Last Minute

I’ll Get it Tomorrow

Christopher Parker once said, “procrastination is like a credit card; it’s a lot of fun until you get the bill.”
I understand that. I was a terrible student. I worked really hard at a lot of things, like playing hockey. I was at the hockey rink working hard nearly every day of the week for hours and hours. However, as soon as there was something I had to do (like school work) it was like kryptonite to Superman.
I knew homework and grades were important, especially since I wanted to go to the Air Force academy and become a pilot. It didn’t matter though. My freshman English teacher told me flat out, “You’ll never go to the Air Force Academy.” My dad still blames her for my giving up. Truth is, I gave up way before that. I really gave up the first time I had an assignment and thought, “I’ll get to it tomorrow.”
Assignment after assignment, I would push off until it was last minute or too late to be turned in. As a freshman, I failed my second semester of algebra and made it up sophomore year. Then I moved to second semester geometry and failed that.
And there I was. A junior in geometry. What a loser.
It gets worse. There was a teacher’s aid in there that I had a crush on. I’m pretty sure I didn’t listen to a single lesson all year. One day, Mr. Robinson, who was one of the best teachers I ever had, walked around and handed back our tests. I got a B+. Not bad for never opening the book.
He said to me, “Dan, you are so smart. If you would just try you could be in calculus right now… with her.” He pointed to my crush, hitting me right where it hurts. “Instead, you’re probably going to fail this class. You have a 40% and there’s only two weeks left.”
Two weeks left? 40%? I’d say that’s a masterful target for a procrastinator! Time to get going! So I did.
Mr. Robinson offered students extra credit at the end of the year. You had to pick a person that contributed to mathematics, like Pythagoras, Albert Einstein or Leonhard Euler, and then make a poster with details of their life and how they contributed to mathematics. Each one was worth 2%. Nobody made more than two, but I showed up the next week with eleven of them! You know, enough to make up the 20% I needed plus one. Just enough to get a D in the class!
Looks like procrastination wins in the end, right?!
Nope. The first semester of my senior year was spent retaking second semester geometry; again. I did finally pass geometry that time. It took Summer school, ROP (work experience) a full class load and barely scraping by in my government class, but I graduated from high school on time.
So what did I learn? I learned the value of time. Karen Lamb said, “A year from now you may wish you had started today.” That’s hard to argue with.
Eventually I got the school thing figured out. I’m now working on my doctorate in my 13th year of college, but I can confidently say that the ONLY reason things changed was because God had to teach me priorities. Hockey is fun, but things like that shouldn’t get in the way of what really matters.
As Christians, we should know that our priorities are to know God and make Him known. That means we personally grow in relationship with Him and we try to help others do the same. Sometimes though, we get distracted by other things. We’re too busy hanging out with friends, arguing about our preferences or thinking about our own drama to think about God and what is truly important.
Jesus explains that one day He will suddenly return and His Church will be caught up with Him in the air. Many of us don’t worry about that day; for ourselves or for others. We see our friends living in sin and we think, “Maybe someday they will be saved.” We push it off and push it off, but one day our procrastination will catch up with us.
Matthew 24:40-42 say’s, “Then two men will be in the field; one will be taken and one left. Two women will be grinding at the mill; one will be taken and one left. Therefore, stay awake, for you do not know on what day your Lord is coming.”
Imagine that. You’re standing with your buddy on the basketball court, and suddenly he’s gone. You’re walking with your friend at the mall, you look over and you’re by yourself. Or maybe it’s the other way around. You’re the one that disappears, but your friend is now all alone. If only you had mentioned Jesus to them before the time came.
Perhaps your deadline is only weeks or days away. Or maybe you only have a few more moments left in this life until it’s too late. What are you going to do? Today is your chance to change the lives of those around you. Take your chance now, before you’re worse off than a senior in geometry.


1. If you knew you only had 24 hours left to live, what would you do?
2. What if money/travel was limitless. Then what would you do?
3. Who would you want to spend your last day with?
4. Can you say you have used your time in this life well for God?
5. Why do you think people find it awkward to talk about their religious beliefs?
6. Do you ever talk to your friends about God?
7. If you could ask God one question, what would it be?
8. What can you do now to be better prepared yourself for Jesus’ return?
9. What can you do now to help your friends/family become better prepared for His return?
10. Is there anyone in your life that you want to begin praying for to know Jesus?
11. Is there anything else you would like to pray for?

Identity Crisis


The Mystery of the Somerton Man

In 1948, a body was found near a stairway to Somerton Beach in Australia. The man was seen alive laying with his head against a wall, but was dead by the next day. He had an unlit cigarette on his lapel, an unused train ticket to Henley Beach, a local bus ticket, an American comb and a cheap branded cigarette box filled with expensive cigarettes. He was about forty and in great physical shape. He was well manicured and well dressed, although he wasn’t wearing a hat which was unusual in the 40’s. He had very large calf-muscles, a clean shaven body and smooth hands, suggesting he was something like a ballet dancer and not a laborer.


Quit Faking It!!

 War of the Worlds

In 1938, many of you may know that Orson Welles’ radio play caused a panic. “War of the Worlds” was broadcast as a series of fictitious reports that Martians were coming to the earth and landing in New Jersey. Any listener that missed the introduction stating that the play was fake, was likely listening to the story completely engulfed in fear that aliens were really attacking the earth. It had been reported that many people jumped in their cars to flee the New Jersey area, only to learn that the reports were just a part of Welles’ story.


All That and a Bag of Chips

Talkin’ ‘Bout My Generation

I used to make fun of my dad for all sorts of stuff. He wore his pants too high and they were too tight. He had a terrible red leather jacket left over from the 70’s. He hated that my music had cursing, and swore that no songs had cussing in his day. Ever heard “Hair of the Dog” by Nazareth? Maybe “Money” by Pink Floyd? Yeah, cussing.


Get to Da’ Save-yah!

Keep Focused on the Goal

In the movie “Predator,” Arnold Schwarzenegger yells his famous line, “Run! Go! Get to da choppa!” Okay, we all know what he’s saying. Roughly translated, he’s saying. “Make haste! Don’t Delay! Make your way to the helicopter!”


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