If you and I fall into the same blogging category then you will know how I feel when I say I have a chronic case of blogging constipation. I have great blog ideas sometimes but I never have enough time to type them out or I am never around a computer when I have them. And when I finally get enough time around a computer I feel very uninspired except occasionally I will have somthing burning on my heart, or I will write a 'debbie-downer' or an 'i am sucha a horrible blogger' post like this one is turning out to be. However, this post still has room for redemption. The real reason I am writing is to have some self-disclosure. There has been alot of meaningful things happen in my life recently that I wish I could summarize and publish on here, but there was one in particular that I hope to publish something on soon, namely, Catalyst Conference. But one of the things that happens when you go to a conference like that with tons of great speakers and leaders is that you get some great wisdom for leading churches. However, what I seem to do with all that good info is twist it around and make myself puffed up with it. I believe it is something about being human that makes people want to set themselves above others. It is something I have to constantly have to keep myself in check about. I can so easily see it in other Christians when they poopoo churches for doing new and innovative things, but which new and innovative churches can fall into doing as well if their cynicism about traditional churches isn't transformed to brokeness.
I preached a message recently on anger and in preparing for it I realized something new. I have, like many others, realized that some anger can be leveraged for good. Jesus became angry multiple times in the Bible in the presence of injustice. And while there is that anger that more naturally directs us toward sinning, I believe that this 'righteous' anger directs us toward sin, yet in subtle, more acceptable ways. While Jesus became angry, he never held onto his anger. His anger changed from merely loathing the situation to grieving over it. His heart changed from that initial neutral state of anger to a spiritual grieving over the brokeness of his people (Mark 3). If we simply get angry at the ineffectiveness or irrelevance of traditional churches we will soon end up as cynical, grumpy, progressive Christians. We must constantly be praying for a broken heart over the people who don't know Christ as well as His church that so often collectively takes his name in vain.
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There are times when I feel so overwhelmed that by the time I sit down to pray I don't know where to start. And I have this feeling that to God I must sound like a spiritual toilet being flushed - I don't have to explain the imagery on that one. But really - sometimes I start thinking of all the things that I need God's help in and realize there really isn't enough hours in the day to pray for all of them. So I end up mentioning as many of them to God as I can and crying, "Lord Help Me!" I kinda feel unspiritual when I do that - I mean, we are supposed to have really intelligent and meaningful prayers with God right? Well, maybe sometimes, but when did we get the idea that God gives a crap about the wittiness or craftiness of our prayers? I know my God is big enough to handle all the stuff in my life without me having to have good English in my prayers. At the end of the day he is looking for trust, not overblown prose - thank God.
When you are praying, do not heap up empty phrases as the Gentiles do; for they think that they will be heard because of their many words. Do not be like them, for your Father knows what you need before you ask him.
-Matt 6:7-8
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I can't believe Pax is almost 5 months old now. It is incredible to watch him interact with people and see his whole body squirm when he smiles. It won't be long until he is walking. He hasn't really got the crawling thing yet - he scoots around a lot with his head on the ground, but he can pull himself up and stand. It seems like he was born yesterday and time has flown by. I am sitting here watching the Democratic National Convention (note: I am not a democrat or republican) and listening to Joe Biden's acceptance speech. I don't know much about Biden, but his son introduced him and testified of his father's selfless love for his family - how he turned down the senate because his sons were in the hospital, how he made the 4 hour round trip to Washington and back to Delaware every day so he could be a father to his children.
I want to be the type of father that doesn't pursue the position of influence to do good, but rather pursues to be present and use the influence inherent in fatherhood to show my love for Morgan and Pax. So far the pursuit of that has had many detours, but every mile makes the destination clearer and more urgent.
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Ray Bradbury wrote a very prophetic book called Fahrenheit 451. In this book he told of a world where humanity had become so precise and efficient at entertaining and distracting itself that contemplation was frowned upon and books were illegal. This is a world where you could get run over by a car and it would automatically be your fault because the driver was simply trying to get to his/her destination on time. This is a world where people sleep with devices in their ears that provide a constant noise. This is a world where TV screens in a home’s parlor were like walls and you could interact with your with canned people. This is a world that is much like ours today. And in this world there was a special group of men who would go about and burn any remaining books that people may have secretly kept. Montag was one of these men, but he began to question this system that was killing his wife and was eating away at his soul. He steals a book from one of the jobs where he is supposed to be burning them. To a Fireman this would have lethal consequences. The book he steals happens to be the Bible. And there is this surreal scene on the subway as Montag is taking the book to a wise old man he had met, and he begins thinking that he will have to destroy it so he starts trying to memorize it and he happens to read this part in the Sermon on the Mount “consider the lilies of the field, they neither toil nor spin…” and all the while he is trying to memorize this there is an annoying commercial being blared over the loud speaker of the train. A commercial about toothpaste. And all the other people on the train are obliviously singing with the commercial. And Montag knows he is holding truth in his hands, but he can’t focus on it because the incessant moan of the advertisement is distracting him. It was a clash of the infinite and the inane.
Our world has so many distractions. The media bombards us at every turn whether we are driving down the road and see a billboard, or standing in line at the grocery store and our eyes are drawn to the tabloids, or the fact that most of us drive around with the radio going all the time, or when we get our mail we are faced with a myriad of different deals that could possibly change our life. Sometimes it feels like all the noise from this world just drowns out our souls. And every once in a while we get a breath of air as we take a moment to relax and be content with where God has us.
Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not clothed like one of these
Simplicity and Solitude go hand in hand. Simplicity is one of the disciplines that is very easy to measure and thus is often turned into legalism. It is outward sacrifice of material goods. But without an inward simplicity, without inward solitude our attempts at simplicity will be spiritual deadening and burdensome. Simplicity is that outward discipline that flows from the firm assurance and security we have in Christ. Both simplicity and solitude have trust as their foundation. Simplicity trusts Christ for our provision and solitude trusts Christ alone for peace.
Today it is difficult to say that we trust God for our provision. The ancient world was very harsh place. When Jesus taught the disciples to pray: Give us Lord our daily bread. He literally meant their daily bread. They weren’t sure where their food was going to come from day to day at times. In our culture it is hard for us to grasp this because for us it is more like, ‘monthly bread’. I mean we can go to Sam’s and get a whole year’s worth of bread and freeze it in our deep freezers. If in a comparatively simple society Jesus lays such strong emphasis upon the spiritual dangers of wealth, how much more should we who live in a highly affluent culture take seriously this economic question?
Think about this:
It is dangerous when we start thinking that our world is the world and we become comfortable because we can’t see suffering. We become comfortable in our world. But the other danger of this discipline is to pursue simplicity for simplicity’s sake. Even though our world is very complex and distracting people desire simplicity. And though it may be superficial simplicity they recognize a need to get away from the clutter. You can see this with iPods – a very complex computer that can play music, videos, look at photos, but is designed very simply with only five buttons. Or google – this is the number 1 internet search engine and if you were to navigate to the google homepage you would see only a handful of links and a space to type your search out as compared to the mind-numbing pages at Yahoo! and MSN.
The desire for simplicity can even be seen in a child's toy. The Bilibo is pretty much a large plastic bowl, but it gets five star reviews all over the internet as the most ingenuitive kid's toy ever. One happy customer wrote: “This product is so great. It's built for the child to sit on it, sit in it, spin in it, use it as a hat, put toys in it, roll balls in it, hide things under it, the list goes on and on. My 6 year old and 22 month old both love it. There are endless options of creative play with this toy. It's all up to the imagination. I think we'll have it around a long long time. (A lot longer than electronic toys that have already been cast aside.)
225 reviews on one website with an average rating of 4.5 out of 5
I sometimes think that my generation is slightly schizophrenic. We want to change the world, but not our lifestyles. We want people to simply live, but we are not ready to live simply. You can see this passion in this election year. I am not endorsing any candidate but simply observing a phenomenon with the busters and mosaic generations. Barak OBama has captured a generation’s heart. And he has done so by offering change. Again, I am not endorsing a candidate simply observing. There are music videos created by popular artists set to the speeches of barrack obama. And they all center on changing this world for the better. But the thing that I always think about is that I do not see my generation sacrificing to make that change. I instead see a generation that is more in debt because of the want of material things than any generation before.
Simplicity has to go beyond an outward lifestyle and must flow from an inner reality. And the place these two meet is the cross.
The thing that should be first and foremost in our hearts and pursuits is God’s Kingdom. The kingdom of God must be sought first even before a simple lifestyle… and a freedom from anxiety is a sign of it. The inward reality is directly related to solitude. Solitude is not asectisicism or being a hermit. "Lonliness is inner emptiness. Solitude is inner fulfillment." Solitude: the ability to hear the voice of God through the clutter of life. Sometimes this comes from living in a way outside of mainstream culture (John the Baptist).
Practical steps for simplicity (careful not to turn into legalism):
So these spiritual disciplines that we have been studying are really practical ways to hear God’s voice. They are ways to put us in a position for God to transform us from the inside out. And here again is your disclaimer: There are two big dangers. The first is turning the disciplines into Law. We can easily slip into legalism and believe that if we are practicing the disciplines then we are super spiritual and if someone doesn’t then they haven’t quite arrived yet. We can easily become as Jesus described the Pharisees, whitewashed tombs – looking spiritual on the outside but actually being dead on the inside. The other, and possibly graver danger, is to merely study the disciplines and fail to practice them.
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As I was tucking Morgan into bed tonight I told her the story of David and Goliath. I made sure that Morgan knew that Goliath was bad and David was little but God was going to protect him and use him. And as I was wrapping up what I thought was a brilliant job of making an OT story theologically understandable to a three-year old when she looked at me square in the eyes and said, "yeah, but God loves Goliath."
I had no clue what to say after that. Kids have a better grasp on things than we think sometimes. Morgan wasn't silent very long though. She continued to tell me that Goliath and her had a fun day tat the park and he likes sausage!
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It is day 10 of our trip and things are beginning to wind down. The effects of being away from family and not really having any rest are beginning to show. Today wasn't all that exciting. We did visit an orphanage for about an hour, but then went and had lunch at a nursing home. We were expecting to be working more with the poor in the flavellas. We are hoping tomorrow is more hands on. It feels like a month since we left. One thing I have to say is that Brazilian hospitality cannot be beat. Every restaraunt we go to insists on giving us ungodly amounts of red meat. And we aren't staying at the Hilton, but when you ask for coffee (or cafe as they say in Portuguese) they literally bring it out on a silver platter. However, laundry costs an arm and a leg. To get one shirt washed it costs about $3. So right now my shorts and underwear are hanging outside our bathroom window drying off after I washed them in the sink.
It is about 1:00am right now and I am still wide awake because I have had about 4 cups of the strongest coffee in the world. Brazilian coffee is incredibly intense... and good. I am an addict now. The only way I can describe it is as if you added 2 cups of raw coffee grounds to a teaspoon of water and heated it up in the microwave.
More tomorrow....
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It is almost here. It is with a weird mixture of excitement and sadness that Sunday approaches. I am excited that I will be going to Brazil for 13 days and spending a week with a local pastor in the Rio de Janeiro district of the UMC. I am sad that I will be leaving my nearly full-term pregnant wife and our little girl. Sarah has repeatedly committed to severely beating me if Pax comes before I get back, so... Pray that the little guy is patient.
I am going this Thursday to get some vaccinations. There are certain things that are sort of fundamental to being a functioning adult citizen that I haven't quite grasped, like keeping up with what immunizations I have. I am glad it is safe to double up on Tetanus - just in case I have had one in the last decade. Also, there have been some outbreaks of Yellow Fever in Brazil and we have a national shortage of vaccines here in the US. That translates to lots of mosquito repellent for me.
So what is the purpose of this trip? Essentially it is this: The Brazilian conference of the United Methodist Church is the fastest growing UM conference in the world. Our mission is to go down there and see what they are doing right. The bishop there, Paulo Lockman, is part of the reason the conference has experienced so much growth. After a spiritual conversion Bishop Lockman began preaching and winning many people to Christ. Since becoming bishop he has established an evangelism school that local pastors are required to attend periodically. We will be attending a few days of this school and then dispersing to stay in the home of a local pastor and accompany him in his ministry.
Stay tuned for photos and updates from the field.
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For someone with a philosophy background and a love for apologetics when two Mormon missionaries show up at your door it is almost like getting a package in the mail on your birthday. Last Friday was the first time this had happened to me since seminary so I was excited to invited them in and offer them some coffee (ha - just kidding about the coffee). We had a great discussion. All three of us shared our testimonies. I tried hard not to debate with them. I did bring up to them the illogical idea that God was once like we are and that he himself had a 'heavenly father'. If this were the case then the genealogy of gods would extend infinitely into the past with their never being a beginning. I have written a paper on this here. This made them pause and wander for a bit, but it did not hold them back for too long because the litmus test for truth for them seems to be a warm-fuzzy feeling you get when you ask God if the book of Mormon is true or not. They held this up as the ultimate answer.
I didn't know where to go from there. I tried telling them that a subjective feeling is not a great indicator of truth, but to no avail. I have compassion for them. In a sense I wander if what they are doing was similar to what Christians did before there was good evidence for the validity of their faith. I don't believe the Mormon faith will ever be proved valid by science or history (that would involve finding an ancient Jewish temple in North America), but their faith is sincere and hopeful that it one day will be. I guess part of my sympathy comes from the fact that Christianity has stood the test of time and has the backing of history and reason now, and they are left to wrestle with the reality of their faith. And seeing the painfully-true colors of something you have rested your whole life in bleed through the paint that your family and your faith community have painted over it is gut-wrenching, and I am guessing that most of us if faced with it would probably turn a blind eye.
I am saddened that, like what happens in many churches today, these two young men have been sold on the idea that faith should be blind. God is not a God of confusion. He hasn't created reason, and science, and nature one way and asked us to believe in something contradictory to them all. That is the beauty of Christianity - as time goes on the core of the Christian faith witnessed in different areas of life. It is like seeing the true colors of something good and beautiful and holy shining through the superficial spirituality that many have painted over the church. When we see it, it makes us want to tear away the fake paint. And as our culture takes the form of post-Christendom we still see that a genuine faith lived out by lovers of Jesus looks more true and more beautiful day after day after day and the darkness will not overcome it.
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Do you ever have those music days where something just clicks and you find some great music and you just can't get enough of it. Every once in a while I am graced by hearing some new (to me) great bands. Tonight at The Change we started talking about Phil Keaggy and I mentioned that I always heard he was supposed to be a great guitarist, but I never heard anything of his that I really liked. That is when someone pointed me towards Glass Harp, the band Keaggy started in. Contrasted to his chorus-pedal-ridden contemporary recordings this stuff was hard core 70's rock and Keaggy has some great solos in there.
I also happened upon a newer band on MySpace called All the Day Holiday – great stuff. They have a great mixture of instrumental and vocal in each song. A lot of their music reminds me of Explosions in the Sky – that is the band that did the soundtrack for Friday Night Lights (the movie).
So, overall not a bad day for music appreciation. I guess if I want anything more than serendipitous glimpses at good music I will have to stop listening to so much talk radio
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