As we drove back to the home, I was washed over by a wave of sorrow and an avalanche of "why's?" Although the visits had all been great, I ached for my father. The memories of SSG Sam Jackson full of late 20's vigor and strength, a man who had no vices and though not perfect, provided the best example of manhood a boy could ever hope for, was besieged by his own mind. Dementia had limited his mind and expressions while his kidneys were sapping him of the physical strength needed to fight for even the slightest remnant of his own self.
I just felt sad. I didn't let Luz know exactly what I felt, but I could see concern in her face for the emotion that was raging through my soul and visible to the one who knows me so well. She suggested that we buy Dad a few treats. After picking up some of Dad's favorites, we arrived at the home. Heavy-hearted, I decided to haul the goodies in before we went in to see Dad.
As we headed down towards Dad's room, there was a man seated in the hallway. It was Dad! This time, I didn't have to announce who I was! Dad grinned, grabbed me, and yanked down with such force, he almost flipped me over his chair! He was overjoyed to see Luz and Victoria. Seeing the goodies, Dad indicated that he wanted some, eating two servings of his favorite pudding! Victoria then serenaded Dad with violin music as we were updated on his marvelous condition, including his strong apetite and extremely pleasant demeanor. His condition is actually better than it was a year ago!
I couldn't help bit think of all of the friends and loved ones lifting Dad up and prayer! We receive Numerous messages weekly from friends reminding us of their prayers on Dad's behalf. They are obviously being heard! Dad's strength is up. His apetite is solid and he is truly content and demonstrating real peace of mind and soul.
As somone dedicated and disciplined to pray for others, it is such a blessing to experience the power of prayer from others! Thank you all for the encouragement and love. It's been strong enough to impact Dad and to uplift me!
Grace, mercy and peace to you all!
Your Brother,
Sam
Dedicated to the living of an authentic faith that transforms people and trascends barriers in a divided world! Comments on the Christian Life from Sam Jackson, church-planting pastor of Hope Community Church in Racine, WI
Thursday, March 31, 2016
Thursday, March 10, 2016
Why?
Bob Priest, a professor at the Seminary from which I graduated, served as a missionary in an extremely remote part of the Peruvian Jungle among a tribal people group known as the Aguarunas. As Bob spent time learning the ways of the Aguarunas and built a foundation of friendship and understanding upon which he hoped to share the Good News about Jesus Christ, he would often find himself immersed in deep philosophical and theological conversations that would keep pace with any university setting on the planet. When he asked for the ultimate question the Aguarunas had about the nature of life, truth and beauty, the response he received struck him in its universality among all people. Those with whom he was speaking answered his philosophical probe with this question:
It was a question for which there is no quick answer and one that led to hours and hours of discussion and that eventually opened the door for Bob to share the Message of hope about Jesus.
I heard this account almost 20 years ago, yet this week, after the sudden and incomprehensible deaths of two friends and the nationally reported murder of someone who shares my profession during a Sunday morning worship service, I find myself asking a similar question, "why do the wicked seem to flourish unscathed, while the good suffer and die?"
About 2 weeks ago LTC Jeff White, a West Point classmate of mine and about as robust, fit and energetic specimen of a man as one could ever find, had been stateside for about a month just having returned from an 18 month tour of duty in Iraq. While singing in the choir during a Sunday service at his home church, Jeff collapsed and died of a massive heart attack. A good man, dedicated to his God, family and country and dedicated to selfless service that consistently put him in harm's way, died in the prime of life of a cause one generally attributes to someone much less fit and much much older. He was only 46.
Just this week, Paul Sorce, a very dear friend since my arrival in Detroit, and a top-notch Special Agent serving with the Federal Bureau of Investigation was on duty and traveling on a local road about half a mile from where we live, when he was struck by another vehicle and inflicted with injuries that led to his death a few hours later. Paul was an extraordinarily devoted family man, a tireless community volunteer, and a dedicated brother in the Lord. Yet, with all of the attributes we would like to think guarantee a long life and personal prosperity, Paul was cut down at the height of his powers all too soon at the age of 44.
And then there's the murder of Pastor Fred Winters, who in the middle of his sermon, was interrupted by a man who stood up during the message and for what by all accounts appears to be no particular reason, shot Pastor Winters on the spot, killing him. After 20 years of faithful service to the Lord, his family, his church and his community, Fred Winters was silenced abruptly at the age of 45.
Practically everyone knows of tragedies like these, severe in their degree and shocking in their impact that cause us to ask much like the Aguaruna of Peru, "Why indeed do the wicked flourish and the good die young?" The answer I have is not profound, but it is simple: "I don't know." Yet, there are some things I do know and about which I am very certain. While I cannot tell you why these wonderful men died "before their time" or why it seems bad things happen to very good people, I address a much more important issue for you, which is why these men lived.
Two passages of Scripture come to my mind at times like these. The first passage is from the Apostle Paul's letter to the Philippians and says this:
These Brothers all lived for Christ and lived for others by putting themselves at risk time and time again and by throwing themselves vigorously into opportunities to serve others whether in a neighborhood sporting ministry, in ministries that strengthened of families or in being available to answer a cry for help in the wee hours of the morning. These men all realized that their lives were not truly their own, and that they were stewards of gifts, talents, abilities and moments that were God-given and for which they felt duty-bound to direct toward the benefit of others. These wonderful people never lived life as if it was all about them. They lived in the full knowledge that they had been given so much because their gifts desperately needed to be shared with others. Their lives were lived for Jesus Christ in obedience to Him, for His glory, and for the benefit and blessing of others.
Yet they died. It is in their deaths, however, though painful, devastating and untimely for those who love them and are left behind, that they have gained an amazing reward. It is this reward that reminds me of the strains of a glorious hymn of old based on more words from the Apostle Paul. The verse of that hymn that comes to mind and the refrain which comes from the Scriptures are as follows:
None of us knows what tomorrow may bring, whether good or bad, triumph or tragedy. The particulars of the future are simply unknowable. It is unknowable for us the living and it was unknowable for the loved ones who have passed into eternity ahead of us. Nevertheless, the three men whose memories we honor after their passing, provide strong and straightforward examples of what we can know and what we all must do in light of the unclear veil that obstructs our view of tomorrow.
We must make sure that our lives count by serving others with all of our gifts and talents. We don't all have the same gifts, passions or calling, but we each have something that is useful to contribute to society. Don't waste your time or your gifts, saving them for a tomorrow that may not be your to use. While it is today, do good to those around you and do good for those who will carry on after you. Tomorrow or even this afternoon may by a mystery, but we each have a "right now" that is within our grasp and with which we can do tremendous good.
In addition, for those of us who know Christ and believe in the salvation He has made available through His death for our sins - not just ours but for the sins of the world - and the victory and hope that are ours to share through the power of His Resurrection , we can be confident in uncertain days that God will keep His Word and that there is a reward for those who hope and trust in Him. Jeff, Paul and Fred believed this and their lives produced an abundant crop of fruit even in their brevity. They are now experiencing the reality of their reward as humble servants who responded to God's wonderful grace with thanksgiving made manifest in a life of selfless service. I want to leave the last verse of the aforementioned hymn with you as we contemplate the unknown future and seek to diligently follow the clearly revealed call of God for all believers to all the good we can, as often as we can for as long as we can:
Until next time,
Sam
"Why do the wicked flourish as the Green Bay Tree and the good die young?"
It was a question for which there is no quick answer and one that led to hours and hours of discussion and that eventually opened the door for Bob to share the Message of hope about Jesus.
I heard this account almost 20 years ago, yet this week, after the sudden and incomprehensible deaths of two friends and the nationally reported murder of someone who shares my profession during a Sunday morning worship service, I find myself asking a similar question, "why do the wicked seem to flourish unscathed, while the good suffer and die?"
About 2 weeks ago LTC Jeff White, a West Point classmate of mine and about as robust, fit and energetic specimen of a man as one could ever find, had been stateside for about a month just having returned from an 18 month tour of duty in Iraq. While singing in the choir during a Sunday service at his home church, Jeff collapsed and died of a massive heart attack. A good man, dedicated to his God, family and country and dedicated to selfless service that consistently put him in harm's way, died in the prime of life of a cause one generally attributes to someone much less fit and much much older. He was only 46.
Just this week, Paul Sorce, a very dear friend since my arrival in Detroit, and a top-notch Special Agent serving with the Federal Bureau of Investigation was on duty and traveling on a local road about half a mile from where we live, when he was struck by another vehicle and inflicted with injuries that led to his death a few hours later. Paul was an extraordinarily devoted family man, a tireless community volunteer, and a dedicated brother in the Lord. Yet, with all of the attributes we would like to think guarantee a long life and personal prosperity, Paul was cut down at the height of his powers all too soon at the age of 44.
And then there's the murder of Pastor Fred Winters, who in the middle of his sermon, was interrupted by a man who stood up during the message and for what by all accounts appears to be no particular reason, shot Pastor Winters on the spot, killing him. After 20 years of faithful service to the Lord, his family, his church and his community, Fred Winters was silenced abruptly at the age of 45.
Practically everyone knows of tragedies like these, severe in their degree and shocking in their impact that cause us to ask much like the Aguaruna of Peru, "Why indeed do the wicked flourish and the good die young?" The answer I have is not profound, but it is simple: "I don't know." Yet, there are some things I do know and about which I am very certain. While I cannot tell you why these wonderful men died "before their time" or why it seems bad things happen to very good people, I address a much more important issue for you, which is why these men lived.
Two passages of Scripture come to my mind at times like these. The first passage is from the Apostle Paul's letter to the Philippians and says this:
"For to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain" (Philippians 1:21).
These Brothers all lived for Christ and lived for others by putting themselves at risk time and time again and by throwing themselves vigorously into opportunities to serve others whether in a neighborhood sporting ministry, in ministries that strengthened of families or in being available to answer a cry for help in the wee hours of the morning. These men all realized that their lives were not truly their own, and that they were stewards of gifts, talents, abilities and moments that were God-given and for which they felt duty-bound to direct toward the benefit of others. These wonderful people never lived life as if it was all about them. They lived in the full knowledge that they had been given so much because their gifts desperately needed to be shared with others. Their lives were lived for Jesus Christ in obedience to Him, for His glory, and for the benefit and blessing of others.
Yet they died. It is in their deaths, however, though painful, devastating and untimely for those who love them and are left behind, that they have gained an amazing reward. It is this reward that reminds me of the strains of a glorious hymn of old based on more words from the Apostle Paul. The verse of that hymn that comes to mind and the refrain which comes from the Scriptures are as follows:
I know not what of good or ill
May be reserved for me,
Of weary ways or golden days,
Before His face I see.
But I know Whom I have believèd,
And am persuaded that He is able
To keep that which I’ve committed
Unto Him against that day.
None of us knows what tomorrow may bring, whether good or bad, triumph or tragedy. The particulars of the future are simply unknowable. It is unknowable for us the living and it was unknowable for the loved ones who have passed into eternity ahead of us. Nevertheless, the three men whose memories we honor after their passing, provide strong and straightforward examples of what we can know and what we all must do in light of the unclear veil that obstructs our view of tomorrow.
We must make sure that our lives count by serving others with all of our gifts and talents. We don't all have the same gifts, passions or calling, but we each have something that is useful to contribute to society. Don't waste your time or your gifts, saving them for a tomorrow that may not be your to use. While it is today, do good to those around you and do good for those who will carry on after you. Tomorrow or even this afternoon may by a mystery, but we each have a "right now" that is within our grasp and with which we can do tremendous good.
In addition, for those of us who know Christ and believe in the salvation He has made available through His death for our sins - not just ours but for the sins of the world - and the victory and hope that are ours to share through the power of His Resurrection , we can be confident in uncertain days that God will keep His Word and that there is a reward for those who hope and trust in Him. Jeff, Paul and Fred believed this and their lives produced an abundant crop of fruit even in their brevity. They are now experiencing the reality of their reward as humble servants who responded to God's wonderful grace with thanksgiving made manifest in a life of selfless service. I want to leave the last verse of the aforementioned hymn with you as we contemplate the unknown future and seek to diligently follow the clearly revealed call of God for all believers to all the good we can, as often as we can for as long as we can:
I know not when my Lord may come,
At night or noonday fair,
Nor if I walk the vale with Him,
Or meet Him in the air.
But I know Whom I have believèd,
And am persuaded that He is able
To keep that which I’ve committed
Unto Him against that day.
Until next time,
Sam
Tuesday, March 8, 2016
A Day Is Not Enough!
Today is International Women’s Day. A day is inadequate to duly honor half of the
human population and borders on insulting considering the immense
responsibilities they shoulder for the entirety of humanity, often under
duress, pain and extreme challenge.
Nevertheless, a day can be useful in helping the rest of us to reflect
on how to honor women not only on this day, but every minute of every other day
we experience.
We can honor women by respecting them as our co-laborers on
this planet, honoring their gifts, talents and abilities – encouraging and
empowering them to reach as high as they can dream and as far as they desire to
journey. We can honor women in our
speech, refusing to reward industries that promote misogyny and disrespect and punishing
those who seek to abuse or enslave.
We can honor women by training the sons of the rising generations
to value, respect and encourage their sisters, seeing them not as threats to
their desired achievements, but as absolutely indispensable partners in the
enterprise of life, without whom life itself would not be possible.
A day is not enough to honor the women of the world. Spending a day committing ourselves anew to honor women daily, however, is a good start!
A day is not enough to honor the women of the world. Spending a day committing ourselves anew to honor women daily, however, is a good start!
Sunday, March 6, 2016
Notes from the Hope Church Message: Insiders and Outsiders
Insiders and
Outsiders
James 2:1- 13
BUT FIRST – A LITTLE BIBLIOLOGY AND SOME HERMNEUTICS
James and all the epistles were letters, meant to be read from
front to back without versicular breaks or indicators. This means that the
letters flow from thought to thought and those thoughts are not meant to be
solely considered in isolation.
It is a benefit to us
that we are studying a book of the Bible verse by verse, from beginning to end
because we are approaching the book much like those who read it originally,
just a bit slower. With this is mind, we
remember that when it comes to Bible Interpretation,
The First Rule is this:
Context is king!
The context of the verses we heard earlier is this:
JAMES 1
27 Religion
that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look
after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being
polluted by the world.
This phrase – to keep oneself from being polluted by the
word - not only flavors the verses that preceded it, but the verses that follow.
The preceding point:
We are to help those
who cannot help themselves or repay us because more is to be expected of us as
followers of Jesus!
The Following point:
My brothers and
sisters, believers in our glorious Lord Jesus Christ must not show favoritism.
The embracing of
favoritism is a characteristic of the “kosmos” – the world system! To clarify
what he means by favoritism, James paints a scenario.
2 Suppose a man comes
into your meeting wearing a gold ring and fine clothes, and a poor man in
filthy old clothes also comes in.
The scenario is interesting because it tells us what types
of people James expects to visit the church:
·
Those
with means to afford an affluent lifestyle and opulence: Accessories and
serious fashion – stylin’ and profilin’ - RICH!
·
Those
in poverty who not only have little, they possess little ability to maintain
what they have: Meager funds, no means to update or clean their wardrobe. POOR!
·
BOTH
are expected to show up in the House of the Lord:
This tells us something
we might miss in our rush to get to the main point of the verses. It is an
important message because contemporary philosophies of how church is done would
not advise establishing an atmosphere where such a comparison could take place:
The Homogenous Unit
Principle for church growth states that People like to become Christians – and
some would add continue to grow as Christians - without crossing racial,
linguistic, social or economic barriers!
BUT James EXPECTS BOTH
to be present in the life of the church! We, as a church, are serious about
this expectation and have incorporated it into our church Vision Statement:
Hope Community Church Vision Statement:
It is Hope Community Church’s vision to establish and grow
a multicultural community of Jesus Followers comprised of a mosaic of social,
ethnic, economic, linguistic, generational and cultural backgrounds to the
glory of God!
Passages for consideration:
Galatians 3:
26 So in Christ Jesus you
are all children of God through faith, 27 for all of you who were baptized into
Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ.28 There is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor
free, nor is there male and female, for you are all one in Christ
Jesus.
Romans 3:
21 But now apart from the
law the righteousness of God has been made known, to which the Law and the
Prophets testify. 22 This
righteousnessis given through faith in[h] Jesus Christ to all who
believe. There is no difference between Jew and Gentile, 23 for all have
sinned and fall short of the glory of God, 24 and all are
justified freely by his grace through the redemption that came
by Christ Jesus.
Note:
Apart from Christ – no
difference
In Christ – No
Difference!!
We who are one in
Christ are called to demonstrate the power of God to break down walls:
Ephesians 2
14 For he himself is our
peace, who has made the two groups one and has destroyed the barrier,
the dividing wall of hostility, 15 by setting aside in his flesh the law with its
commands and regulations. His purpose was to create in himself
one new humanity out of the two, thus making peace, 16 and in one body to
reconcile both of them to God through the cross, by which he put to death
their hostility. 17 He
came and preached peace to you who were far away and peace to those who
were near. 18 For
through him we both have access to the Father by one Spirit.
What “Both?” ALL BOTHS – including the rich and the poor!
Why? - For he himself is our
peace, who has made the two groups one and has destroyed the barrier,
the dividing wall of hostility,
THEREFORE, IT FOLLOWS:
JUDGEMENT FROM THE STANDARD OF UNITY
3 If you show special
attention to the man wearing fine clothes and say, “Here’s a good seat for
you,” but say to the poor man, “You stand there” or “Sit on the floor by my
feet,” 4 have you not discriminated among yourselves and become judges with
evil thoughts?
WISDOM FROM EXPERIENCE:
· Don’t Use Relationships To Gain Influence
5 Listen, my dear brothers and sisters: Has not God
chosen those who are poor in the eyes of the world to be rich in faith and to
inherit the kingdom he promised those who love him? 6
But you have dishonored
the poor. Is it not the rich who are exploiting you? Are they not the ones who
are dragging you into court? 7 Are they not the ones who are blaspheming the
noble name of him to whom you belong?
Some thoughts from the
passage:
·
Get
real – Chumming up at church trying to gain favor with the influential will not
protect from legal actions.
·
Preferential
treatment is dishonorable conduct and only hurts those who are loyal and
faithful.
8 If you really keep
the royal law found in Scripture, “Love your neighbor as yourself,” you are
doing right. 9 But if you show favoritism, you sin and are convicted by the law
as lawbreakers. 10 For whoever keeps the whole law and yet stumbles at just one
point is guilty of breaking all of it. 11 For he who said, “You shall not
commit adultery,” also said, “You shall not murder.” If you do not commit
adultery but do commit murder, you have become a lawbreaker.
TREATING PEOPLE DIFFERENTLY VIOLATES THE GREATEST
COMMANDENT! IT’S A BIG DEAL!
INSTEAD, GOD ASKS PEOPLE TO LIVE MERCIFULLY!
12 Speak and act as
those who are going to be judged by the law that gives freedom, 13 because
judgment without mercy will be shown to anyone who has not been merciful. Mercy
triumphs over judgment.
God’s mercy should create
merciful hearts in us that are filled with compassion and lead us forth with
the rallying cry:
“THERE’S
ALWAYS ROOM FOR ONE MORE!”
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
Words In Honor of Jeff Dallas, USMA 1985
(This memorial presentation was offered by Samuel D. Jackson at the Celebration of Life for Jeff Dallas, USMA 1985, in Columbus, OH on 17 February 2016 in the presence of Jeff's family, Classmates of USMA 1985, colleagues of the Ohio State Patrol, and friends.)
I am humbled and privileged to stand where a thousand
others could stand to pay honor and tribute to my West Point classmate Jeff
Dallas. Rarely does a human being’s
journey on earth command such notice, such regard and such respect. Jeff and I served in different companies and
regiments during our West Point experience, but his stature and bearing command
one’s attention just as his smile, warmth and humility commanded one’s
affection.
It is regretful that it is often only in the death of
a loved one that the true breadth and depth of the impact of their lives
becomes known. When the news of Jeff’s
earthly departure spread among the members of our class, countless spontaneous
accounts of acts of Jeff’s kindness, help and support began to surface. They seemed to come to light by the hour with
classmate after classmate sharing story after story of how years after our time
spent as cadets, Jeff had gone beyond what was hoped for or expected to
embrace, encourage and assist a classmate, family member or connected friend
with an act of service, assistance and love.
Perhaps what is most clear about Jeff from the day he
arrived at West Point until his far too soon appointment with eternity is his
determination to make the most of the opportunities afforded him in this
life. He made the most of the gifts,
talents and abilities given him and sought EVERY opportunity to use those gifts
with joy, courage, excellence and consistency.
There are many words that could describe this
wonderful man we had the privilege to know.
Among those that touch my heart most deeply when I think of Jeff are
these:
Classmate, Husband, Father, Friend, Brother. Nevertheless, as one whose own life was
forever transformed by a once in a lifetime experience along the banks of the
Hudson River, 3 magnificent words will always define Jeff, as they have defined
every honorable person who has had an encounter with this esteemed and hallowed
place: Those three words encapsulate the essence of who Jeff is and the reasons
we stand together today to celebrate his life – Duty, Honor, Country.
These words are not just a motto nor are they a
sentimental reflection we call upon during times of solemnity and grief. They represent the core convictions of people
like Jeff, who believe they were placed on this planet for something more self-fulfillment,
and that they were born with the purpose of serving a greater cause – a greater
good that by the force of its importance would outlive them even when their
work was done.
We celebrate Jeff’s exemplary life devoted to his DUTY!
Duty recognizes one’s obligations - obligations not seen as burdens of
performance, but rather embraced as opportunities to serve the needs of the
times beyond oneself, beyond personal fulfilment, and beyond personal
recognition. Though it be in obscurity and self-denial, duty is fulfilled that
others might benefit and that the nation and goodness might live.
We pay homage to Jeff’s HONOR! Honor stands as the
pillar of virtue to which we must cling and the virtue that demands that we
always do what is right! We live with honor not out of self-promotion or self-glorification,
but from a steely-eyed commitment to righteousness and all that is good, so
that evil will not prevail and so that justice might reign supreme.
We remember Jeff’s excellent service to his COUNTRY! Our
affection for this nation is not a cold acknowledgment of territorial borders
but a burning, soul-deep love for and allegiance to the PEOPLE of this nation
comingled with an unquenchable desire to serve and protect the inhabitants of
our land all the days of our lives.
These 3 HOLY words were completely and powerfully
fulfilled in an amazing and wonderful man named Jeffrey Dallas – my classmate. Let
us honor him by remembering the standard of service he has exemplified for us and
by pursuing the accolade he now has received from the One Who made Him and gave
him to us. Let it be said - WELL DONE!!!
Friday, February 12, 2016
Hope Community Church - Poised To Make A Difference
In a challenging world, in the midst of challenging times,
there is a crucial need for people who are ready to serve God and others. Hope Community Church is a local congregation
comprised of such people! It is Hope’s
mission to take on the challenges of our times with a message of Jesus’ love to minister to people from every culture and ethnic group that it can, backed
by powerful, practical demonstrations of that love in ways that make a
difference in our community and beyond.
Just who makes up Hope Church and what makes these people believe they
can really make a difference?
Hope Community Church, Racine, Inc. was officially
recognized as a non-profit organization by the state of Wisconsin on May 27,
2015. It has received full non-profit
status and possesses all the rights and privileges of a Southern Baptist
affiliated congregation. These
privileges include full tax-exempt status, and the ability to minister fully
and formally in any capacity it feels called to serve.
With a mind on strategic success, Hope has built a team of
key ministry partners who are already investing resources in its formation and
growth. Who are these partners? They are people and organizations who believe
in Hope’s mission and are willing to back that belief with practical, financial
and material support! Among the strong
and established ministry partners walking alongside Hope are these: The
Lakeland Baptist Association, The Minnesota/Wisconsin Baptist Convention, Grace
Church of Racine, WI, Youth For Christ of Southeast Wisconsin, Angelstone
Ministries and The Navigators. These
partners have provided Hope with resources such as funding, grants, building
usage, personnel usage, and equipment. These partnerships have enabled Hope to
begin its ministry with strength, confidence and decisive action.
Hope is not only strong through external partnerships, but
benefits from a strong and committed internal core, comprised of professionals
from every aspect of life. This group’s commitment has established Hope to be a
church that makes a difference. After
months of introductory gatherings, Hope has grown in the number of people attending
each meeting and in the resources it has to apply towards ministry.
Hope’s heart to make a difference can be seen in its drive
to extend hands of compassion to those in need, both locally and globally. Hope has already reached out through Thanksgiving
and Christmas projects to encourage local families who were not benefactors of
other assistance. It has also partnered with the Southeast Wisconsin Youth for
Christ ministry in an outreach that began at Christmas and will continue for
the foreseeable future. This outreach is designed to assist very young, single high
school mothers and their families.
Through a partnership with Angelstone Ministries – a
non-profit, mission organization - Hope also ministers to needs of people in
tremendously challenging circumstances in the Philippines and India,
contributing to projects that have provided hunger relief, community
development and the promotion of education. Projects include the construction
of a new school, and the establishment of businesses and the initiation of
community services.
Though Hope is young and might appear - at a glance - to be
an upstart church, it is led by people with extensive experience in starting
new churches and filled with highly skilled and professional people who are
energized by new opportunities to reach out and serve others. Pastor Sam Jackson and his wife Luz, have
over 50 years of combined ministry experience in reaching the poor and starting
new ministries. They have begun new work in 2 major cities within the United
States – Cleveland, Ohio and Detroit, Michigan - as well as internationally. In each ministry setting to which they have
been called to start a new work, they have gathered, organized, and directed
people into an effective, self-sustaining, congregational body that impacts
their community for the good.
In Cleveland, their place of service was located in one of
that city’s most dangerous communities, with very limited support. In time, the
Jacksons had formed a coalition for ministry that led to the establishment of
one of the most effective hunger relief programs in the city at the time,
assisting over one thousand people a month in hunger related needs. The church they established and led also saw
the transformation of scores of individuals who went from being besieged by
significant social challenges and cyclical dependence to becoming producers and
contributors who themselves reached out to help others. Beginning with few initial resources, the
Jacksons in partnership with the Southern Baptist Convention and other
agencies, led in the establishment of a healthy, growing and effective
congregation and other associated ministries.
In Metro Detroit, the Jacksons established a Multicultural
Congregation that consisted of a membership with over a score of nationalities
and backgrounds represented. Similar to
the start of Hope, the Eastside Community Church began with about a dozen
individuals and saw its membership surge within its first few years, even
partnering with the local and nationwide Southern Baptist Convention to
establish and assist other congregations.
Eastside continues to be a powerful source of help in a community that
has been sorely tested by economic hardship.
It is in Detroit that the Jacksons established and partnered with
Angelstone Ministries – a partnership which led to extensive ministry within
the local school system of Harper Woods, and led to the congregation being
recognized as the most effective congregation for outreach in the denomination
in the state of Michigan!
With this kind of experience and more under their belts, the
Jacksons are qualified and prepared to lead Hope Community Church in Racine,
Wisconsin. They have served locally for
over six years and have built strong relationships with their ministry
partners, having served on staff with Grace Church for the majority of that
time, and having built a good reputation among various community organizations
including the Philippine American Society of Kenosha and the Filipino American
Association of Racine County – organizations that have recognized and
contributed to the ministry partner, Angelstone, and organizations that have
expressed a deep interest in continuing to partner with Hope Community Church.
Hope is indeed poised to make a difference. Hope is blessed
with the compassion and the drive to serve and the determination to make a
difference. With the resources, partnerships, and experience involved in our
church’s circle of partnership, we believe the future is bright and the
potential for growth is strong. Why this place, why this church and why reach
out to those who are hurting and need help the most? Because our society and community need
it!
It is our conviction that Hope Community Church’s promise
and vision for the future, supported by caring and determined individuals, is
helping to establish it as a dedicated and effective platform for ministry for
this region and beyond! Please check out
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In Christ’s Love,
Samuel D. Jackson
Pastor
Hope Community Church
Friday, February 5, 2016
The Manhood Test - A Valentine Story
A dear friend who was a witness to my total and utter immersion into the cavernous and unrelenting love that has characterized my feelings for Luz since the moment I met her, asked me to recount an event at our wedding that went unseen by most, but was very much felt by me.
The Veil and Cord Ceremony conducted at Filipino weddings serves as a wonderful illustration of the presence and blessing of the Lord in the purity of marriage and symbol of the loving unity that marriage was meant to produce. Luz and I were blessed to have experienced this tradition as a part of our wedding. One slight miscalculation on the part of those who placed the veil and cord around us, gave me a strong but unintended illustration of endurance and perseverance marriage requires as well.
As the veil was placed around my shoulders and Luz’s head, the sponsors were very conscientious to do their very best to make sure that neither symbol slipped off. As they fulfilled their duties, I suddenly noticed a great deal of discomfort in my shoulder as If I had been stung by a bee or wasp. As I made a hasty appraisal of my situation, I quickly realized that the veil had actually been pinned to the trapezius muscle of my shoulder itself, not just my Barong Tagalog, or traditional Filipino shirt! In my desire to be a real man for my bride, I then surmised that my sticking was one last test, designed to try my love in a way that wasn’t visible to the congregation and family, but was all too obvious to me. This test would be seen by the wedding party and a few insiders, and would prove beyond a doubt I was willing to pay any price and face unplanned obstacles and discomfort as a husband and father. In my mind, I couldn’t just pass this test, I had to max it! So, I smiled, put on a thoughtful face and avoided giving even a clue that I was at all fazed by this trial of manhood.
When the ceremony was over, and the veil and cord had been removed, I whispered to Luz and asked if she was proud of my performance in passing the test? She looked at me curiously and asked “What test?” “You know.” I replied, and explained what had just happened and how I had endured it all with distinction and honor! Luz almost bent over double laughing. “That was no test!” She chuckled. “They were probably really nervous and just stuck the pin too deep so that the veil wouldn't come off! Manhood Test! You are SOOO funny!”
It seemed that though I had failed impressed my new bride with my masculinity, I had succeeded in entertaining her with my stupidity. Nevertheless, I couldn’t help but laugh myself. Looking back on that day, amidst many ups and downs and trials and victories, I have still continued to find myself laughing with joy some 20 years later. I have also learned a few lessons, among them being this bit of truth - while you may make a fool of yourself thinking you’re doing something noble, manly and brave to prove your love, in your failure you may achieve something much sweeter and more enduring – bringing the one you love incredible joy and exposing a heart that is faithful, devoted, and willing to face any obstacle for the sake of a love that is beyond measure and without shame. When you really consider it, what could be manlier than that? Lots of love and Happy Valentine's Day! Until next time...
Sam.
The Veil and Cord Ceremony conducted at Filipino weddings serves as a wonderful illustration of the presence and blessing of the Lord in the purity of marriage and symbol of the loving unity that marriage was meant to produce. Luz and I were blessed to have experienced this tradition as a part of our wedding. One slight miscalculation on the part of those who placed the veil and cord around us, gave me a strong but unintended illustration of endurance and perseverance marriage requires as well.
As the veil was placed around my shoulders and Luz’s head, the sponsors were very conscientious to do their very best to make sure that neither symbol slipped off. As they fulfilled their duties, I suddenly noticed a great deal of discomfort in my shoulder as If I had been stung by a bee or wasp. As I made a hasty appraisal of my situation, I quickly realized that the veil had actually been pinned to the trapezius muscle of my shoulder itself, not just my Barong Tagalog, or traditional Filipino shirt! In my desire to be a real man for my bride, I then surmised that my sticking was one last test, designed to try my love in a way that wasn’t visible to the congregation and family, but was all too obvious to me. This test would be seen by the wedding party and a few insiders, and would prove beyond a doubt I was willing to pay any price and face unplanned obstacles and discomfort as a husband and father. In my mind, I couldn’t just pass this test, I had to max it! So, I smiled, put on a thoughtful face and avoided giving even a clue that I was at all fazed by this trial of manhood.
When the ceremony was over, and the veil and cord had been removed, I whispered to Luz and asked if she was proud of my performance in passing the test? She looked at me curiously and asked “What test?” “You know.” I replied, and explained what had just happened and how I had endured it all with distinction and honor! Luz almost bent over double laughing. “That was no test!” She chuckled. “They were probably really nervous and just stuck the pin too deep so that the veil wouldn't come off! Manhood Test! You are SOOO funny!”
It seemed that though I had failed impressed my new bride with my masculinity, I had succeeded in entertaining her with my stupidity. Nevertheless, I couldn’t help but laugh myself. Looking back on that day, amidst many ups and downs and trials and victories, I have still continued to find myself laughing with joy some 20 years later. I have also learned a few lessons, among them being this bit of truth - while you may make a fool of yourself thinking you’re doing something noble, manly and brave to prove your love, in your failure you may achieve something much sweeter and more enduring – bringing the one you love incredible joy and exposing a heart that is faithful, devoted, and willing to face any obstacle for the sake of a love that is beyond measure and without shame. When you really consider it, what could be manlier than that? Lots of love and Happy Valentine's Day! Until next time...
Sam.
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