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Jim Bossler
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Jim Bossler is a sentence-finisher. Ironically he can't finish his own sentences. He's a musician who habitually listens to talk radio, and can't watch American Idol because it gives him too much second-hand embarrassment. Jim is the youngest of eight kids and his most impactful and early musical training was in the family station wagon singing every song on the radio in harmony with the rest of the fam. Jim follows local high school football with the same passion that one of his contemporaries follow Fantasy Football in the NFL. He is a follower of Jesus, husband, father, and man in need of grace daily.

About Jim Bossler

Jim Bossler is a sentence-finisher. Ironically he can't finish his own sentences. He's a musician who habitually listens to talk radio, and can't watch American Idol because it gives him too much second-hand embarrassment. Jim is the youngest of eight kids and his most impactful and early musical training was in the family station wagon singing every song on the radio in harmony with the rest of the fam. Jim follows local high school football with the same passion that one of his contemporaries follow Fantasy Football in the NFL. He is a follower of Jesus, husband, father, and man in need of grace daily.

Dim Mirrors

Jim Bossler
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Dim Mirrors | August 28th, 2013

Dim Mirrors

SONY DSCHave you ever experienced something and thought to yourself, “this must be like heaven?” Or have you ever had an epiphany and thought, “this must be what God felt like when ______________.”

I’ve had a lot of these experiences lately. You see my wife gave birth on June 22nd. Our baby’s name is Harry.

Being a male in the delivery room of a hospital has got to be one of the most humbling experiences a man can have. I will never know the pain of childbirth like my wife has. And those ladies in the delivery room? They all know it, too. So everything I say there has the potential to sound like I’m a patronizing jerk, even the simple encouragement for my wife to persevere.

My wife is tough and displays exemplary endurance. She has a couple marathons under her belt. In fact, on Harry’s due date she ran three miles in an effort to kickstart her labor! Who does that?

But in the throes of labor, my wife’s exemplary endurance peaks and I see and hear things from my wife that I’m not used to experiencing with her. It’s a little bit scary, but it’s mostly helplessness that I feel. The only way her pain can go away is for her to finish the process of delivering the baby but I am unable to help bear her pain. I am not even able to properly empathize with her.

But there, in that delivery room, I was able (this will sound presumptuous) to [Read more...]

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Comparative Foolishness

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Comparative Foolishness | July 23rd, 2013

Comparative Foolishness

RadioI couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I was hanging on every word coming out of the radio. An interview of a man whose son was murdered by the mother of his child was the cause of my amazement. By amazement, I mean the bad kind where you are dumbfounded at what another person has deemed proper and normal to life.

This man was being asked about the loss of his son and his answers seemed like the right ones. But something was amiss. There was no grief, no sense of wondering what he could’ve done differently, no longing for his son to be alive and with him.

Then it got bizarre. He began to make an appeal for employment, which seemed out of place.

Then he brazenly established that the employment would have to be under the table so he could still collect his government benefits. My jaw dropped . . . this was one of the most popular radio shows in Cleveland. Hundreds of thousands of people were hearing this along with me. Does he not know how much of a fool he sounds like?

The final statement was the last straw. When the interviewer asked him about his responsibility to father the children he was responsible for with a plethora of women, he simply made a sexual joke, which abruptly ended the interview. The interviewer even sat in silence. Even he knew his listeners needed a moment to gather themselves, even if it meant there would be dead air, which is a no-no in the radio business.

God’s Word unearthed itself in my memory:

 “The way of a fool is right in his own eyes.” -Proverbs 12:15

That guy doesn’t even know he sounds like an idiot.

“… a fool flaunts his folly.” -Proverbs 13:16.

He thinks he’s exercising his wisdom, but he is parading his own stupidity.

But then the Holy Spirit kicked in and turned those thoughts inward.

About fifteen years ago I applied for my first “big boy” job. I hadn’t finished college yet. In fact, [Read more...]

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Recognizing the Moment

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Recognizing the Moment | June 5th, 2013

Recognizing the Moment

Mt RileyIf I didn’t start prioritizing the overwhelming beauty around me, I was going to run out of a supposed two-week supply of film… in one day.

I was on a 4-day journey through the rugged beauty of British Columbia and the Yukon. Some friends from my church and I were driving in RVs from Seattle to Alaska via the Alaska Highway, which incidentally isn’t a highway at all. My pitiful seventeen-year-old scope of beauty was no match for everything the Canadian Rockies had to offer…breathtaking views all day, everyday, with 20-23 hours of daylight to see it. I’m pretty sure it’s the most beautiful nature I’ve ever seen, however it remains legendary in my brain because I’ve forgotten most of it. Except one view in particular.

On the last night of the trip, my friend and I took off around 9pm and decided to hike up Mt. Riley, near Haines, Alaska. We were too foolish to realize the danger we were putting ourselves in. The sun would set that night around 11:30pm and as the sun began to fade halfway into our hike, we suddenly realized our error.

Decision time. Hike another mile and a half and risk going down the mountain in the dark, or turn around and safely go back to our camp.

Like any pseudo-wise seventeen years olds, we continued on.

What awaited us at the top was [Read more...]

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Music and the Sweet Spot

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Music and the Sweet Spot | April 10th, 2013

Music and the Sweet Spot

MusicConfession: I’ve been avoiding this topic.

I think when Bevington asked me to write occasionally here at RLB, he may have thought I was going to give much of my thought to the world of church music, and maybe even occasional thoughts on secular music.  Here’s why I haven’t . . .

I’m incomplete. I haven’t formed an air-tight doctrinal statement on how a worship service should be done musically. I’m still in the process of sorting out what can get thrown out and what needs to stay. What I know for certain is that music is incredibly subjective. In my case it’s painfully subjective.

That was proven to me a couple years ago when, in the very same service, I heard comments that resembled these two thoughts:

 It’s too loud. I can’t hear myself sing.

It’s not loud enough. I can hear myself sing.

Okay, volume’s an easy one. I don’t want OSHA to fine the church for a high decibel violation. But I also don’t want the volume of music to resemble the background music one uses to motivate them in their Saturday morning chores. Side note: I’d be willing to bet that some of you are convinced that there’s an empirical correct answer between those two quoted opinions. If that’s you, gotcha! Now you have to keep reading. [Read more...]

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Do Not Be Deceived

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Do Not Be Deceived | February 28th, 2013

Do Not Be Deceived

Bossler 2 photoI grew up in Massillon, Ohio, the cradle of high school football.

The town of Massillon is crazy about football. The guy who the Cleveland Browns are named after, the great Paul Brown, played and coached there. The stadium, which bears his name, seats twenty thousand. Newborn baby boys in the local hospital receive a football in the crib. The town boasts of 22 state championships in the sport.

But there is a large asterisk alongside this legacy of football greatness. None of their championships were won by a playoff format, where a host of teams play in a tournament and whittle their way down to the top two teams who square off for the title. All of their championships were decided by sports writers, who put their heads together at the end of the season… hypothesizing that the mighty Tigers were the best team. No tournament of top teams, no title game. It was just given to them.

That changed in 1972, when Ohio’s state football championship was played for on the field. Since then, Massillon has yet to win that game.

At the risk of losing close friends and relatives, [Read more...]

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Zero to Hero

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Zero to Hero | January 24th, 2013

Zero to Hero

RLB Voices - BosslerMovies! We all have our favorite scene. We know the dialog by heart. And the picture in our head is as clear as day. What’s yours?

If you’re like me it’s a scene where some regular guy confronts the villain and comes out on top. In the process they go from zero to hero. Here’s one of my favorites. But if you’re under 13 and without parental guidance at the moment, better go get your mom:

I’ve been in situations like this before. Maybe you have, too. But my scenes don’t end like this one. Why not? Because standing up for who you are and what you believe isn’t easy. We don’t live on a Hollywood production set.

Years ago I took a class at Kent State called, Comparative Religious Thought. From day one the professor told us his class was no place to defend one’s faith. Then every day he’d take a pre-packaged, easy-target, twisted version of Christianity behind the academic woodshed.

AND I DID NOTHING ABOUT IT.

Why didn’t I stand up in that classroom [Read more...]

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