Friday, April 15, 2011

Why is the Horrocks family moving to NC?

First of all, any of you who have read this blog will notice I haven't posted in quite some time.  Well, I've been quite busy with the whole process of interviewing and accepting the position at Samaritan's Purse.  There's quite a bit of thought and prayer that goes into planning a move to another state and it has taken a toll on some things, like this blog.

Rather than try to explain the whole process and tell you about our decision to move in the limited amount of space available on my Facebook page, I will tell you all about it here.

I have had a "feeling" for a number of years that God had something in store for me, as far as being involved in ministry is concerned.  As with anyone who is seeking God's direction in their life, I spent a considerable amount of time praying about it and asking Him to keep guiding me.  I didn't know where or why or how this would all unfold, but the key for me was to keep focused on God and not on myself.  Amy and I had applied about 5 years ago to go to work with FamilyLife Ministries in Little Rock, Arkansas.  We were really disappointed that opportunity didn't pan out, but (isn't hindsight great!) I can see now that God was directing us.  As my father-in-law told us back then, "God can't steer your bicycle until you start pedalling."  That was the start - that was the time when I finally told God that I was willing to go wherever He chose to lead me.

Since that time, I've been working at a good job in the railroad industry that has proven to be very stable throughout the turmoil in our economy in the last few years.  I feel very fortunate to have a good job and good benefits, but this has felt very empty for me.  In the past, and as is typical in most people's career, my desire was to be promoted and get a raise and have more authority and responsibility.  This would allow me personal satisfaction and the ability to get out of debt and achieve a high level of financial comfort.  That has not been the case for me recently.  God has changed my heart...I was created to serve.  I fought it for years because in the business world, we are taught to lead and get ahead and that is the only way to be successful, gain status and ultimately - a bigger paycheck.  But what's the point of all that?  How is it that I can have such a good job and go home every night feeling empty?  As though I accomplished nothing of significance.

I've been watching job postings for multiple ministries and non-profit organizations and thanks to a friend at church who coordinates shoeboxes for Operation Christmas Child, I started paying attention to Samaritan's Purse.  http://www.samaritanspurse.org/  Boone, NC??  Really?  Does God want us to move away from our church, our friends and our family?  I really didn't know much about Samaritan's Purse when I first applied, but the more I find out the more impressed I am and the more convinced I become that this is a job I have been looking for.  I'm not a missionary - I mean, I doubt that God is going to call me overseas to preach the gospel to a tribe in Africa.  I am a support guy - I don't lead worship at church, I run projection or sing backup.  I don't run my department at work, I help my boss manage multiple tasks.  And at SP, I won't be digging wells, installing water filters or handing out Christmas shoeboxes - I will be at the home office, behinds the scenes, making it easier for others who are on the 'front lines.'  My job, in brief summary, will be to purchase and arrange the transportation of materials around the world for their various projects.


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This wasn't an easy decision for us to make because we have so many good friends here in NJ.  We are involved in our church and we started leading a small group study - all our kids have known is South Jersey.  This will be a big change for us and we are truly saddened that we are moving away from so many of you. Having said that, we have seen God open too many doors to ignore.  A difficult decision was made much easier because we have seen the sovereignty of God on display.  And THAT is why we're moving to North Carolina. 

There are too many people in the world who don't have clean water to drink or don't have shoes to wear.  Imagine having no shoes and needing to walk 2 hours to the nearest water source, fill up a couple of jugs, and walk 2 hour back.  This is the reality for so many people.  I've been blessed to have born in America, have a house with clean running water and have food (sometimes too much!) at my fingertips.  Kids in other countries with heart defects die all the time because they cannot see a doctor, let alone get the needed surgery.  Churches in southern Sudan were torched during the civil war leaving pastors with no home and worshippers with no place to gather.  The earthquake in Haiti - the tsunami in Japan - the conflict in Libya... my biggest concern is usually trying to choose from all the food in the pantry, but all these people are literally fighting for their lives every day. 

Can I just sit by and watch?  Can I just donate some money to help?  Yes and Yes...I can do those things, but I have an opportunity to get involved and work with an organization dedicated to helping the people we see on the news every night.  I'm not saying "hey, look at me getting involved" - actually this has been a big change in my life and part of that was readng about the life of Saint Francis of Assisi.  Do you know anything about this guy?  Check him out!  In addition, I recommend a book "Chasing Francis" by Ian Morgan Cron.  I have also been struck by a book called "Crazy Love" by Francis Chan (no relation to Saint Francis!)  Chan doesn't say anything profound or new, but presents God's love to the reader in a challenging yet easy-to-read format.  I say challenging because it really got me to question the depth of my love for Christ.  That wasn't easy for me...it was as though a good friend had come along side me said "Hey Kev...you're not getting it!"  It has changed me to realize the depth of God's love for me and to see that service to others is part of demonstrating my love for Him.  It doesn't earn me favor with God, but serving others is a response to God's 'Crazy Love.'

So, please continue to pray for us as we go through this move.  I will be using this blog to document the process and so we can share with you the transition we make from being New Jersians to being North Carolinians.  I will also share some of the awesome things that Samaritan's Purse is doing throughout the world.  We'll be living in Boone, NC and if you're ever down that way - come for a visit!  The mountains of NC are a wonderful place for vacation any time of year!  We love you all and will miss you dearly (most of you anyway!)... 

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

New Name for My Blog

I've decided that I am going to change the name of this blog.  With some big changes coming in the next few months, I want to be able to share them, not only through my eyes or mind, but rather from a "family" perspective.


Check back soon for updates!

Saturday, February 12, 2011

God's Love Through the Years - Part 2

OK - here is part 2 of this series.  This time let's see what God's love means to a couple of teenagers...





30-something's are up next!!

Thursday, February 10, 2011

What Can We Learn From Egyptian Christians?

Thank you to Carlos Whittaker for posting this picture and allowing people to comment on it's meaning.

Take a look at this picture from the recent conflicts in Egypt.  What does this image say to you?  Comments, please:


Read more about this here :  Christians Protect Muslims during Prayer

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

God's Love Through the Years - Part 1

This is part one of a 5-part series on God's Love.  I have asked some friends in various age groups to help me by writing or drawing what God's love means.  I thought it would be interesting to see how our view of God's love changes as we get older.  Putting aside obvious differences like writing style or the move from pencils to computers, I am hoping to see a change from a general/shallow view to a more in depth one.  I'm not going to comment on these, I just want us to enjoy the insight and creativity.

For this first part, I asked a few kids ages, 5 - 10 to help out and here's what I got:









 

Monday, January 17, 2011

Cheating God is Making Me Fat

Well, I'm learning alot about myself through this journey of learning what it means to love.  Today, I stumbled upon a devotion that I cannot ignore because it directly relates to me and this journey I am on.  Here's the deal:  it's no secret that I like food...alot.  Let me be totally honest...I love food!  (There's that word...love...I bet God wants to show me something!).  As a result of my affinity for all things delicious, I am somewhat...er, rather...well, quite a bit overweight.  I know I have an eating problem, and try as I might, I cannot seem to overcome it.  While being healthy is important to me, as is feeling good about myself and being able to play football and softball and run around with my kids, I have resolved myself to being overweight and having to just "deal with it."  Then I found a free 21 day devotional book concerning food and today i read day one. 

"OK God, you've got my attention - I hear you loud and clear!"

Here's the big reveal - turns out that I am loving food more than I am loving God.  I have actually thought this is the past, but I didn't have the correct perspective.  This past Friday we hosted our first small group study on Francis Chan's book "Crazy Love" and we talked about how BIG God is.  God is so far more than we can ever possibly imagine, and I have chosen to replace Him with steak and potatoes,  burgers and fries, Ronald McDonald and Wendy(s).  I know I've always been an emotional eater, meaning when I get sad or depressed I go find something to eat.  When I get bored, I eat.  When I am mad, I eat.  When I am nervous I don't eat anything, but I make up for it later on when I am no longer nervous.  But here's what I came to realize today...I should be turning to God in those times, not a bag of chips. 

To some of you this may seem like no big deal, but here I am trying to learn about what it means to love God and love like God, and He shows me that I love food more than him.  What if one of my kids was upset and wouldn't say a word to me, but went to the pantry and grabbed a snack instead.  I'd feel like they were robbing me of an opportunity to show my love for them.  When my kids are hurting, I want to hold them in my arms and tell them things will be OK, that we'll get through this together.  As big as God is, He wants us to turn to Him for comfort, yet I essentially say, "No thanks, God...I've got "Five Guys" who I'd rather have help me feel better.  This is absolutely stupid on my part.  I've been cheating God out of a chance to show me the greatness of His love.  It stops now!

So today is day #1 of a new part of my journey...the part where I ask for forgiveness, and then start turning to God instead of food.  When I am sad - there's God.  When I am tired - there's God.  When I am frustrated with my job - there's God.  When I am bored - there's God.  When I don't feel like getting up a few minutes earlier in the morning to go exercise - there's God.  I have to stop relying on food, and rely first and foremost on God. 

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Just a 'Feel-Good" Story?

I have been moved by the recent story of Ted Williams.  No, not the guy who once hit over .400 for the Red Sox, but a homeless man living in Ohio who has a "golden radio voice."  In case you haven't seen it yet, here's the video:



Now, this guy has great voice!  And I am genuinely thrilled that the Cleveland Cavaliers stepped up and gave him a job.  I am thrilled that he has been reunited with his 90 year old mother.  It's great to see a guy go from rags to riches!!  Reminds me of the movie with Jamie Foxx called "The Soloist" - homeless guy on the streets who has a great talent and finds redemption.

But my heart aches for all the other homeless people who do not have great radio voices or who couldn't play the cello in a closet let alone in a performance hall.

What about them?  Why is it that we are so quick to overlook people who can't help themselves?  I include myself in this...I admittedly am attracted to the emotional, feel good stories of a guy like Ted Williams getting another chance.  How many times have I failed to even give spare change to the guy on the corner?  Too many to count I am sad to admit. 

This blog is about love.  Too many times we take the easy way out and love those that we deem to be worth loving.  I mean, it's so much easier to love a guy with a great voice, or a cello player or a decorated Army veteran.  I'm not here to suggest we shouldn't help those types of people, but what about the guy who has had both arms amputated?  What about the woman who was disfigured after being beaten by her abusive husband for years?  What about the children in orphanages who have down-syndrome?  Where's the feel-good story there?  No one will get any media attention for  helping them and I'd like to find a way to step out of my comfort zone and pay attention to the ones that we normally overlook.

Remember all those "WWJD" bracelets and bumper stickers that were so popular years ago?  I do and I ask the question, what would Jesus do?  Would He find the one guy with special talent and exalt him to some position and give him a house and food and have him appear on talk shows?  I don't think so and here's why:  time and time again we saw that Jesus spent time with the "outcasts" of society and I believe that he would paid attention to the ones nobody loved.  Lepers...no one would go near these people, but Jesus did.  Blind, lame, bleeding, possessed...these were not people with special gifts, but rather things that people considered curses and yet Jesus went to them and healed them and then made a big scene and got lots of attention as a result.  No, he didn't do that did He?  He didn't look for attention.  He didn't hold press conferences and tell the world how he healed a blind guy, or stopped a woman's bleeding.  He healed, He fed and He gave a second chance to people who had no hope of ever getting it.

I am thrilled for Mr. Williams and I will keep tabs on his story and I genuinely hope he stays sober and clean and takes this opportunity to change his life.  But I pray that I will remember the ones who are still standing in the cold without food or water and without hope. 

Genuine love means taking the road less travelled.  Genuine love means walking past the cameras, past the ones with special gifts and helping those who have no hope.  Genuine love means sacrificing what we value as good no matter the cost.