Wednesday, October 29, 2003
Short Ponderings...
If the words authority and authenticity have the same root, and essentially meant the same thing originally, what happened?
The emerging world is more interested in a search for beauty than a search for absolute truths. Does this threaten your Christianity? Or could it be that this shift plays right into the hand of the Orchestrator of History? How can we put truth and beauty back together again, acknowledging Jesus as the ultimate source of both?
The words human and humble also have the same root, meaning "of the earth." Humility, at the core, is nothing more than a true view of one's self. Are you a down-to-earth kind of person?
If the words authority and authenticity have the same root, and essentially meant the same thing originally, what happened?
The emerging world is more interested in a search for beauty than a search for absolute truths. Does this threaten your Christianity? Or could it be that this shift plays right into the hand of the Orchestrator of History? How can we put truth and beauty back together again, acknowledging Jesus as the ultimate source of both?
The words human and humble also have the same root, meaning "of the earth." Humility, at the core, is nothing more than a true view of one's self. Are you a down-to-earth kind of person?
Tuesday, October 28, 2003
Waiting For 24
In less than an hour, the weekly rhythms of our household will adjust slightly for a few months. Turn off the phone ringer. Stop what you're doing. The first installment of this season's '24' is about to begin. So, while I still have some time, let's see where today's thoughts will go...
Jolie and I are trying to re-adjust our weekly routines in order to be more intentional about living in the "way of Jesus." It's compelling how much "good stuff" you can be about in a 24-hour period if you hold yourself to a few simple disciplines. I'll have more on this in the near future, as some of us are trying to articulate a family-friendly, contemporary version of a monastic "rule" that will yield even greater structure and discipline (yes, these words aren't so profane after all!).
I learned a few practical things today about our move to Austin. First, postmodern strategists like to refer to Austin as "the Bermuda Triangle of church planters." [I now recall one person labeling it "the black hole" in New Mexico last week.] It seems that many people have tried planting churches in the last 3 years or so, but most have disappeared! The culture is rather quirky, and most efforts haven't taken the time to really get to know it and be patient in the process. To loosely quote pioneer planter Don Vanderslice of Mosaic Austin, They don't eat at Chili's and they don't buy CD's at Best Buy. They don't like anything corporate or artificial. They do things their own way, support the local scene completely, and smell right-wing institutional religion a mile away! The good news is that there's plenty of room for anyone called by God to be patient, authentic and loving.
The other thing I learned was about raising money. In the past couple of days Jolie and I have realized that we don't want her to take on a full-time job in order to be the bread-winner. It's not that she's unqualified, or that I'm insecure about it. We just realized that we wouldn't have much of a family if she worked 40-hour weeks, and THEN I had to do everything for the church plant at night. We'd rarely see each other, and when we did it would be stressful! So now here we are in the 11th hour - convinced that we need to raise our own support for a while. Oh, and what I learned was that it's hard. The Austin economy is struggling right now. There are a lot of financial networks out there, but many of them have unnecessary theological strings attached to them. Seems to me that Paul was violently opposed to placing any obstacles in the way of potential believers, save the cross alone. If people were willing to accept the cross as the bridge to God, then that was enough for the apostle. But don't get me started on that rant. There's not enough time until '24' starts.
I guess I would like to requisition your prayers. If I may be so presumptous, would you be willing to pray for the sale of our house in a timely manner? Would you be caring enough to ask the Spirit to prepare the way for our arrival in Austin, giving us regular doses of wisdom about how to proceed? And would you ask the Father to provide for our finances in miraculous and merciful ways?
We will keep before us
the deepening and strengthening
of our companions' faith,
assisting each other
in meditation and prayer. (Aidan of Lindisfarne, Celtic prayer)
In less than an hour, the weekly rhythms of our household will adjust slightly for a few months. Turn off the phone ringer. Stop what you're doing. The first installment of this season's '24' is about to begin. So, while I still have some time, let's see where today's thoughts will go...
Jolie and I are trying to re-adjust our weekly routines in order to be more intentional about living in the "way of Jesus." It's compelling how much "good stuff" you can be about in a 24-hour period if you hold yourself to a few simple disciplines. I'll have more on this in the near future, as some of us are trying to articulate a family-friendly, contemporary version of a monastic "rule" that will yield even greater structure and discipline (yes, these words aren't so profane after all!).
I learned a few practical things today about our move to Austin. First, postmodern strategists like to refer to Austin as "the Bermuda Triangle of church planters." [I now recall one person labeling it "the black hole" in New Mexico last week.] It seems that many people have tried planting churches in the last 3 years or so, but most have disappeared! The culture is rather quirky, and most efforts haven't taken the time to really get to know it and be patient in the process. To loosely quote pioneer planter Don Vanderslice of Mosaic Austin, They don't eat at Chili's and they don't buy CD's at Best Buy. They don't like anything corporate or artificial. They do things their own way, support the local scene completely, and smell right-wing institutional religion a mile away! The good news is that there's plenty of room for anyone called by God to be patient, authentic and loving.
The other thing I learned was about raising money. In the past couple of days Jolie and I have realized that we don't want her to take on a full-time job in order to be the bread-winner. It's not that she's unqualified, or that I'm insecure about it. We just realized that we wouldn't have much of a family if she worked 40-hour weeks, and THEN I had to do everything for the church plant at night. We'd rarely see each other, and when we did it would be stressful! So now here we are in the 11th hour - convinced that we need to raise our own support for a while. Oh, and what I learned was that it's hard. The Austin economy is struggling right now. There are a lot of financial networks out there, but many of them have unnecessary theological strings attached to them. Seems to me that Paul was violently opposed to placing any obstacles in the way of potential believers, save the cross alone. If people were willing to accept the cross as the bridge to God, then that was enough for the apostle. But don't get me started on that rant. There's not enough time until '24' starts.
I guess I would like to requisition your prayers. If I may be so presumptous, would you be willing to pray for the sale of our house in a timely manner? Would you be caring enough to ask the Spirit to prepare the way for our arrival in Austin, giving us regular doses of wisdom about how to proceed? And would you ask the Father to provide for our finances in miraculous and merciful ways?
We will keep before us
the deepening and strengthening
of our companions' faith,
assisting each other
in meditation and prayer. (Aidan of Lindisfarne, Celtic prayer)
Saturday, October 25, 2003
The Glorietta Report, Part 1
Overwhelmed with emotion. Unexpected waves of power. Pure Spirit unleashed.
I'm driving towards Albuquerque on I-25, about 10 miles south of Santa Fe. The window is rolled down. The cruise control is set on 82 (I typically use the "7 miles over the speed limit" standard). The bright blue sky is infinite and cloudless. The particular mountain formations on my left are indeed "purple majesty." Earth-Creation is alive in vivid technicolor, like overexposed film. The rental car has a pretty good sound system, and it takes a lot of volume to drown out the sound of the wind. Track 1 - We were meant to live for so much more, have we lost ourselves? I am becoming a bigger Switchfoot fan with every mile, as the words seem to speak into and out of my very soul.
I am coming to terms with some of the thoughts and experiences that were mine over the past few days as a participant in this unusual non-conference for Friends of the Emergent Church. And it is more than I can contain, so the lump grows in my throat. I have witnessed community in new and profound ways, and the present surge of feelings seem more important than "figuring it out." Images from yesterday's conversations fill my mind: I am seated in the side room of Cowgirl's dining area, one of about 15 others brainstorming ideas about how to more intentionally live in the "way of Jesus." We are bearing portions of our hearts to each other, as confessions mix with impossible dreams. Track 2 - This is your life, are you who you want to be? This is your life, is it everything that you dreamed that it would be when the world was younger, and you had everything to lose?
More than anything else, I am now able to process what has just happened only 30 minutes ago. I was in too much of a hurry to "be in the moment" then. Now the moment stirs me. The throat-lump has blossomed into tears, and I am singing Track 3 with as much lung-power as I can manage - When I'm lit with the sunrise, I want more than just the blue skies. I want more than just okay, more than just okay. My mind recalls the 30-minute unplanned, nonled "send off" for everyone that had not left the retreat center yet. Our opening "call to worship" was one guy sitting down, head hunched over his acoustic singing U2's "Beautiful Day." True, the song was not written for corporate worship services, but even truer was the beauty of the Creator in the morning breeze at the prayer garden - sapphire-yellow leaves falling on smiling faces with sunglasses still intact. This was followed by a couple of shared thoughts, some unfamiliar-yet-beautiful music, a reading from the first chapter of Mark, standing in a yoga worship posture while hearing the words of a psalm, and finally Communion. As the invitation for the Lord's Supper was given, a Catholic participant tried to share his feelings about what we were about to do together. Words were defeated by welling tears, so he just began to sing about being one in the body as we lined up to receive the elements.
That's when it happened. We were encouraged to take part in what Chris Seay called "a practice completely abandoned" by most of the Western Church - the holy kiss. Having never been a part of such a thing, I was really uncomfortable about this idea. I was frozen. But my newfound friend Paul confronted my fear by approaching me first. There were a handful of people that I had gotten to know, and a couple that I hadn't that exchanged this greeting with me. The sincerity and ease with which others acted was particularly moving. My tears in the car were themselves a union of joy and sorrow. Joy that such a glimpse of communal "in Christ"-ness was possible. Sorrow that I had never discovered it before. Track 4 was ending - Look what a mess we've made of love. Look what a mess we've made. We've got ourselves to blame, look what a bomb we've made of love.
Overwhelmed with emotion. Unexpected waves of power. Pure Spirit unleashed.
I'm driving towards Albuquerque on I-25, about 10 miles south of Santa Fe. The window is rolled down. The cruise control is set on 82 (I typically use the "7 miles over the speed limit" standard). The bright blue sky is infinite and cloudless. The particular mountain formations on my left are indeed "purple majesty." Earth-Creation is alive in vivid technicolor, like overexposed film. The rental car has a pretty good sound system, and it takes a lot of volume to drown out the sound of the wind. Track 1 - We were meant to live for so much more, have we lost ourselves? I am becoming a bigger Switchfoot fan with every mile, as the words seem to speak into and out of my very soul.
I am coming to terms with some of the thoughts and experiences that were mine over the past few days as a participant in this unusual non-conference for Friends of the Emergent Church. And it is more than I can contain, so the lump grows in my throat. I have witnessed community in new and profound ways, and the present surge of feelings seem more important than "figuring it out." Images from yesterday's conversations fill my mind: I am seated in the side room of Cowgirl's dining area, one of about 15 others brainstorming ideas about how to more intentionally live in the "way of Jesus." We are bearing portions of our hearts to each other, as confessions mix with impossible dreams. Track 2 - This is your life, are you who you want to be? This is your life, is it everything that you dreamed that it would be when the world was younger, and you had everything to lose?
More than anything else, I am now able to process what has just happened only 30 minutes ago. I was in too much of a hurry to "be in the moment" then. Now the moment stirs me. The throat-lump has blossomed into tears, and I am singing Track 3 with as much lung-power as I can manage - When I'm lit with the sunrise, I want more than just the blue skies. I want more than just okay, more than just okay. My mind recalls the 30-minute unplanned, nonled "send off" for everyone that had not left the retreat center yet. Our opening "call to worship" was one guy sitting down, head hunched over his acoustic singing U2's "Beautiful Day." True, the song was not written for corporate worship services, but even truer was the beauty of the Creator in the morning breeze at the prayer garden - sapphire-yellow leaves falling on smiling faces with sunglasses still intact. This was followed by a couple of shared thoughts, some unfamiliar-yet-beautiful music, a reading from the first chapter of Mark, standing in a yoga worship posture while hearing the words of a psalm, and finally Communion. As the invitation for the Lord's Supper was given, a Catholic participant tried to share his feelings about what we were about to do together. Words were defeated by welling tears, so he just began to sing about being one in the body as we lined up to receive the elements.
That's when it happened. We were encouraged to take part in what Chris Seay called "a practice completely abandoned" by most of the Western Church - the holy kiss. Having never been a part of such a thing, I was really uncomfortable about this idea. I was frozen. But my newfound friend Paul confronted my fear by approaching me first. There were a handful of people that I had gotten to know, and a couple that I hadn't that exchanged this greeting with me. The sincerity and ease with which others acted was particularly moving. My tears in the car were themselves a union of joy and sorrow. Joy that such a glimpse of communal "in Christ"-ness was possible. Sorrow that I had never discovered it before. Track 4 was ending - Look what a mess we've made of love. Look what a mess we've made. We've got ourselves to blame, look what a bomb we've made of love.
Sunday, October 19, 2003
Just Checking In
Our house is on the market. Take a lovely virtual tour. Pass it on to others, especially people who want to buy it...
This morning was the second installment of our "Leadership Transfer" series in 1 Timothy. We had to tackle the difficult passage in 2:11-15. I was honestly surprised by how content many of the girls / ladies were with the idea of man being superior to women. I guess it's pretty well ingrained in most traditional bible belt families. I spent many hours this week reading every possible commentary and interpretation of this passage and the corresponding issues of women's roles. My prayer is that the students and adults will grapple with this issue much more as time goes on. If you want to submerge yourself in the heated argument, here's websites for the two leading organizations. The traditional. The progressive.
In the morning I'm heading to Glorietta, NM for an Emerging Church Conference. Not only will it be a great learning environment, but hopefully I'll make some new friends that will help me get going on this journey. Please pray for me and my family while I'm gone. In fact, maybe you should check up on Jolie and make sure she's doing well.
Probably won't have blog access, so please be patient...
Our house is on the market. Take a lovely virtual tour. Pass it on to others, especially people who want to buy it...
This morning was the second installment of our "Leadership Transfer" series in 1 Timothy. We had to tackle the difficult passage in 2:11-15. I was honestly surprised by how content many of the girls / ladies were with the idea of man being superior to women. I guess it's pretty well ingrained in most traditional bible belt families. I spent many hours this week reading every possible commentary and interpretation of this passage and the corresponding issues of women's roles. My prayer is that the students and adults will grapple with this issue much more as time goes on. If you want to submerge yourself in the heated argument, here's websites for the two leading organizations. The traditional. The progressive.
In the morning I'm heading to Glorietta, NM for an Emerging Church Conference. Not only will it be a great learning environment, but hopefully I'll make some new friends that will help me get going on this journey. Please pray for me and my family while I'm gone. In fact, maybe you should check up on Jolie and make sure she's doing well.
Probably won't have blog access, so please be patient...
Friday, October 17, 2003
"The Curse of the BamBOONEo", or "Pedro the Cryin'," or "Grady, a Little Too Late to Pull Martinez Now, Dontcha Think?"
(Why I Forced My Son to Wear Red Socks Today)
It began as a subconscious thing. After Connor's morning non-nap, I went to his room to change him into some "day clothes." Without much thought I picked him out a nice red t-shirt (with tools on it) and some blue sweat pants. After playing around with him for a while, we (the fam) decided to go for a walk (it's my day off, btw). But it was too cool outside for Connor to go barefooted. I needed to put some socks on him.
So I opened his drawer and stared at the multi-colored array of choices. Well, I thought, he does have a red shirt on. And his mother sure likes it when he matches - it somehow accentuates his cuteness when all the colors match. Red it is.
It took me less than a second to become aware of the irony [the Boston Red Sox painfully choked the final game of the American League Championship Series to the New York Yankees late last night, for those of you who are unenlightened to such things]. YES! Connor WILL wear red socks today! I don't care if he's only 13 months old. If he can say "ball" (which he can), then he's old enough to get his first lesson in the beautiful cruelties of the world.
I almost enjoyed Connor's impatience with me as I held him still long enough to stretch the fabric over his tiny stub feet. There, son. Behold the red socks on your feet. Those socks represent losing. You are now identifying yourself with a notorious group of L-O-S-E-R-S! Embrace it. Become intoxicated by their fundamental knack for choking. And don't stop there. Actually become them. Boast in your loser category.
"Dad, aren't you being a little sadistic?"
"That's a big word for a one-year old, Connor. And no. Well, maybe. But that's okay."
Because nobody loves an underdog like Jesus does. Nobody identifies with the losers of society like Him. If you understand that now, kiddo, you'll be miles ahead of most grown-ups on the planet.
(Why I Forced My Son to Wear Red Socks Today)
It began as a subconscious thing. After Connor's morning non-nap, I went to his room to change him into some "day clothes." Without much thought I picked him out a nice red t-shirt (with tools on it) and some blue sweat pants. After playing around with him for a while, we (the fam) decided to go for a walk (it's my day off, btw). But it was too cool outside for Connor to go barefooted. I needed to put some socks on him.
So I opened his drawer and stared at the multi-colored array of choices. Well, I thought, he does have a red shirt on. And his mother sure likes it when he matches - it somehow accentuates his cuteness when all the colors match. Red it is.
It took me less than a second to become aware of the irony [the Boston Red Sox painfully choked the final game of the American League Championship Series to the New York Yankees late last night, for those of you who are unenlightened to such things]. YES! Connor WILL wear red socks today! I don't care if he's only 13 months old. If he can say "ball" (which he can), then he's old enough to get his first lesson in the beautiful cruelties of the world.
I almost enjoyed Connor's impatience with me as I held him still long enough to stretch the fabric over his tiny stub feet. There, son. Behold the red socks on your feet. Those socks represent losing. You are now identifying yourself with a notorious group of L-O-S-E-R-S! Embrace it. Become intoxicated by their fundamental knack for choking. And don't stop there. Actually become them. Boast in your loser category.
"Dad, aren't you being a little sadistic?"
"That's a big word for a one-year old, Connor. And no. Well, maybe. But that's okay."
Because nobody loves an underdog like Jesus does. Nobody identifies with the losers of society like Him. If you understand that now, kiddo, you'll be miles ahead of most grown-ups on the planet.
Wednesday, October 15, 2003
"We live in an age in which the Spirit is more active outside the Church than in it."
I didn't like this statement the first time I heard Leonard Sweet declare it a year and a half ago at an Emerging Leadership Conference here in Columbia. I still don't...
I only had the good fortune of hearing about 3 minutes of Bill O'Reilly's radio show this afternoon. (Every now and then I feel "encouraged" to take a music break and see what's going on in talk radioland.) I didn't catch the man's name being interviewed, nor his official rank in the Catholic hierarchy. But the discussion was entitled - presumably by Bill himself - "What Would Jesus Do?" Specifically, how would Jesus have responded to a Lesbian mother that wanted her 4 year old daughter to attend a Catholic school? The school has rejected her request, due to the sinful lifestyle of the mother.
The Catholic spokesperson originally answered "I don't know" to the direct question "how would Jesus have acted?" O'Reilly was shocked that this seminary-trained priest couldn't even articulate a strong opinion about the person of Jesus. So, O'Reilly interjected his own conviction that Jesus would clearly have not rejected a 4 year old girl simply based on the lifestyle of her mother. It was, in fact, to such people that Jesus tended to reach out most intentionally! So, finally, the spokesman gave a specific answer. "No, I believe Jesus would have enforced the school's ruling and denied admittance to this girl." He cited really disappointing reasons, like "the other children would have been confused by the girl's abnormal family" and "the other parents would have never allowed it anyway."
And then Mr. Sweet's sobering comment returned to my mind.
I didn't like this statement the first time I heard Leonard Sweet declare it a year and a half ago at an Emerging Leadership Conference here in Columbia. I still don't...
I only had the good fortune of hearing about 3 minutes of Bill O'Reilly's radio show this afternoon. (Every now and then I feel "encouraged" to take a music break and see what's going on in talk radioland.) I didn't catch the man's name being interviewed, nor his official rank in the Catholic hierarchy. But the discussion was entitled - presumably by Bill himself - "What Would Jesus Do?" Specifically, how would Jesus have responded to a Lesbian mother that wanted her 4 year old daughter to attend a Catholic school? The school has rejected her request, due to the sinful lifestyle of the mother.
The Catholic spokesperson originally answered "I don't know" to the direct question "how would Jesus have acted?" O'Reilly was shocked that this seminary-trained priest couldn't even articulate a strong opinion about the person of Jesus. So, O'Reilly interjected his own conviction that Jesus would clearly have not rejected a 4 year old girl simply based on the lifestyle of her mother. It was, in fact, to such people that Jesus tended to reach out most intentionally! So, finally, the spokesman gave a specific answer. "No, I believe Jesus would have enforced the school's ruling and denied admittance to this girl." He cited really disappointing reasons, like "the other children would have been confused by the girl's abnormal family" and "the other parents would have never allowed it anyway."
And then Mr. Sweet's sobering comment returned to my mind.
Tuesday, October 14, 2003
The Internet CAN be a Happy Place!
The last thing I want this page to turn into is some kind of "article link" headquarters. I'm more interested in summarizing things that I read / hear / experience into my own words. But...
I am pumped about the 3 articles I stumbled upon this morning, and I just wanted to go ahead and share them:
1. Tribal Culture from US News and World Report
2. Gen X Churches from Christianity Today
3. Interview with author of Fight Club from Christianity Today
The last thing I want this page to turn into is some kind of "article link" headquarters. I'm more interested in summarizing things that I read / hear / experience into my own words. But...
I am pumped about the 3 articles I stumbled upon this morning, and I just wanted to go ahead and share them:
1. Tribal Culture from US News and World Report
2. Gen X Churches from Christianity Today
3. Interview with author of Fight Club from Christianity Today
Monday, October 13, 2003
Random Bulletpoints
- I've been asked the question a lot lately, "what IS postmodernism, anyway?" I'm sad to say that in many ways this question is already obsolete. However, if you're real question is something like "how can I better understand how the world is changing?" then this article would be a good place to start. If you want to think deeply, then this is good stuff as well.
- Go Red Sox! [Nice home run, Ruben Sierra, too. Ex-Rangers always perform well for other teams.]
- Between innings tonight, I stumbled across Karen Hughes giving a speech on C-SPAN. I only heard a few lines -- something about living in an exciting "hinge" in history. For some reason, this illicited emotions in me. For one, it's nice to remember that the "church" is not the only entity grappling with the ramifications of the emerging world. More than that, though, I felt a sudden burst of energy at the thought of God directly causing this so-called historical hinge! So much energy is exerted worrying about the state of the future - how threatening the post-modern, post-Christian, post-toasties world is to the "establishment" and to a particular version of morality, etc. But above it all, the Supreme Lord is guiding the strands of history according to His redemptive plan. This transitional hinge moment is not something to fear; it's something to "ride" with delight, because it is a great wave caused by the Hand of God splashing in the bath tub of time.
- It seems that I've become the "love therapist" recently. I've had 5 conversations in 2 days about long-term dating relationships. Hey everybody -- SLOW DOWN. Don't be in such a rush to force someone to be something even God is not expecting them to be.
- Looking forward to going up to Clemson tomorrow. Should spend some time with some excellent former Gateway students and have dinner with my main man, Robbie Seay.
- I've been asked the question a lot lately, "what IS postmodernism, anyway?" I'm sad to say that in many ways this question is already obsolete. However, if you're real question is something like "how can I better understand how the world is changing?" then this article would be a good place to start. If you want to think deeply, then this is good stuff as well.
- Go Red Sox! [Nice home run, Ruben Sierra, too. Ex-Rangers always perform well for other teams.]
- Between innings tonight, I stumbled across Karen Hughes giving a speech on C-SPAN. I only heard a few lines -- something about living in an exciting "hinge" in history. For some reason, this illicited emotions in me. For one, it's nice to remember that the "church" is not the only entity grappling with the ramifications of the emerging world. More than that, though, I felt a sudden burst of energy at the thought of God directly causing this so-called historical hinge! So much energy is exerted worrying about the state of the future - how threatening the post-modern, post-Christian, post-toasties world is to the "establishment" and to a particular version of morality, etc. But above it all, the Supreme Lord is guiding the strands of history according to His redemptive plan. This transitional hinge moment is not something to fear; it's something to "ride" with delight, because it is a great wave caused by the Hand of God splashing in the bath tub of time.
- It seems that I've become the "love therapist" recently. I've had 5 conversations in 2 days about long-term dating relationships. Hey everybody -- SLOW DOWN. Don't be in such a rush to force someone to be something even God is not expecting them to be.
- Looking forward to going up to Clemson tomorrow. Should spend some time with some excellent former Gateway students and have dinner with my main man, Robbie Seay.
Sunday, October 12, 2003
The Sunday Night Vacuum
Have you ever noticed that being "emotionally exhausted" is more draining than mere physical fatigue? Tonight is much like most Sunday nights I have experienced over the past 15 years. I'm simply worn out. Caring about others is toilsome, isn't it?
I will say this, though, before I crash into bed. It has been very encouraging to witness the transition among many students and adult workers from "shock" last week to "acceptance" this week. There is already some positive momentum building for the future of the Gateway student ministry!
One more thing. Where are all the football lovers? I thoroughly expected an onslaught of replies to my last post. Did anybody watch the baseball game Saturday? It definitely did NOT disappoint -- with the notable exception that Boston lost...
Have you ever noticed that being "emotionally exhausted" is more draining than mere physical fatigue? Tonight is much like most Sunday nights I have experienced over the past 15 years. I'm simply worn out. Caring about others is toilsome, isn't it?
I will say this, though, before I crash into bed. It has been very encouraging to witness the transition among many students and adult workers from "shock" last week to "acceptance" this week. There is already some positive momentum building for the future of the Gateway student ministry!
One more thing. Where are all the football lovers? I thoroughly expected an onslaught of replies to my last post. Did anybody watch the baseball game Saturday? It definitely did NOT disappoint -- with the notable exception that Boston lost...
Saturday, October 11, 2003
Today is supposed to be a great day of college football. Miami and Florida State. Texas and OU. Blah, blah, blah. The real action is at Fenway Park. Yankees versus the Red Sox. Roger Clemens against Pedro Martinez. Oh yeah. As I await the first pitch, allow me to get on my soap box…
10 Reasons Jesus Likes Baseball More Than Football
1. As Sammy Hagar sang way before his involvement with Van Halen, “secrets of the Trinity lie within the number 3.” The Bible definitely plays favorites when it comes to numbers, and the number 3 ranks right up there. 3 strikes, 3 outs, 9 innings. This is also why God prefers hockey (3 periods) over all games with 4 quarters.
2. “The body is the Temple of God.” Have you ever met someone who played football professionally? Jello knees, herniated discs that will never be jockeyed again, constant leaning forward and so on. With the exception of catchers, retired baseball players can get out of bed on their own volition.
3. “Those who wait on the Lord will rise up with wings as eagles…” Baseball is the ultimate game of anticipation. Our instant society has anathematized baseball. “It’s too slow! There’s not enough action!” But just when you are about to leave early, or change the channel or fall asleep on the couch – CRACK! Sammy Sosa hits the first clutch home run of his career with two outs in the bottom of the ninth to send the game into extra innings! In football, even overtime is predictable. The only drama on the gridiron is 50-yard field goal attempts.
4. Quarterbacks throw; pitchers deliver. Cant’cha just hear the Father telling the Son (as they watch a baseball game together with the Spirit) “the middle reliever’s got pretty good delivery, but there ain’t nothin’ ever gonna top the Red Sea parting. My Name is Deliverer!”
5. Fans can actually watch the game AND talk to each other at roughly the same time. There’s so much dead time watching baseball that families and friends can truly be “diverted” and “engaged” in deep conversation. Kinda like church should be, huh?
6. Individual statistics are kept for everything. Sure it’s a team sport. Sure Jesus came to create a unified team that works together. But don’t kid yourself. He takes notice of every individual effort. There’s gonna be rewards for batting champs, MVPs, Cy Youngs, fielding percentage – even pitch runners and bat boys.
7. The phrase “home run” reminds Him of the Prodigal Son’s return arrival. In contrast, “touchdown” sounds like someone clearly moving in the wrong direction.
8. Warning tracks are compassionate and instructive. God never does something without announcing it first, right? “If you keep living this way, you WILL HIT A VERY DENSE GREEN WALL.” No such courtesy with goal posts.
9. Sacrifices are a necessary reality. I’m not saying football players don’t lay their bodies on the line for the sake of others and the team. But baseball has the guts to call it what it is – a sacrifice.
10. I think God would prefer that I stick with 9 (see number 1).
10 Reasons Jesus Likes Baseball More Than Football
1. As Sammy Hagar sang way before his involvement with Van Halen, “secrets of the Trinity lie within the number 3.” The Bible definitely plays favorites when it comes to numbers, and the number 3 ranks right up there. 3 strikes, 3 outs, 9 innings. This is also why God prefers hockey (3 periods) over all games with 4 quarters.
2. “The body is the Temple of God.” Have you ever met someone who played football professionally? Jello knees, herniated discs that will never be jockeyed again, constant leaning forward and so on. With the exception of catchers, retired baseball players can get out of bed on their own volition.
3. “Those who wait on the Lord will rise up with wings as eagles…” Baseball is the ultimate game of anticipation. Our instant society has anathematized baseball. “It’s too slow! There’s not enough action!” But just when you are about to leave early, or change the channel or fall asleep on the couch – CRACK! Sammy Sosa hits the first clutch home run of his career with two outs in the bottom of the ninth to send the game into extra innings! In football, even overtime is predictable. The only drama on the gridiron is 50-yard field goal attempts.
4. Quarterbacks throw; pitchers deliver. Cant’cha just hear the Father telling the Son (as they watch a baseball game together with the Spirit) “the middle reliever’s got pretty good delivery, but there ain’t nothin’ ever gonna top the Red Sea parting. My Name is Deliverer!”
5. Fans can actually watch the game AND talk to each other at roughly the same time. There’s so much dead time watching baseball that families and friends can truly be “diverted” and “engaged” in deep conversation. Kinda like church should be, huh?
6. Individual statistics are kept for everything. Sure it’s a team sport. Sure Jesus came to create a unified team that works together. But don’t kid yourself. He takes notice of every individual effort. There’s gonna be rewards for batting champs, MVPs, Cy Youngs, fielding percentage – even pitch runners and bat boys.
7. The phrase “home run” reminds Him of the Prodigal Son’s return arrival. In contrast, “touchdown” sounds like someone clearly moving in the wrong direction.
8. Warning tracks are compassionate and instructive. God never does something without announcing it first, right? “If you keep living this way, you WILL HIT A VERY DENSE GREEN WALL.” No such courtesy with goal posts.
9. Sacrifices are a necessary reality. I’m not saying football players don’t lay their bodies on the line for the sake of others and the team. But baseball has the guts to call it what it is – a sacrifice.
10. I think God would prefer that I stick with 9 (see number 1).
Friday, October 10, 2003
(un)Necessary Trip to Charlotte
Originally we were going to see the King's X concert last night. After my announcement, though, I really just wanted to have relaxed time with some close friends -- and get some good food. So, after a seemingly dramatic day of plans changing every 30 minutes, I finally got my way. Turns out that it was a far greater night than I could have predicted.
Dave, Rod, and I set out for Charlotte at around 6:30 p.m. The first half of the drive consisted in the communal enjoyment of Taylor Mali and Johnny Cash CDs. The second half was a comparison of "who had the most challenging day?" I think we decided it was Rod.
Then we met Chris (welcome to blogging-proper, Cisco!) at the Cheesecake Factory at South Park. Great food and lively conversation. Chris mentioned that he had "ripped" a couple of CDs to give me as a gift. Interestingly, I told him that I had determined to stop such practices. Together, we weighed the high points of virtue and agreed that issues such as these should be carefully considered by thinking Christians. And by "thinking," we meant everyone. Chris concluded that actually buying a CD for someone is a much more meaningful gift, anyway.
We relentlessly sought after a place of coffee and chai tea that was still open at 10:05. [Full props to Borders Books.] After "basking in its openness," we found shelter in the outdoor seating of a very closed PF Chang's. There, my friends offered great assurance, counsel and prayer for me as it pertained to the days and weeks that lie ahead, Austin-way. There was nothing I needed more than their laughter and present(ce). The Holy Spirit has a way of shining in such moments.
BTW, I tried to add a few features today. Now there's an email link, as well as a place to post comments to any of my entries. Please try it out, so I'll know if it works.
Originally we were going to see the King's X concert last night. After my announcement, though, I really just wanted to have relaxed time with some close friends -- and get some good food. So, after a seemingly dramatic day of plans changing every 30 minutes, I finally got my way. Turns out that it was a far greater night than I could have predicted.
Dave, Rod, and I set out for Charlotte at around 6:30 p.m. The first half of the drive consisted in the communal enjoyment of Taylor Mali and Johnny Cash CDs. The second half was a comparison of "who had the most challenging day?" I think we decided it was Rod.
Then we met Chris (welcome to blogging-proper, Cisco!) at the Cheesecake Factory at South Park. Great food and lively conversation. Chris mentioned that he had "ripped" a couple of CDs to give me as a gift. Interestingly, I told him that I had determined to stop such practices. Together, we weighed the high points of virtue and agreed that issues such as these should be carefully considered by thinking Christians. And by "thinking," we meant everyone. Chris concluded that actually buying a CD for someone is a much more meaningful gift, anyway.
We relentlessly sought after a place of coffee and chai tea that was still open at 10:05. [Full props to Borders Books.] After "basking in its openness," we found shelter in the outdoor seating of a very closed PF Chang's. There, my friends offered great assurance, counsel and prayer for me as it pertained to the days and weeks that lie ahead, Austin-way. There was nothing I needed more than their laughter and present(ce). The Holy Spirit has a way of shining in such moments.
BTW, I tried to add a few features today. Now there's an email link, as well as a place to post comments to any of my entries. Please try it out, so I'll know if it works.
Wednesday, October 08, 2003
"Thank you for leaving us, b/c if you weren't, we couldn't follow you."
Leave it to one of the high school students to say exactly what I've been struggling to articulate! Our leaving actually makes our ministry to these students REAL. All the messages on following Jesus at all cost, living a life of purpose, having a heart for the nations -- it's not just rhetoric now. They can see more clearly that Jolie and I are not in any way disqualified from the weight of our own teaching. If we are willing to leave our current social and financial security to follow Jesus - with no guarantees of success - then all that talk gains credibility. No, power is more like it. I sense that the power of truth has been unleashed. Not because we are such spiritual people, but because we are highly visible. And because there are always doubts and half-measures until someone demonstrates by example.
I truly believe that God is going to produce unprecedented fruit in the lives of teenagers as a direct result of our family skipping town.
Leave it to one of the high school students to say exactly what I've been struggling to articulate! Our leaving actually makes our ministry to these students REAL. All the messages on following Jesus at all cost, living a life of purpose, having a heart for the nations -- it's not just rhetoric now. They can see more clearly that Jolie and I are not in any way disqualified from the weight of our own teaching. If we are willing to leave our current social and financial security to follow Jesus - with no guarantees of success - then all that talk gains credibility. No, power is more like it. I sense that the power of truth has been unleashed. Not because we are such spiritual people, but because we are highly visible. And because there are always doubts and half-measures until someone demonstrates by example.
I truly believe that God is going to produce unprecedented fruit in the lives of teenagers as a direct result of our family skipping town.
Tuesday, October 07, 2003
Book List
Recently Finished:
Resident Aliens, Stanley Hauerwas & William Willimon
The Challenge of Jesus, N.T. Wright
A New Kind Of Christian, Brian McLaren
Faith, God & Rock'n'Roll, Mark Joseph
The First Urban Christians, Wayne A. Meeks
A Monk In the World, Wayne Teasdale
The Post-Evangelical, Dave Tomlinson - The actual text was a bit one-dimensional, but the added comments on the sides made the overall experience worthwhile.
Amazing Grace: A Vocabulary of Faith, Kathleen Norris
A Community of Character, Stanley Hauerwas - the best $3.98 I've ever spent (thanks Half-Price Books!).
The Return of the King, J.R.R Tolkien - Are you kidding? As good as imaginitive storytelling can be.
Blue Like Jazz, Donald Miller - Very timely read on living a beautiful life with a "postmodern" sensibility.
Christ the Center, Dietrich Bonhoeffer - not his best
Ancient-Future Faith, Robert Webber - easy read on the re-emergence of ancient Christian expressions of worship, discipleship, etc.
The Politics of Jesus, John Howard Yoder - Profound. Unearthing. Important.
Walking on Water, Madeleine L'Engle
Opening the Bible, Thomas Merton
The Rule of St. Benedict
Lullaby, Chuck Palahniuk
Women in the Church, Stanley Grenz & Denise Muir Kjesbo
In Last 6 Months:
1.The Present Future, Reggie McNeal – asks the questions we should have already been answering by now. As I read, I could actually hear him saying these things over a salad at Longhorn’s and getting all worked up.
2. Beyond Foundationalism, Grenz & Franke – demonstrates the theological biases and shortcomings of the last 500 years and casts very hopeful light on the present and future shape of theology. NOT an easy read.
3. The Emerging Church, Dan Kimball – more than any other, this book seemed to be saying exactly what I had been thinking
4. Postmodern Youth Ministry, Tony Jones
5. Adventures in Missing the Point, McLaren & Campolo – between the two of them, very few issues that are often “taken for granted” in church life are left unchallenged
6. Life Together, Bonhoeffer – still trying to recover from the profound depth of his theology of community
7. Cost of Discipleship, Bonhoeffer – gets more potent every time I pick it up!
8. The Celtic Way of Evangelism, Hunter – it’s about time the Irish get some credit
9. Bowling Alone, Putnam – a thick book of sociology, but the implications cannot be ignored
10. A is For Abductive, Sweet & McLaren – a great book for stimulating thought about how things are changing
11. Paul, a Novel, Wangerin – Paul the man really comes to life.
12. The Prophets, Heschel – a refreshing commentary written by a devout Jew
13. A Long Obedience in the Same Direction, Peterson – the author of The Message bible began his translation with these Psalms of Ascent. Profound insight.
14. Brothers, We Are Not Professionals, Piper
15. Life of the Beloved, Nouwen
16. The Jesus I Never Knew, Yancey
17. Church: Why Bother?, Yancey
18. Walk On, Stockman – though poorly written, the insight into the life and artistic work of U2 is inspirational
19. Christianity and the Roman Empire, Novak
20. The Search to Belong, Myers
21. Stories of Emergence, Yacconeli – gained much courage from these personal testimonies of moving towards the emerging culture
22. Making Sense of Church, Burke – basically compiled a lot of message board comments to show (again) how things are changing
23. Abba’s Child, Manning
24. Decoding the Church, Snyder (with Runyon)
25. Seizing Your Divine Moment, McManus
26. A Work of Heart, McNeal – my friend’s character and wisdom resonate
27. Paul, Apostle of the Heart Set Free, Bruce
28. Planting New Churches in a Postmodern Age, Stetzer
29. Spiritual Leadership, Blackaby
Resident Aliens, Stanley Hauerwas & William Willimon
The Challenge of Jesus, N.T. Wright
A New Kind Of Christian, Brian McLaren
Faith, God & Rock'n'Roll, Mark Joseph
The First Urban Christians, Wayne A. Meeks
A Monk In the World, Wayne Teasdale
The Post-Evangelical, Dave Tomlinson - The actual text was a bit one-dimensional, but the added comments on the sides made the overall experience worthwhile.
Amazing Grace: A Vocabulary of Faith, Kathleen Norris
A Community of Character, Stanley Hauerwas - the best $3.98 I've ever spent (thanks Half-Price Books!).
The Return of the King, J.R.R Tolkien - Are you kidding? As good as imaginitive storytelling can be.
Blue Like Jazz, Donald Miller - Very timely read on living a beautiful life with a "postmodern" sensibility.
Christ the Center, Dietrich Bonhoeffer - not his best
Ancient-Future Faith, Robert Webber - easy read on the re-emergence of ancient Christian expressions of worship, discipleship, etc.
The Politics of Jesus, John Howard Yoder - Profound. Unearthing. Important.
Walking on Water, Madeleine L'Engle
Opening the Bible, Thomas Merton
The Rule of St. Benedict
Lullaby, Chuck Palahniuk
Women in the Church, Stanley Grenz & Denise Muir Kjesbo
In Last 6 Months:
1.The Present Future, Reggie McNeal – asks the questions we should have already been answering by now. As I read, I could actually hear him saying these things over a salad at Longhorn’s and getting all worked up.
2. Beyond Foundationalism, Grenz & Franke – demonstrates the theological biases and shortcomings of the last 500 years and casts very hopeful light on the present and future shape of theology. NOT an easy read.
3. The Emerging Church, Dan Kimball – more than any other, this book seemed to be saying exactly what I had been thinking
4. Postmodern Youth Ministry, Tony Jones
5. Adventures in Missing the Point, McLaren & Campolo – between the two of them, very few issues that are often “taken for granted” in church life are left unchallenged
6. Life Together, Bonhoeffer – still trying to recover from the profound depth of his theology of community
7. Cost of Discipleship, Bonhoeffer – gets more potent every time I pick it up!
8. The Celtic Way of Evangelism, Hunter – it’s about time the Irish get some credit
9. Bowling Alone, Putnam – a thick book of sociology, but the implications cannot be ignored
10. A is For Abductive, Sweet & McLaren – a great book for stimulating thought about how things are changing
11. Paul, a Novel, Wangerin – Paul the man really comes to life.
12. The Prophets, Heschel – a refreshing commentary written by a devout Jew
13. A Long Obedience in the Same Direction, Peterson – the author of The Message bible began his translation with these Psalms of Ascent. Profound insight.
14. Brothers, We Are Not Professionals, Piper
15. Life of the Beloved, Nouwen
16. The Jesus I Never Knew, Yancey
17. Church: Why Bother?, Yancey
18. Walk On, Stockman – though poorly written, the insight into the life and artistic work of U2 is inspirational
19. Christianity and the Roman Empire, Novak
20. The Search to Belong, Myers
21. Stories of Emergence, Yacconeli – gained much courage from these personal testimonies of moving towards the emerging culture
22. Making Sense of Church, Burke – basically compiled a lot of message board comments to show (again) how things are changing
23. Abba’s Child, Manning
24. Decoding the Church, Snyder (with Runyon)
25. Seizing Your Divine Moment, McManus
26. A Work of Heart, McNeal – my friend’s character and wisdom resonate
27. Paul, Apostle of the Heart Set Free, Bruce
28. Planting New Churches in a Postmodern Age, Stetzer
29. Spiritual Leadership, Blackaby
Monday, October 06, 2003
What a Heavy Morning!
Still feel very inadequate to express much about yesterday morning. It was FAR more difficult than I could have possibly imagined. I met for 10ish minutes with the adult workers to inform them right before the service started. I was prepared to be brief and somewhat emotionally detached. Yeah, right! The tears started flowing all the way around from the start. We had an excellent moment of prayer, though, and I regained my composure so I could "fake" my way through the first half of Highway 6-40 (our high school worship gathering).
By the time I had grabbed a stool to sit on for my announcement, quite a few extras had joined the group - mainly college students that had been in our student ministry previously. I managed to report most of the details without much difficulty - the facts keep my brain working. But my concluding remarks were invariably sputtered out through a mist of tears and throat lumps. When it was all over, I felt an amazing release -- an overflow of tears and relief. I went for Jolie and we held each other as the crying became more intense. Then the remaining group huddled around us and began an unforgettable time of impromtu prayer. It was in these prayers that I realized just how poised this ministry is for a season of radical significance when we finally get out of the way. God's mysteries are indescribable. Gateway family, thank you.
Still feel very inadequate to express much about yesterday morning. It was FAR more difficult than I could have possibly imagined. I met for 10ish minutes with the adult workers to inform them right before the service started. I was prepared to be brief and somewhat emotionally detached. Yeah, right! The tears started flowing all the way around from the start. We had an excellent moment of prayer, though, and I regained my composure so I could "fake" my way through the first half of Highway 6-40 (our high school worship gathering).
By the time I had grabbed a stool to sit on for my announcement, quite a few extras had joined the group - mainly college students that had been in our student ministry previously. I managed to report most of the details without much difficulty - the facts keep my brain working. But my concluding remarks were invariably sputtered out through a mist of tears and throat lumps. When it was all over, I felt an amazing release -- an overflow of tears and relief. I went for Jolie and we held each other as the crying became more intense. Then the remaining group huddled around us and began an unforgettable time of impromtu prayer. It was in these prayers that I realized just how poised this ministry is for a season of radical significance when we finally get out of the way. God's mysteries are indescribable. Gateway family, thank you.
Sunday, October 05, 2003
The Vision in a Nutshell:
Isaiah 61:3 – “They will be called ‘Oaks of Righteousness,’
a planting of the Lord
for the display of His splendor.”
Organic – Trees grow naturally by receiving the proper elements. Individuals, too, will grow as the Spirit creates new life in spontaneous and unforced community. Participants will be encouraged to remain “in Christ” at various levels of comfort and challenge – larger worship gatherings, smaller groups and one-on-one mentoring (“doing life together”). Living systems are self-organizing.
Incarnational – A planting of the Lord says “here am I among you.” Rather than viewing the world as unclean and untouchable, this organism is committed to full engagement with the culture. Furthermore, potential belongers will not be required to de-culturalize (become modern, Baptist, indoctrinated, etc.) in order to follow Christ! Participants will be given freedom (permission / time) to be “rooted” in the world – workplace, marketplace, book clubs, soccer games, etc. In contrast to the idea of creating church facilities for everything to happen, the preference here is involvement in “secular” places and events.
Missional – Righteousness speaks of ACTION – helping the neighbor in need, siding with the underdogs of society. Rather than occasional mission trips or emphases, living missionally will be part of the genetic code. Space, time and money will be resourced with a premium on having a continual helping presence among the needy. Not only does Scripture reiterate this theme of social justice as essential to the ministry of Jesus, but the very witness of the Church will depend upon it increasingly in the emerging world.
Isaiah 61:3 – “They will be called ‘Oaks of Righteousness,’
a planting of the Lord
for the display of His splendor.”
Organic – Trees grow naturally by receiving the proper elements. Individuals, too, will grow as the Spirit creates new life in spontaneous and unforced community. Participants will be encouraged to remain “in Christ” at various levels of comfort and challenge – larger worship gatherings, smaller groups and one-on-one mentoring (“doing life together”). Living systems are self-organizing.
Incarnational – A planting of the Lord says “here am I among you.” Rather than viewing the world as unclean and untouchable, this organism is committed to full engagement with the culture. Furthermore, potential belongers will not be required to de-culturalize (become modern, Baptist, indoctrinated, etc.) in order to follow Christ! Participants will be given freedom (permission / time) to be “rooted” in the world – workplace, marketplace, book clubs, soccer games, etc. In contrast to the idea of creating church facilities for everything to happen, the preference here is involvement in “secular” places and events.
Missional – Righteousness speaks of ACTION – helping the neighbor in need, siding with the underdogs of society. Rather than occasional mission trips or emphases, living missionally will be part of the genetic code. Space, time and money will be resourced with a premium on having a continual helping presence among the needy. Not only does Scripture reiterate this theme of social justice as essential to the ministry of Jesus, but the very witness of the Church will depend upon it increasingly in the emerging world.
Saturday, October 04, 2003
On the Brink of Goin' Public:
Tomorrow's the day that I announce our plans to the entire high school ministry. There should also be some college students there as well. My heart is heavy in anticipation. The more I've tried to think about it in terms of a typical message, the more confused I get. The truth is that I'll be better off just talking straight from my heart. Amazingly, we have been exploring what it truly means to follow Christ for the past 6 weeks. All those challenging messages about following hard after Jesus despite any obstacles or inconveniences ... now the rubber meets the road. In all my readings of "hating your mother and father" for the sake of the call, I never imagined the family I would have to "deny" would be my church family.
I'm also stewing a little bit tonight. There are a growing number of people that know about this - and their knowledge did NOT come from me. Certain important people in our lives should have gotten the word from Jolie and I first. Unfortunately, that right has been taken from me on several occassions. It's really interesting how people justify themselves about betraying a trust they've given you. Everyone has a special circumstance it seems. I guess it won't matter too much after tomorrow morning.
Spirit, I rely on Your strength for words and composure. I especially lean on You to provide a sense of confirmation and even excitement about the common Mission of all Your people.
Tomorrow's the day that I announce our plans to the entire high school ministry. There should also be some college students there as well. My heart is heavy in anticipation. The more I've tried to think about it in terms of a typical message, the more confused I get. The truth is that I'll be better off just talking straight from my heart. Amazingly, we have been exploring what it truly means to follow Christ for the past 6 weeks. All those challenging messages about following hard after Jesus despite any obstacles or inconveniences ... now the rubber meets the road. In all my readings of "hating your mother and father" for the sake of the call, I never imagined the family I would have to "deny" would be my church family.
I'm also stewing a little bit tonight. There are a growing number of people that know about this - and their knowledge did NOT come from me. Certain important people in our lives should have gotten the word from Jolie and I first. Unfortunately, that right has been taken from me on several occassions. It's really interesting how people justify themselves about betraying a trust they've given you. Everyone has a special circumstance it seems. I guess it won't matter too much after tomorrow morning.
Spirit, I rely on Your strength for words and composure. I especially lean on You to provide a sense of confirmation and even excitement about the common Mission of all Your people.
Friday, October 03, 2003
3 Powerful Sermons in Last 24 Hours:
1. Last night's ER episode entitled "The Lost." Luka has stayed behind in the Congo to "minister to the sick and dying" (straight from their website). The natives begin to view him as a holy man, because "only a man of God would stay here with us" (or something to that effect).
2. Sting's new video "Send Your Love." Again, the idea is that "the haves" must invest in the lives of the "have nots" for the sake of the future. The lyrics seem to indicate that this is true religion. Didn't Jesus and James say something along those lines, too?
3. "Give My Love to Rose," track 3 on Johnny Cash's last CD. I heard it for the first time tonight and I got chills. Reeking of "Good Samaritan" qualities, you can feel Cash's pathos for the underdogs of society. It's amazing how much heart and character are revealed in such a monotone drawl.
Message received loud and clear, Lord. Give me compassion for people and the courage to act accordingly.
1. Last night's ER episode entitled "The Lost." Luka has stayed behind in the Congo to "minister to the sick and dying" (straight from their website). The natives begin to view him as a holy man, because "only a man of God would stay here with us" (or something to that effect).
2. Sting's new video "Send Your Love." Again, the idea is that "the haves" must invest in the lives of the "have nots" for the sake of the future. The lyrics seem to indicate that this is true religion. Didn't Jesus and James say something along those lines, too?
3. "Give My Love to Rose," track 3 on Johnny Cash's last CD. I heard it for the first time tonight and I got chills. Reeking of "Good Samaritan" qualities, you can feel Cash's pathos for the underdogs of society. It's amazing how much heart and character are revealed in such a monotone drawl.
Message received loud and clear, Lord. Give me compassion for people and the courage to act accordingly.
What I meant to say last night:
Yesterday was a full day of "internal activity." Finished reading Planting New Churches in a Postmodern Age. The first third really inspired me with it's urgent apeal for drastic measures in order to "be Christ" among the emerging North American culture. Unfortunately, the second 2/3s wasn't quite as potent. Still, a very timely read for me.
Jolie (my wife) had her first moment of doubt and fear. Our fragile conversation dangled on the brink of disaster before the Spirit led us together to greater confidence and determination. We ended up crunching numbers to figure out how much money we'll need to pull in while we are "detoxing" from the only version of church we have ever known. [For a fuller appreciation of this phrase, see "Detoxing from Church" by Jason Zahariades.] She even got on the internet and found some job openings that she is highly qualified for at UTexas and we examined the scenario of her working full-time while I get my hands wet.
Yesterday afternoon we told the church staff about our plans. Short and [bitter]sweet. It was overshadowed by a report that my ministry assistant was in the Emergency Room at Baptist Hospital preparing for surgery. Don, Tim and I rushed up there -- followed quickly by a large group of family and friends. For several hours we "had church" together in the waiting room. Listening, chatting, praying, waiting, laughing, encouraging. Something about real life makes Spirit-community more potent. Jamee had a very successful surgery and she's even planning to go home as of this morning... to the praise of His Glory.
Yesterday was a full day of "internal activity." Finished reading Planting New Churches in a Postmodern Age. The first third really inspired me with it's urgent apeal for drastic measures in order to "be Christ" among the emerging North American culture. Unfortunately, the second 2/3s wasn't quite as potent. Still, a very timely read for me.
Jolie (my wife) had her first moment of doubt and fear. Our fragile conversation dangled on the brink of disaster before the Spirit led us together to greater confidence and determination. We ended up crunching numbers to figure out how much money we'll need to pull in while we are "detoxing" from the only version of church we have ever known. [For a fuller appreciation of this phrase, see "Detoxing from Church" by Jason Zahariades.] She even got on the internet and found some job openings that she is highly qualified for at UTexas and we examined the scenario of her working full-time while I get my hands wet.
Yesterday afternoon we told the church staff about our plans. Short and [bitter]sweet. It was overshadowed by a report that my ministry assistant was in the Emergency Room at Baptist Hospital preparing for surgery. Don, Tim and I rushed up there -- followed quickly by a large group of family and friends. For several hours we "had church" together in the waiting room. Listening, chatting, praying, waiting, laughing, encouraging. Something about real life makes Spirit-community more potent. Jamee had a very successful surgery and she's even planning to go home as of this morning... to the praise of His Glory.
Thursday, October 02, 2003
Very frustrating! I just had three paragraphs written about my day and BAM! the power went off for less than a second. Now everything's gone. I don't have the stomach or the brain-power to try again tonight...
Wednesday, October 01, 2003
Things are beginning to leak out now. I was given permission to tell the rest of my student ministry staff about our leaving today. At first I was really eager to start letting people know, but I found myself stalling pathetically when the actual moment came. Once I got started, though, it was hard to stop talking about it. I want the people that I care about to truly understand - at least to the extent that I myself understand! So I got kinda carried away describing unnecessary details and thought progressions. Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that it was hard.
We've decided that this coming Sunday morning will be the time to tell the students themselves. My "sermon" will be a rather surprising report instead. Again, my emotions are bittersweet just anticpating what it's going to be like. I'm very relieved to finally get the big secret out in the open. And I want to get to the place where others are able to be excited with me about this enterprise. But I'm suddenly worried about how the students are going to react. I desperately want them to be able to trust that God will cause even greater things to transpire in my absence. My fear is that they haven't lived enough life to comprehend that truth yet. I am praying that our faith is increased even as the news is reported, that sadness and confusion will yield gracefully to trust and hope.
We've decided that this coming Sunday morning will be the time to tell the students themselves. My "sermon" will be a rather surprising report instead. Again, my emotions are bittersweet just anticpating what it's going to be like. I'm very relieved to finally get the big secret out in the open. And I want to get to the place where others are able to be excited with me about this enterprise. But I'm suddenly worried about how the students are going to react. I desperately want them to be able to trust that God will cause even greater things to transpire in my absence. My fear is that they haven't lived enough life to comprehend that truth yet. I am praying that our faith is increased even as the news is reported, that sadness and confusion will yield gracefully to trust and hope.
