why she works so far away, the duration of her stay, and if I’m going to see her soon.
We at least get to talk on the phone every evening. The reason why she is there is because she works with the Southwestern Company. This is a sales job and she gets out-of-state territory. Why? It’s complicated. You see, the job is designed for young college students. And the job is very demanding of your time and energy. If they let students work their hometown, they would be too distracted to be successful at the job. Sarah could probably handle this job even locally, but she sticks with the format even though she is in her eighth summer and she is older than college-age.
Plus, she does well enough at this job to earn tuition for this coming school year faster than any other job we know of. I”ve done this job with her for the past 3 years and it has been amazing. Now, I’m committed to working at our church and juggling for the summer – while she sells a few educational books.
If military families can handle a year apart, Sarah and I can handle a few months. Besides, she doesn’t know this, but I’m going to go see her sometime this week for a few days. Then I might even drive out a second time and see her. She’s worth it. I love my wife. I love Sarah. The longer we’re apart, the more pictures of her I’m fishing down in the housing and staring at before I go to bed at night. She is beautiful. She is precious. She is my wife.
One crazy event that has occurred recently is the misidentification of two young women involved in the fatal Taylor University van crash back on April 26th. In that accident, 5 people died, and several more were injured. It turns out that one of the injured (Whitney Cerak) and one of the dead (Laura VanRyn) looked alike, and yes, those at the scene of the accident misidentified these two women. So Whitney has been in a coma for five weeks, being tended by the wrong family (who thought she was their daughter Laura). Meanwhile, the Ceraks and 1400 other people held a funeral for Whitney when it was really Laura VanRyn in the casket and Whitney was actually alive the whole time in a hospital in Fort Wayne, IN.
Someone in the Cerak family said something profound. When they heard that their daughter was alive and that it was someone else’s daughter who was really buried, they said something along the lines of, “This is tough, because our joy is someone else’s pain.”
Check out the Taylor Website for all the updates and a link to the blog that is following this confusing tale (www.taylor.edu).
On another note, It looks like I’ll be a street performer for the Kentucky Renaissance Faire this weekend. It’s in Eminence, KY and it will be my first time at one of these things – it should be fun. Apparently many people get REALLY into these faires. My friends Justin and Erica (soon to be Ball) are getting married tomorrow night in Bardstown, which is not too far from Eminence. I’ll let you know how it goes.
I just published my new website (www.jessethejuggler.com). I would like some feedback from those of you who know me (and even if you do not).
This page used to be where I sent people, but it seemed unofficial because it had the long “.blogspot” in the name. So now I will make this page daily musings and journals of my adventures in the juggling world.
I’ll start by saying that I had a pleasant meeting in Louisville last night with some jugglers and yo-yo-ists. There were about eight of us just messing around, passing clubs, and and playing with yo-yo’s. I learned the beginning steps towards a new toy – the spin top. This thing is really cool. I was able to successfully spin it a few times. The next step is to learn how to make it spin on my hand, how to make it jump with my string, etc. Some of the guys there were really good at this thing. I was so fascinated with this object that one of the guys there generously gave me one of his spin tops (still in the box!). Jugglers and yo-yo-ists are so cool.
I also got a shipment today – five new juggling clubs, some torch wicks, a new set of diabolo handsticks, and a UNICYCLE! I’m so excited to go home tonight and assemble the one-wheeled machine. I can sort of do it (from practicing years ago). But I would like to learn how to idle and juggle and balance on it at the same time. Love you all.
Kids speak the language of colors, symbols, and fun. That’s what juggling is all about! Here is a fun family-friendly event that will bring the message of Jesus through the enticing sport of juggling.
Come and enjoy…
• audience participation
• juggling balls, rings, clubs, and DANGEROUS objects
• illusions, balancing, spinning, and other fun trickery
“Jesse Joyner has been given a truly unique gift.” – Hank Voss, Former Headmaster, The King’s Academy, (Indiana)
“…a fellow who has used his remarkable talent to reach out to others…” – The Lexington Herald-Leader
I have the blessed opportunity to preach this weekend at my church. The pastor asked me and I was both humbled and honored. But most importantly, I feel slightly nervous with the task of preaching God’s Word to God’s people.
The irony is that I push the importance of children’s ministry so much, but don’t feel this “holy reverence” to the task of teaching God’s Word when I’m in the children’s worship room. Maybe it’s familiarity, maybe it’s mediocrity. Maybe it’s me relying on my own strength. Whatever it is, may the Lord challenge me with this opportunity to ALWAYS (no matter the age group) see every teaching/preaching moment with a holy fear. They said that Martin Luther’s knees would knock beneath the pulpits from which he preached.
Now for the Shema – that is the text of my sermon. My main point will be that God’s first command to Israel AFTER the Shema is the “greatest commandment” (Love the Lord your God with all your heart, mind, and strength). And then, the first thing Israel needs to do with that command is teach it to their children. Passing on the legacy of faith to children is something so key yet so forgotten these days.
Marva Dawn said that she once had a hard time finding an honest roofer – a worker with integrity. Where do people gain or lose their standards of integrity? Not in trade school. It was when they were lying down and waking up and walking along the road with their parents as a little child.
Parents should be the primary spiritual leaders to their kids – not the church children’s/youth pastors.
Please pray for me this coming Sunday. His Word. His Church. His grace.
If you have never juggled before, then stop depriving yourself of this great hobby. Some people call it art. Some people call it sport. I call it both (that’s good seminary exegetical logic for you).
Juggling does many things – it relaxes the brain and muscles. It helps with eye-hand coordination. It builds patience. And it serves as a good challenge to always get better and better at it.
There are plenty of resources that will teach you how to juggle, and I will list one below. But basically, you need to cause three balls to travel in an “infinity” pattern with your two hands (a figure eight lying on its side). You can juggle with one hand, but you need to have two balls going in order to consider it a juggle. DO NOT juggle two balls in a circle. That is not juggling. You must have more balls going than you have hands.
So, for a juggling tutorial, check out:
Here we go. There’s a ton of blog talk right now about why many churches are closing their doors on December 25th this year. The last time Christmas landed on a Sunday was 1994 (and I think I remember going to church that year on Christmas Day). Many say it is a travesty that the doors are closed since it is a Sunday and it is also the second most important Christian holiday (second only to Easter). If churches usually meet on Sunday, why close it on such a “high holy day”? The critics say that churches are bowing to consumerism and the need for families to open presents around a tree.
Others, though, say that no day should be regarded as more holy than another. And each person should make up their own mind about how important they make holidays (see Romans 14 in the Bible). Furthermore, there is talk that family time is a time of worship for many Christian families, so why assume that churches are restricting worship just because they meet on Saturday night?
This is Tradition versus Tradition. There is the Tradition of the church meeting on Sunday, the Lord’s Day. This is the first day of the week, the day Jesus rose from the dead (although I’m not sure if the Gregorian calendar can prove that Jesus did in fact rise on a Sunday). All we know is that he arose on the third day, and we remember his crucifixion on a Friday.
I side with the second view – that it’s OK to celebrate Christmas as a church on Saturday and with your family on Sunday. For a good explanation of the first view, see Ben Witherington’s blog (www.benwitherington.blogspot.com). Go to Ben’s Dec 4th blog. For someone who supports the second view, see Scot McKnight’s Blog (www.jesuscreed.org). Go to his Dec 8th blog. Tell me your thoughts.
ps-there will be some juggling information on here someday!
There must be a greater reason than just literary structure and clarity as to why more copies of the Bible have been purchased and published around the world in plenty of languages.
I must quote a book I have been reading for class recently. It is called The Mystery of God’s Word by Raniero Cantalamessa. The title doesn’t sound too enthralling at first glance. And the author is far from your typical American Evangelical. This guy, Raniero, has been the Pastor to the Papal Household since 1980. That’s right, he’s the Pope’s Pastor.
Listen to this from Cantalamessa:
“In the world at large and even within the Church there have been and there will be better books than some books in the Bible – of greater literary refinement and, religiously speaking, more edifying (suffice it to mention The Imitation of Christ) – yet none of these produces the effect that the most modest of the inspired books produces…In Tales of a Russian Pilgrim, we read of many people being cured of the vice of drinking, thanks to their having kept a resoluton to read a chapter of the gospel whenever they felt the compulsive need for a drink coming on. Recommending the practice to one such, a monk said, ‘In the very words of the Gospel there is life-giving power, for in them is written what God himself has uttered. Never mind if you do not understand it properly; it is enough if you read carefully. If you don’t understand the Word of God, the demons certainly do understand what you are reading, and they tremble.'” (Reniero Cantalamessa, The Mystery of God’s Word [Collegeville, MN: The Liturgical Press, 1994], pp. 13-14).