Archive for April, 2015



   Posted by: pastordiehl    in Uncategorized

There was a gravel pit about a mile and a half from my house, just out of town, when I was growing up. My buddies and I loved to ride our bikes out there with our fishing poles and try to catch blue-gills. As you know, blue-gills love worms. The biggest obstacle was finding worms. My grandpa had a horse barn with a pile of manure behind. Worms love manure piles. We wouldn’t have to dig very deep to harvest a dozen or so worms, drop them in a tin can and head of town.

We loved fishing, the fish loved the worms, and the worms loved the manure pile. It was a perfect world.

Today the gravel pit is still there, although the barn and manure pile are gone. My friends are still around, but I never see them. And I don’t ride a bike much anymore, either. Our world isn’t perfect anymore, since we don’t have time to dig worms or go fishing. Responsibility has taken our time. But I still embrace the memories of the good old days when someone else had to worry about me.

The Bible says that God knows the number of hairs on my head and cares more about me than a simple sparrow. Why should we worry when we can cast our cares upon Him?



   Posted by: pastordiehl    in Uncategorized

I did some family history research on Anita’s side of the family Sunday evening. Monday morning I was entering the info I found on my genealogy software when I noticed a name that looked familiar married to another name that looked familiar. So I got into my name index, and sure enough, she and I share common ancestors. We have to go back to the early 1700s, but we are indeed Kissin’ Cousins.

The common ancestors were of Dutch origin in New Jersey. The Dutch Reformed Church kept excellent christening records, so from here on back isn’t that hard to prove.

We’re really all related, after all. And in the faith (which is what really matters in God’s eyes) we are all brothers and sisters with one common Father God. Am I my brother’s keeper? Yes, indeed.



   Posted by: pastordiehl    in Uncategorized

In the pioneer days the US government didn’t need to tax people. The government bought Indian land for a song and sold undeveloped land to settlers. There were always new immigrants and the federal government raked in the dough. Westward expansion was very profitable.

The government authorized several federal roads to be cut through the wilderness so pioneers could move westward. One of them cut through the center of DeKalb County and is known today as US 6. Its original path was surveyed in a direct East/West path along what is today County Road 28, cutting across the southern edge of Waterloo, a quarter mile north of my house.

When Anita and I subdivided our property from the original farm owner, our property line wasn’t true. The government surveyors had used a faulty measurement, and all landowners since have used the faulty measurement as markers for their own surveys.

Are you following a true standard in your life, or a slightly faulty one? Start with the correct measuring point and you’ll always end up where you belong.



   Posted by: pastordiehl    in Uncategorized

One of football’s most memorable games was between Georgia Tech and Southern Cal in a Bowl game in 1930. According to Dr. James Buskirk, pastor of First United Methodist Church in Tulsa, “Southern Cal fumbled the ball and one of their players, Roy Reagal, picked it up. But in the excitement of the recovery, he ran over 90 yards in the wrong direction. The crowd laughed as finally one of his own men tackled him near Tech’s goal.

“At half time, all was quiet in the players’ room…except for the sobbing of one man, Reagal, covering his face with a blanket, was crying like a baby. Coach Nibs Price broke the silence by announcing, ‘The same team that started the first half will begin the second.’

“As the others left, Reagal said, ‘Coach, I can’t do that. I’ve ruined myself and the team.’

“The coach said, ‘Roy, the game’s not over. There’s a second half. Go out and play like I know you can.’

“In the second half, Roy Reagal was a phantom on the field. He was always right on top of the play.”

Roy Regal had a second chance to play his game, and so do you. You may have pulled a Reagal blunder in the first half, but this is now the second half, and you have a second chance. Now, get out there and play like God knows you can.



   Posted by: pastordiehl    in Uncategorized

Our 5-year old granddaughter, Raegan, invited Anita and I to stay at her house last night for a sleepover. We replied that there weren’t enough beds in their house. She replied, “Well, Grandma could sleep on the couch and Grandpa could sleep in the bed with Mommy and Daddy.” I don’t think so.

I appreciate how she’s trying to arrange things, but that won’t quite work. But, how nice it would be if all of us would invite Jesus over for a sleepover. Could we find room in the Inn for Him? Would we set aside our own busyness to be a host to our guest? Could we share our real lives with Him, or would we need to clean up a bit first; hide a few things first?

Maybe He’s just waiting for the invitation: Just as I am; Without one plea; but that Your blood was shed for me.



   Posted by: pastordiehl    in Uncategorized

What do you do just before entering a car wash? I always do a double check of all the doors and windows, making sure everything is secure. I know that once the wash begins, its too late to do anything. I’m doomed if I have left something ajar. I would then have to wait it out. So, with great insecurity I check my vehicle like a commercial pilot going through his checklist before departure.

I’ve been caught in those storms when it felt like I was being pulled through on a conveyor belt, with no way to get off, but had to ride it all the way to the end. We could call them car wash experiences. We just have to fasten our safety belt and hold on tight. Just remember this, car wash experiences always come out on the other side cleaner than before. A tunnel of testing can produce a shining testimony.

How wonderful to know that He
Who watches from above
Will always keep us sheltered in
His ever-present love! -King.



   Posted by: pastordiehl    in Uncategorized

Yesterday I attempted to define a revival. Back in 1972 there were a group of ordinary people who encountered the Holy Spirit. They wanted to do something with the passion inside them. They were United Methodists, United Brethren, Roman Catholics, and Church of Christ people. The first meeting was held at the home of Dale and Dana Smith to strategize an outreach to DeKalb County. I was invited because everyone felt I could speak to the teenagers. The group decided to hold a Vacation Bible School at the Trailer Court in Waterloo.

They rented a tent, put up a small trailer behind it for the teenagers, and invited Evangelist Gilbert Dilley to preach. I think Pastor Dennis Kutzner preached another night. It went all week and I taught the teenagers. I didn’t have a clue what I was doing, but I did something. I don’t think any of us knew what we were doing, but we did something. Our obedience that week brought about an awakening in the county that led to New Hope Christian Center years later. And the fire in my soul cannot be extinguished.

I could write a book on the early steps that led to where we are now, but this was the first step for me. I want to believe in people like those older folks believed in me. And we don’t have to be experts, we just need to do something. That’s when God shows up.