SERMON: “Everything I Learned, I Learned in Kindergarten”
Matthew 20:20-28
May 8, 2011 Mother’s Day Dr. Dennis Ginoza
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!
Remember Michaelangelo? This is what his mother said to him:
“Michael, why can’t you draw on the walls like the
other children? Do you know how hard it is to get
the stuff off the ceiling?”
John Wilmont says, “Before I got married, I had six theories
about brining up children; now I have six children
and no theories.” HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!
You heard the Jewish proverb: “God couldn’t be everywhere
so he made mothers.” God is Good! All the time!
My mother was a gentle soul and she was wise.
She lived in a borrowed house,
we had no hot water,
she never learned to drive a car,
we didn’t have a television,
she washed our clothes by hand,
and hung them on the line.
My mother raised six children, three boys and three girls.
My dad wanted to buy a house, but my mom
said, “Daddy, we need to educate our children. If we buy a house
and the house burns down, we have nothing.” (I think that she said).
When our son Jeremy and his wife Melanie were visiting with
my mother three years ago, she told him, “I am satisfied. All my
children went to college.” Last November, the day
after Thanksgiving, she died at the age of 95.
The book of Proverbs, chapter 3: verses 13-14, 16:
Happy are those who find wisdom, …her revenue
is better than gold. …Long life is her right hand, in her
left hand are riches and honor.”
When I was a little boy, what I see today, she was dropping little
pebbles in the pond. When you drop pebbles in a pond,
the whipples move from the center all the way to the
edges. She would say: “Dennis , cod liver oil is good for
you.” Every day after school we had a tea spoon of cod liver
oil. She would say, “Dennis, be humble, humble, humble.”
I learned from her that , honesty, humility,
and sincerity are true virtues.
Oliver Wendell Holmes says: “The real religion of the world comes
from women much more than from men—from mothers
most of all—who carry the key of our souls in their
bosoms.”
I want to hold before you the image of a pond. What I have
learned is that throughout our lives, different people
will drop little pebbles into our pond. They are for us,
insights, learnings, and forces that shape us.
When I came to this church in 1994, one of the first questions that
I was asked was: “Dennis, tell me, do you believe in the
Resurrection?” (Appaprently there are some pastors that
don’t believe in the Resurrection.) My answer: “Of course!”
Furthermore, I can tell you, “Of course, without a doubt.”
Without the Resurrection, you would not be here, I would not
be here, and the Church would not be here.
If the resurrection never happened, everything would have ended
and the disciples would have gone back to fishing. In the ancient world,
in the first century, there was a document that was circulating.
It is found in Paul’s letter to the Corinthians, Ch. 15. Let me
make reference to it. “…Jesus was
raised on the third day in accordance to the scriptures,
and he appeared to Cephas, then to the 12. Then he
appeared to more than 500 brothers and sisters at one
time, most of whom are still alive, though some have died.
Then he appeared to James, then to all the apostles. Last
of all, as to one untimely born, he appeared also to me. For
I am least of the apostles.” I Corinthians 15:4-8
If there is one greater evidence of
the risen Christ, it is the changed lives.
Christ is risen! He is risen, indeed!
Jesus dropped many pebbles in the pond, in our consciousness.
Jesus said the kingdom of God is in the midst of you,
it is right here, but it is not yet.
He taught us that unless we become like a child, we
cannot enter the kingdom of God.
He taught us, the kingdom of God is like a mustard seed,
it is the smallest of seeds but it grows into a tree and
becomes a tree where birds will nest.
The words that we speak,
every action that we take,
every thought we have,
they are like little pebbles dropped in the pond.
I have entitled my sermon today:
EVERYTHING I LEARNED I LEARNED IN KINDERGARTEN.
Actually I never went to kindergarten.
I skipped kindergarten and went straight to first grade.
Robert Fulghum puts it this way: “Everything I Really Need to Know,
I Learned in Kindergarten.”
Share everything.
Play fair.
Don’t hit people.
Put things back where you found them.
Clean up your own mess.
Don’t take things that aren’t yours.
Say you’re sorry when you hurt somebody.
Wash your hands before you eat.
Flush.
Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you.
Live a balanced life—learn some and think some and draw and paint
and sing and dance and play and work every day some.
Take a nap every afternoon.
When you go out in the world, watch out for traffic,
hold hands and stick together.
Be aware of wonder.
Remember the little seed in the Styrofoam cup: the roots go down
and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why,
but we are all like that.
Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the
Styrofoam cup—they all die. So do we.
And then remember the Dick and Jane books and the first word you
learned – LOOK.
Everything you need to know is in there somewhere.
The Golden Rule and love and basic sanitation, ecology and politics
and equality and sane living.
take any one of those items and extrapolate it into sophisticated adult terms
and apply it to your family life or your work, or government or your world
and it holds true and clear and firm. Think what a better world it would
be if we all – the whole world – had cookies and milk about 3 o’clock in
the afternoon and lay down with our blankies for a nap. Or if all governments
had a basic policy to always put things back where they
found them and to clean up their own mess.
And it is still true, no matter how old you
are – when you go out into the world, it is best
to hold hands and stick together.
Are there any children here? Let me put it this way, if you have a child in you,
say hold up your hand. Let us make some rain drops. (With one finger, two
fingers, three and four and five: clapping really loud). As we make rain
drops, may they fall upon us as blessings of God. RAINDROPS!
Charles Dickens said: “It is the best of times, it is the worst of times.”
The trouble with the world is we’re not quite there yet.
Our egos still get in the way.
We all want to be first,
We want the best seat in the house.
Abraham Lincoln said there are two boys. “I have three pieces of
candy, and each boy wants two.”
When Jesus lived on this earth, the twelve disciples walked with him
for three years. They heard him teach, they saw him
feed 5,000 with five loaves and two fish; the saw him
heal Bartimaeus, the man who was born blind. They saw him
raise Lazarus from the grave (and Lazarus was already dead for four days.
But there were some things they didn’t understand at first.
In the book of Matthew, the disciples James and John wanted to be
first. So their mother came to Jesus and asked, “Will you
declare one son will sit at your right and the other
one will sit at your left? Their self-importance got in their way.
James and John thought they were better than the other disciples.
The last week Jesus was here, he wrapped a towel around his waist,
got down on his knees and washed the disciples’ feet.
He taught them humility. He taught them—the most important
thing you can do is serve others.
One day Mahatma Ghandi got on the train. As he got on, he lost
a shoe. As the train was now moving, he quickly took off
the other shoe, and threw it out. His friend asked him, “Why
did you do that:” Ghandi said, “Whoever finds the shoe will
now have a pair.”
One day at Harvard University, a young rich student, came to campus. He was
unloading his car to take to the dorm. He saw a white haired man
in the parking lot and said, “Hey you there, take these boxes to my
room!” The man didn’t say anything, picked up the boxes and took
them to the room in the dorm. Several days later, at the assembly for
the new students, this spoiled young student sunk low in his seat. That man
with the white hair was now dressed in his suit welcoming the
new class of freshmen to Harvard University. He was the president.
Later the president came across that student and said, “I want to
remember, the most important thing you can do in this life is serve others.”
Jesus said, “Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.”
When we fully understand the essence of God, we will see the things of God.
When Sylvia and I were in Tampa, Florida to visit some friends, we also went
there for baseball
(and yes, we saw four games -- in Bradenton, Sarasota, Kissimmee,
Tampa), and every morning I went
for a walk. On the wall in the guest was an Irish blessing.
I thought it was appropriate. I leave this with you.
May the road rise to greet you,
May the wind be always on your back,
May the sun shine warm on your face,
May the rain fall soft on your field,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
Friday, June 3, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Baseball, Spring Training in Florida
BASEBALL AND MORE BASEBALL: Spring Training in Florida
by Dennis Ginoza March 24, 2011
Once baseball gets in your system, it seems to stay. As I travel around ball parks and I meet young and old, I find that the spirit of baseball has traversed generations. As a young boy, playing in the major leagues is a dream. There is much to the excitement of the game.
Last year, in early February, in Peoria, Arizona, I learned that the pitchers and the catchers are the first to arrive for spring training. A week later, the rest of the team arrive for their workouts. The veteran players are joined by many minor league players invited for the try outs. Over 70-80 players engage in every aspect of the game. I also learned that the roster is cut to 40 for the pre-season games and finally 25 for the major league season.
This year in early March, I saw baseball in another region—Florida. The fascination of the game continues. In Sarasota, Sylvia and I went to the home field of the Baltimore Orioles. For many years, It was the old training site for the Cincinnati Reds. There is no major parking lot so you scramble around looking for parking along the street or make shift parking areas made available. We found a dirt lot for $9.00. The Orioles were playing the Boston Red Sox.
As we stood singing the national anthem, the crowd went “Ohhh!” then continued to finish the song. I thought, “We must have missed something on the field when they went “Oh!” I asked the man next to me, “Did I miss something?” He laughed and said, “Here, they stressed the O for the Orioles” (in the line Oh say can you see?)
I was sitting next to two fans of early baseball. This guy next to me lived in New York and was a fan of the Giants. His favorite player was Willie Mays. In 1951, the Giants and the Brooklyn Dodgers were tied for the pennant and had a three game play-off series. They split the first two games. In the third game, the Dodgers were ahead 4-1 in the ninth. Dodger pitcher Don Newcombe showed tiredness so Ralph Blanca was called in. Giants Bobby Thompson hit a three run homer. “The Giants win the pennant!” This Giant fan saw it on television. It became known as the “ shot heard ‘round the world.”
We talked about Willie Mays of the Giants, Mickey Mantle of the Yankees, and Duke Snider of the Brooklyn Dodgers. They were three exciting ball players. So I asked him, did you see Stan Musial bat. He said, “Yes. Musial had an unusual stance.” “My friend here,” he says, “lived in St. Louis and went to the game with his father.” The friend said, “I saw Musial hit 5 home runs in two games. In those days, with one ticket you could see a double header. The day was May 2, 1954, against the Giants Musial also walked twice, hit a single, and drove in nine runs. He also told me, it was the Dodgers who gave the name to Musial, “Stan the Man.” When the St. Louis Cardinals came to Ebbetts Field in Brooklyn, the Dodgers fans would say, “The man is coming to town.”
Right there in Sarasota, the glory days of baseball was brought to light. It was an interesting day at the ball park. In the ninth inning, the game was tied, Orioles 4, Red Sox 4. In pre-season games, if tied, they played an extra inning. It remained tied.
When we learned that tickets in Florida are hard to come by, we ordered our tickets online to see the Yankees play. They have the most modern of stadiums with an updated scoreboard. The speed for every pitched ball is displayed, unlike the other stadiums. Sylvia decided not to go so my friend, Walt Prouty and I enjoyed the game from section 216, row O, 19 and 20, with a great view of the field.
Grammy Award Winner Kenny G played the National Anthem on his saxophone and holding a long note was a total treat! (When Sylvia heard this, she wished she had gone.) The Yankees played the Philadelphia Phillies. The Yankees looked good and the pitchers had a perfect game going through the fifth inning. Score: Yankees 7, Phillies 1. Sitting there in the stands, in the city of Tampa, having gone to Kissimmee, home of the Houston Astros, Sarasota, home of the Baltimore Orioles, and Bradenton, home of the Pittsburgh Pirates, it was clear to me that baseball, while a great sport, is a money game.
With curiosity, I decided to check the team budget for 2011. Here lies the difference:
The four highest: Yankees $206,738,389
Red Sox $160, 913, 333
Cubs $146,609,000
Phillies $142,728,379
The two lowest: Padres $ 38,199,300
Pirates $ 34,933,000
In Sun City Center where we were guests of our friends, Mary and Walt Prouty. We went to Ashton Gardens to hear a lecture by Professor Philip Leto III of Discovery University. His theme was: “Take Me Out to the Ball Game.” He is a professor of history, politics, international relations, and baseball.
As I mentioned earlier, the love of the game gets into you and it stays with you. Leto remembered the days when he went to the Tampa stadium to watch the Cincinnati Reds in their training camp. He has two broken bats, one from Roberto Clemente and the other from Johnny Bench.
He remembered well emulating Charlie Hustle,” Pete Rose.
When he was a young boy he asked Pete Rose for an autograph and Rose, in a hurry unkindly said, “Go to hell!” Pete broke Ty Cobb’s record of most career hits on September 11, 1985 before 47,237 fans at Riverfront Stadium in Cincinnati. He got his 4,190 hit breaking Ty Cobb’s career record. His career statistics and accomplishments stand out: Rookie of the Year, 17 All Star appearances, 3 World Series rings, 3 batting titles, and a 44 game hitting streak. In 1985 he was named by ABC’s Wide World of Sports as Athlete of the Year.
But, Pete Rose was banned from baseball for his addiction with gambling. Leto talked about how Rose never found a way to show remorse and regain public confidence. “He never learned to cry,” says Leto, jokingly yet seriously. One day Leto was out with his mother for dinner and he saw a Corvette drive up, a blonde got out, as did Pete Rose. Leto went up to Rose and told him how, as a kid,
Rose told him, “Go to hell.” Rose went to his car, got a 8 x 10 photo and signed it. Leto says, will you also write on it, “Go to hell.” Rose did. Rose, Leto said, now carries these photos to make up for what he did. This is another moment in baseball history.
When I was playing little league baseball, with the finest coach I ever had, he would have us go to the Pioneer Theater in Lahaina (Maui) to watch some Major League teams on film. One of them was the Cincinnati Reds. Our coach kept reminding us about hustling, just like Pete Rose. It became a fundamental tool of our game. One added thing—our coach always stressed the building of character, the importance of discipline, and putting your mind into the game.
Baseball for some, is a boring game. It is, if you aren’t aware of what is happening. However, when you realize it is a game of strategy, every pitch is carefully chosen, every play is based on all the complex variables, and every player is set on his toes, the game is intense and dynamic. When Ryan Howard of the Boston Red Sox hit a long drive into left field, on a windy day in Sarasota, the ball kept on going and going. Homerun! …And the fans cheered.
The fun of the game as much is in the stands. Every foul ball in the stands creates excitement. A kid catching a ball with his glove or one with his bare hands, will bring out cheers from the fans. At the Yankees George Steinbrenner Stadium in Tampa, an older Phillies fan, caught the ball with his cap. He was a few feet from us. The man was thrilled and he said, “I waited all my life for this.” His wife said, “We live just outside of Philadelphia, but we had to come to Florida for this.”
In Florida there are fifteen Major League baseball teams with spring training locations. Geographically they are more spread out than in Arizona. In the four stadiums that we visited, the winds were strong, so strong, fly balls that would have been homeruns were easily caught or some fly balls would turn into homeruns. At Bradenton, at the higher level, the wind almost took my cap. The coastal breeze from the keys have a cooling effect which is nice.
The following are the teams and their Florida locations:
Atlanta Braves Lake Buena Vista
Baltimore Orioles Sarasota
Boston Red Sox Fort Myers
Detroit Tigers Lakeland
Florida Marlins Jupiter
Houston Astros Kissimmee
Minnesota Twins Fort Myers
New York Mets Lucie
New York Yankees Tampa
Philadelphia Phillies Clearwater
St. Louis Cardinals Jupiter
Toronto Blue Jays Dunedin
Washington Nationals Viera
Tampa Rays Port Charlotte
Baseball is a changing game. Car travel was joined by train travel. Today the modern airplane has changed the game, television brought the game into the living room, digital technology is displayed on giant screens, the late fifties move by the Brooklyn Dodgers and the New York Giants expanded the game from the East to the West, there the color barrier was broken, expansion teams quickly followed, stadium lights moved day games to night games, one writer added the insight of “money ball,” the game of skill has become as much, hitting with power and pitching has been transformed with specialization (relief pitchers) . One thing has not changed, umpiring is still based on a judgment call without video replays.
When we hear, “Play ball!” it will stir us with an American tradition now world wide.
by Dennis Ginoza March 24, 2011
Once baseball gets in your system, it seems to stay. As I travel around ball parks and I meet young and old, I find that the spirit of baseball has traversed generations. As a young boy, playing in the major leagues is a dream. There is much to the excitement of the game.
Last year, in early February, in Peoria, Arizona, I learned that the pitchers and the catchers are the first to arrive for spring training. A week later, the rest of the team arrive for their workouts. The veteran players are joined by many minor league players invited for the try outs. Over 70-80 players engage in every aspect of the game. I also learned that the roster is cut to 40 for the pre-season games and finally 25 for the major league season.
This year in early March, I saw baseball in another region—Florida. The fascination of the game continues. In Sarasota, Sylvia and I went to the home field of the Baltimore Orioles. For many years, It was the old training site for the Cincinnati Reds. There is no major parking lot so you scramble around looking for parking along the street or make shift parking areas made available. We found a dirt lot for $9.00. The Orioles were playing the Boston Red Sox.
As we stood singing the national anthem, the crowd went “Ohhh!” then continued to finish the song. I thought, “We must have missed something on the field when they went “Oh!” I asked the man next to me, “Did I miss something?” He laughed and said, “Here, they stressed the O for the Orioles” (in the line Oh say can you see?)
I was sitting next to two fans of early baseball. This guy next to me lived in New York and was a fan of the Giants. His favorite player was Willie Mays. In 1951, the Giants and the Brooklyn Dodgers were tied for the pennant and had a three game play-off series. They split the first two games. In the third game, the Dodgers were ahead 4-1 in the ninth. Dodger pitcher Don Newcombe showed tiredness so Ralph Blanca was called in. Giants Bobby Thompson hit a three run homer. “The Giants win the pennant!” This Giant fan saw it on television. It became known as the “ shot heard ‘round the world.”
We talked about Willie Mays of the Giants, Mickey Mantle of the Yankees, and Duke Snider of the Brooklyn Dodgers. They were three exciting ball players. So I asked him, did you see Stan Musial bat. He said, “Yes. Musial had an unusual stance.” “My friend here,” he says, “lived in St. Louis and went to the game with his father.” The friend said, “I saw Musial hit 5 home runs in two games. In those days, with one ticket you could see a double header. The day was May 2, 1954, against the Giants Musial also walked twice, hit a single, and drove in nine runs. He also told me, it was the Dodgers who gave the name to Musial, “Stan the Man.” When the St. Louis Cardinals came to Ebbetts Field in Brooklyn, the Dodgers fans would say, “The man is coming to town.”
Right there in Sarasota, the glory days of baseball was brought to light. It was an interesting day at the ball park. In the ninth inning, the game was tied, Orioles 4, Red Sox 4. In pre-season games, if tied, they played an extra inning. It remained tied.
When we learned that tickets in Florida are hard to come by, we ordered our tickets online to see the Yankees play. They have the most modern of stadiums with an updated scoreboard. The speed for every pitched ball is displayed, unlike the other stadiums. Sylvia decided not to go so my friend, Walt Prouty and I enjoyed the game from section 216, row O, 19 and 20, with a great view of the field.
Grammy Award Winner Kenny G played the National Anthem on his saxophone and holding a long note was a total treat! (When Sylvia heard this, she wished she had gone.) The Yankees played the Philadelphia Phillies. The Yankees looked good and the pitchers had a perfect game going through the fifth inning. Score: Yankees 7, Phillies 1. Sitting there in the stands, in the city of Tampa, having gone to Kissimmee, home of the Houston Astros, Sarasota, home of the Baltimore Orioles, and Bradenton, home of the Pittsburgh Pirates, it was clear to me that baseball, while a great sport, is a money game.
With curiosity, I decided to check the team budget for 2011. Here lies the difference:
The four highest: Yankees $206,738,389
Red Sox $160, 913, 333
Cubs $146,609,000
Phillies $142,728,379
The two lowest: Padres $ 38,199,300
Pirates $ 34,933,000
In Sun City Center where we were guests of our friends, Mary and Walt Prouty. We went to Ashton Gardens to hear a lecture by Professor Philip Leto III of Discovery University. His theme was: “Take Me Out to the Ball Game.” He is a professor of history, politics, international relations, and baseball.
As I mentioned earlier, the love of the game gets into you and it stays with you. Leto remembered the days when he went to the Tampa stadium to watch the Cincinnati Reds in their training camp. He has two broken bats, one from Roberto Clemente and the other from Johnny Bench.
He remembered well emulating Charlie Hustle,” Pete Rose.
When he was a young boy he asked Pete Rose for an autograph and Rose, in a hurry unkindly said, “Go to hell!” Pete broke Ty Cobb’s record of most career hits on September 11, 1985 before 47,237 fans at Riverfront Stadium in Cincinnati. He got his 4,190 hit breaking Ty Cobb’s career record. His career statistics and accomplishments stand out: Rookie of the Year, 17 All Star appearances, 3 World Series rings, 3 batting titles, and a 44 game hitting streak. In 1985 he was named by ABC’s Wide World of Sports as Athlete of the Year.
But, Pete Rose was banned from baseball for his addiction with gambling. Leto talked about how Rose never found a way to show remorse and regain public confidence. “He never learned to cry,” says Leto, jokingly yet seriously. One day Leto was out with his mother for dinner and he saw a Corvette drive up, a blonde got out, as did Pete Rose. Leto went up to Rose and told him how, as a kid,
Rose told him, “Go to hell.” Rose went to his car, got a 8 x 10 photo and signed it. Leto says, will you also write on it, “Go to hell.” Rose did. Rose, Leto said, now carries these photos to make up for what he did. This is another moment in baseball history.
When I was playing little league baseball, with the finest coach I ever had, he would have us go to the Pioneer Theater in Lahaina (Maui) to watch some Major League teams on film. One of them was the Cincinnati Reds. Our coach kept reminding us about hustling, just like Pete Rose. It became a fundamental tool of our game. One added thing—our coach always stressed the building of character, the importance of discipline, and putting your mind into the game.
Baseball for some, is a boring game. It is, if you aren’t aware of what is happening. However, when you realize it is a game of strategy, every pitch is carefully chosen, every play is based on all the complex variables, and every player is set on his toes, the game is intense and dynamic. When Ryan Howard of the Boston Red Sox hit a long drive into left field, on a windy day in Sarasota, the ball kept on going and going. Homerun! …And the fans cheered.
The fun of the game as much is in the stands. Every foul ball in the stands creates excitement. A kid catching a ball with his glove or one with his bare hands, will bring out cheers from the fans. At the Yankees George Steinbrenner Stadium in Tampa, an older Phillies fan, caught the ball with his cap. He was a few feet from us. The man was thrilled and he said, “I waited all my life for this.” His wife said, “We live just outside of Philadelphia, but we had to come to Florida for this.”
In Florida there are fifteen Major League baseball teams with spring training locations. Geographically they are more spread out than in Arizona. In the four stadiums that we visited, the winds were strong, so strong, fly balls that would have been homeruns were easily caught or some fly balls would turn into homeruns. At Bradenton, at the higher level, the wind almost took my cap. The coastal breeze from the keys have a cooling effect which is nice.
The following are the teams and their Florida locations:
Atlanta Braves Lake Buena Vista
Baltimore Orioles Sarasota
Boston Red Sox Fort Myers
Detroit Tigers Lakeland
Florida Marlins Jupiter
Houston Astros Kissimmee
Minnesota Twins Fort Myers
New York Mets Lucie
New York Yankees Tampa
Philadelphia Phillies Clearwater
St. Louis Cardinals Jupiter
Toronto Blue Jays Dunedin
Washington Nationals Viera
Tampa Rays Port Charlotte
Baseball is a changing game. Car travel was joined by train travel. Today the modern airplane has changed the game, television brought the game into the living room, digital technology is displayed on giant screens, the late fifties move by the Brooklyn Dodgers and the New York Giants expanded the game from the East to the West, there the color barrier was broken, expansion teams quickly followed, stadium lights moved day games to night games, one writer added the insight of “money ball,” the game of skill has become as much, hitting with power and pitching has been transformed with specialization (relief pitchers) . One thing has not changed, umpiring is still based on a judgment call without video replays.
When we hear, “Play ball!” it will stir us with an American tradition now world wide.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
The Eighteenth Green
THE EIGHTEENTH GREEN
Farmer’s Insurance Open at Torrey Pines
January 26-30, 2011 by Dennis Ginoza
I always wanted to be a marshall at the golf tournament, but I couldn’t, I had to work. Finally, after I retired, I got my chance.
On Sunday, January 23, Joe Skoglund and I attended the Party with over 800 volunteers. At the meeting for marshalls, I got my cap, jacket, and assignment. Chris Christlieb, captain at the 18th green, earlier told me to request to be on his team. I was.
As marshalls, our essential job is to hold the crowd, keep them quiet with signs that say, “Quiet Please!” We raise both hands until the ball is driven or the putt is made. I worked at the crossways with the ropes, on the tee, down the fairway and at the green. It didn’t take me too long to catch on.
On Wednesday, it was the Pro-Am, five amateur golfers with a professional. Each golfer pays $6,500 to be privileged to play, I was told. It was a fun day, but a long one. The last group was teeing off as the sun was dipping. At 5:30 p.m. they were hitting the green. That’s when my day was done.
I thoroughly enjoyed visiting with the crowd. Chad works for Farmer’s Insurance and he told me he was asked to represent Farmer’s and walk with Phil Mikelson’s group. He said, “Phil is the friendliest guy. He talks to you.” This is not the case with all golfers. I met folks from Pittsburgh, Akron, Orlando, Yakima, Vancouver (Canada), Billings, Helena, Boise, Cortez (Colorado), and heard their golf stories.
Right after I had my lunch, I was walking back to the 18th on the sidewalk along the 17th. Something hit me in the back. What in the world? It was a golf ball. I turned around, the amateurs were on the fairway driving the ball. I learned right away, “Watch out for the amateurs.” I stayed there with the ball until another marshall from the 17th came. As marshalls we are to spot the ball, and guard it. I joked about how I would make a claim on my injury.
On the first three days, with the amateurs on Wednesday, the full list of pros competing on Thursday and Friday until the cut, both the north and south courses are utilized. When the cut is made, the top 72 chosen, then the competition is at the south course where we were.
Early on, we could see that John Daly wore his fancy pants, checkered yellow pants or green or red as was his last day. He had an entourage following him. Phil Mikelson had his entourage, being a San Diego native and favorite. Then there was Tiger Woods; he brought out the crowds.
On Friday, I worked the tee. When Tiger came, the crowds followed. The course around the tee, the fairway along the ropes, all the way to the green, was filled. As one of the marshalls told me, “He is a phenomenon.” He is. We waited until the gallery was filled, people waiting with excitement, at the 18th, par five, 570 yards to the pin, a waterway in front of the green. This was Friday, the second day; Tiger shot a three under the day before. There was anticipation and an intensity that has been unique only with Tiger. Soon after Tiger and his group finished their drive, the crowd moved like an ocean, toward the fairway and the green.
Every morning, as we gather for the day, we are given our assignment, our lunch ticket, and our pairing sheet. We have a schedule to follow. Being a rookie, as they call us first year guys, I had a lot to figure out myself, the closest restroom, where hospitality is, how to get to the 10th green or to the north course, how one catches the shuttle. When I didn’t know the answer, I told people: “I’m like the Sears guy, I know about refrigerators, but I don’t know about lawn mowers.” “But, I’ll know tomorrow.” Often I’d get a laugh. The golf crowd is generally nice, friendly, and patient.
On Saturday and Sunday, Captain Christlieb assigned me at the green, in front of the grandstand, just left of the CBS tower with its camera. Chris said, “Dennis, I will put you on the hill.” I could see every pro-golfer close-up. To my right was a bunker, to my left a ways, two other bunkers, in the front the beautiful green, just ahead of it, the treacherous waterway. On Saturday, the pin was a little to the right side, but on Sunday, it was moved to the center, and closer to the waterway. Remember, these are pro-golfers, the best in the world.
On Sunday, the last day, these were the pairings. Tiger was in group 12 with Brendan Steele and Greg Chambers. Saturday Tiger Woods slipped to a 74, two over while Thursday and Friday, he did better, 69 and 69.
The last two groups were the contenders, Group 2: Bubba Watson, Anthony Kim, and Jhonattan Vegas (the Venezuelan who had just won the Bob Hope Classic). In the last, Group l, were Phil Mikelson, Bill Haas, and Hunter Mahan.
On the hill where I was, all the cameras started to come around. What I learned, it was the prize spot. There must have been over 15 cameras to see the final putt. The gallery was crowded, the grandstands, the one in front of me, the one to the right of the CBS tower, and the third one just to left where I was, were full. It was fascinating drama.
Bubba Watson sank his 12 foot putt putting him 16 under. Vegas took a risk, went for the pin and hit the waterway. Then all eyes were on Phil Mikelson. Just 40 minutes earlier, we had a cloud burst. Cloud covered and chilly, the Farmer’s insurance Blimp just above, Mikelson knew he had to hit an eagle to tie with Bubba for a sudden death play-off. He had his caddy stand at the flag, and he strove for the eagle he needed. With a back spin, it landed on the green, rolled back but failed to drop. No eagle. He was very very close but as the crowd sighed an “Ohhh,” he was one short for a run off. Tim Sullivan of the San Diego Union describes it this way, after Bubba heard on the radio, Mikelson didn’t make his shot, “Bubba Watson’s eyes began to water.”
What a privilege it was for me to witness this final round, being right there, watching putts fall in, putts stopping just short by inches, and seeing the crowds respond with cheers, on one hand, and with disappointments on the other.
I was told prior that you don’t speak to pro-golfers unless they speak to you first. When Paul Stankowski from Flower Mound, Texas came to the 18th, to his ball in the bunker right in front of me, he walked toward me and said, “How’re you doing?” I smiled and said, “Best to you!” I put an asterisk next to his name. As he pitched from the bunker and drove his putt, in my mind, “I was wishing him well.” In golf, unlike many sports where cheering coincides with the action, golf has the quiet moments as the crowds wish the best for their favorites.
On the hill, as golfers moved on, the people yell out, “Ball! Ball!” One golfer threw the ball to a young girl, it hit the side wall so I went down to retrieve it. I gave it to the little girl. It was a moment, I am sure, she’ll remember for a long time.
When Mikelson, hit a spectator in the gallery, he checked to see if he was okay, autographed a glove, walked over and gave it to him. The goodwill brought smiles all around. At the 8th green, not far from the 18th, a woman was excited and said to me, Mikelson endorsed the Arithritis Society and she came to support him. From my perspective, believing that whatever our profession, we need to reach out with benevolence, there were heart-warming moments on the golf course.
In a final report, some 150,000 people attended the event. When Tiger Woods and Phil Mikelson announced that they were competing, it brought excitement and a large response to the Farmer’s Insurance Open. Tiger Woods didn’t fare well. Someone asked me if there were any jeers from the crowd, I said, “I didn’t see any.” In conversations with different people, we generally agreed that Tiger is an incredible golfer, the best in our time. However, he has much to overcome, he needs to set his life straight, and make up for his falling.
As a marshall, we are given a guest pass. I invited some friends to the tournament. They added some insights. Morgan Cadmus and Dawn Shaper told me that they took the bus at the Rancho Santa Fe Polo Grounds at no cost. (Buses are also provided from Qualcomm Stadium.) Dale Carlson followed Tiger Woods and he saw Tiger signing autographs for little kids; a good gesture. My neighbor Tiffany’s dad, Barry Oliver from New York, is an avid golfer and really wanted to go. He went down with me on Sunday and later his friend called him and said, “I saw you on television.”
When the tournament began, a young 18 year old by the name of Anthony Paolucci, was an unknown. He is a senior at La Jolla Country Day. He is an amateur who played with the pros and he did well. He was one of 18 golfers who didn’t have one round over par (70, 71, 72, 72), three under par. He has a pro-career ahead of him. He said, “I had a blast!” He’s not a pro yet so won’t collect the $33,814, but he will be remembered for his game.
THE TOP FIVE
Bubba Watson (71, 65, 69, 67) -16
Phil Mikelson (67, 69, 68, 69) -15
Dustin Johnson (69, 69, 68, 68) -13
Jhonathan Vegas (69, 69, 69, 68) -13
D.A. Points (73, 68, 68, 67) -12
At the closing ceremony, Bubba Watson was presented with a plaque, and new surf board (he has never surfed before but said, he might go out one day and paddle), and he received the winning check for $1,044,000. What I witnessed with golf, since the early days, it has become not just a game of skill, of mental attitude and concentration, but also a game of power. In the 18th, Bubba drove the ball 334 yards before approaching the green for his final shot.
Also at the ceremony, all the volunteers were thanked and Kathryn Mix was acknowledged for her 49 years of service. She plays golf every day and shared her motto: “Get up, get dressed, and get out.” She is 92 years old.
Life is a game, it has rules, it has challenges, it has rewards, it has accomplishments, it requires work, it needs goodwill, and it is what we make of it. In the years I have learned, winners believe they can win and they work and compete to the last second.
Farmer’s Insurance Open at Torrey Pines
January 26-30, 2011 by Dennis Ginoza
I always wanted to be a marshall at the golf tournament, but I couldn’t, I had to work. Finally, after I retired, I got my chance.
On Sunday, January 23, Joe Skoglund and I attended the Party with over 800 volunteers. At the meeting for marshalls, I got my cap, jacket, and assignment. Chris Christlieb, captain at the 18th green, earlier told me to request to be on his team. I was.
As marshalls, our essential job is to hold the crowd, keep them quiet with signs that say, “Quiet Please!” We raise both hands until the ball is driven or the putt is made. I worked at the crossways with the ropes, on the tee, down the fairway and at the green. It didn’t take me too long to catch on.
On Wednesday, it was the Pro-Am, five amateur golfers with a professional. Each golfer pays $6,500 to be privileged to play, I was told. It was a fun day, but a long one. The last group was teeing off as the sun was dipping. At 5:30 p.m. they were hitting the green. That’s when my day was done.
I thoroughly enjoyed visiting with the crowd. Chad works for Farmer’s Insurance and he told me he was asked to represent Farmer’s and walk with Phil Mikelson’s group. He said, “Phil is the friendliest guy. He talks to you.” This is not the case with all golfers. I met folks from Pittsburgh, Akron, Orlando, Yakima, Vancouver (Canada), Billings, Helena, Boise, Cortez (Colorado), and heard their golf stories.
Right after I had my lunch, I was walking back to the 18th on the sidewalk along the 17th. Something hit me in the back. What in the world? It was a golf ball. I turned around, the amateurs were on the fairway driving the ball. I learned right away, “Watch out for the amateurs.” I stayed there with the ball until another marshall from the 17th came. As marshalls we are to spot the ball, and guard it. I joked about how I would make a claim on my injury.
On the first three days, with the amateurs on Wednesday, the full list of pros competing on Thursday and Friday until the cut, both the north and south courses are utilized. When the cut is made, the top 72 chosen, then the competition is at the south course where we were.
Early on, we could see that John Daly wore his fancy pants, checkered yellow pants or green or red as was his last day. He had an entourage following him. Phil Mikelson had his entourage, being a San Diego native and favorite. Then there was Tiger Woods; he brought out the crowds.
On Friday, I worked the tee. When Tiger came, the crowds followed. The course around the tee, the fairway along the ropes, all the way to the green, was filled. As one of the marshalls told me, “He is a phenomenon.” He is. We waited until the gallery was filled, people waiting with excitement, at the 18th, par five, 570 yards to the pin, a waterway in front of the green. This was Friday, the second day; Tiger shot a three under the day before. There was anticipation and an intensity that has been unique only with Tiger. Soon after Tiger and his group finished their drive, the crowd moved like an ocean, toward the fairway and the green.
Every morning, as we gather for the day, we are given our assignment, our lunch ticket, and our pairing sheet. We have a schedule to follow. Being a rookie, as they call us first year guys, I had a lot to figure out myself, the closest restroom, where hospitality is, how to get to the 10th green or to the north course, how one catches the shuttle. When I didn’t know the answer, I told people: “I’m like the Sears guy, I know about refrigerators, but I don’t know about lawn mowers.” “But, I’ll know tomorrow.” Often I’d get a laugh. The golf crowd is generally nice, friendly, and patient.
On Saturday and Sunday, Captain Christlieb assigned me at the green, in front of the grandstand, just left of the CBS tower with its camera. Chris said, “Dennis, I will put you on the hill.” I could see every pro-golfer close-up. To my right was a bunker, to my left a ways, two other bunkers, in the front the beautiful green, just ahead of it, the treacherous waterway. On Saturday, the pin was a little to the right side, but on Sunday, it was moved to the center, and closer to the waterway. Remember, these are pro-golfers, the best in the world.
On Sunday, the last day, these were the pairings. Tiger was in group 12 with Brendan Steele and Greg Chambers. Saturday Tiger Woods slipped to a 74, two over while Thursday and Friday, he did better, 69 and 69.
The last two groups were the contenders, Group 2: Bubba Watson, Anthony Kim, and Jhonattan Vegas (the Venezuelan who had just won the Bob Hope Classic). In the last, Group l, were Phil Mikelson, Bill Haas, and Hunter Mahan.
On the hill where I was, all the cameras started to come around. What I learned, it was the prize spot. There must have been over 15 cameras to see the final putt. The gallery was crowded, the grandstands, the one in front of me, the one to the right of the CBS tower, and the third one just to left where I was, were full. It was fascinating drama.
Bubba Watson sank his 12 foot putt putting him 16 under. Vegas took a risk, went for the pin and hit the waterway. Then all eyes were on Phil Mikelson. Just 40 minutes earlier, we had a cloud burst. Cloud covered and chilly, the Farmer’s insurance Blimp just above, Mikelson knew he had to hit an eagle to tie with Bubba for a sudden death play-off. He had his caddy stand at the flag, and he strove for the eagle he needed. With a back spin, it landed on the green, rolled back but failed to drop. No eagle. He was very very close but as the crowd sighed an “Ohhh,” he was one short for a run off. Tim Sullivan of the San Diego Union describes it this way, after Bubba heard on the radio, Mikelson didn’t make his shot, “Bubba Watson’s eyes began to water.”
What a privilege it was for me to witness this final round, being right there, watching putts fall in, putts stopping just short by inches, and seeing the crowds respond with cheers, on one hand, and with disappointments on the other.
I was told prior that you don’t speak to pro-golfers unless they speak to you first. When Paul Stankowski from Flower Mound, Texas came to the 18th, to his ball in the bunker right in front of me, he walked toward me and said, “How’re you doing?” I smiled and said, “Best to you!” I put an asterisk next to his name. As he pitched from the bunker and drove his putt, in my mind, “I was wishing him well.” In golf, unlike many sports where cheering coincides with the action, golf has the quiet moments as the crowds wish the best for their favorites.
On the hill, as golfers moved on, the people yell out, “Ball! Ball!” One golfer threw the ball to a young girl, it hit the side wall so I went down to retrieve it. I gave it to the little girl. It was a moment, I am sure, she’ll remember for a long time.
When Mikelson, hit a spectator in the gallery, he checked to see if he was okay, autographed a glove, walked over and gave it to him. The goodwill brought smiles all around. At the 8th green, not far from the 18th, a woman was excited and said to me, Mikelson endorsed the Arithritis Society and she came to support him. From my perspective, believing that whatever our profession, we need to reach out with benevolence, there were heart-warming moments on the golf course.
In a final report, some 150,000 people attended the event. When Tiger Woods and Phil Mikelson announced that they were competing, it brought excitement and a large response to the Farmer’s Insurance Open. Tiger Woods didn’t fare well. Someone asked me if there were any jeers from the crowd, I said, “I didn’t see any.” In conversations with different people, we generally agreed that Tiger is an incredible golfer, the best in our time. However, he has much to overcome, he needs to set his life straight, and make up for his falling.
As a marshall, we are given a guest pass. I invited some friends to the tournament. They added some insights. Morgan Cadmus and Dawn Shaper told me that they took the bus at the Rancho Santa Fe Polo Grounds at no cost. (Buses are also provided from Qualcomm Stadium.) Dale Carlson followed Tiger Woods and he saw Tiger signing autographs for little kids; a good gesture. My neighbor Tiffany’s dad, Barry Oliver from New York, is an avid golfer and really wanted to go. He went down with me on Sunday and later his friend called him and said, “I saw you on television.”
When the tournament began, a young 18 year old by the name of Anthony Paolucci, was an unknown. He is a senior at La Jolla Country Day. He is an amateur who played with the pros and he did well. He was one of 18 golfers who didn’t have one round over par (70, 71, 72, 72), three under par. He has a pro-career ahead of him. He said, “I had a blast!” He’s not a pro yet so won’t collect the $33,814, but he will be remembered for his game.
THE TOP FIVE
Bubba Watson (71, 65, 69, 67) -16
Phil Mikelson (67, 69, 68, 69) -15
Dustin Johnson (69, 69, 68, 68) -13
Jhonathan Vegas (69, 69, 69, 68) -13
D.A. Points (73, 68, 68, 67) -12
At the closing ceremony, Bubba Watson was presented with a plaque, and new surf board (he has never surfed before but said, he might go out one day and paddle), and he received the winning check for $1,044,000. What I witnessed with golf, since the early days, it has become not just a game of skill, of mental attitude and concentration, but also a game of power. In the 18th, Bubba drove the ball 334 yards before approaching the green for his final shot.
Also at the ceremony, all the volunteers were thanked and Kathryn Mix was acknowledged for her 49 years of service. She plays golf every day and shared her motto: “Get up, get dressed, and get out.” She is 92 years old.
Life is a game, it has rules, it has challenges, it has rewards, it has accomplishments, it requires work, it needs goodwill, and it is what we make of it. In the years I have learned, winners believe they can win and they work and compete to the last second.
Friday, January 21, 2011
Hope Will Not Disappoint You
HOPE WILL NOT DISAPPOINT YOU
Romans 5:1-5
January 16, 2011 2:00 p.m. Chapel Service
Preached at Monserate Mobile Home Park, Fallbrook, CA
On the door of the store there was a sign that said:
“If we’re not open,
we’re closed.”
Some people are open,
some people are closed.
Some people get it, and
some people don’t.
Some people are wise,
some people are foolish.
Some people really believe,
and some people don’t.
Now, which are you?
In the book of Proverbs, chapter one, verse seven,
the writer says:
“The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge.”
When I was getting ready for college, my travel agent said to me,
“Dennis, why don’t you do what we did.” “Take
the Greyhound bus to Iowa. You’ll see a lot of
interesting country.” …And that’s what I did …..and
I met some interesting people.”
I got on the bus in San Francisco and when we stopped in
Sacramento, a man took the seat next to me.
“How’re you doing, young man? Where are you headed?
“Iowa for college,” I said. “Good for you…” and our
conversation went on. He was a retired firefighter.
When we got to Truckee, we stopped for dinner. “Young
man,” he said, “dinner’s on me!” I’ll never forget that guy.
The first point I want to make is: THERE IS GOODNESS ALL AROUND.
If you look for goodness, you’ll find goodness.
If you look for the bad, you’ll find the bad.
It took the disciples three years to figure this out.
Even in the last week of Jesus’ life, the disciples
were puzzled about what Jesus was talking about.
Finally, finally, when Jesus was resurrected, they understood.
Jesus taught them, the answer is at your fingertips.
Just believe! Have faith!
“Ask, and it will be given you, seek and you will
find, knock and the door will be opened to you.”
How many of you were born before 1940?
Tom Brokaw calls you, “The Greatest Generation.”
You saw the world in crisis (the Great Depressison),
You saw the world at war (World War II)
You saw the world giving everything they had,
You saw that GOODNESS prevailed.
(The Allies defeated the Axis nations)
Do I hear an Amen?
Today, we hold in our thoughts the people of Tucson as
they recover from grief. Six people were killed;
Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords is making a remarkable
recovery. If there is one thing that happened, the
tragedy brought out the goodness of people.
When Holden Charles Hollom saw a mugger knock down a
tourist and take her purse, he jumped to action.
A taxi driver in San Francisco, he went after the mugger.
He pressed the man against the wall with his cab, breaking
the man’s leg.
The mugger, Ocie McClure, was found guilty of robbery and
received ten years in prison. Then he filed suit against
the taxi driver for his broken leg. The jury decided that
the driver used excessive force and ordered Hollom, the
cab driver to pay McClure $24,595.
There was an outcry in the city of San Francisco. Through a
local radio station, they raised $25,000 within a week.
The cab driver Hollom said, “I would do exactly the
same thing.”
How many of you were born in California?
How many of you were born east of the Mississippi?
How many of you were born west of the Mississippi?
Where were you all born?
Welcome to the best weather in the world.
This morning I have entitled my sermon,
“Hope Will Not Disappoint You.”
Kennon Callahan, once said, people are looking for
two things—Home and Hope.
Remember Saul of Tarsus. He was a mean guy, a Pharisee.
He was a persecutor of Christians. When Stephen
was being stoned outside the walls of Jerusalem, Paul
stood at the gate of the city, nodding with approval.
Then, miracles of miracles, Paul gave his heart of
Christ. As Mark Trotter wrote, “Grace All the Way Home.”
In Romans, Paul wrote, “We also boast in our sufferings..
suffering produces endurance,
endurance produces character,
character produces hope,
and hope does not disappoint us.” (Romans 5:3-5)
When our older son Jeremy was in the eighth grade, we
almost lost him from school. I was pastor of the First
United Methodist Church in Reseda, in San Fernando
Valley. One day, Jeremy said, “I don’t have any friends.”
He had a good friend Richard, but Richard lived in
North Hollywood. Jeremy lost 30 days of school that
year. He didn’t want to ride the bus
anymore, so every morning from February to June, I
drove him to school … and I’m not a morning person.
We me with all his teachers and they said, “If Jeremy is
late, just write a note saying, “Please excuse Jeremy for
being tardy this morning.” I don’t know how many tardy
notes I had written. They all knew Jeremy was a good student.
Jeremy suffered, his mom suffered, and his dad suffered;
we all suffered.
In every story, there is a silver lining. That year, Jeremy wrote an
essay on Martin Luther King. His essay was so good, it was
entered in the city wide essay contest. Out of 300 eighth
grade essays, his was chosen and the best. He and several
others were honored at an Awards assembly on the campus of
USC. Today, Jeremy is a medical doctor in osteopathic medicine.
He is almost done with his residence. He and his wife Melanie
are in Yakima, Washington. In January last year, he delivered
the first baby that was born in Yakima. When he was in Kenya,
working at a hospital, he delivered his first baby. Melanie just
finished her teaching credentials and now is student teaching.
Suffering produces endurance,
endurance produces character,
character produces hope,
and hope does not disappoint us.
When Charles Colson was in prison, it was a difficult time for
him. In his book, “Born Again,” he said there was one
Psalm that gave him strength. Psalm 27. Listen.
The Lord is my light and my
salvation;
whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of
my life;
of whom shall I be afraid?
…I believe that I shall see the
goodness of the Lord
in the land of the living.
Wait for the Lord;
be strong, and let your heart
take courage;
wait for the Lord. (27:13,14)
Jesus said, “Come to me all ye who labor and are heavy laden and I will give
you rest. …For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matt. 11:28,30)
Let me tell you about a man who was born in Port Huron, Michigan.
His IQ was measured at 81. The school master called him slow.
At an early age he caught scarlet fever. At the age of 12, he
lost much of his hearing. To the schoolmaster his mother said, “Hogwash!”
Actually, that’s my word. His mother believed in him and stayed with
him. This man changed America. In 1877 he invented the
phonograph. In 1879 he invented the light bulb. His name –
you guessed it, “Thomas Alva Edison.”
Let me close with this: I have here two horseshoes joined by chains
with a ring. How many of you believe you can get this ring off?
(I did!) Jesus said, “With God all things are possible.”
Romans 5:1-5
January 16, 2011 2:00 p.m. Chapel Service
Preached at Monserate Mobile Home Park, Fallbrook, CA
On the door of the store there was a sign that said:
“If we’re not open,
we’re closed.”
Some people are open,
some people are closed.
Some people get it, and
some people don’t.
Some people are wise,
some people are foolish.
Some people really believe,
and some people don’t.
Now, which are you?
In the book of Proverbs, chapter one, verse seven,
the writer says:
“The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge.”
When I was getting ready for college, my travel agent said to me,
“Dennis, why don’t you do what we did.” “Take
the Greyhound bus to Iowa. You’ll see a lot of
interesting country.” …And that’s what I did …..and
I met some interesting people.”
I got on the bus in San Francisco and when we stopped in
Sacramento, a man took the seat next to me.
“How’re you doing, young man? Where are you headed?
“Iowa for college,” I said. “Good for you…” and our
conversation went on. He was a retired firefighter.
When we got to Truckee, we stopped for dinner. “Young
man,” he said, “dinner’s on me!” I’ll never forget that guy.
The first point I want to make is: THERE IS GOODNESS ALL AROUND.
If you look for goodness, you’ll find goodness.
If you look for the bad, you’ll find the bad.
It took the disciples three years to figure this out.
Even in the last week of Jesus’ life, the disciples
were puzzled about what Jesus was talking about.
Finally, finally, when Jesus was resurrected, they understood.
Jesus taught them, the answer is at your fingertips.
Just believe! Have faith!
“Ask, and it will be given you, seek and you will
find, knock and the door will be opened to you.”
How many of you were born before 1940?
Tom Brokaw calls you, “The Greatest Generation.”
You saw the world in crisis (the Great Depressison),
You saw the world at war (World War II)
You saw the world giving everything they had,
You saw that GOODNESS prevailed.
(The Allies defeated the Axis nations)
Do I hear an Amen?
Today, we hold in our thoughts the people of Tucson as
they recover from grief. Six people were killed;
Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords is making a remarkable
recovery. If there is one thing that happened, the
tragedy brought out the goodness of people.
When Holden Charles Hollom saw a mugger knock down a
tourist and take her purse, he jumped to action.
A taxi driver in San Francisco, he went after the mugger.
He pressed the man against the wall with his cab, breaking
the man’s leg.
The mugger, Ocie McClure, was found guilty of robbery and
received ten years in prison. Then he filed suit against
the taxi driver for his broken leg. The jury decided that
the driver used excessive force and ordered Hollom, the
cab driver to pay McClure $24,595.
There was an outcry in the city of San Francisco. Through a
local radio station, they raised $25,000 within a week.
The cab driver Hollom said, “I would do exactly the
same thing.”
How many of you were born in California?
How many of you were born east of the Mississippi?
How many of you were born west of the Mississippi?
Where were you all born?
Welcome to the best weather in the world.
This morning I have entitled my sermon,
“Hope Will Not Disappoint You.”
Kennon Callahan, once said, people are looking for
two things—Home and Hope.
Remember Saul of Tarsus. He was a mean guy, a Pharisee.
He was a persecutor of Christians. When Stephen
was being stoned outside the walls of Jerusalem, Paul
stood at the gate of the city, nodding with approval.
Then, miracles of miracles, Paul gave his heart of
Christ. As Mark Trotter wrote, “Grace All the Way Home.”
In Romans, Paul wrote, “We also boast in our sufferings..
suffering produces endurance,
endurance produces character,
character produces hope,
and hope does not disappoint us.” (Romans 5:3-5)
When our older son Jeremy was in the eighth grade, we
almost lost him from school. I was pastor of the First
United Methodist Church in Reseda, in San Fernando
Valley. One day, Jeremy said, “I don’t have any friends.”
He had a good friend Richard, but Richard lived in
North Hollywood. Jeremy lost 30 days of school that
year. He didn’t want to ride the bus
anymore, so every morning from February to June, I
drove him to school … and I’m not a morning person.
We me with all his teachers and they said, “If Jeremy is
late, just write a note saying, “Please excuse Jeremy for
being tardy this morning.” I don’t know how many tardy
notes I had written. They all knew Jeremy was a good student.
Jeremy suffered, his mom suffered, and his dad suffered;
we all suffered.
In every story, there is a silver lining. That year, Jeremy wrote an
essay on Martin Luther King. His essay was so good, it was
entered in the city wide essay contest. Out of 300 eighth
grade essays, his was chosen and the best. He and several
others were honored at an Awards assembly on the campus of
USC. Today, Jeremy is a medical doctor in osteopathic medicine.
He is almost done with his residence. He and his wife Melanie
are in Yakima, Washington. In January last year, he delivered
the first baby that was born in Yakima. When he was in Kenya,
working at a hospital, he delivered his first baby. Melanie just
finished her teaching credentials and now is student teaching.
Suffering produces endurance,
endurance produces character,
character produces hope,
and hope does not disappoint us.
When Charles Colson was in prison, it was a difficult time for
him. In his book, “Born Again,” he said there was one
Psalm that gave him strength. Psalm 27. Listen.
The Lord is my light and my
salvation;
whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of
my life;
of whom shall I be afraid?
…I believe that I shall see the
goodness of the Lord
in the land of the living.
Wait for the Lord;
be strong, and let your heart
take courage;
wait for the Lord. (27:13,14)
Jesus said, “Come to me all ye who labor and are heavy laden and I will give
you rest. …For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matt. 11:28,30)
Let me tell you about a man who was born in Port Huron, Michigan.
His IQ was measured at 81. The school master called him slow.
At an early age he caught scarlet fever. At the age of 12, he
lost much of his hearing. To the schoolmaster his mother said, “Hogwash!”
Actually, that’s my word. His mother believed in him and stayed with
him. This man changed America. In 1877 he invented the
phonograph. In 1879 he invented the light bulb. His name –
you guessed it, “Thomas Alva Edison.”
Let me close with this: I have here two horseshoes joined by chains
with a ring. How many of you believe you can get this ring off?
(I did!) Jesus said, “With God all things are possible.”
Saturday, January 8, 2011
All Things New
“ALL THINGS NEW”
Revelation 21:1-7
January 2, 2011 Ramona United Methodist Church
Dr. Dennis Ginoza
This morning, I want to begin by talking about time.
Time is a gift – a gift of God.
We see time in three ways – yesterday, today, and tomorrow:
But time is a funny thing – it slips away, we get our days mixed up,
or we just can’t remember.
How many of you remember who won the Super Bowl three years
ago? 2007? Anybody? Who played? Let me tell you—
Indianapolis Colts beat the Chicago Bears (29-17).
How many of you remember who won the World Series five years ago?
Who cares, huh? Anybody?
The Chicago White Sox swept the Houston Atros in four games.
How do I remember these? I don’t. I looked them up.
Remember, time is a gift of God.
In time we live, we learn, and we grow.
In time the things that impact us—we never forget.
When I was six years old, on the first day of school, the movie theater
in our village burnt down. Sunday, the night before, I had gone to
a friend’s birthday party. His father who operated the projector
got us in the theater for free. Guess what the movie was:
“Flaming Arrow.”
When I was 14, I graduated from the 8th grade. For the graduation
ceremony I bought my first pair of shoes. Our dress shoes
were a pair of flip flops (we called those slippers). You see, on the island
of Maui, we all went barefoot.
When I was a senior in high school, our baseball team won the Maui
island championship for the first time since 16 years.
We thought we could win the state tournament, we thought.
Well … almost. I’ll tell you what was exciting, playing the old Honolulu stadium:
when you hear the crack of the bat, it echoes in the whole stadium.
I was a shortstop and I’ll what’s also exciting, making a double play.
Remember, time is a gift of God.
I have here a string and a letter opener. What I have here is
a pendulum. Is there some one with a watch. Would you
keep time for me? We’re all going to count to twelve and
when we get to twelve, tell us how we did.
Would you all count with me? 1 .. 2 .. 3 .. 10 .. 11 .. 12!
What we have is sidereal time. Sidereal time is the measurement of
the movement of the planets. The earth rotates on its
axis and it takes 24 hours to make a complete rotation. (The
circumference of the earth is 24,901.55 miles). That’s
how we get our second, minutes, hours, and days.
The earth revolves around the sun and completes that revolution
every 365 days. Actually, it takes 365 days and six hours.
…So every fourth year, we add 24 hours to balance the
calendar. We do that on February 29. (Is there any one here
born on February 29?)
The Greeks speak of two kinds of time – chronos and kairos.
Chronos can be defined as the time of physics. Like I mentioned,
(seconds and minutes and hours and days.)
Kairos is God’s time. One author calls it metaphysical time.
I have entitled my sermon for today – ALL THINGS NEW.
In the end of days, Revelation teaches us,
there will be a new heaven and a new earth.
Crying will be no more, pain will be now more
All things will be New!
Let us for a moment walk in God’s time.
The Book of Genesis teaches us that God created the world
in six days, and on the seventh day, God rested.
God said: “Let there be light and there was light and
God saw that it was good.” Genesis 1:3
The first lesson we all must learn is: Everything we have
is meant for good.” That is a really hard lesson for us to learn.
In the book of Ezekiel (if you have your Bibles please turn to Ezekiel
chapter 36 verse 26). Listen to the prophet Ezekiel:
“A new heart I will give you; and a new spirit I will put within you;
I will remove from your body the heart of stone and give you a
heart of flesh.”
Now let’s looks at the prophet Jeremiah, chapter 31, verse 33. Listen
to Jeremiah:
“I will put my law within them, I will write it on their
hearts; I will be their God, and they shall be my people.”
In Isaiah (9:6) he brings to us great hope.
If things are bad for you, just hold on one more day,
or two … but hold one. Isaiah said, “For unto us a child is born,
a son is given.”
This is the Second Lesson:
All things will be new.
On Easter morn when Mary Magdalene and the other
Mary went to the tomb, according to Matthew, there
was an earthquake. (We in California know what an
earthquake is, don’t we?”
Then they saw and angel came down and rolled
the stone away and told them. “Jesus is not here,
for he has been raised.” And we say: Hallelujah!
Just a few hours ago, in New York City the ball dropped
down at Times Square – let me say to you,
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
I have here twelve pennies. I am going to give this
to twelve of you. I just want us all to know,
Jesus took only twelve guys – twelve disciples to
change the world.
(Pass out the pennies)
There were twelve disciples. We tend to forget who they
were. Would you repeat their names with me. (People
repeat each name).
Peter, Andrew
James … and John
Matthew, Philip
James son of Alphaeus, Simon the Cananean
Bartholomew (or Nathaniel), Thaddeus
Thomas …Judas
(Oops! I thought I had twelve pennies, but I have one more,
an extra one. Did I miss a disciple? I guess not. …But
I have an extra penny. Oh! Actually there was another
disciple. When Judas fell away, another disciple was chosen.
His name was Matthias. (God does work in mysterious ways.)
Jesus taught us that the greatest commandment is to love
God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with
all your mind. Then he said, the second is like this—
Love your neighbor as yourself.
One day Mahatma Ghandi was getting on a train and he
lost a shoe. He took off his other shoe and threw
it off the train. His companion asked, “Why did you do that?
He said, “So whoever finds the shoe will have a pair.
In the years, as a pastor and as Christian, I learned that a little kindness will
go a long ways. When I was serving the church in
Chula Vista and homeless man would come to the office
for help. I helped him with food and I gave him time. I
listened to his troubles.
Weeks later, we got the news that the Episcopal Church was
burned down. The arsonist was that homeless man. One day
I got a letter from the prison in Otay Mesa, from that homeless
man. He said, “Can you come and see me?” I did. When I
visited with him, he said, “You were the only one who was
kind with me.”
When Jim Stovall was 30 years old, he lost his sight completely. He thought
his world had come to an end. But he never lost his spark for
life. He was a weight lifter who learned that through visualization, he
could lift 500 pounds. He decided he wanted to produce movies for
the blind. He realized that blind persons hear the dialogue, but they
cannot see the scenes. To do this he had to find a way to add a narrative track to
describe the scenes in a movie. The experts told him, it’s not possible,
and it’s not worth his time. He worked at and today he is president
of Narrative Network Television to make movies available to some
13 million blind and visually impaired person. His book title is: “You
Don’t Have to Be Blind to See.”
Jim Stovall says, “Belief gives rise to Values,
give rise to Desires,
give rise to Effort and Energy,
give rise to Accomplishment.”
When I was working at the First United Methodist Church, I met Richard Ruby.
He was the custodian. I used to help him move tables and
chairs. And whenever he had a chance, he wanted to talk
about religion. He told me he wanted to be a pastor. It didn’t
seem possible because the didn’t even have a college education.
After I left Hawaii, I lost contact with Richard Ruby.
Several years later, my wife and I were traveling in the Holy Land.
In Jerusalem we had got lost along the Via Dolorosa so we were the last
ones in our group to get to the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. That’s
another story. When we walked through the doors, to my right
and I saw a priest in a black robe with a silver cross hanging from his neck.
I recognized him. I called out, “Richard Ruby.” It was him. He was now
a priest with the Eastern Orthodox Church. I was amazed and I was happy
for him. Jesus said, “With God all things are possible.”
Whoever you are, whatever your circumstance,
as impossible as it might be – in the end – remember: With God all
things are possible.
And God said, “See, I am making all things new!
Revelation 21:1-7
January 2, 2011 Ramona United Methodist Church
Dr. Dennis Ginoza
This morning, I want to begin by talking about time.
Time is a gift – a gift of God.
We see time in three ways – yesterday, today, and tomorrow:
But time is a funny thing – it slips away, we get our days mixed up,
or we just can’t remember.
How many of you remember who won the Super Bowl three years
ago? 2007? Anybody? Who played? Let me tell you—
Indianapolis Colts beat the Chicago Bears (29-17).
How many of you remember who won the World Series five years ago?
Who cares, huh? Anybody?
The Chicago White Sox swept the Houston Atros in four games.
How do I remember these? I don’t. I looked them up.
Remember, time is a gift of God.
In time we live, we learn, and we grow.
In time the things that impact us—we never forget.
When I was six years old, on the first day of school, the movie theater
in our village burnt down. Sunday, the night before, I had gone to
a friend’s birthday party. His father who operated the projector
got us in the theater for free. Guess what the movie was:
“Flaming Arrow.”
When I was 14, I graduated from the 8th grade. For the graduation
ceremony I bought my first pair of shoes. Our dress shoes
were a pair of flip flops (we called those slippers). You see, on the island
of Maui, we all went barefoot.
When I was a senior in high school, our baseball team won the Maui
island championship for the first time since 16 years.
We thought we could win the state tournament, we thought.
Well … almost. I’ll tell you what was exciting, playing the old Honolulu stadium:
when you hear the crack of the bat, it echoes in the whole stadium.
I was a shortstop and I’ll what’s also exciting, making a double play.
Remember, time is a gift of God.
I have here a string and a letter opener. What I have here is
a pendulum. Is there some one with a watch. Would you
keep time for me? We’re all going to count to twelve and
when we get to twelve, tell us how we did.
Would you all count with me? 1 .. 2 .. 3 .. 10 .. 11 .. 12!
What we have is sidereal time. Sidereal time is the measurement of
the movement of the planets. The earth rotates on its
axis and it takes 24 hours to make a complete rotation. (The
circumference of the earth is 24,901.55 miles). That’s
how we get our second, minutes, hours, and days.
The earth revolves around the sun and completes that revolution
every 365 days. Actually, it takes 365 days and six hours.
…So every fourth year, we add 24 hours to balance the
calendar. We do that on February 29. (Is there any one here
born on February 29?)
The Greeks speak of two kinds of time – chronos and kairos.
Chronos can be defined as the time of physics. Like I mentioned,
(seconds and minutes and hours and days.)
Kairos is God’s time. One author calls it metaphysical time.
I have entitled my sermon for today – ALL THINGS NEW.
In the end of days, Revelation teaches us,
there will be a new heaven and a new earth.
Crying will be no more, pain will be now more
All things will be New!
Let us for a moment walk in God’s time.
The Book of Genesis teaches us that God created the world
in six days, and on the seventh day, God rested.
God said: “Let there be light and there was light and
God saw that it was good.” Genesis 1:3
The first lesson we all must learn is: Everything we have
is meant for good.” That is a really hard lesson for us to learn.
In the book of Ezekiel (if you have your Bibles please turn to Ezekiel
chapter 36 verse 26). Listen to the prophet Ezekiel:
“A new heart I will give you; and a new spirit I will put within you;
I will remove from your body the heart of stone and give you a
heart of flesh.”
Now let’s looks at the prophet Jeremiah, chapter 31, verse 33. Listen
to Jeremiah:
“I will put my law within them, I will write it on their
hearts; I will be their God, and they shall be my people.”
In Isaiah (9:6) he brings to us great hope.
If things are bad for you, just hold on one more day,
or two … but hold one. Isaiah said, “For unto us a child is born,
a son is given.”
This is the Second Lesson:
All things will be new.
On Easter morn when Mary Magdalene and the other
Mary went to the tomb, according to Matthew, there
was an earthquake. (We in California know what an
earthquake is, don’t we?”
Then they saw and angel came down and rolled
the stone away and told them. “Jesus is not here,
for he has been raised.” And we say: Hallelujah!
Just a few hours ago, in New York City the ball dropped
down at Times Square – let me say to you,
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
I have here twelve pennies. I am going to give this
to twelve of you. I just want us all to know,
Jesus took only twelve guys – twelve disciples to
change the world.
(Pass out the pennies)
There were twelve disciples. We tend to forget who they
were. Would you repeat their names with me. (People
repeat each name).
Peter, Andrew
James … and John
Matthew, Philip
James son of Alphaeus, Simon the Cananean
Bartholomew (or Nathaniel), Thaddeus
Thomas …Judas
(Oops! I thought I had twelve pennies, but I have one more,
an extra one. Did I miss a disciple? I guess not. …But
I have an extra penny. Oh! Actually there was another
disciple. When Judas fell away, another disciple was chosen.
His name was Matthias. (God does work in mysterious ways.)
Jesus taught us that the greatest commandment is to love
God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with
all your mind. Then he said, the second is like this—
Love your neighbor as yourself.
One day Mahatma Ghandi was getting on a train and he
lost a shoe. He took off his other shoe and threw
it off the train. His companion asked, “Why did you do that?
He said, “So whoever finds the shoe will have a pair.
In the years, as a pastor and as Christian, I learned that a little kindness will
go a long ways. When I was serving the church in
Chula Vista and homeless man would come to the office
for help. I helped him with food and I gave him time. I
listened to his troubles.
Weeks later, we got the news that the Episcopal Church was
burned down. The arsonist was that homeless man. One day
I got a letter from the prison in Otay Mesa, from that homeless
man. He said, “Can you come and see me?” I did. When I
visited with him, he said, “You were the only one who was
kind with me.”
When Jim Stovall was 30 years old, he lost his sight completely. He thought
his world had come to an end. But he never lost his spark for
life. He was a weight lifter who learned that through visualization, he
could lift 500 pounds. He decided he wanted to produce movies for
the blind. He realized that blind persons hear the dialogue, but they
cannot see the scenes. To do this he had to find a way to add a narrative track to
describe the scenes in a movie. The experts told him, it’s not possible,
and it’s not worth his time. He worked at and today he is president
of Narrative Network Television to make movies available to some
13 million blind and visually impaired person. His book title is: “You
Don’t Have to Be Blind to See.”
Jim Stovall says, “Belief gives rise to Values,
give rise to Desires,
give rise to Effort and Energy,
give rise to Accomplishment.”
When I was working at the First United Methodist Church, I met Richard Ruby.
He was the custodian. I used to help him move tables and
chairs. And whenever he had a chance, he wanted to talk
about religion. He told me he wanted to be a pastor. It didn’t
seem possible because the didn’t even have a college education.
After I left Hawaii, I lost contact with Richard Ruby.
Several years later, my wife and I were traveling in the Holy Land.
In Jerusalem we had got lost along the Via Dolorosa so we were the last
ones in our group to get to the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. That’s
another story. When we walked through the doors, to my right
and I saw a priest in a black robe with a silver cross hanging from his neck.
I recognized him. I called out, “Richard Ruby.” It was him. He was now
a priest with the Eastern Orthodox Church. I was amazed and I was happy
for him. Jesus said, “With God all things are possible.”
Whoever you are, whatever your circumstance,
as impossible as it might be – in the end – remember: With God all
things are possible.
And God said, “See, I am making all things new!
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