Maps, Markers, Gauges and Nav Lights (Part 1)

Have you ever embarked on an incredible adventure and encountered the unexpected in route to your destination? Sometimes, if you are like me, we focus on the destination and not the journey.

A few weeks ago one of my best friends bought a sailboat from an individual who lived on Watts Bar Lake near Ten Mile, TN. For those of you who don’t have a clue where Ten Mile is, we were told it is about 60 miles by water to Concord Yacht Club (CYC) on Fort Loudon Lake near Knoxville. First problem, but not really for us experienced motor boaters, is this is a fairly large sailboat at 34 feet long and trailering it home to CYC is not an option. So, an opportunity for an adventure (and we do love an adventure) lies ahead for us. So, we will just pilot it up the Tennessee River to its new home.

A few days before we are scheduled to meet the previous owner to pick up the boat, we do what any other experienced boaters would do; we make a list. This list included questions for the previous owner, a list of food supplies and refreshments for the long voyage, and any other necessities like maps, life jackets, flashlights, and fuel. You may be wandering about the fuel need, because after all this is a sailboat. The sails are all new, but not rigged up yet for sailing. Fortunately for us, as we do not have a lot of sailing experience, the boat can be motored via a small diesel inboard motor. Now we are talking, this baby has a motor. This motor will push the boat along at a crisp 5 to 7 miles per hour. At 60 miles going against the current and wind, it’s going to be a long day. But what could be better than 4 seasoned boating friends spending an entire sunny day together in a boat on the water like we had done so many times before.
We have now picked up all of our supplies and after much anticipation, the day finally arrives. We decided to set out early (about 7:00 am) for Ten Mile since we are estimating about 11 to 12 hours for the trip, which includes some time to pass through the lock at Fort Loudon Dam. Now after spending some time going through our initial pre-boating check, we were ready for departure to go get fuel and fresh water at a marina very near where we picked the boat up. After filling the boat up with fuel and fresh water and loading all our gear, we headed out about 10:00 am, a little later than planned, but hey, we were on our way.

Being the experienced boater that I am, and given the fact that I am not real familiar with Watts Bar Lake or that portion of the TN River, I mapped out our route on the lake map that my wife had encouraged me to pick up. Now I assumed that the Watts Bar Lake map ended where the Fort Loudon Lake map begins at the Fort Loudon Dam and Lock, but it was several hours into our journey before I realized that wasn’t the case. Well actually, it was right before we got to the end of our map, and I figured we had about 17 miles of unmapped river before we would get to Fort Loudon Dam. No worries, we will just stay in the main channel and keep the boat between the channel markers. Oh, I forgot to mention that the previous owner didn’t really know how big the fuel tank was, but he believes the fuel gauge works. He thinks a full tank will make the trip, or worst case we can fill up again at the Fort Loudon Dam Marina. Want to know how it ends? Read Part Two to find out!


(This post was written by Rob Patrick, Associate Groups Pastor)

A man searches for it, but can’t find it on his own. He wrestles with his thoughts all day long.

He doesn’t understand the master plan, because he doesn’t know the Master.

Friendships are made and his friends help him along. They grow strong.

The friends find a way into his heart, opening it up, just slightly. The Master floods in and his heart is full. They grow strong.


A man searches for it, but can’t find it on his own. He needs the Master’s love and friends to help him along.I wrote this about someone that I know and love. Their heart is just beginning to open, but they’re not quite there yet. Sometimes we have to be willing to share our lives with someone before we can share the gospel with them. Who do you know that is searching for it? Are you helping them along in their journey to meet the Master?

“We loved you so much that we were delighted to share with you not only the gospel of God but our lives as well, because you had become so dear to us.” 1 Thessalonians 2:8

Sign Me Up!

I am excited to announce that a new sign language class and Deaf/ASL Bible Study group just had their first meeting this past Saturday, May 14th, at the Pellissippi Campus of Faith Promise Church.

The ASL sign language class is being held on Saturdays from 4:00 to 4:30 pm and the Deaf Bible Study group will be meeting right after the sign language class from 4:30 to 5:30 pm, both in Room 222.
George Sierra, a regular attendee here at Faith Promise Church, and a Deaf ASL instructor, will be teaching the sign language class at the beginning level. George will also be leading the Deaf Bible Study group. George would like anyone who is interested in attending the sign language class to feel welcome to also attend the following group meeting as well.

George recently shared with me that one of his dreams is that the speaking community of Faith Promise Church and the greater Knoxville area would form friendships with the Deaf community. He says the people in his world are starved for relationships with hearing people. If you have not noticed, our Deaf community here at Faith Promise Church attend the 6:00 pm Saturday night service and sit up front on the right hand side of the worship center facing the stage. So let’s do our best Faith Promise, to help our Deaf friends get and feel connected to the whole body. If you are interested, sign up for the class, or at the very least, take some time before, or after, a Saturday night service to make some new friends with the people that sit up front on the right. Don’t worry if you can’t sign, there are interpreters serving in that area that would love to help you communicate with each other. If there is not an interpreter around, use a pen and paper. Remember, there is no interpreter needed for hugs or handshakes!

Also, George is planning to start an online Deaf/ ASL Bible Study Group soon. More details on that as soon as they become finalized.

Below is a recent letter we received about George from his Groups Coach:

Dear Brad and Rob,

I just wanted to thank you for your compassion and care for people. Yesterday, Rob helped George set up his first meeting for the ASL sign language class he is beginning at the church, and the Deaf/ASL/ small group Bible Study that meets afterward. Rob took the time previously to meet with George and an interpreter to help him understand more about the vision of FPC with Small Groups. Rob is also providing support in that he has also offered to help set up the Deaf online bible study group that George wants to start. Deaf people are the world’s 5th largest un-churched people group. I know these groups will be used by God to reach lost people and disciple new Christians.

Yesterday, with me as an interpreter, Brad responded immediately and compassionately to George’s spontaneous request for prayer after the service. George had listened to Pastor Chris’s message and realized he needed to share information regarding his current situation and allow another Christian to come alongside him in prayer to “help hold the ladder.” Brad responded in a tangible way to help meet a need he had previously known nothing about. Just like previously when another group from FPC had helped them move, George saw instant proof of God’s promise to provide, and a tangible demonstration of the love of his church family.

I am so blessed to be going to a church that loves others the way Christ would. Thank you so much for the love and compassion you constantly show to others, not because it is your job, but because you are fulfilling God’s purpose and plan for your life by being the hands and feet of Jesus. You are living the message preached by Pastor Chris this weekend, and heaven will be a fuller and more joyful place because of it. I am overwhelmed by the honor of being a member of such a church.

In the meantime, thank you for helping to guide and support George in the work God has planned for him. Thank you both for all you do. I know this was just one small snapshot of very full days and weeks, but I just wanted you to know that you are greatly loved by God, and appreciated by His people.

I am honored to be involved with George and his group. Thank you for this opportunity!



(This post was written by Rob Patrick, Associate Pastor of Groups)

We all have them, use them, push them, and fasten them. Some are small, some are large, some are flat and recessed, and some are tall and stick up. Some are round, some are square, and some are rectangle. Some are big, round and red, and say “that was easy” when we push them. Some open and close windows and doors. Some help keep our clothes on.

What buttons are you pushing or fastening? Are you opening or closing doors in your life that you should or shouldn’t? Or what do you say or do when someone pushes your button? How is it that others can’t visibly see our special buttons, but they know just where and when to push them? You know, the ones that when pushed set into motion a flurry of thoughts or actions that can harm us or others.

This past weekend I was on my way to church and pulled onto Pelladega Parkway from the infamous U-turn ramp in Solway, and a vehicle that I pulled out in front of (which I must say was a good safe distance from me, but traveling about 60mph in a 45mph zone) had to change lanes to pass me. He of course pushed his horn button which pushed my button of “who does he think he is”, and he had a FPC logo in his back window I might add. I immediately began to think about how embarrassed he would be when I pulled in behind him at church wearing my staff badge, no less. I would show him. But I decided that had I not been running late, I would have taken the longer safer route to church. And after all, he might have been one of the very people we are trying to reach every week. So, I did what any “good” Christian person would do–I expressed my sentiment to my wife and any others that would listen.

But not all of our buttons when pushed produce bad results. Some, when pushed, stir up in us a deep feeling of empathy for those in need. Some even push us into action to save others from harm, like the good traveler in the story of the Good Samaritan.

The more we grow to become like Christ, He begins to reprogram our buttons to motivate us to do good when they get pushed. God’s word says “Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is-his good, pleasing and perfect will”. Romans 12:2

Living the Dream

(This blog was written by Rob Patrick, Associate Groups Pastor)

It’s the bottom of the ninth, bases loaded, two outs, and the rookie who represents the game winning run comes to the plate for his first Major League at bat. You know the rest of the story, right? He hits a home run and is the hero of the game. Yes, just like many of you, I love baseball, and as a child I used to have a dream like that. Wow, you get to play baseball or any other professional sport and get paid to do it. But like most of you, that dream for me was never realized. As a matter of fact, I never even got to play Little League or high school ball.

I was born and raised in a small rural Appalachian area near Castlewood, VA, and when I was about five years old I remember my mom telling me about the day when I was born. I’ll never forget it, mostly because she would tell it to me multiple times well into my adult life. She told me that when I was born she gave me to God for His purposes. She always told me that one day I would be a preacher or pastor. I would always tell her “I don’t know about all that”, but I have to say that a little bit of me thought it could happen, probably because more than anything, my mom had said it. My mom loved the Lord and she had an unusual way of knowing what was going to happen sometimes, just like many moms do.

Fast forward a few years, it is 1984 and I am now living and working in Kansas City. I was already a big fan of the Kansas City Royals Major League baseball team and my company had multiple sets of season tickets. So, needless to say, I got to go to a lot of games between 1984 and 1986 while I worked there. I was also living there when the Royals won their last World Series in 1985 (it may have been their only one, until maybe next year). I also got to sit behind my hero, George Brett, when he played 3rd base. Wow, I am finally living the dream, right? Well, at the time it sure seemed like it.

It is now 2011 and I have been living and working here in Knoxville, TN since 1986. As I have gotten older, and I have begun to realize that many baseball players these days have forgotten that they get paid a lot of money to play ball. Strikes, negotiations, arbitrations and whining complaining prima donnas have almost spoiled the game. Many have forgotten how to have fun and enjoy their God-given talent. Many have forgotten that because of their abilities and opportunities in life, they provide a source of entertainment and fun for those of us who loved the game and weren’t so blessed.

So, did I miss my dream? Well, someone asked me recently how I liked my new job here at Faith Promise as an Associate Groups Pastor. I told them that I was “Living the Dream”. At one time I may have thought it was baseball, but my Mom seemed to know better, as she usually did. Maybe I was a little confused, but it is still about scoring runs and winning the game, right? But now instead of standing in the batter’s box and hitting that game winning home run, I feel that I‘m standing at the threshold of eternity, and people’s eternal destination hangs in the balance. I now get to help people reach their full potential in Christ and grow in their relationship with God and others. It’s about building leaders and leaders of leaders and equipping them to do ministry. It’s about giving it all away. So, for those of us who are “Living the Dream”, never forget that God provides a way for us to play in the biggest game of our lives every day. Wow, and I thought it was about baseball, but as usual, “Momma knows best”.

Philippians 2:3-5 Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others. Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus