Found on the free book shelf at MVNU library

"The Late Great Planet Earth" by Hal Lindsey

Is it wrong to read to just ridicule what you are reading?

Dr. Cubie

So I'm at the MVNU library trying to do some research on Job for some sermons I'm preaching out of the book and I look up and there's Dr. Cubie coming in. He was there to read some NT Wright in preperation for a class he's teaching on Romans. He said he heard a lot about the guy and wanted to hear for himself what he had to say about Romans (New Interpreters Bible Commentary).

So we started talking about my sermon for this Sunday (the last few chapters of Job) and he gave me a heartfelt commentary on the whole book and the chapters I needed. I got more out of that commentary in just a few minutes then the ones I've spent hours reading. I like Dr. Cubie, he's a good guy.

Ouch!

Just got done playing in our first softball games of the men's fall league here in Mt. Vernon. Let's just say it was ugly, real ugly.

Simple, never easy

I've been struck lately with Shane Claiborn'e quote "simple, never easy." To reach out and love someone is almost always simple, but rarely easy. What really gets me about it is I'm always trying to figure out how our church is suppossed to love our neighborhood and how we are to be involved in it, in fact I'm always trying to figure out how I'm personally suppossed to love and be involved in our neighborhood. I always lack creative ways, saying it's very complicated in our context to love our neighbors. That's a bunch of BS and I know it. What we need to do is very simple, but I know it is hard, so I make it complicated so I have an excuse not to do it.

Last night three neighborhood teens stopped by while some of our neighbors were celebrating national roast a marshmellow night over a fire in my backyard. They sat down with us and enjoyed the fire for a few minutes. I asked them if they would be interested in hanging out once a week with me, occasionally sharing a meal, and talking about the Bible, God, and life. They all seemed so interested and they all said they would do it. Loving these kids is so simple, yet I know how hard it is. I pray I can simply love them.

Go Bucks!

Just in case anybody ever has OSU football tickets for a game this season and is not able to go and they can't figure out who to give them to I want to volunteer me and my wife to use them for you. (Hey, it's worth a shot)

being Christian

I’m so committed to having our church be a church where our number #1 outreach strategy and evangelism strategy is living Christian lives. That sounds pretty and all, but I wonder if it is a cop out to avoid the work necessary to invite others to follow Christ with us. I think it is a balance, I think it involves intentionality, and I think it actually involves planning. I struggle to understand it all. Any thoughts?

Capitalism?

I'm having a discussion with a friend about capitalism and I need to know what is wrong or right about capitalism from a Christian perspective. Also, who is a good definition of capitalism that is serious and not sarcastic? Any help would be appreciated.

Saw on a Church sign today

Get R Done For God

Test

This is only a test...

Old emails...

I was going through emails from last June and read a bunch that came shortly after Lucy was born... I haven't cried like this in a while. Those were some of the scariest days of my life. I don't think I knew which end was up. Even though I wish my daughter never had to have down's syndrome I can honestly say I love her completely the way she is and I wouldn't want her any different. I know that doesn't make sense, but it does in my mind.

I can't imagine ever loving someone as much as her, which is really weird considering we just found out Mandy is expecting. They say the due date in Feb. 6th. We are really excited, yet a bit scared. They say we have a 1 in a hundred shot of having another child with down's. Our doctor is going to get us a level 2 ultrasound at OSU this fall to help with our nerves, but even if everything is ok I'm sure we'll be scared until we get to hold our new baby in our arms.

God's been so good to us this last year and we have no reason to doubt He won't continue to do so in these next seven months and beyond.

A Sermon

I never post my sermons here, I guess I just felt like they didn't belong here. Well, I think the one I just preached might belong here for some strange reason. So below is the sermon preached at West Side today.

For the record: Our mission statement is “to be a neighborhood church that works with God to serve our neighborhood, the West Side of Mount Vernon.” The West Side of Mount Vernon is everything West of Sandusky Street to the Kokosing River on the East and South and to Rolls Royce on the North.
I want to start off this morning by reading a verse that has always been very important to me these last seven years I have lived in this neighborhood. It is found in John 1:14 and it says, “The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.” Who would like to pray for us this morning?
This verse is very important to me because it is where, in large part, where we get the doctrine of the incarnation. I realize “incarnation” is a big word, but in all reality it’s not all that confusing. To incarnate something is to make something a part of something. Like if you are making brownies from a mix you would incarnate eggs into the mix. So incarnation is a big word for a simple idea.
In the verse I read it talks about how Jesus incarnated Himself into this world. Jesus was the Word and He became flesh and blood and He made His dwelling among us. The word dwelling literally means to pitch a tent. So Jesus literally pitched His tent among us. And that is one of the most beautiful images I know of in the Bible outside of the cross. That Jesus would literally leave Heaven, become a man, and pitch His tent in our neighborhood, in the midst of our lives. So when Jesus came to earth 2000 years ago He incarnated Himself and became the incarnate Word of God. Does everybody understand that concept?
It’s important to understand that concept because that is what we want to be about at West Side Church of the Nazarene. As Jesus incarnated Himself to show the love of God to our world 2000 years ago we truly believe that we are to be about incarnational ministry as well. Our church was started here almost three years ago because that is what we believed in. We believed that we needed to be with people we were trying to reach with the love of Christ. We believed we needed to follow the example of Christ and incarnate ourselves in this neighborhood.
I looked through some of my old files that I have saved on those small disks we used to use at what time and I found some interesting quotes relating to this. The first couple quotes come from informational packets I gave to people and families from other churches who thought they might want to be a part of the team that started this church.
A part of that packet included our Core convictions, one of them said, “Our focus is incarnational, meaning that we identify with and live life among the people of the West Side.”
Another part of that packet included our dreams, one of them said, “We desire to be so involved and such a part of the West Side neighborhood that we would be considered their church, or one of their churches, even by those who do not go to any church.” Another one of our dreams said, “We Desire to have every member of Jubilee involved in ministry that reaches out into the neighborhood. Whether it is an official ministry of the church, or not, is unimportant.” And another selected dream statement of the many we had said, “We dream of a neighborhood transformed in every way by the love of Christ working through His people who are in love with Him.”
In that same packet I included our vision statement which was basically an ideal testimony that we would like to hear about five years down the road into our new church. The testimony I wrote came from an imaginary single parent with two kids. So this is basically how we dreamed we would reach and serve people with the love of Christ.
“My life is completely different than it was a year ago at this time. It all started when me and the boys moved into the West Side this past year and we were just dreading another move. We had hardly any help and it was just a really hard time in my life. But just when we started moving in a couple families from down the street came over and offered to help us move in out of the goodness of their heart. Then when we were done moving in another family from nearby brought dinner for us. What started out as a day that I was dreading turned out to be a wonderful day. That was just the start of a very weird month. I had a couple people stop by a few times to offer to pray for us, I thought it couldn’t hurt, so I let them pray for us. I told the people about my oldest boys reading problem and they got me to a tutoring program in the neighborhood community center. Then I would see all the people that had helped me gather once a week at house nearby, they were definitely weird people.
One day one of the families invited me and the boys over for dinner, so while there I asked them about the group that met together. They told me that they were like a Bible study group, but more. They told me that they studied the Bible together and prayed together, but they were also committed to taking care of each other as well as the neighbors that lived around them. Then that group was also apart of a larger church that met just a few blocks away. A few people who belonged to their church had even started the community center and tutoring program that my son goes to.
They asked me to go to church with them, I said “no”, but within a few weeks I was there. I loved it, the worship was wonderful, the people were all so caring and friendly, and the guy who spoke even kept me somewhat interested in what he had to say. If I wasn’t surprised enough that I liked it, go figure, my boys couldn’t wait to go back the next week. Within a month I gave my life to Jesus Christ and my life hasn’t been the same since.
About a month after that I joined the home group that took care of me when I first moved in and let me tell you they have been wonderful. They’ve not only taught me what it means to be a Christian, but they also have been the family to me that I’ve never had. And just last month I’ve started volunteering at the community center that people in the church run, I figured I needed to start giving back. It has been the most wonderful year of my life and I can’t wait for someone new to move in the neighborhood so I can help them move in.”
And then in a letter I wrote to our entire neighborhood introducing our church to the neighborhood written and put on every door about a week before we started I found this paragraph:
“One of the main goals of this church is to be a neighborhood church for the people and community in the West Side neighborhood of Mount Vernon. When we say we want to be a neighborhood church we mean that we want to be a part of this neighborhood in every aspect. Almost everything we do will be focused in and around this neighborhood. Most importantly we want to serve this neighborhood. I realize all of that is easy to say, but my prayer is that we would be able to live up to those goals."
I read all those quotes to make a point. We are here to reach and serve this neighborhood with the love of Christ. We didn’t start this church to be the fourth option for Nazarenes when picking a church to go to on Sunday morning. We didn’t start this church to be the next cool church in town. We started this church to reach and serve this neighborhood with the love of Christ.
And our plan to reach and serve this neighborhood had absolutely nothing to do with ministering from a distance. We wanted to be a part of this neighborhood in every way. To cast our lot with the people who live here. To actually live here and be known by our neighbors and to know our neighbors. To be a visible, tangible, touchable, ever present, representation of the Body of Christ. To be salt and light here in the West End. To be the city on a Hill that cannot be hidden.
To be honest I think we have lost that focus or at least I have. I think I have been more worried about growing a church on Sunday mornings, than a church that lives, breathes, and witnesses here seven days a week. I realized about two weeks ago that I was just content to have a big crowd sitting here on Sunday mornings filling the pews (or chairs?) and filling the offering plates. That would be ok if we thought the way we were going to reach this neighborhood was going to be by a Sunday morning service, but I don’t think we are going to have a chance doing it that way. We thought the only chance we had since before we ever started this church was to incarnate the Body of Christ into this neighborhood.
After Jesus incarnated Himself John tells us that they were able to see His glory and His grace and His truth and also that He was from the father. When we live here together in this neighborhood I wonder if our neighbors will then be able to see God’s glory as His body is present, if they will be able to feel His grace because we freely give it, if they will be able to understand His truth because we live it, and if they will know we belong to the Father because we act like His Children as we live together in His family.
When Mandy and I first toured all the Nazarene Churches recruiting people to come and help us we said we were going to make one of the requirements for membership in our church, whenever we started taking members and we still haven’t, that you either had to live in this neighborhood or be a part of it in a meaningful way at least once a week in addition to Sunday morning. And the emphasis was always supposed to be on moving into the neighborhood and the part about being involved in the neighborhood weekly was added for those people who really couldn’t move here. Those requirements, even though we haven’t taken members yet, has been so watered down by me over the years as I became happy to just have a growing congregation on Sunday mornings. I apologize to you for that. I apologize especially to those who have been coming here for a while now and never heard that we were committed to this way of reaching out and living life together. I apologize for not holding us to the vision I believe God gave us.
But that is who I believed we are called to be as West Side Church of the Nazarene. A church and a people that are incarnated in this neighborhood. And I realize we can all live in this neighborhood and still be as separate and distant as if we all drove forty five minutes to come to church here. We can all be so busy with life that we forget about each other and this neighborhood and just think that Sunday will be good enough. I don’t say that judgingly, because I know I have done that myself. So even if we all move in here we would have to realize that is just the first step.
I realize I am asking a lot when I say things like this because I know how much it can cost us. Nobody grows up dreaming that one day they will be able to live in the West End. We dream of comfort and luxury. But I also know the dreams of the Kingdom of God our so counter every dream this world puts in our head.
I invite you today to consider moving into the West End of Mount Vernon so that together we can reach and serve the people of this neighborhood with the love of Christ.

I haven't seen it yet, but I want to...

Review: "Who Killed the Electric Car?"by Ed Spivey Jr.SojoMail 6-29-2006 They say you're not paranoid if people are really out to get you. The same can hold true for conspiracy theorists who walk the earth in constant vigil against the dark collusion behind every thwarted effort for human good. Those twitchy bands of nervous nellies - their pockets stuffed with yellowed news clippings on the Kennedy assassination - are no doubt high-fiving the release of "Who Killed the Electric Car?" a documentary that, at least in this one case, proves them 100% correct. In 1992, after a billion dollars in research, General Motors produced 200 EVs, an all-electric vehicle that would comply with California's mandate that a zero-emissions car comprise up to 10% of the total fleet sold in that state. To those lucky few who were able to lease one, the car quickly became an object of love, smugness, and downright obsession. As promised, the car could travel at highway speeds for up to 100 miles on a single charge, more than enough for the average daily commute. The drivers reported nothing but passionate praise for their new rides, and environmentalists saw this as the first wave of a technology that would dramatically reduce air pollution and dependence on foreign oil. They were wrong. The movie is generous in its blame for the unconscionable demise of this miracle car, and aims its first barbs at a fickle driving public suspicious of anything new. It's bona fides for fairness thus established, the filmmakers quickly focus in on the real culprits: GM and the oil companies. If the film is to be believed (cue conspiracists), GM soon realized the EV would compete against its gas-fueled cars. Additionally, the company worried about dealers losing their primary profit centers - periodic maintenance and replacement parts that electric cars would never need. Servicing the EV meant occasionally rotating the tires and replenishing the windshield washer fluid. A car company that had for decades built planned obsolescence into its vehicles had inadvertently produced a car that owners might never need to replace. For their part, oil companies financed a multimillion dollar lobbying campaign against California's air quality regulations. Chevron purchased the patents of a superior battery that would have given the EV even more range, and then kept that technology from the marketplace. The pro-oil Bush administration weighed in by promoting hydrogen technology and then pressured a California regulatory agency to kill the zero emissions requirement in favor of this unproven fuel. In hopes of delaying the proven electric technology, other automobile manufacturers - including the now-green Honda and Toyota - hopped on the hydrogen promotional bandwagon despite the fact that production and infrastructure is decades away, if not a complete pipe dream. Eventually, GM recalled all 200 of its electric cars and crushed them, sometimes within view of their heartbroken owners, many of whom were arrested for attempting to block the action. An aerial view of dozens of flattened EVs in a desert storage area bears mute condemnation of the corporations that purposely kept an innovative and environmentally conscientious technology from reaching the public. "Who Killed the Electric Car" ends on a hopeful note of grassroots activism and ingenuity, and portends that green technology will eventually win out. But this feel-good finale does little for the melancholy the viewer feels after watching this eloquent and sad eulogy to the little car that could have.

My two favorite girls!

 

Another post

Done with seminary, graduated last Saturday. Today's is Mandy's last day of teaching, she's only teaching half time next year. I just read something written about me by someone who doesn't know me very well. People have to be careful doing stuff like that cause my head got so big it almost burst. I had to remember what our graduation speaker told us, "don't believe what people say about you." I think that is some good advice. I leave for Florida on Sunday for a week of vacation. When I come back I look forward to being something like a full time pastor. I really appreciated hof's post on focusing on bringing justice on the micro level and letting the macro level flow out of that. It was pretty interesting considering I just called Rep. Ney's office and asked him to vote for more money for Darfur. Hof said most people interested in social justice don't even know what the justice issues are in their own communities. At first I didn't even think I knew of any in my little town, but then I was able to think of a few. I hope I have the courage to fight for justice and not sell out. After reading Irresistable Revolution I really wanted to get arrested for some kind of social justice issue, but Mandy reminded me that is just a form of urban pride (but we live in rural america). I'm still thinking about joining the Christian Peacemaking Teams (www.cpt.org). Maybe a group of us could join together? I'm currently reading Resident Aliens (by Hauerwas and Willimon) right now, good stuff so far. I just can't help but thinking if we would actually realize we our only resident aliens it would help us live so much more faithfully. There's a bunch of sorta scattered, random thoughts for you.

Irresistable Revolution

I just finished Irrisistable Revolution by Shane Claiborne. Honestly one of the best books I have ever read. I've realized why I liked it so much today while I wrote my sermon for tomorrow. It gives the ability to imagine a new way of living life. We are so caught up with passages in Scripture about selling all you own, about believers considering none of their possessions their own, about turning the other cheek, and so many others that seem to only play with our minds. They play with our minds so much because they seem to be on to something so great, but they are so opposite the way our society teaches us to live. We can't even imagine living those passages out in 2006 America. But Shane and his friends in Philly seem to have really taken Jesus words seriously and have found a way to live out what they heard Jesus talking about. I'm not saying we all have to do it just like Shane, he would even say we don't. But after they read those hard passages they imagined another way so opposite our culture and they actually had the balls to live it out.

I've just started imagining a new way for us to follow Christ in the West End of Mount Vernon. Hopefully we'll have the balls to keep on imagining and dreaming together and to then see if our dreams can become reality.

Hospitality

The thing I like most about hospitality is when a guest in your house is in the shower of your only bathroom and you really got to urinate. What do I like about that you ask? Well, it gives me an excuse to go urinate outside under the stars.

I'm so happy!!!

I just walked out of my last class in seminary. I am done! Three long years are all done! Thank you God!

Update on my life...

-My last class at seminary is this Monday night, then I'm done. I can't tell you all how excited I am to be done.
-Mandy bought me a new gas grill as a graduation present. We fired it up last night and had a big cookout. I like cookouts.
-I'm reading irresistable revolution by Shane Claiborne of the Simple Way in Philly. It's making me think really hard and evaluate really hard right now. I think I'm gonna have our whole church read it so we can think really hard and evaluate really hard together, which will hopefully lead us to change the way we live together. I absolutely love the book, not because he has any new thoughts, but because he calls us prophetically to live the way we believe. And yes, I've already read Blue Like Jazz and loved it, but this book takes the discussion to a whole nother level.
-I am absolutely amazed by my daughter and so are her doctors and therapists. She shouldn't be doing as well as she is. I love her more every day. Her b-day in June 12th, but were celebrating it on June 4th, you are all invited to come. I'll post the party info on her blog within the next week.
-I've almost lost thirty bounds, this morning I weighed in at 223. If I can get down to 200 and keep it off for at least three months then Mandy and decided I could get a tatoo on my left forarm.

Seperated at Birth? (Thanks Ben)

Mark Palmer

Mark Palmer passed away last week. He was a church planter in Columbus, one in whom I had a deep respect for. The house he lived in was like a community house where three to four other people besides his family lived in and where their church gathered on a regular basis to be church. Their house is known as 64 King, it got that name from its address . I guess the best thing I can say about Mark is that I hope and have been hoping that when Lucy grows up she will be able to live in 64 King or a house like it. I see her being accepted there, being able to thrive there, being able to serve and be served there, seeing and experiencing the Kingdom there, and learning how to be a disciple there.

All you Landing Place people out there in blog land know that we will continue to hold you all up in prayer and we will stay in touch. Also know that we appreciate so much the love you have for our daughter. Who knows what the future holds, but maybe someday Lucy will join you all down there.

live from Israel

well i've ridden a camel, ate at mcdonalds, been in lots of caves, seen lots of tells, floated in the dead sea, walked on the sea of Galilee... make that rode in a boat on the sea of Galilee, saw the valley of Armegedan, saw an ancient fort that was amazing, prayed at the Western Wall, been on part of the via del a rosa, been to the Mount of Olives, been on Mount Carmel, seen where the Dead Sea scrolls were found, saw a shirt that said Super Jew, and have had a good, but very tiring time so far. Though I miss my wife and daughter terribly right now. If any of you see my wife or daughter tell her I love her and miss her very much.

Ugh!

Why is it that 12 hours after I decide to give up cookies and ice cream for lent the girl scout cookies I ordered over a month ago show up on my door step?

I leave for Israel in 12 days... James, sorry I haven't called you back yet.

House

Our church just looked at a house to buy. We would have a couple live in the upstairs and then use the downstairs for ministry/church/whatever space. It has a huge yard and that excites me. It's a big decision, but I think the church is leaning towards doing it.

Peace

As I sit in my peace class I am struck by how easy it is to hold a Christian pacifist position. It doesn’t cost me a thing. If my country goes to war and I am against the war shouldn’t I be required to somehow actively try to be a peacemaker? Shouldn’t I be required to do more than tell a few friends I’m against the war and occasionally say a prayer for peace? Shouldn’t I possibly join a Christian Peace Making Team and go to Iraq and work for peace in nonviolent ways? Oh hold on a second Kevin, you have a wife, a child, and a church. Yeah, but so do a lot of the soldiers fighting in Iraq? They believe in what they are doing enough that they will give years away from their families to go to Iraq. Do I really believe that nonviolence can bring peace or do I just believe that nonviolence is a fun, cool, and even trendy position to hold?

thoughts

Last week I preached on 1 Cor 7:29-31 which says in part, "those who mourn, as if they did not; those who are happy, as if they were not...For this world in its present form is passing away. " I said lots of things about this, probably even some pretty good stuff, but not what tugs at my heart when I read that.

I think about Lucy some nights and I cry. I really hurt for her. Yet when I read that passage I'm reminded that downs is only for this life, in heaven all our tears will be wiped away. Some times I think about Lucy and get real excited. I dream about her winning Little Miss Knox County at the Fair, about her lighting up our neighborhood with her smile, and about her dancing and singing on Broadway. Yet I know when I read this passage that even if all that takes place that is not where our hope lies and all that is nothing compared to our inheritance in heaven.

I try to keep this life in perspective. It's tough sometimes.

I might write a book

Today, as I was holding Lucy, a book idea came to my mind. Like an idea for me to write a book. Nothing huge, just a small book of theology for the average person. It would address how one should properly look at down syndrome and other birth defects (I'm not even sure if downs is technically a birth defect), specifically how do we see and understand God in the midst of having a child with downs.

I wouldn't want it to be a "our journey" type of book, though it would doubtless have some of that in there, but a book that really helps people understand God, especially in the midst of having a child with downs. One of the first chapters would be on the fall and how that plays a role in downs, and one of the last would be on heaven and everything being made new.

It won't get started on it tell I'm done with seminary this June, and for that matter it might not ever get started. I just want to tell the world what I think is a correct theology, and a correct theology is a lot better than this pop theology (God only gives angels like her to great parents like you) that sounds good at first, but causes a lot more problems latter on.

Question

Someone in my class said today, "All the beatitudes are impractical." He wasn't saying they aren't what we are supposed to do, just that they are impractical. I'm left wondering... Especially in light of my last post.

by the way I think I'm a pacifist.

Be successful and carry your cross?

We are so pragmatic. We want to do things to be successful. So we do things to help us be successful without much thought to what we should be doing. The cross wasn’t very pragmatic. Why do we do church in such a way that is only geared to being successful. Why can’t we do it in such a way that is geared towards being faithful?

We hear all this stuff about numbers, why not more about the marginalized. We hear all this stuff about numbers, why not more about justice. We hear all this stuff about numbers, why not more about loving your neighbor. If we care about the marginalized, fighting for justice, and loving our neighbor we might find ourselves on a cross and not in a large growing church. Yet we are people of the Resurrection and the gift of Pentecost; I wonder where that leads us?

Almost done...

I walked out of my house tonight to go to my weekend class at Ashland and I'm just tired. I want to go cause it's the class I've looked forward to the most at seminary (history and thought of the Christian Peace Position), but I'm just pooped. I want to be done with seminary, though at the same time I love it. I just keep thinking get through March and life will slow down a bit, well at least in my dream world it will...

Oh by the way, I go to Israel in March for one of my last classes. Ten day study tour with Dr. Byron and a bunch of good friends. Only bad thing is that I have to leave behind Mandy and Lucy. Not sure how I'm gonna handle that one just yet...

Well I went to see the monster trucks and I guess the bes t way you could describe it is to say it is a cross between the county fair (rough truck, demolition derby... kind of stuff) and a clean WWE. My little brother loved it, so it was worth it for me.

I went over to the MVNU gym today to walk with Lucy. I realized yesterday I never got beyond our front porch and that I had to get some exercise. I put Lucy in one of those carrying things that straps her to me and went walking. To be honest I felt a little weird as people probably wondered about me, but I really didn't care in the end. I didn't care so much I bought a chocolate muffin before I left at that little cafe thing they had there. I eat terrible and need to fix something quick. E Stetler you need to come up here and fix me with your healthy ways.

I love my daughter. I'm so proud of her and I find out more and more that I forget about here chromosones. I even catch myself dreaming big dreams for her future just like any parent would for their kid. Their probably a tad bit unrealistic, but then again, aren't most parents? I dream she'll sing and dance on Broadway someday. I thank God for her everyday.

I think God has healed her. Not in that she doesn't have downs anymore or that she won't have any problems associated with it, I just believe God has healed her. I can't even describe what I mean when I say that I just believe God has healed her. Thank you Father! 

Basement

I locked myself in my basement today. I had to take the door off the hinges to get out.

Strange Request

Tomorrow night (Friday 1/6) I'm taking my little brother from Big Brothers/Big Sisters to go see the Monster Trucks at Nationwide Arena. Now I'm not sure if anybody who reads this blog has any connections at Nationwide or in the Monster Truck Circuit, but it anybody does could you pull some strings for me and get us pit passes for tomorrow night? I could really care less about getting close to the big trucks, but I know my little would love it. I know that they have an open pit on Saturday afternoon, but we can't go that day. Any help would be appreciated. Call me 740 392 3197 or email me peterkevinson@yahoo.com with an info or help.