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I have followed Bryan Duncan’s career for more than 25 years, since I was a Christian concert promoter in Houston. I had the good fortune to host Bryan on several occasions between 1987 and 1995 and he was always dynamic and entertaining as a performer. His stage presence is down to earth and warm, and “behind the curtain” he is that same warm caring individual. This new album is full of typical Bryan Duncan enthusiasm. His music is at once inspirational, moving, and joyous. If you haven’t yet been exposed to Bryan in concert, this album will give you a good “taste”.

Prisoner of Love


Can there ever be too much love in your life? I declare that it is impossible to have too much love in your life. But wait, one might say, “Haven’t you every been smothered by a helicopter mother who hovers over you, second guessing your every decision, and willingly dispensing (unsolicited) life advice?” Or, haven’t you ever been plagued with a boss at work who is a micro-manager, serving for all practical purposes as a helicopter mother when she can’t look over your shoulder on the job?

IMHO neither of those particular instances are examples of love; rather they are examples of people who are working out their own inadequacies by projecting their insecurities upon you.

Well, then you might ask,”What then, are you calling “Love” that one can never get enough of?” Try checking out the Biblical definition of love in 1 Corinthians 13:

“4 Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;[b] it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never ends.”

After reading the scripture quoted above, the difference when compared to “smothering, micro-managing engagement” in another persons life, is painfully obvious, right? Scripture gives us numerous examples pertaining to maintaining proper relationships with our family and with our neighbor. If only we would pay attention, eh? It is hard for the average human to engage another in conversation without exhibiting our own painfully ingrained shortcomings. Our own inadequacies, fears, idiosyncrasies go on display. Have you ever tried to carry on a conversation with someone who won’t look you in the eyes? They may look at you when you are talking, but when their mouth opens in reply their eyes immediately start roaming everywhere but on your own eyes. I often wondered if this is exhibiting someone’s own inadequacies (they don’t want to look at you for fear of seeing disapproval or judgmental-ism, or disbelief) or whether it is a sign of untruthfulness as a lifestyle, and they are afraid if they look into your eyes while speaking, you will “see right through them” so to speak. Or are they simply shy and find it difficult to engage a person directly for unknown reasons.

In any case, the correct attitude or response on our part might well be found in  1 Corinthians 13.

A quick re-read of these verses before responding in the “comments” section of a blog might help moderate the language at the very least.

‘Til next time I am a Prisoner of Christ.

Prisoner of Christ


I have been a long time lurker at Pyromaniacs, the team blogging effort founded by Phil Johnson and expanded to include Dan Phillips and Frank Turk.  All three are articulate communicators, clear thinkers, and entertaining bloggers. They are primarily responsible for the opening of my eyes to the truths of the Gospel and the Gracious hope that Christ brings. It was here that I discovered that I did not choose Christ…He chose ME! It was here that I came to the realization that my sin had so damaged my heart, that I was incapable of finding God on my own. It was only through the mercy and grace of The Almighty that He granted to me SIGHT (I was blind and dead in my trespasses and sins) and a heart of flesh, and Faith to believe the Gospel message. Prior to His intervention in my life the words of the Gospel were foolishness. I was heretofore living my life under the mistaken belief that I was already a Christian, because I went forward at an “altar call” when I was thirteen years old. I lived my entire life (I am now 65 years old) believing that. I read my Bible. I could quote scripture with the best of them. I lead the congregation in singing during worship services. I taught Sunday School classes over the years. I wrote Christian songs and got them published and recorded by others. I produced Christian concerts in one of the largest American cities, working with 50 to 60 of the most well-known names in Contemporary Christian Music. I was even part owner of a Christian radio station, and part owner of a Christian record label. Oh! What a good boy was I! And then I met Jesus! He showed me my heart and it was ugly and wicked and darker than midnight. And I was a fool…fooling myself into thinking that “doing good things” meant I was a “good person” on his way to heaven. When did I come to see myself as God sees me? When I found myself in prison. When I had lost everything including my family. I realized I was as Paul lamented, “The Chief of Sinners” destined for ultimate destruction. When the Holy Spirit gets on your case and is trying to get your attention to turn you to Christ…LISTEN! There are consequences to sin, and though he ultimately brought me face to face with The Only One Who could forgive me, He did not prevent me from living through the consequences of my actions. If Prison doesn’t get your attention…what will? I was released three years ago and since then I’ve been on a journey getting to know The One who loved me so much he paid for my sin on the Cross. There is only one word for that. MERCY. I didn’t deserve it but while I was yet a sinner He loved me enough to die in my place. I can never repay the debt I owe Him. But I CAN live my life in such a way that it becomes apparent to Him how grateful I am.  And so can you!