IHS TOGETHER / EVANGELICAL CHURCH ALLIANCE INTL.

FROM THE BOOK: THE SOLE BALM

Warning, No Lines Painted

     As I was driving home to Phoenix this past weekend late at night, a flashing road sign alerted me that road construction was ahead and that no lines were painted on the road.  The yellow and white lines on the road are important because they tell us the lanes that we are in on the highway, set the boundaries, and tell us when we can pass.  It was interesting and at times scary to be traveling down a highway late at night with no boundaries and no guidance.  It made me realize how important those lines and boundaries are for protection and for safety for myself and others.  I had taken those lines for granted.

    I thought about the lines and boundaries (laws, regulations, orders, ethics) that are the boundaries, the painted lines that govern our lives.  The purpose of those lines is to protect me and to protect others.  Without those lines in my life, my life would be without order; rather, it would be chaos.  Proverbs 2:6-8 states, “For the Lord gives wisdom and from his mouth come knowledge and understanding.  He holds victory in store for the upright, he is a shield to those whose walk is blameless, for he guards the course of the just and protects the way of his faithful ones.”  We need to ensure that our lines are based on God’s wisdom, because that will create balance in our lives and guide us in the direction that God wants us to go.  Without that guidance and balance, we will get off of the road that we should be on and lose our way.  Let us remember to look to the true source of guidance to make sure that we are walking within the right lines. 

Blessings to all,

Chaplain Krupnik

FROM THE BOOK: THE SOLE BALM

Warning, No Lines Painted

     As I was driving home to Phoenix this past weekend late at night, a flashing road sign alerted me that road construction was ahead and that no lines were painted on the road.  The yellow and white lines on the road are important because they tell us the lanes that we are in on the highway, set the boundaries, and tell us when we can pass.  It was interesting and at times scary to be traveling down a highway late at night with no boundaries and no guidance.  It made me realize how important those lines and boundaries are for protection and for safety for myself and others.  I had taken those lines for granted.

    I thought about the lines and boundaries (laws, regulations, orders, ethics) that are the boundaries, the painted lines that govern our lives.  The purpose of those lines is to protect me and to protect others.  Without those lines in my life, my life would be without order; rather, it would be chaos.  Proverbs 2:6-8 states, “For the Lord gives wisdom and from his mouth come knowledge and understanding.  He holds victory in store for the upright, he is a shield to those whose walk is blameless, for he guards the course of the just and protects the way of his faithful ones.”  We need to ensure that our lines are based on God’s wisdom, because that will create balance in our lives and guide us in the direction that God wants us to go.  Without that guidance and balance, we will get off of the road that we should be on and lose our way.  Let us remember to look to the true source of guidance to make sure that we are walking within the right lines. 

Blessings to all,

Chaplain Krupnik

FROM THE BOOK: THE SOLE BALM

Warning, No Lines Painted

     As I was driving home to Phoenix this past weekend late at night, a flashing road sign alerted me that road construction was ahead and that no lines were painted on the road.  The yellow and white lines on the road are important because they tell us the lanes that we are in on the highway, set the boundaries, and tell us when we can pass.  It was interesting and at times scary to be traveling down a highway late at night with no boundaries and no guidance.  It made me realize how important those lines and boundaries are for protection and for safety for myself and others.  I had taken those lines for granted.

    I thought about the lines and boundaries (laws, regulations, orders, ethics) that are the boundaries, the painted lines that govern our lives.  The purpose of those lines is to protect me and to protect others.  Without those lines in my life, my life would be without order; rather, it would be chaos.  Proverbs 2:6-8 states, “For the Lord gives wisdom and from his mouth come knowledge and understanding.  He holds victory in store for the upright, he is a shield to those whose walk is blameless, for he guards the course of the just and protects the way of his faithful ones.”  We need to ensure that our lines are based on God’s wisdom, because that will create balance in our lives and guide us in the direction that God wants us to go.  Without that guidance and balance, we will get off of the road that we should be on and lose our way.  Let us remember to look to the true source of guidance to make sure that we are walking within the right lines.  

Blessings to all,

Chaplain Krupnik

FROM THE BOOK: THE SOLE BALM

Warning, No Lines Painted

     As I was driving home to Phoenix this past weekend late at night, a flashing road sign alerted me that road construction was ahead and that no lines were painted on the road.  The yellow and white lines on the road are important because they tell us the lanes that we are in on the highway, set the boundaries, and tell us when we can pass.  It was interesting and at times scary to be traveling down a highway late at night with no boundaries and no guidance.  It made me realize how important those lines and boundaries are for protection and for safety for myself and others.  I had taken those lines for granted.

    I thought about the lines and boundaries (laws, regulations, orders, ethics) that are the boundaries, the painted lines that govern our lives.  The purpose of those lines is to protect me and to protect others.  Without those lines in my life, my life would be without order; rather, it would be chaos.  Proverbs 2:6-8 states, “For the Lord gives wisdom and from his mouth come knowledge and understanding.  He holds victory in store for the upright, he is a shield to those whose walk is blameless, for he guards the course of the just and protects the way of his faithful ones.”  We need to ensure that our lines are based on God’s wisdom, because that will create balance in our lives and guide us in the direction that God wants us to go.  Without that guidance and balance, we will get off of the road that we should be on and lose our way.  Let us remember to look to the true source of guidance to make sure that we are walking within the right lines.  

Blessings to all,

Chaplain Krupnik

"But what do you think? A man had two sons, and he came to the first and said, 'Son, go work today in the vineyard.' "And he answered, 'I will not'; but afterward he regretted it and went. "The man came to the second and said the same thing; and he answered, 'I will, sir'; but he did not go.

"Which of the two did the will of his father?" They said, "The first." Jesus said to them, "Truly I say to you that the tax collectors and prostitutes will get into the kingdom of God before you. "For John came to you in the way of righteousness and you did not believe him; but the tax collectors and prostitutes did believe him; and you, seeing this, did not even feel remorse afterward so as to believe him.

Seventy-five years ago December 11, the Rev. Chaplain Frederick B. "Ted" Howden Jr. died of starvation- induced pellagra in a Japanese Prisoner of War camp after selflessly giving his rations to others he felt needed them more. We observe his martyrdom as a measure of the price of ministry in the struggle for freedom.

When World War II broke out Fr. Howden held the rank of Captain in the New Mexico State Guard, and was the Chaplain to the 200th Coast Artillery when it was federalized and sent to the Philippines in September 1941. At the Fall of Bataan and Corregidor to Japanese forces in April 1942, Fr. Howden and his fellow soldiers were made prisoners of war and were forced to endure the Bataan Death March during which some 18,000 died. During imprisonment, his heroism and faith were always apparent through the humanitarian care he gave to those he served. At great cost to himself he often gave his own portion of food to others whom he insisted needed it more than he. Fr. Howden died of dysentery and starvation-induced pellagra on December 11, 1942. He was buried by his men in a small cemetery in the shadow of the Mindanao jungle a mile or so from the camp at Davao. After the war, in 1948, his remains were re-interred in Fairview Cemetery in Albuquerque.

"But what do you think? A man had two sons, and he came to the first and said, 'Son, go work today in the vineyard.' "And he answered, 'I will not'; but afterward he regretted it and went. "The man came to the second and said the same thing; and he answered, 'I will, sir'; but he did not go.

"Which of the two did the will of his father?" They said, "The first." Jesus said to them, "Truly I say to you that the tax collectors and prostitutes will get into the kingdom of God before you. "For John came to you in the way of righteousness and you did not believe him; but the tax collectors and prostitutes did believe him; and you, seeing this, did not even feel remorse afterward so as to believe him.

Seventy-five years ago December 11, the Rev. Chaplain Frederick B. "Ted" Howden Jr. died of starvation- induced pellagra in a Japanese Prisoner of War camp after selflessly giving his rations to others he felt needed them more. We observe his martyrdom as a measure of the price of ministry in the struggle for freedom.

When World War II broke out Fr. Howden held the rank of Captain in the New Mexico State Guard, and was the Chaplain to the 200th Coast Artillery when it was federalized and sent to the Philippines in September 1941. At the Fall of Bataan and Corregidor to Japanese forces in April 1942, Fr. Howden and his fellow soldiers were made prisoners of war and were forced to endure the Bataan Death March during which some 18,000 died. During imprisonment, his heroism and faith were always apparent through the humanitarian care he gave to those he served. At great cost to himself he often gave his own portion of food to others whom he insisted needed it more than he. Fr. Howden died of dysentery and starvation-induced pellagra on December 11, 1942. He was buried by his men in a small cemetery in the shadow of the Mindanao jungle a mile or so from the camp at Davao. After the war, in 1948, his remains were re-interred in Fairview Cemetery in Albuquerque.

Seventy-five years ago December 11, the Rev. Chaplain Frederick B. "Ted" Howden Jr. died of starvation- induced pellagra in a Japanese Prisoner of War camp after selflessly giving his rations to others he felt needed them more. We observe his martyrdom as a measure of the price of ministry in the struggle for freedom.

When World War II broke out Fr. Howden held the rank of Captain in the New Mexico State Guard, and was the Chaplain to the 200th Coast Artillery when it was federalized and sent to the Philippines in September 1941. At the Fall of Bataan and Corregidor to Japanese forces in April 1942, Fr. Howden and his fellow soldiers were made prisoners of war and were forced to endure the Bataan Death March during which some 18,000 died. During imprisonment, his heroism and faith were always apparent through the humanitarian care he gave to those he served. At great cost to himself he often gave his own portion of food to others whom he insisted needed it more than he. Fr. Howden died of dysentery and starvation-induced pellagra on December 11, 1942. He was buried by his men in a small cemetery in the shadow of the Mindanao jungle a mile or so from the camp at Davao. After the war, in 1948, his remains were re-interred in Fairview Cemetery in Albuquerque.

Seventy-five years ago December 11, the Rev. Chaplain Frederick B. "Ted" Howden Jr. died of starvation- induced pellagra in a Japanese Prisoner of War camp after selflessly giving his rations to others he felt needed them more. We observe his martyrdom as a measure of the price of ministry in the struggle for freedom.

When World War II broke out Fr. Howden held the rank of Captain in the New Mexico State Guard, and was the Chaplain to the 200th Coast Artillery when it was federalized and sent to the Philippines in September 1941. At the Fall of Bataan and Corregidor to Japanese forces in April 1942, Fr. Howden and his fellow soldiers were made prisoners of war and were forced to endure the Bataan Death March during which some 18,000 died. During imprisonment, his heroism and faith were always apparent through the humanitarian care he gave to those he served. At great cost to himself he often gave his own portion of food to others whom he insisted needed it more than he. Fr. Howden died of dysentery and starvation-induced pellagra on December 11, 1942. He was buried by his men in a small cemetery in the shadow of the Mindanao jungle a mile or so from the camp at Davao. After the war, in 1948, his remains were re-interred in Fairview Cemetery in Albuquerque.