Many times in my life, I have heard many different inspirational speakers and pastors. I often would sit in church, but never realized the meaning of one true sermon. When I heard Christian for the first time, I was immediately interested in his testimony and the lesson that he had to share about what he learned about his walk with God. The reason why I chose to interview Christian, was because he is an amazing guy, and can enlighten someone’s life with the word of Jesus Christ and him crucified. Being able to have contact with Christian Chapman on Facebook and also being able to text him and know him personally has been a complete blessing. His sermonette that night touched my heart and I rededicated my heart to the Lord.
1. If you could give the people advice about the world in the shape that it is in today what would you tell them?
I would repeat the final words of St. Paul found in 2 Timothy 4:2-7 where he says to be in season at all times and always be prepared to preach the Word. Why? In verse 3 of that same scripture, it talks about the end times, churches will be filled with preachers telling people what their compromising itching ears are wanting to hear and that people will be turning away from the gospel and turning to myths and other beliefs that aren’t true at all. Sound familiar? It should because it is exactly what’s going on in America and around the world today.
2. What is your testimony on how you accepted Jesus Christ as your Savior?
In 1987, after going from being a ranked athlete in North Carolina to living homeless on the streets as a drug overdose victim in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. I came home to Charlotte, North Carolina to rehab and live with my father. Even though I was a high school dropout, I got a job at Charlotte Honda because my father was the manager there and I raced motorcycles on the weekend. Even though, I was trying to straighten out my life I ended up at a party in downtown Charlotte one night with a line of cocaine at the tip of my nose. For some reason I had the strength to say No to the hit and started heading back. I ran out of gas at around 3:30 A.M. at Harris Boulevard right off of I-85 and began to thumb for a ride. A taxi cab picked me up and took me to get gas. He brought me back to the bike and put gas in my tank. As I waved goodbye to the taxi, I realized I left my keys in the car as he drove away and it was then around 4 o’clock in the morning, the Lord let me see a slow motion replay of all the failures I had in my life. This caused me to fall on my face and pray for the first time and ask God to reveal to me, that he loved me, that he cared for me, and that he wanted a relationship with me. As soon as I prayed that prayer I looked up with tears in my eyes and I saw a navy-blue Pontiac Firebird pulled over. I walked up to the window, he rolled it down and and turned the light inside the car on and the first thing I saw sitting on the passenger side seat was a Bible. Then I looked at this man and he looked back at me. The words that he said to me I will take to my grave. He said “Son, The Lord told me to pick you up and share with you that He loves you and that’s he’s got a plan for your life. I got in the car and talked with this man about Jesus, as he took me all the way home in North Carolina. It changed my life forever knowing that I am love. Love is what science can’t offer or explain, and unconditional love is what other religions don’t have is a basis for their foundation. Yet is the one thing that we need is humans it certainly was the one thing I needed in 1987 as a young teenage boy who was on the verge of suicide because of the multiple failures in his life. The man who picked me up that night was an African-American man and to have an African- American man pick up a white kid on the side highway and invest his life is the reason why my wife and I adopted 3 bi-racial children and also why I am now the pastor of one of the most diverse churches in Charlotte.
Favorite portion of Scripture?
1 Corinthians 9:19 Though I am free and belong to no man I make myself a slave to to win others to Christ. In fact, this is tattooed on the left side of my bicep because in 1987 a man made himself a slave so that I could hear the gospel of Jesus and so I make myself a slave so others can hear the same message today.
Is there any advice that you would give to a teenager who has not gave their life to the Lord?
If they don’t stand up and fight, live, love and serve Christ then a whole generation of believers will be lost and the future of the church in America will be lost.
Christian Chapman is a man full of the anointing of the Spirit, and
evangelizes many teens and adults across the nation. He is a full-time
pastor at his church located in Charlotte, NC. The first time I ever
heard Christian testify, I felt the presence of God enter the room and
his testimony spoke to my heart and I rededicated my heart to the Lord
that night. He currently has two books on sale on his website
www.christianchapman.com/ and also on Amazon. He also takes
modern-song rhythm and adds christian lyrics to it.
Hi my name is Andrew Brunet. I am a teenager who is very zealous for the Lord and his works. In my spare time, I like to relax and enjoy God’s wonderful miracles, each and every day whether unveiled to us in his word or through just looking outside the bedroom window. Currently, I have my own teen ministry where I pray and spread the gospel of Jesus Christ to teens on Facebook. I am hoping to end up being a preacher some glad day soon.
American Idol’s Crystal Bowersox first kept her diabetes a secret from the AI producers.
Find out why and what it is like to grow up with diabetes and now to be a mom and busy recording artist and live with the challenges of diabetes care.
Many of you out there are living with diabetes and growing through your teen years with uncertainty and frustration at the difficult regimen diabetes inflicts. Read Crystal’s story and be encouraged at what you can do and will do as you learn to live free through diabetes self care!
Nobody thought for even a second that Crystal Bowersox’s second-place finish on “American Idol 2010″ meant that the 26-year-old was headed back to her native Elliston, Ohio, to resume a quiet life.
Instead, she moved 2,000 miles west to a new home in Los Angeles and quickly began a hectic round of recording studio sessions and public appearances. Today, along with her always frantic schedule, Crystal has to manage motherhood and type 1 diabetes. The result is a life without many pauses.
Recently, Crystal was kind enough to slow down and answer some questions from Diabetes Health publisher and editor-in-chief Nadia Al-Samarrie. In her wide-ranging responses to Nadia, Crystal tells why she kept her diabetes a secret from “American Idol” producers, talks about what it was like growing up, and names her biggest… Read the rest at>> DiabetesHealth.com
Crystal’s website: www.crystalbowersox.com
Here are some good reminders of summer safety in the sunny, hot days!
Have fun–and be safe!
Dehydration among teens playing sports is common, especially in the hot summer months, but may go unnoticed in its milder forms, Leonard says. Younger children are more prone to
dehydration because their bodies produce more heat while sweating less. Teens recovering from a recent illness, especially one that caused vomiting or diarrhea, may be more prone to dehydration. To ensure hydration, water is the best choice. Any activity that lasts less than 60 minutes doesn’t require electrolytes, so you can safely skip electrolyte-enriched sports drinks.
To avoid dehydration:
- Before exercise, drink 4 to 8 ounces
- During activity, drink 4 ounces every 15 minutes
- After exercise, drink 16 to 24 ounces per every pound lost
Symptoms of dehydration include muscle cramps, dry mouth and severe thirst, reduced sweating and urination, headache and dizziness.
Your body normally cools itself by sweating. During hot weather, especially with high humidity, sweating just isn’t enough. Your body temperature can rise to dangerous levels and you can develop a heat illness. Most heat illnesses occur from staying out in the heat too long. Exercising too much for your age and physical condition are also factors. Older adults, young children and those who are sick or overweight are most at risk. Drinking fluids, replenishing salt and minerals and limiting time in the heat can help.
Heat-related illnesses include
- Heatstroke – a life-threatening illness in which body temperature may rise above 106° F in minutes; symptoms include dry skin, rapid, strong pulse and dizziness
- Heat exhaustion – an illness that can precede heatstroke; symptoms include heavy sweating, rapid breathing and a fast, weak pulse
- Heat cramps – muscle pains or spasms that happen during heavy exercise
- Heat rash – skin irritation from excessive sweating
My husband, John, and I have an odd date we love to plan–it’s one of our favorites. We change into our yard-work clothes, old and raggy, load up our beat up 1989 Ford F150 with cuttings, branches, and other green waste, and head to the county dump.
Jackson joins us. What dog would turn down the chance to ride through the dump with the windows open and a multitude of smells rapidly bombarding his hypersensitive nose.
After unloading our truck and sweeping out the back, we travel home, stopping at McDonald’s on the way. John and I split a $1.00 diet coke and a dollar menu chicken biscuit. Jackson gets a plain cheeseburger. He doesn’t like pickles or mustard.
The date is fun, productive, and cheap. Our marriage has lasted 30 years on cheap dates and bonding through yard-work and chores.
Memorial Day weekend in 2009, we stopped at the traffic light by the local Post Office we always passed on the way to the dump. The American flag hung high, gently swayed by the warm breeze.
“John, pull over!” I yelled and gestured, pointing at the parking lot in front of the Post Office. A car had pulled in and its driver’s door was open. Next to the front of it was the dark figure of a body laying face down in the gravel.
We jumped out just as police arrived. A neighbor already called 911. The man, a regular customer at the Post Office and war veteran, had taken his own life, shooting himself in the head. He died instantly. Word was that he had been very depressed and without friends and family for support, decided he couldn’t go on.
I will never forget what I saw that day. His body, clad in worn out jeans and a blue denim shirt, lay below the American flag now at half mast in honor of Americans who lost their life due to war. As if he wanted to say, “Remember me this Memorial Day.”
Remembering Memorial Day has faded into a holiday weekend of partying, summer’s initiation, and massive throngs of people traveling in the name of rest and recreation.
Each year, an average of 500 people will die on Memorial Day Weekend due to traffic accidents. I wonder how many die due to suicides. Memorial Day was meant to remember those lost honorably as they died for our freedom and safety in the United States.
Each Memorial Day, at exactly 3:00 PM local time, a moment of silence is observed throughout the country. This Monday, take the time to do this and close your eyes, remember it’s Memorial Day, pray for those lost and those left behind to suffer, and thank God in heaven we live freely.
For me, Memorial Day will never be the same. The figure lying in the parking lot on the gravel that day remains in my mind as a vivid reminder of the hurt and loss war brings. He was a stranger to me, but an angel to God.
“Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it. Remember those in prison as if you were their fellow prisoners, and those who are mistreated as if you yourselves were suffering.” (Hebrews 13:2-3)
June 21, 2010
by Allison Blass
Last night at my church, my pastor was talking about ways in which we define ourselves. He shared an anecdote about how, when speaking to a group of students, a boy asks, “Since you’re from Dallas, are you a Rangers fan or a Yankees fan?” My pastor responds, “I’m a Christian! But I root for the Mets” as a way to convey that he doesn’t define himself by the “typical” identifiers, but by something far more spiritual than a sports team.
I was intrigued because for most of my time as a diabetes advocate, there has always been a bit of heckling done between those who choose to use diabetes as an characteristic that defines them (the so-called “diabetic vs. PWD” debate).
My pastor said that people have a “controlling” definition that drives their life, their actions and their sense of self. Sometimes it isn’t even something they actually are, but something they want to be: I want to be rich, I want to be thinner, I want to be an astronaut.
You may not actually be these things yet but they drive so much of your thinking every day.
I have never had a problem defining myself as being a diabetic. I am a diabetic, just as I am a woman, a brunette and a fiancee. But I know that there are many people who do not identify themselves as being such. I am more intrigued by how people self-define in certain situations. Some people don’t define themselves by how much money they make or what they look like. Other people do. When I was growing up, it seemed like definitions were such an important part of figuring out “who you are.” There were the band kids, the athletes, the goth kids, the nerds. None of these definitions were probably chosen by any of these folks, but yet that’s how they were come to be known. Even know, I wonder why kind of definitions people would use to describe me.
How do you define yourself? I know that I have control over how I self-identify. I think many of us are preoccupied with focusing on things that are superficial. In New York City, this is ever-present. What we wear, where we work, what we do in our free time, even where we go for dinner is all wrapped up in this “presentation” of sorts, as if we’re on display for people to watch and judge just like celebrities. I’ll be the first one to say that I have no interest in the celebrity life, and the fact that I am even for a nano-second caught up in whether or not someone will judge me poorly for working a 9-5 job instead of being a free-spirited twentysomething really irks me! What I do for a living does not define me any more than whether or not my pancreas functions properly or if I fit into size 6 pants. All of these things are so transient and limited to a certain time and place that if you spent your life identifying yourself with things that don’t last, well, what happens when they don’t exist anymore? What happens when diabetes doesn’t exist anymore? Who are you without these things?
At the end of the day, my pastor’s talk reinforced that there really is only one definition that I should ever be concerned about, only one word that I should place higher than the rest, and that is “Christian.” Even though I have a chronic illness, and even though I know my hair looks best as a shade of brown, and even though I may be engaged or living in New York City or weight a certain amount weight, none of those shape the kind of person I want to be. I may not always live in New York, and I may not always have diabetes, and I may not always work in public relations, and I may not always be married. None of those things have the kind of eternal impact that being a daughter of God has.
So if someone asks me, “Allison, are you a type 1 diabetic or a type 2 diabetic?” I will say, “I am a Christian! But I have type 1 diabetes.”
This article was quoted from http://lemonlemonade.wordpress.com/2010/06/21/a-controlling-definition/ courtesy of Allison Blass. Thank you, Allison!
Greetings! My name is Allison Blass. I started Lemonade Life in the summer of 2005 to chronicle my life as a twentysomething living with diabetes. Now I chronicle about my life as a twentysomething, who just happens to have diabetes too.
I’m a bit of a social media maven. When I’m not writing Lemonade Life, I work on the interactive team of a healthcare public relations agency in New York City. Basically my job is to help my clients tell their story online, whether that’s reaching out to bloggers or creating a corporate presence on a social network like Facebook. I spend a lot of time online, hanging out at places like Twitter, Flickr and Facebook.
I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes in January 1994 when I was 8 years old. I currently use a Medtronic Minimed insulin pump and Continuous Glucose Monitor.
I have worked as a diabetes advocate for many years, as founder of Diabetes Teen Talk and host of Teen Talk on Diabetes Station. I have been a mentor with JDRF’s Online Diabetes Support Team since its inception in 2002, and I was a JDRF Children’s Congress delegate in 2001. I have also written for Diabetes Self-Management and Diabetes Health magazines.
I love meeting new people and I occasionally host meet-ups. I would love to meet you! Drop me a line at amblass at gmail.com.
It’s thought this term originated in the 1800s, and it is a known as a reference to the idea of someone pushing their tongue against their cheek to maintain a straight facial expression, or to prevent laughter which might give a joke away.
Pressing your tongue against the side of your cheek can help to hold back a smile, and it’s hard to talk with your tongue in pushing on your cheek. People don’t actually stick their tongues in their cheeks when saying a tongue in cheek joke,but sometimes they will state it is a “tongue in cheek” joke or situation.
So, here is what I called a “tongue and pole” situation. Good news is his tongue only lost a bit of skin and he was talking right away. I like the warning the EMT gave kids and all of us should heed it–dares are not funny! 8^)
Just when you think you can ignore diabetes around the holidays…
I love, love, love Thanksgiving. Memories, food, family, and old movies make it a cozy, comfortable day. Not if you’re a diabetic and didn’t prepare for the challenge. DO NOT hate the day. DO NOT begrudge your situation. You can make it work–really. You can satisfy your wants and remain healthy about your choices.
“Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” (1 Thessalonians 5_16-18 NIV) Continue reading “Being a Diabetic – Loving Thanksgiving” »
Candy, sugar everywhere…what to do and how to care
Don’t get frustrated, there is a way to manage your blood sugar levels on Halloween. Being too restrictive on yourself will lead to closet binging. I know, I’ve done it. My life and my family’s life changed big time when I became a diabetic. I was only ten years old and that was 40 years ago. Do the math…I’m OLD now! But I still LOVE Halloween candy. And I eat some every year. There are ways to make it work for yourself and your health.
40 years ago, on July 4th, I laid in a hospital bed while the rest of the children on the pediatric ward had pizza, soda, and cake. I heard them giggling and smelled the New York pizza’s intoxicating aroma. A nurse came in with these annoying food exchange cards and offered me a piece of cantaloupe and a dry hamburger without ketchup. Oh gag me.
By time I became a teenager, My mom and I learned a lot more about diabetes and rules became lifestyles instead of mandatory forbiddances. Candy on Halloween was allowed–with a few helps; eat in moderation, a few pieces a day is good, exercise to combat high blood sugar levels, remember the digestion info like chocolate has more fat than hard candy so it absorbs slower.
Here’s some good info from Diabetes Health online:
Linda Haselman, RN, CDE, of St. Luke’s Roosevelt Hospital’s Joslin Diabetes Center in New York City, believes in limiting candy intake. “I would never suggest, ‘Forget it for the day and enjoy yourself,’” says Haselman. “Alternate treats are the best-fruits, popcorn or nuts. Many candies are just pure sugar.” If you choose to eat sugar, do so in moderation, and pay attention to the type of candy you eat.
Chocolate bars have fat, which can be a benefit: the fat slows down the carbohydrate absorption. Candy without fat raises blood sugars more quickly. What will shoot you up the quickest? According to Chalmers, things like gummy candy, Skittles, Sweet Tarts, Life Savers and jelly beans will cause glucose to peak very fast.
Chalmers adds that peanuts, a popular feature of many American candies, also slows down carbohydrate release.
“Peanuts do have a little bit of protein,” she says, “but they are really in the fat category.”
Take It Easy
Both Chalmers and Haselman advise prudence about candy consumption for adults and children with diabetes. Everyone should stick to a healthy amount of calories each day, and candy can quickly consume that daily allowance.
“If there’s something in your diet that you really want to have,” says Haselman, “then you have to compensate by cutting back on something else. Weight gain in and of itself is no good.”
Betschart adds another tip: sharing the candy with others. “I have seen children take their bags to less advantaged children for distribution,” she says. No matter which path you choose, says Betschart, “allowing your child some choices and control over the situation will help him feel a part of the solution, and he may be less likely to resent any decisions.”
The advice is solid and it works. I still use it. Another good idea; do not buy candy in your house to give away if YOU LOVE it…ask your mom or dad to buy stuff you don’t like so you won’t be tempted to grab some leftovers.
And guess what? Pray and ask the Lord to help you–HE will!
“For I am the LORD, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you.” (Isaiah 41:13 NIV)