Stan Rodda

April 17, 2007

Virginia Tech runs deeper!

What do a white man's racist comments and a young man's murderous rampage have in common?

By now all of America has heard, and the entire world knows about the horrific events that took place at Virginia Tech early on Monday morning. The world saw a young man, who was at the end of his rope, give in to some major issues in his life. He took the situation into his own hands, followed through on some of his english papers, and ended up murdering 32 people before 10 am and ending his own life as the police officers were getting close.

The other day my wife was watching Oprah (please forgive her), but the issue actually caught my attention. I was impressed with the boldness of some of her guests as they discussed a very different issue than the circumstances at Virginia Tech. There was a panel of men and women discussing how certain forms of rap and hip-hop music are grafting into our very culture the demeaning of women. So many issues were discussed, from how some of these same people who are putting these messages out in their music, are also putting out pornographic videos as well. Many of those on the panel, and a group of young women from a prestigious university, were actually close to having the heart of the issue pinned down.

Then Monday morning, the massacre at Virginia Tech happened. A young man, who was obviously missing something in his life, murdered 32 other people, affecting hundreds of families and their friends. These issues on the surface aren't anywhere related. You have an issue that arose from Don Imus and his racist, sexist comments, and the other scene where a South Korean young man goes on a murderous rampage. Aren't these issues completely unrelated? I mean, on the surface they have nothing to do with each other, do they?

You're right, on the surface they don't. But we have to look under the surface to see the real problem. The real problem is that humanity has a sin problem. We are messed up, every single one of us. You may be the Lead Minister at a wonderful, growing church , or you may be the thief living in a dark alley on the streets of New York, it doesn't matter, we're all messed up. In our world, we have tried to get rid of all standards. This is the basis of the philosophy that says, 'All roads lead to heaven'. If you remove the standard by which our morals are judged, then it doesn't matter which way you go from there. Therefore, you can murder someone with no thought for humanity because there is no standard, no right or wrong. You can rap about pimps, hos and all the other demeaning terms, sell it and market it to kids for millions of dollars in profit, and call it free speech or living the American dream. How? We have taken away the Source by which we judge what is good, rght and moral. We are breeding and raising a generation and culture of people who believe there is no moral standard and therefore the situations and circumstances will keep coming and never go away. Do I want to see mass murder on our nation's college campuses? Absolutely not. Do I want to see demeaning and derogatory language used in our nation's accepted cultural music? Absolutely not. But this type of stuff will continue in our nation until the moral standard, the Source of right and wrong, is put back in place.

This is not a difficult problem to solve. Both of these circumstances, while completely unrelated on the surface, are absolutely, 100% connected at their root. Humans are a mess. We have sinned, and we have messed up the world. The solution is to realize that we need God. Our nation needs God, humans need God, our world needs God. And God has opened Himself up to us, and provided a way for us to come to Him. The sin problem will never be fully solved until Christ comes back someday, but for now, the closest we can get it to live our lives according to a standard that gives us right and wrong. And that standard is provided by God.

1 John 1:8-9

February 16, 2007

I Wonder!

The year was 1789. I wonder if he was scared. I wonder if the sound of gun shots rang in his ears the night before. I wonder if the sound of cannons, men screaming and buildings crashing to the ground, haunted his thoughts. On the eve of the French Revolution, was he afraid? Afraid of what the future held for him? Afraid that he might not live up to his own standard? Would he be able to effectively be the man he needed to be? Surely as he laid in bed that night, the night before an amazing ten year war began, he was a little nervous, a little worried, a little scared.

With growing national imperialism and economic competition, and sure there had to be a faster way, I wonder if he couldn't sleep that night. The Catholic Monarchs had chosen to sponsor his journey, his adventure, his trip into the unknown. But their financial backing couldn't possibly subdue his doubts, his concerns, his fears. Surely they weren't enough. Did he look out his window that night, the night before he set sail, and see the waves from the ocean crash into the shore? Did he question his safety? Did he question the likelihood of his success? Did he question whether or not he was right and would actually be able to accomplish his goal? I imagine his stomach was in knots, his mind raced with images of the unknown and his heart skipped as he imagined the possibilities.

Men want to succeed. I don't know any man on the face of this earth who doesn't want to be great, who doesn't want to make something of himself, who doesn't want to become something more than he might already be. Men may be afraid to share their emotions and feelings with those around them, but trust me, they have them. Men are afraid of the unknown. Why? Because they carry the weight of needing, wanting, desiring to be a success. Not only for themselves, but also for those around them. They are nervous about the future. Their minds frantically search to play out any given situation so that when it arises they will be able to handle it. Handle it for themselves, handle it for their families or their friends around them. Men want to succeed.

I am no different. Fear of the future, fear of the unknown. I ask myself, "Will I succeed? Do I know what I'm doing? What if my calculations are off? How will this effect my family? How will this effect my church? How will this effect my God? I wonder. I lay awake and wonder, "Will I succeed?" I have little more than four days until the future becomes the present. Will I be a good father to a little girl? Will I be the Godly influence she needs as she grows? Will I be able to provide for her and give her what she needs? Will I be able to protect her and do what's right for her even when it hurts, even when it strains our relationship? Will I succeed?

No doubt Napoleon Bonaparte laid awake wondering about the French Revolution and the war to come. The death, the bloodshed, the decisions to make, the life in his hands. No doubt he wondered. No doubt Christopher Columbus laid awake the night before his journey, that would bring him to the Americas, and wondered about the sea, the weather, the route, the equipment, the supplies, the possibilities, all the details that likely flooded his mind. No doubt he wondered. They were men. And men want to succeed. And because they want to succeed, they wonder, and sometimes they fear. I am no different.

January 20, 2007

Just forget it!

Alright world, I give up. Just forget the whole thing. No one blogs anymore. Everyone is over at myspace having a little party. I have obviously joined in the ruckus (sp?) and you should to. I will therefore relinquish blogging duties at this site. Please now find me at Thank you.

October 24, 2006

New Podcast

Hey everyone! I have great news. PCOC now has a podcast. You can sign up on our website and receive podcasts of our messages each week. For some of you that might be cool. For others, you may not want to listen to me that badly. However, the more subscribers I have, the more reasons to keep it. Anyway, check out our website,
  • , to see for yourself. Just click on the podcast link. You can add comments about the sermons you hear, or ask me questions about them. I would even accept advice and suggestions from you preachers. You can read the Bible online while you listen, you sort by the speaker or sermon series. It's great. Well, check it out and subscribe to our podcast.

    Because of His Grace,
    Stan Rodda

    July 29, 2006


    It happens to everyone doesn't it. You know, you spend time putting something together for people you care about. Or you do it for someone you love. Maybe it's a nice dinner at home, or a lovely night out on the town. Maybe it's just a nice warm bath at the end of a hard day. You put effort, time, money and most importantly your heart, into it. Then, after all is said and done, and you have put a piece of yourself into something, the person doesn't appreciate it. Your dinner goes without a mention of the hard work. The night out on the town turns into a fight over finances. The warm bath gets cold. When that happens there's a feeling that finds its way to the surface of your being. That feeling you get deep down inside of yourself, you know the one that rips at the very depths of your soul, the feeling that says, "No one cares", or, "She doesn't love me anymore," or, "Why do I even give him second chances?", that's the feeling I want you to imagine. That feeling SUCKS. No one likes to feel that way. And yet millions of us feel it everyday. We try and try and try, but always for someone else. We give it our all and they either don't appreciate it or they just shoot you down and your effort with them turns into a battle for survival. Not a physical survival, but a survival in that relationship, or in your job, or with family. Is there a way to not feel that way? A way to let that feeling go? I don't know for sure. Probably, but is it practical to daily life? I don't know that either. All I know is, I'm tired of trying. I'm tired of trying for people who don't care. How can you look past continual hurts and pains with people who don't give a crap about the work you do? How? But why should I complain. Millions deal with it just like me. I mean, it happens to everyone, doesn't it?

    May 03, 2006

    New PCOC Stuff

    Hey everyone! Just thought I'd let you know that there is new PCOC stuff going on. Here are a few links for you to check out
  • PCOC Forum

  • GodsHere Online Store!

  • Have fun and feel free to pitch in.

    April 12, 2006

    Preacher Humor!

    Hey everyone. I am just having some fun online and built myself a store. It's really fun. Check it out.
  • Preacher Humor
  • is the place to go. See if you like something and buy it. Anyway, I'll catch you all later. Peace.

    April 03, 2006

    Thousand Foot Krutch

    Okay, so you all already know about my awesome trip to the Thousand Foot Krutch concert. I got in on a guest list and that was awesome. The night started out a little freaky though. A tornado went through Springfield about the time the concert was supposed to start, so we were up against the wall for a while, until the storm passed. Then when it was time to start, it was a mad dash to the stage. Anyway, the guitarist from the Lost Boys, after he was done, came over and stood by Misty and I and hung out for a while. When he was about to leave, he gave us his back stage pass and so we went back and met some of the band members. Not only that, but we watched Thousand Foot Krutch from about 30 feet away, backstage. It was awesome. Then when they were done, I waited for them and got to meet them. They signed my backstage pass and everything. It was awesome. I was walking on air. It was an amazing experience. Hopefully I'll get to do that again. It rocked.

    March 27, 2006


    Hey everyone! My bathroom is finally finished, I think. Anyway, check out the before and after below. Grace and Peace.



    March 23, 2006

    Don't hate me!

    Alright, so Thousand Foot Krutch is going to be in Springfield. I heard about the concert, but I also heard that it was sold out. No big deal. I didn't think much about going either. But now, I'm going. Check this out. One of the bands opening for T.F.K. is a band called the Lost Boys. Their lead guitar guy is married to a lady that my wife works with. So guess what? I'm going to the concert on the GUEST LIST of the Lost Boys. I get to walk in for FREE. Cha Ching. How cool is that? I can't wait. It's going to be awesome. Anyway, just thought I'd share the fun news with the world. Peace.