Posted by: thenorthviewblog on: May 31, 2012
BY AARON SCHEFFLER
Mark 2 Ministries and Northview Church’s Carmel campus have been partners in ministry for several years now. The partnership that has seen lives change… not only here in Carmel, but throughout Latin America as well.
What is Mark 2 Ministries? Our namesake is from the second chapter of the Gospel of Mark: a story of a man who was paralyzed and his four friends end up digging a hole in the roof so that they could get him to Jesus to be healed. In that spirit, we at Mark 2 work with churches to do whatever it takes to bring the Gospel of Christ to people with disabilities.
We operate off of four main tenets: 1) God created people with disabilities in His image and for His glory. 2) Our responsibility is to treat people who have disabilities with kindness, dignity, and respect. 3) Evangelism and discipleship are our top priorities. 4) People with disabilities need to be nurtured in the faith to the point where they can use their spiritual gifts to bless others.
Mark 2 helps churches integrate people with disabilities into their congregations on Sunday morning as well as various activities throughout the week. This happens through program design and implementation, staff and volunteer disability training, and various networking opportunities so that people from churches around the city can share ideas and better themselves and their ministries. We also help churches put on respite events to allow parents of kids with disabilities to get a much-needed break to recharge and rejuvenate themselves and their families. We are also just starting the beginning stages of providing in-home respite for families affected by a disability.
I’ve been working with people who have disabilities for four-and-a-half years now, and it has been an amazing and life-altering ride! The friends I have made, the families I have seen grow in their love for one another and in their love for Christ, and the souls that have been impacted for eternity have all changed my life. I will never be the same. God has used people with disabilities and their families to teach me the true meaning of love, faithfulness, service and sacrifice. This work has helped me to be a better friend, son, husband, and future father as well. I am eternally grateful for the opportunity God has given me to help show Christ’s love to this often-forgotten population.
Every aspect of what we do is driven by the wonderful and amazing volunteers of the local churches we serve – like Northview Church. Each of the parts of our ministry listed above requires volunteers – and a lot of them! We also have several volunteer opportunities listed on the Good Neighbor website. If you’re open to learning about disabilities and have a heart to love, I’d love to help you get plugged in and serve with these great people! Shoot me an email at aaron@mark2ministries.org if you’d like more information.
Posted by: thenorthviewblog on: May 30, 2012
Posted by: thenorthviewblog on: May 29, 2012
BY ANDI WILSON
The first time she saw him in his casket, I stood beside her as her already broken body began to tremble, covering silent sobs. My tears finally broke loose when I heard her whisper, “Oh, Norris. Why did you leave me alone?”
Thirty minutes later, our family took my grandmother up to her husband’s casket again to remind her where she was and who was in the casket. During the entire viewing, we took her up to Grandpa’s casket at least four or five times, just to remind this once-again happy woman that her husband of many years had passed. Our grandmother had Alzheimer’s disease.
My grandparents were married for over 60 years before my grandfather left this earth at 96 years of age. My grandparents spent the majority of their marriage ministering to others, as my grandfather was a pastor for several missionary churches over the years. Not many people knew his age as he always wanted to hide his true age for fear people would stop asking him for help. My grandmother taught school for many years, teaching thousands of children, including my father. We could not travel anywhere without someone recognizing my grandparents and calling them “Grandma Ruth” and “Pastor Norris.” My grandparents were… to say the least, the closest thing to angels on earth.
God gave me a chance to get to know my grandparents in a different way. For instance, my grandparents owned an old piano. When I would visit, I would sit down at the piano only to find my grandfather teaching me new ways to play the keys. When entering a room, my grandfather would remove his favorite hat and would bellow one simple word, “Well!” This usually encouraged others to speak up with open arms to welcome our grandpa with a hug. Often, we found our grandmother in the kitchen cooking the next meal – a meal that invited our family to sit down together and enjoy another gathering.
Over the years, the gatherings grew smaller. Even so, Grandpa always took time to sit with me, pray with me, anoint me, take me on errands or just listen. He was always there, always teaching… and I loved him for it.
The day we buried my grandfather, I was two months away from delivering my firstborn. As I stood before his open casket and placed in two white roses – one for me and one for my son – the tears fell freely from my eyes. The one piece of Heaven given to me on earth seemed to have fallen. As I let go of the last rose in my hand, I felt I was letting go of my connection to God. Losing my grandfather was one of the saddest moments in my life.
After my son was born, I gave him the same middle name as my grandfather – Elliott. – The name, Elliott, comes from the name, Elijah, and means, “The Lord is my God.” My son, Parker Elliott, became a connection (to God) I never expected. He was my gift from God and a way to connect me back to everything I thought I had lost. God gave me more than I could have expected and I never even really had to ask – at least, not aloud. He knows my heart and my desires before I even know myself.
The Tuesday Spiritual Column is entirely the opinion of this week’s writer and does not necessarily reflect the view of Northview Church as a whole.
Posted by: thenorthviewblog on: May 23, 2012
Posted by: thenorthviewblog on: May 22, 2012
BY BRENDA ROTH
Manners have always been important to me. It’s how I was raised. I strive to exhibit good manners in my dealings with others, and it’s what I expect in return. I expect you to say thank you and please. I expect you to hold the door for the person behind you. I expect you to treat the people that cross your path with kindness and respect.
Several years ago I ran into a former classmate. She’d had some family problems and the kids in school weren’t always kind. As we parted, she said, “You know, you were always nice to me, even when no one else was. Thanks. I really appreciated that.” I remember thinking about how sad and alone she must have felt that she would mention it so many years later.
Another time last year, I was standing in line at a Speedway gas station. I recognized the clerk. He had helped me several times before, was always very polite and had a habit of saying, “Be safe out there,” to his customers as they were leaving.
On this particular visit, however, a large man was very angry and giving the clerk a hard time, ranting and calling him names. I didn’t hear what it was about, but I couldn’t believe that the kind clerk I know would have provoked an argument. True to form, he remained calm until the man left. As I reached the counter, I didn’t say a word, but gave the clerk a sympathetic look. That’s all it took, and he said to me, “You know, I just don’t get it. Why do some people have to be so nasty? We’re all in this together.”
I love that Speedway clerk. We share a like mind. But, in reflection, I have to admit, I’ve had my large, angry man moments. They don’t take the form of ranting public displays, but nonetheless, they are not proud moments. It’s times like this I have to remind myself that we don’t all share the same experiences – nor would we all react in the same way even if we did.
I don’t know what was happening in large, angry man’s life. Maybe his wife just left him. Maybe he’s exhausted from taking care of his father with Alzheimer’s. Maybe he just got fired from his job and is worried about how he’s going to feed his five kids. Maybe… maybe… maybe… I don’t know.
But, this is what I do know. Hurt people will hurt other people.
Being kind when you are being treated unfair is extremely hard. “Only the weak are cruel. Gentleness can be expected only from the strong.” I read that somewhere. I like it. I struggle with it. You are better. Not better than the person, but better than the behavior. That person is truly miserable if their only way of coping is to drag you down. Fighting back won’t ease their hurt. It will only increase yours.
I love the “pay it forward” idea. I love that Be Safe Out There clerk didn’t pay it forward. I love the hopeful idea that large, angry man did.
Sometimes I forget not everyone knows what I know. Sometimes I even forget that I know what I know. Be kind. We’re all in this together.
The Tuesday Spiritual Column is entirely the opinion of this week’s writer and does not necessarily reflect the view of Northview Church as a whole.
Posted by: thenorthviewblog on: May 21, 2012
Posted by: thenorthviewblog on: May 20, 2012
BY SALLY WEBB AMSTUTZ
As Christians, we celebrate special holidays and moments within the community of our church. Of all the traditions and ceremonies, communion, referred to as the Lord’s Supper, is a remembrance of the very heart of our faith. The evangelist Billy Graham stated, “On the cross Jesus Christ–who was without sin–took all our sins upon Himself, and He endured the judgment we deserve. The Lord’s Supper points us to this great truth. Thank God for His love and thank Him most of all for Christ’s sacrifice for you.”
The first communion was at the Last Supper and was given by Christ himself. It was a dinner of great significance like no other during Christ’s time on earth. From I Corinthians 11:24, Paul tells us that “The Lord Jesus took bread, and when He had given thanks to God for it, He broke it and gave it to His disciples and said, ‘Take this and eat it. This is my body, which is given for you. Do this to remember me.” In the same way, He took the cup of wine after supper, saying, “This cup is the new agreement between God and you that has been established and set in motion by my blood. Do this in remembrance of me whenever you drink it.”
Christ was very specific in telling us to always take communion to remember Him. Communion is a great reminder of our gift of salvation and a true memorial to Jesus Christ’s love for us. It is a time to reflect and be humbly grateful for our intimate relationship with Him and His ultimate sacrifice for us. John 3:16, the most quoted verse in the Bible, said it all: “For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son so that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life.” Communion is a holy time recalling and honoring that in an intimate way.
Northview Church’s Carmel campus has open communion for believers in Jesus Christ. Communion is not only held in our church services; it is also available following Saturday’s 5 p.m. service and on Sundays between the 9 a.m. and 11 a.m. service in the Chapel. During Easter weekend, more than 430 church attendees partook in communion that’s offered there.
Visit the Chapel to experience communion and the “peace that passes all understanding” when you celebrate Christ’s life and remember His sacrifice for us, His Christian followers. Communion is also a time to look to the great future that He has promised us with everlasting life as forgiven believers in the Kingdom of Heaven with Christ our Lord.
Posted by: thenorthviewblog on: May 19, 2012
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