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Did you know that today is the 50th Anniversary of Spam? You know, the canned meat people. I understand that they are really celebrating in a big way by making another batch.
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I grew up in Colby, Kansas, a small western Kansas town on Interstate 70 about 50 miles from the Colorado line. You probably stopped by or drove right past on your way to Colorado some time or another.
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Back in about 1960, the new "Colby Community Building" was the talk of Western Kansas. It had a fabulous basketball court with seating for about 1,500 people. It was a great thing for Colby High School to play their basketball games there. In the beginning, as each traveling basketball team would walk out onto that court for the first time, their eyes would pop and their jaws would drop just at the sight.
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After football, there were two sports to choose from for Colby sports enthusiasts, basketball and wrestling. I played basketball, but really enjoyed going to wrestling matches - great sport and fun to watch. Colby was primarily a basketball town, but some towns in our league held wrestling at the highest esteem. St. Francis was such a town. To play on the St. Francis basketball team was cool, but to be on the St. Francis wrestling team was WAY cool.
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Back to the Community Building. My dad owned the "Prairie Drummer" newspaper in Colby. He sold the advertising, wrote the news, took the pictures, set the type, drove to have the paper printed, hand addressed each paper, and took it to the post office to be mailed. As these basketball teams came to the Community Building for the first time, he liked to be there to take a picture and take down a quote or two. So it was when the St. Francis basketball team walked on the court for the first time. As always, everyone was wide eyed as they walked in while turning around at the same time, trying to take it all in. No one said anything for awhile, but just stood aghast. Then finally one of their star basketball players finally spoke. "Wow!" he said, "How would you like to wrestle here!"
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This is That . . .
I went to the Arkansas - Tennessee football game last week in Fayetteville. The town was all a buzz. Red everywhere and hog calls near and far. It is always a bit overwhelming to walk in to a stadium of 70,000 screaming people. I couldn't help but think that God knew each one there before they were in their mother's womb . . .the two drunk guys I was sitting by and even the one person who was sitting up in the very corner of the upper deck which was outside the lighted part of the stadium. I really was excited about the game, but here is what I was thinking. "Wow, what would it be like to worship here!"
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I believe that a time of "Stadium Christianity" is coming. A time when God rends the heavens and comes down and the response is so great that the only place large enough to accomodate is in a place like Razorback Stadium. Radical worship! Preaching with great power to transform lives! Prophetic singers and dancers as in the courts of David! No disease known to man will stand! Many believers will remain outside to leave room on the inside for unbelievers and the sick! And then revival will break out on the outside of the stadium as well! And all glory and honor will be given to Jesus!
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Could this happen? Could an end time revival lead us to a place of such a scene? I believe that it could and that such a time as this is coming. It is worth praying for . . . for sure.
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Have a great Thanksgiving . . . celebrate by eating a can of spam out of the new batch.
And if you don't know Jesus - "Today is the day of salvation".