Where Eric Liddell taught Sunday School
The Morningside United Church, where Eric Liddell taught Sunday school, just included a little ad for our Edinburgh Festival Fringe run of Beyond the Chariots in their August newsletter.
The Morningside United Church, where Eric Liddell taught Sunday school, just included a little ad for our Edinburgh Festival Fringe run of Beyond the Chariots in their August newsletter.
I'm finishing up an independant film with Jed Kasica (John and Paula's son) here in St. Louis. Recently Mrs. Kasica reported that the doctors announced her sister's brain tumor was completely gone! As you may remember, we did an enacted prayer for her sister during improv worship on the fourth of July. God is so good.
Sincerely,
Kaelen
I got group hugged by the acting students of the Salvation Army's Southern Territorial Music Institute. For the first time in 49 states and 23 countries I missed my flight! I was overjoyed. I don't have a performance until Thursday, so I was glad to experience solo night and sit in on one more class session.
When I got to the airport today my flight was oversold, so I put my name on the list to get bumped. I was going to rent a car to see the preview performance and join you for worship tomorrow morning, but people didn't show up for the flight, so they forced me to board. The performance is going on as I write, so I've been lifting you up and will continue to do so tomorrow for the finale. Lord bless each of you!
Rich
During our 10 hours of improv training from Mark Oppenlander at MasterWorks Omar kept reminding us of the importance of "Yes, and..." That's taking what comes and adding to it. Last night while performing Beyond the Chariots in Welling, Oklahoma, (the end of the Trail of Tears) I reached the scene in which Eric Liddell is in the hospital bed, dying. Just then, a dog yelped outside. I found out later it was Boots Barrington, who was picking a fight with a cat. I said, in my best educated Scots, "Who let the dog in?" The crowd burst into laughter, so I followed it up: "Don't let him get any of the rations!" Again they howled (but thankfully the dog had stopped). I capped it with, "Tell him he can catch the rabbits now." The audience laughed harder, which set up the poignancy of the rest of the scene like nothing else could.We shared some leftover fireworks with the students who left late. Our wonderful hosts Bill & Judy got permission from the police department to shoot them out over Winona Lake.
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What an incredible culmination of a month's hard work. I couldn't be more proud of this amazing cast! I saw each of them grow so much artistically and in their relationships with the Lord. Their hard work really paid off. We had four solid performances, and people were thanking us for things in the play we hadn't seen ourselves. They did so well that next year I'm bringing in a casting director.
This year we were blessed with a 10-hour improv intensive by Mark "Omar" Oppenlander, who was the improv captain at Taproot Theatre Co. in Seattle. Though he attended George Fox University with me, we had fallen out of touch. I was reintroduced by Jen Matthews, who pictured here alongside Omar.
For our closing program we performed an hour of improv, then did almost three hours of enacted prayer! It was only interrupted by some fireworks and some improvisational worship.
Ken Wales (actor in 34 films opposite James Dean, John Forde and the like, and filmmaker on all the original Pink Panther films, The Tamarind Seed, Breakfast at Tiffany's, The Party, Christy and Amazing Grace) blessed our theatre department for four days. He critiqued a runthrough of The Crucible and met one-on-one with every student but one (he gave him his personal phone number because he ran out of time). He said to post how much he loves our students.
Dr. Kavanaugh brought me up on stage during our final worship service. He stuck the rifle we used in The Crucible up to my chest and told me he'd kill me or shut down a certain fast food chain. I let them and all their fans down. Then he said he'd shoot me if I didn't give him all my possessions. I told him he could have them. Then he asked if I'd die for my bride, Joyce. I said, "Without hesitation." Then he said, "Curse Jesus or I'll blow you away." "Blow me away," I responded.
Dr. Kavanaugh then told the students they should know what they'd die for. Then he said, "Now ask yourself what you're going to live for." He encouraged us to spend our lives on people.
Franz Mohr spoke this morning in our worship service. He was the piano tuner for great pianists like Horowitz, Cliburn and Rubinstein.
He was 16 when his village was completely wiped out by American B-17s. He put his hand over his mother's mouth to keep her from praying. He told her there was no God.
Years later he was in a Bible study to argue, but the leader was filled with so much love Mohr didn't know how to counter it with hate. The leader gave him a Bible and wrote his address inside, telling Mohr that one day he would write to say that he'd given his life to the Lord.
The Bible sat on his shelf for many years, but one day he opened it and started reading from page one.
By the time he read through Matthew he was ready to give his life to the Lord, but he didn't know how to pray, because all the prayers of his youth were written, and none of them fit. He remembered the thief on the cross and called out to Jesus: "Remember me!" He said, "The Lord changed my heart from a heart of hate to a heart of love."
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To find out more about Mohr's story, order his book, "My Life with the Great Pianists."
Patrick Kavanaugh, who founded the MasterWorks Festival with his wife, Barbara, is preaching on 2 Kings 6:8-17. He encouraged those who feel like they're the only Christian in their orchestra, theatre company or school to see that we're not alone even if we are the only Christian, because the host of heaven are backing us up.
He urged us to consider how we can maximize our lives for Christ. People ask him when he's going to retire and he says, "When I go above!" We only have this lifetime to share God's love for the world.
For a season he felt compelled to share the Gospel every day. After one very long day he was climbing into bed and it occurred to him that he hadn't shared that day. He climbed into his car and drove to a gas station, where there was biker on his hog. Dr. Kavanaugh told him the situation and asked if he could share with the man. They both had a good laugh, but the man agreed to listen. After he heard about God's great love for him the man shared that he was on the way to commit suicide. He wasn't ready to commit his life to Christ, but it seemed clear that he would have many more years to think about it.
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