On the Ground in a Crisis Zone

 
Mitch Duininck, M.D.,(Bio) is coming to speak this Friday, August 27th at the Narrows.  We are excited because he is just three weeks out from entering into the warzone. (He could use your prayers.)  Afghanistan is his next target.  It still blows my mind the calibur of men coming to the Narrows to share their life experiences.  If you have never been don't hesitate to make this your first.
 
To learn more about what Mitch is passionate about read below.
 

Family Medicine Training Crucial in Responding to Haiti Disaster, Say FPs
By Barbara Bein
2/1/2010
 
 
In His Image Family Medicine Residency physicians Mark Crouch, M.D., left, and Sujan Joshi, M.D., treat patients at the Salvation Army clinic in Port-au-Prince, Haiti. Mark Crouch, M.D., a first-year resident at the In His Image Family Medicine Residency in Tulsa, Okla., is at the beginning of his family medicine career. Douglas McKeag, M.D., the retired chair of the Indiana University School of Medicine's Department of Family Medicine in Indianapolis, is at a turning point in his long career. Yet, despite these differences, the two share a common heritage and a mutual calling.
 
In His Image Family Medicine Residency physicians Mark Crouch, M.D., left, and Sujan Joshi, M.D., treat patients at the Salvation Army clinic in Port-au-Prince, Haiti. Recently returned from separate medical service experiences in earthquake-shattered Haiti, both of these family physicians said their broad-based training -- though gained decades apart -- equipped them well to care for the many injured Haitian people they encountered during their trips.
 
According to Mitch Duininck, M.D., program director at In His Image, family medicine training is distinguished both by its wide range of knowledge and skills and by its focus on caring for people of every age in the context of their families and communities. In a disaster situation, he told AAFP News Now, family physicians are well able to treat fractures,
 
 

I'd rather have a bloody lip and bruised knuckles.

Teddy Roosevelt said it best.  Let it pulse through your veins.

"It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."

T. Roosevelt

Dave Jewitt coming to the Narrows Friday July 30th 6:30am

Dave has a B.S. in Industrial Management from the University of Richmond and spent 25 years in the aerospace industry with three different companies negotiating large contracts for computer technology and aircraft components. He has led numerous projects, managed departments, and helped organizations be more effective and efficient. Both inside and outside the workplace, Dave has consistently functioned as a mentor and guide for hundreds of individuals over the past 30+ years.

A major element of his mentoring has been in the areas of career transition, discovering one’s particular purpose in life, and helping them launch into a new era of greater impact for Christ.

Dave believe's the most rewarding aspects of being a mentor is seeing people become more effective in all areas of life, then seeing them reproduce their lives in the lives of others. While Dave has been approached about writing a book, giving seminars around the country, and marketing his ideas on a broad scale, his heart is to impact individuals deeply, one at a time, over a long period of time, through different stages of life, and to train coaches/mentors in guiding others to their One Degree. 

Over the past 10 years, the focus of Dave’s mentoring has been in helping busy, productive, and impacting people to:

* get a better handle on their schedule, career, roles as a spouse/parent, and their civic/church activity
* gain some wisdom, guidance, and perspective for the difficult aspects of the 20’s, 30’s and 40’s
* get some life-tools that would significantly improve their relationships, personal effectiveness, and        overall decision-making
* learn how to become much more impacting as leaders
 

Dave lives in Broken Arrow, Oklahoma with his wife and two teenage sons.

Learn more about Your One Degree at http://www.youronedegree.com .

Retribution

By Shea Fite, The Narrows, July 13th 2010
 

ret•ri•bu•tion  /ˌretrəˈbyo͞SHən/

Noun: Punishment that is considered to be morally right and fully deserved.

 
John Eldredge talks a lot about being wounded. In fact he brought clarity to an idea that psychologists wore completely out as they dug around in our pasts trying connect the dots about why we behave the way we do. They could tell there was something about this idea that when we bump up next to flesh and blood, it’s going to hurt. Raise your hand if you have ever been bruised by something a parent, a spouse or sibling said or if you have ever been hurt, frustrated or angered by someone close to you. Have you ever done something in response to an event that you later regretted? And why is it that those closest to you are the ones that can inflict the most pain on you?
 
Ever since Adam took a juicy bite out of some red delicious knowledge of good and evil, wounding and being wounded has been a fact of life. The whole situation reminds me of the word “justice”. Most of the time when I inflict serious pain on another, it is born out of a sense of justice. Somebody hurt me so I can hurt them back. It is in the defense of myself that I feel the freedom to cut deeper than normal. Retribution is a most powerful motivator of my more heinous words.
 
So what is at the core of all this hurting and being hurt? Why is it that our closest walks with others tend to spiral downward into these ugly, painful dialogues that are sometimes so wrought with emotions and cutting tones that we look to the right or left hoping that others might not overhear. It is, I believe, a state that swirls among our most precious relationships.
 

Clark Millspaugh telling his story

 
The Narrows is Friday Morning, May 28th at 6:30am
Nordaggio's Coffee 81st and Lewis, The Plaza Shopping Center
 

I can't tell you how excited I am to see Clark coming to The Narrows.  This guy is rich with wisdom and energy.  He is a man of action and his energy is contagious.  I met Clark two years ago at a Wild at Heart Expedition.  Years ago he played an important role in gatherings his closest buddies together to enjoy a trip to Colorado and go to John Elderedge's Boot Camp.  That proved to be an impacting moment, so impacting that those guys brought the expedition home with them.  Now every year, those same guys take over a 100 guys on this journey.  It has personally impacted my life.

Aside from running an exploration business, Clark has made his real legacy in the Westside Harvest Market.  The recent Tulsa World article below tells it best. 

You are invited to come hear the wisdom, passion and hunger that burns in this guy. 

Click below to see the recent Tulsa World Article.

Plastic (Explosives) Man Part 1

By Shea Fite, The Narrows, May 23, 2010

I have been thinking a lot about how we should deal with our brothers who are hurting others by being consumed with their own selfish desires for risky sexual behavior, dishonest business practices and/or other various addictions. We all have at least one friend who is currently wreaking havoc in other’s lives (i.e. wives , children, customers, colleagues) by their behavior. I have nicknamed this guy Plastic Explosive Man. He views himself as a harmless block of clay but in fact this person’s actions spin out with grizzly collateral damage.

Many of us know all too well how close we are to being involved in similar behavior. So we run to our guy buddies for accountability and honesty trusting God and enjoying His grace and that keeps us away from potentially harmful stuff. And this view often times puts us in a position of confusion when it comes to confronting Plastic Explosives Man and protecting those most hurt by him. We state “For the grace of God go I” and often times move on without doing anything at all.

And it seems that once every month or two I have long conversations with my closest buddies about what to do about their friend’s behavior. Maybe it’s a brother who is demanding he has it his way. The women on the side, the substance abuse that is currently stinging his wife and he seemingly doesn’t care. His little ones are trapped in the fray. Or the guy that’s blown his life up with a hidden two year affair and now his mistress is pregnant. He has been hiding from his buddies in the accountability group, brazenly lying that all is well and that he has cut it off from the girl at work. These guys are of particular struggle because they still demand acceptance at family events, in business and in the company of men. They want their hurtful behavior to be ignored while all of their good behavior to be recognized.

The Danger of Hope Lost

By David Adam Groves, Media Pro, Coffee Drinker, part-time blogger ...full-time dad, May 16, 2010
 
I do really believe that there is nothing more dangerous to your heart than when you truly lose hope. I think we all can point to a time in our lives where we really questioned the trajectory of our life. We question the quest or journey we are on.
 
When confronted with unexpected bumps in the road and failures along the way we ask the dreaded, "How did I get here?" It seems that is when we are in the gravest place of losing hope. Deep within our hearts we find that this is a crushing blow. If our heart loses that hope what then?
 
The very existence of our dreams seems to be teetering.
 
I'm reminded of the Fellowship of the Ring quote by Tolkien "The Quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little, and it will fail ..." Losing hope in one’s heart means leading a life with no purpose. We catch ourselves muttering "what does it matter". So how does one choose to not lose hope? Even when things beyond our control have hammered us? Or people have betrayed and hurt us?
 
Finding joy.
 
What? We have to find joy? What does that mean or look like? I like what C.S. Lewis said.
 
"All joy...emphasizes our pilgrim status; always reminds, beckons, awakens desire. Our best havings are wantings."
 
To once again have desire for hope, to have life,… even to dream we must choose joy. Because it's there that God beckons us to this divine conspiracy awakening our spirit to His desire ...for our dreams.
 
In Jeremiah 29:11 NCV ..."I know what I am planning for you," says the Lord. "I have good plans for you, not plans to hurt you. I will give you hope and a good future."(emphasis mine)
 
So hope is lost ...when joy cannot be found. Desire for dreaming is missing when joy is forgotten. Nothing is harder in my experiences than finding joy. But, I know I cannot change what I cannot control but I can control what I set my heart to.

 

Once again C.S. Lewis writes "The very nature of Joy makes nonsense of our common distinction between having and wanting."

I believe joy can be elusive ...it needs to be sought after. But finding joy makes all the difference.

Read more from David at http://davidadamgroves.blogspot.com/

Wisdom for your Thirties.

Thirties is an exciting time of transition in most of our lives.  A lot of grizzly gut wrenching decisions take place.  It seems there are lots of maturing and re-evaluating that goes on.  I ran across these podcasts today.  They made a lot of sense.

 

Men in their 30s - Part 1

Men in their 30s - Part 2

Men in their 30s - Part 3

 

 

* You will need Apple itunes to listen to this file format.

Art thou bored?

By David Murrow (Reprinted with permission) 

Learn more about David Murrow at www.churchformen.com

Millions of men avoid church because they think it's a "woman's thing". And you know what, they may be right.

Five years ago, my faith in Christ was hanging on by a thread. I loved God, but I hated going to church. Sunday morning would find my body in the pews, but my heart was elsewhere. I was so desperate I began exploring alternative religions, including Islam. Did I mention I was an elder in my church?

Then something unusual happened. In a three-day period five people walked up to me and recommended John Eldredge's book Wild at Heart. I picked up a copy, and on page seven I found a perfect description of my condition: "Walk into most churches, have a look around, and ask yourself: What is a Christian man? Without listening to what is said, look at what you find there. Most Christian men are ... bored."

That was me ... bored to death. I was doing all the right things: born-again, a personal relationship with Jesus, active in church, winning over sin, and a good husband and father. But every Sunday I died a little inside. Bible reading only made things worse: The Christ I found in Scripture was a wild stallion, but the church seemed intent on turning me into a gelding.

Keith Wheeler's coming to The Narrows April 30th

This is a recent Good Friday article from the religion section of the Tulsa World.

Christian at a crossroadsKeith Wheeler carries his 12-foot wooden cross in downtown Tulsa on Friday, marking the 25th anniversary of carrying his cross around the world. He began in Tulsa in 1985 and has walked nearly 20,000 miles in places all over the world including in some civil wars and other danger zones. ADAM WISNESKI/Tulsa World
Wheeler's epic journey 25 years in the making

By BILL SHERMAN World Religion Writer Published: 4/3/2010

On Good Friday in 1985, a young Oral Roberts University master of divinity student reluctantly picked up a 12-foot wooden cross and carried it through the streets of Tulsa.

Keith Wheeler, now 48, had no idea that day would launch a full-time ministry in which he would carry the cross some 20,000 miles in 187 nations through some of the most dangerous war zones in the world.

On Friday April 9th, Wheeler again carried his cross through Tulsa, walking from downtown along Riverside Drive to Jenks, retracing part of his original route.

After a slow start in the rain, the skies cleared and Wheeler found himself often surrounded by people who wanted to talk.

"It's been just awesome," he said. "People are so open. That's the wonderful thing about Tulsa. There's such a respect and love for the cross."

Read more from this Tulsa World article by clicking here.