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Singing On Glory’s Side

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Lon Allison always had a song.  Whatever the topic, Lon had a song!

And so it was no surprise that after he was diagnosed with an aggressive form of liver cancer, Lon chose to address the Evangelical Covenant Convention with a song . . . “Untitled Hymn” by Chris Rice.

Untitled Hymn

Lon Allison sings “Untitled Hymn (Come to Jesus)” by Chris Rice

Posted by The Evangelical Covenant Church on Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Weak and wounded sinner, lost and left to die
O, raise your head for Love is passing by
Come to Jesus, come to Jesus
Come to Jesus and live

Now your burden’s lifted and carried far away
And precious blood has washed away the stain
So sing to Jesus, sing to Jesus
Sing to Jesus and live

And like a newborn baby, don’t be afraid to crawl
And remember when you walk, sometimes we fall
So fall on Jesus, fall on Jesus
Fall on Jesus and live

Sometimes the way is lonely and steep and filled with pain
So if your sky is dark and pours the rainThen cry to Jesus, cry to Jesus
Cry to Jesus and live

O, and when the love spills over and music fills the night
And when you can’t contain your joy inside
Then dance for Jesus, dance for Jesus
Dance for Jesus and live

And with your final heartbeat, kiss the world goodbye
Then go in peace, and laugh on Glory’s side

And fly to Jesus (Fly to Jesus)
Fly to Jesus (Fly to Jesus)
Fly to Jesus and live

Lon Allison was the longtime Executive Director of the Billy Graham Center at Wheaton College, the Teaching Pastor at Wheaton Bible Church, and Chair of the Leighton Ford Ministries board.

But more than his impressive titles, Lon lived for Jesus.  He lived to tell others about Jesus. And he lived to encourage his friends and associates and flock to grow deeply in their faith and love for Jesus through personal discipleship.

Kevin first met Lon in the late 1980s.  Kevin was having breakfast at a diner in San Ramon, CA and saw a guy reading his Bible.  They struck up a conversation, and soon after, Kevin introduced Lon to Leighton. A strong friendship quickly developed, and Lon became a charter member of the “Point Group,” Leighton’s personal mentoring group for young ministry leaders.

Lon’s wife Marie announced his death Sunday evening with these words:  

Lon’s struggle with cancer ended this morning at 9:30 am. (It appears he wanted to get to heaven in time for the great Sunday Worship Service!)  He is now in heaven enjoying the perfect presence of the Lord, the people who went before him and the activities that he was not able to do the last couple of years. 

Lon was a dear friend and colleague.  We miss him so much. But we also know that he has never been so alive!

To paraphrase Chris Rice, on Sunday our friend Lon kissed the world goodbye, went in peace, and now sings on Glory’s side.

Fly to Jesus . . . and live!


A Life of Listening Now Available

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Just a quick word today as InterVarsity Press releases my new book, A Life of Listening. As I’ve mentioned, it’s perhaps the most personal book I’ve ever written, and so I’m deeply grateful for the kind words from friends who have previewed the book and found in it encouragement to keep their ear and heart cocked to God, listening for both His whispers and shouts. If you’re planning to purchase the book, may I ask that you consider ordering it today from Amazon? A good first day of sales will help with the algorithms, which in turn will help more people discover the book.

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Not Saved

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The summer is over

the harvest is past

and we are not saved


I wake this early August morning

thinking it is time to ready

and order our work for the coming fall

I wake this morning also to news

of bloody carnage.

a tale of two dazed cities

and one bewildered country

first the settlers killed the Indians

and the Indians killed the settlers

now the nationalists kill the browns

and before long the browns

may kill the whites

when will it end?

what difference will

our puny efforts make

to stop the horror

the bloody bullets?

the only way

is a way of peace,

to end the hateful

unnamed civil war


The summer is over.

The harvest is past

Why are we not saved?


I wrote the above, then listened on my phone to the app Pray-As-You-Go

The scripture for this morning is the story of Jesus praying in the hills while the disciples are almost swamped by a violent storm on the lake, of Jesus appearing, and Peter asking to come to him on the troubled water.

How Peter got out of the boat, started walking on the waves and came toward Jesus. But when he noticed the rough and heavy winds he became frightened, and beginning to sink cried out, “Lord save me!”

Jesus immediately reached out his hand and caught him saying to him, “You have little faith. Why did you doubt?” And held him until he was safe and the storm ceased.

Then the other disciples worshiped him saying, “Truly, you are the son of God.”

It was truly a word for today. Reminding me that, although the “prince of the power of the air” invades troubled young minds through the internet, he has no authority over the destiny of those who follow the Prince of Peace.



My Journal Jottings

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This is a photo of clouds I took yesterday at midday up in Linville. It was so dramatic. I was reminded how often God spoke in the Scriptures through the clouds. It’s as if his voice comes a bit at a time until suddenly the clouds burst and it becomes clear. I have written about this in my new book , A Life of Listening, which comes out in September.

My Journal Jottings

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Last week I spent a day and night in a small house on the Blue Ridge Parkway, an annual overnight retreat for some younger friends, all in ministry.

Turns out all of them are dealing with father issues – one whose father recently died, another whose dad has had a series of strokes, the father of the third recently diagnosed with Alzheimer’s

We have shared joys in ministry and family together; this time we shared losses. And the following words I read reaffirmed the need for spiritual friendships.


When life is hard, what I most need is not always what I want. What I want is for life to be easy. What I want is for someone or something to come along and make it all go away. But I need tenderness. What I need is to be loved. What I need is a companion for the journey. – Br. James Koester, Society of Saint John the Evangelist


Redeeming Time

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I have been thinking a lot about the apostle Paul’s phrase  this last week or two. What do you think of when you hear the phrase “redeem the time”?
I think perhaps in our American culture, what first comes to mind is “Get busy. Don’t waste time.”
But my friend Lonnie Allison asked a group of us,  “What do you think is the number one value of American Christian leaders?”
He answered his own question .”Frenzied busyness” Why?  “Because,” he said, “when we get together in conferences, that’s what we talk about all the time, how busy we are. So if that’s what we talk about all the time, that must be a number one value.”
I hate to think it’s so, but he has a point.  So perhaps the way we redeem time first is to stop, be quiet, listen and, as Paul admonishes, know what the will of the Lord is and then start doing it.

Sent Back or Drawn On?

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It’s rarely that I comment on politics, especially of the partisan kind.  But sometimes the Scripture I read seems to be so pertinent in offering another way to view an event – a Christ-centered perspective – that I just have to pick it up.
That’s what happened this morning when I read these words from Paul, about another way of viewing things than a human point of view. In this case another view of a recent event very much in the news.

This morning, I listened to these words read from Saint Paul.

“For the love of Christ urges us on, because we are convinced that one has died for all; therefore all have died …  From now on, therefore, we regard no one from a human point of view; even though we once knew Christ from a human point of view, we know him no longer in that way.” (2 Corinthians 5:14, 16).

As I listened, I thought back to tthe rally here in North Carolina some days ago, where the president spoke, and the crowd roared repeatedly about a woman politician, “Send her back, send her back.”

I wondered, if I were there, would the love of Christ urge me on? Would I listen to the words of the president from a human and political point of view? Would I hear the crowds shouting from a human, political point of view?

Or, as Paul said, would I hear both, think of both in view off the love of Christ for them, and for me?

And would I be praying, remembering Jesus dying on the cross for me and for them, “Don’t send us back. Draw us on to you.”


On this Saturday Morning …

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On this Saturday morning, I’m still mulling over what Saint Paul wrote about “redeeming time”. My friend Eric got me thinking earlier this week whether time is broken and how God is redeeming time.

Here are some various translations of Paul’s words.

NIV Making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil. Therefore do not be foolish , but understand what the Lord’s will is.

Philips. Make the best use of your time, despite all of the difficulties of these days. Don’t be vague, but firmly grasp what you now to be the will of God.

The Message. Make the most of every chance you get. There are desperate times.  Don’t live carelessly, unthinkingly. Make sure you understand what the Master wants.

Good News. Make good use of every opportunity you get because these are bad days. Don’t be fools, then, but try to find out what the Lord wants you to do.


All intriguing.  But what does it mean to me on a quiet Saturday morning to redeem the time?


My Journal Jottings

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I am sitting in the back porch early with my coffee and my dog Buddy beside me. And suddenly I imagine that my old doggie Wrangler, who went under my car years ago, came trotting around the back of the house to sit by us as he used to. A pang came to my heart, for I still miss him. Then the words of C.S. Lewis came to mind. what if nothing in this world fully satisfies, or truly lasts, then it must be we were made for another world. And yet this morning I am also grateful for what is present.

My Journal Jottings

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Yesterday I saw The Biggest Little Farm, amazing story of a young couple who took a run down infested farm in California, and in seven years saw it turn into a virtual (almost) paradise. See it and you may never read Psalm 104 about God’s greatness in creation – from grass to springs to cattle to plants – to the food we eat today – in the same way again.