According to Wikipedia, the U.S. Interstate Highway System was officially created on this date in 1956 by President Dwight D. Eisenhower. You can read all about it HERE.
I worked along Interstate 80 in North Central Illinois for about 10 years. I worked at a gas station and a Hen House gas station/restaurant at exit 45. That was definately one of the most interesting jobs I'll ever have. I always said I was going to write a book. I met a lot of really good people, some not so good people, I had a gun pulled on me, I had several naked women come in, was offered oodles of drugs, was prayed for, yelled at, thanked gratefully, and just about anything else you can imagine.
Some of the people/times I remember: Every year when Harley enthusiasts head out west I always had lots of motorcycles. I had several groups of Hell's Angels stop in. Never had any trouble. I can't remember the guys name, but he was once Jim Croce's drummer, spent the day with me once. He was hitchhiking across America. He left me his sleeping bag, which I still tote around in the trunk of my car. The Second City touring group used to stop in on occasion - not sure if any of the big names were ever with them. Leta Ford stopped in her bus; as well as many other bands - but she was probably the most famous one that I knew of.
Well, I guess that doesn't sound so exciting. I can't think of too much right now. But, it was fun. I kinda feel like I grew up along the interstate highway system... and it's all because of Dwight. Good job, man.
Peace. Revolution.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Random Thoughts...
TRIP TO FINDLAY
Drove over to see Carrie last night. It was weird walking into the seminary office and seeing my daughter at the receptionist desk. She looked very 'natural' sitting there though. Jane and I took her to Ralphie's for supper, dropped off her bicycle, vacuumed her room/apt., and were home before dark. The fact that she lives at the corner of Center and Central - do you suppose that's right where's she's supposed to be right now? :)
NBA DRAFT
Jane let me listen to the draft on the radio, and then watch it on TV when we got home. This is the most exciting of all the drafts to me. The NFL needs to take a lesson and shorten the amount of time you get to pick. I thought it was a great draft - given the fact that nobody really knew where anyone was going.
Glad to see Bradley's Patrick O'Bryant picked high (9), and Dee Brown and James Augustine finally get picked. I hope they all do well. I suspect Patrick will take some time; Dee should be a spot player for years to come; and Augustine "could" be the best of the bunch, but probably won't last the year, because he doesn't have any confidence in himself.
I think the Bulls had a good draft, and New Jersey. The biggest thing is probably the fact that... Isaiah Thomas needs a friend. Badly. Poor guy. Although he is responsible for Fort Wayne not having a CBA team. Grrh.
BLOGS
I read this morning about a guy who was wondering why he "only" had around 400 readers a day (or maybe it was a week). Geez. I can't imagine. At any rate, I understand I will never have that many. My content is not good enough. I wish it were better, but... you know... it is MY blog. So I pretty much just use it as a journal; though I do try to put some stuff that might be helpful to others. But my life is much too boring and I am too much of a depressed complainer to ever have a "good" blog. That's okay - call me the bad blogger.
PEACE OF MIND
You know what gives a person a real peace-of-mind? Having a good mechanic. Yeoman's work on our cars. They go to our church; it's a family run/owned business; they give me free oil changes just because I'm a pastor; they always treat me right; and they're just plain nice people. That means a great deal to me... knowing that I can trust my mechanic and not having to worry if I'm getting ripped off or not.
NEW BOOK
I started reading "Praying With The Church" by Scot McKnight today. I read his blog everyday, and he has even been nice enough to respond to my commments when I make them. Pretty cool, given that he is like famous and all, and I am a nobody. That's something that really irks me though... when you leave a comment on somebody's blog and they just ignore you. Makes me feel stupid, and when it's someone you thought was a friend... well, it seems rather unfriendly to me. But I have probably done the same.
Well... I have much to do today. Rock on my friends. Peace.
Drove over to see Carrie last night. It was weird walking into the seminary office and seeing my daughter at the receptionist desk. She looked very 'natural' sitting there though. Jane and I took her to Ralphie's for supper, dropped off her bicycle, vacuumed her room/apt., and were home before dark. The fact that she lives at the corner of Center and Central - do you suppose that's right where's she's supposed to be right now? :)
NBA DRAFT
Jane let me listen to the draft on the radio, and then watch it on TV when we got home. This is the most exciting of all the drafts to me. The NFL needs to take a lesson and shorten the amount of time you get to pick. I thought it was a great draft - given the fact that nobody really knew where anyone was going.
Glad to see Bradley's Patrick O'Bryant picked high (9), and Dee Brown and James Augustine finally get picked. I hope they all do well. I suspect Patrick will take some time; Dee should be a spot player for years to come; and Augustine "could" be the best of the bunch, but probably won't last the year, because he doesn't have any confidence in himself.
I think the Bulls had a good draft, and New Jersey. The biggest thing is probably the fact that... Isaiah Thomas needs a friend. Badly. Poor guy. Although he is responsible for Fort Wayne not having a CBA team. Grrh.
BLOGS
I read this morning about a guy who was wondering why he "only" had around 400 readers a day (or maybe it was a week). Geez. I can't imagine. At any rate, I understand I will never have that many. My content is not good enough. I wish it were better, but... you know... it is MY blog. So I pretty much just use it as a journal; though I do try to put some stuff that might be helpful to others. But my life is much too boring and I am too much of a depressed complainer to ever have a "good" blog. That's okay - call me the bad blogger.
PEACE OF MIND
You know what gives a person a real peace-of-mind? Having a good mechanic. Yeoman's work on our cars. They go to our church; it's a family run/owned business; they give me free oil changes just because I'm a pastor; they always treat me right; and they're just plain nice people. That means a great deal to me... knowing that I can trust my mechanic and not having to worry if I'm getting ripped off or not.
NEW BOOK
I started reading "Praying With The Church" by Scot McKnight today. I read his blog everyday, and he has even been nice enough to respond to my commments when I make them. Pretty cool, given that he is like famous and all, and I am a nobody. That's something that really irks me though... when you leave a comment on somebody's blog and they just ignore you. Makes me feel stupid, and when it's someone you thought was a friend... well, it seems rather unfriendly to me. But I have probably done the same.
Well... I have much to do today. Rock on my friends. Peace.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
a.k.a. "Found"
I finished Jim Henderson's book "a.k.a. Lost". Two things towards the end that stuck out to me:
1. A quote from George Barna:
I don't doubt that this is true... but it is soooo depressing. Partly because I feel that I have tried and tried and tried, and it's not working. And I am afraid I am getting burned out. Honestly, sometimes I wonder if I need to LEAVE the church, or at least quit being a pastor, to have an impact for Christ. That's a really sad statement on my mental outlook, I know.
2. On p. 142 he explains the values that inform 'Ordinary Attempts.' These values are:
- Think small. Don't change the world, just change something.
- Say "wow." Make a big deal out of small stuff.
- Do what's doable. It's all you're going to do anyway.
- Count what matters. Conversations, not conversions.
- Be yourself. It will intrigue people.
Yeah. These are values I need to value more.
At the end of the book they suggest paying a non-Christian to attend your church and fill out a survey. I would LOVE to do this, and have actually tried. I just can't find anyone willing to do so. Maybe I need to try again.
I think maybe my biggest need is to get around some non-Christians. I really have no regular contact, or have built no relationships there. That's probably what I need to do. But if I can be honest... I'm mostly just tired, and not interested. Lord, help me.
1. A quote from George Barna:
"It is amazing that we live in a period during which people are more interested in spirituality than at any time in the past half century, yet they are seeking answers to their spiritual questions and needs from sources other than Christian churches. The American public is sending a clear message to Christian leaders: Make Christianity accessible and practical or don't expect their participation."
I don't doubt that this is true... but it is soooo depressing. Partly because I feel that I have tried and tried and tried, and it's not working. And I am afraid I am getting burned out. Honestly, sometimes I wonder if I need to LEAVE the church, or at least quit being a pastor, to have an impact for Christ. That's a really sad statement on my mental outlook, I know.
2. On p. 142 he explains the values that inform 'Ordinary Attempts.' These values are:
- Think small. Don't change the world, just change something.
- Say "wow." Make a big deal out of small stuff.
- Do what's doable. It's all you're going to do anyway.
- Count what matters. Conversations, not conversions.
- Be yourself. It will intrigue people.
Yeah. These are values I need to value more.
At the end of the book they suggest paying a non-Christian to attend your church and fill out a survey. I would LOVE to do this, and have actually tried. I just can't find anyone willing to do so. Maybe I need to try again.
I think maybe my biggest need is to get around some non-Christians. I really have no regular contact, or have built no relationships there. That's probably what I need to do. But if I can be honest... I'm mostly just tired, and not interested. Lord, help me.
Being Blessed
"God blesses you who are hated and excluded and mocked and cursed because you are identified with me, the Son of Man." Luke 6:22
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Sign up test
You can now sign up to have my new posts sent to your email address. Navigate down the right side until you see where it says "subscribe me"; put your email address in; and you should receive any new posts I add... sent to your email. At least that's how it's supposed to work. But, then, I'm not real sure why anyone would want to have my posts emailed to them anyway. But it is a free country, so you can do what you want. :)
peace.
peace.
Restraint is highest form of discipline
In ch. 11 of "a.k.a. Lost", Henderson says, "Restraint is the highest form of discipline among the most highly skilled artists."
I would have to agree. As a guitarist it is so hard to not want to "play everything." A good guitarist learns the art of restraint. It's even moreso for a bass player. A good basketball player learns not to "force" the game, they let it come to them. A pool shark forces themselves to patiently "set up the game." A card player, the same.
Henderson says we need to think: WJDD - What Jesus DIDN'T do. He didn't...
- ask the religious ruler, "Why should I help you?"
- seek assurance that the ruler would become his follower.
- explain his rationale to his disciples, who were probably becoming more and more confused.
- worry about how his actions would be perceived by others.
- tell the [bleeding] woman she had to make an appointment so he could work her into his busy schedule.
Henderson sums up... much can be done with very little. Yeah, but SOMETHING must be done, right? I think that is often my problem... I know I need to do something, I want to do something, I think of all these "somethings" that I should be doing... and then I get overwhelmed and end up doing nothing. "Much can be done with very little." Perhaps I should just do what I can, when I can, and "restrain" from thinking I need to do it all.
Peace, friends. Revolution.
I would have to agree. As a guitarist it is so hard to not want to "play everything." A good guitarist learns the art of restraint. It's even moreso for a bass player. A good basketball player learns not to "force" the game, they let it come to them. A pool shark forces themselves to patiently "set up the game." A card player, the same.
Henderson says we need to think: WJDD - What Jesus DIDN'T do. He didn't...
- ask the religious ruler, "Why should I help you?"
- seek assurance that the ruler would become his follower.
- explain his rationale to his disciples, who were probably becoming more and more confused.
- worry about how his actions would be perceived by others.
- tell the [bleeding] woman she had to make an appointment so he could work her into his busy schedule.
Henderson sums up... much can be done with very little. Yeah, but SOMETHING must be done, right? I think that is often my problem... I know I need to do something, I want to do something, I think of all these "somethings" that I should be doing... and then I get overwhelmed and end up doing nothing. "Much can be done with very little." Perhaps I should just do what I can, when I can, and "restrain" from thinking I need to do it all.
Peace, friends. Revolution.
Stop Talking
This is one of the best and most personally convicting things I have read in awhile. It's from my friend, Fran Leeman; made as a comment on the emergingcggc blog: see the full post here.
That puts my life into perspective right there - too much talk and not enough action. Help me, Lord, to get up off my butt and love people.
Peace. Fran is the leader of the revolution today.
At some point, we must cease merely talking about making disciples and ask if we are ourselves real disciples, and then how in the world do we help others become real followers. At some point, we must cease talking about how the church has failed to give a rip about the world and ask if we really give a rip, and then love with actions and not just words. Talk is good... and necessary... but there is a point at which talk becomes cheap. I have an idea for a great experiment: What if Christians were put under a moratorium on speaking about God for one year, and could only show God but not talk about him -- American Christians would go nuts.
That puts my life into perspective right there - too much talk and not enough action. Help me, Lord, to get up off my butt and love people.
Peace. Fran is the leader of the revolution today.
Monday, June 26, 2006
Compassionate Leadership for Pastors
My recent whining is so unbecoming - even to me. As a pastor, I thought this little article from Paul Cedar was a nice reminder: click here to read.
The main points are:
- The compassionate pastor leads... like a shephard.
- The compassionate pastor leads... from a motive of love.
- The compassionate pastor leads... and serves eagerly.
- The compassionate pastor leads... by example.
Peace. Revolution.
The main points are:
- The compassionate pastor leads... like a shephard.
- The compassionate pastor leads... from a motive of love.
- The compassionate pastor leads... and serves eagerly.
- The compassionate pastor leads... by example.
Peace. Revolution.
I don't like this
Do you ever have that feeling, like, you just don't know anything about anything? I don't think I know anything about pastoring, about people, about church work, church life, and I'm beginning to wonder if I know anything about God or the Bible. It seems like everything I think should get people excited, or should work, or should be good... just flops. Maybe I should try doing like George Castanza on the episode of Seinfeld where he does the opposite of everything he thinks he should do.
It makes me wonder... is God trying to tell me something? Am I in the wrong line of work? Should I quit? Should I do something else? Or am I just supposed to hang on?
I am so un-motivated. I don't know what to do. I'm not mad at anyone; I don't dislike my church or what I do necessarily. I just don't know what to do, and have no confidence that I ever will know what to do. I feel like I'm a waste.
All I can think of is Habakkuk 3:17-19...
Be my strength, Lord. Help me to live beyond my feelings.
It makes me wonder... is God trying to tell me something? Am I in the wrong line of work? Should I quit? Should I do something else? Or am I just supposed to hang on?
I am so un-motivated. I don't know what to do. I'm not mad at anyone; I don't dislike my church or what I do necessarily. I just don't know what to do, and have no confidence that I ever will know what to do. I feel like I'm a waste.
All I can think of is Habakkuk 3:17-19...
Though the fig tree does not bud
and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,
yet I will rejoice in the LORD,
I will be joyful in God my Savior.
The Sovereign LORD is my strength;
he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
he enables me to go on the heights.
Be my strength, Lord. Help me to live beyond my feelings.
VBS is done
We had our Vacation Bible School this past Friday & Saturday. Friday night was "dinner and a movie." We had hamburgers, hot dogs and nachos under the pavilion. All ages can attend Friday. The kids played some games, adults hung out and chatted, then we went inside and watched "Eight Below". A lot of people left before the movie. I think there were around 50 people total - which was about half of what we had last year. Somewhat disappointing.
Saturday from 10 am to 2 pm was the kids-only portion. They sang, had a lesson, played games, and made a craft. We only had 19 kids (and only 1 boy). The turnout was disappointing, but most of the kids seemed to have fun; the weather was great (it was all outdoors); and none of the adults got too exasperated since it was only 4 hours.
Some things to remember:
Friday night - It wasn't very well advertised. I didn't even know what the movie was until Friday night. People need to know what's going on. I'm not sure a movie was the best idea either. Last year we had a performer/storyteller. He was more interactive with people, and it was something to look forward to. Anybody can rent a movie anytime.
Overall - I never really did know what the kids were supposed to learn or "get" from the weekend. I think part of the problem was... the director came up with some stuff she wanted to do, and then tried to make it "biblical." I wonder if we need to: 1. Decide what Bible verse, truth, or story we want the kids to learn; 2. What do we want them to learn from it/do with it; 3. How can we incorporate that into everything they do in the weekend - hit them with it from the moment they get their to the moment they leave, so there will be no question as to what the weekend was about.
I also think it could be a little better organized. There was too much "free" time, and some kids lost interest.
Also, rather than having one person be in charge of everything, we need more involvement from more people. Too many adults had no idea what was going on; what they were supposed to do; what the kids were supposed to do.
I thought last year with the performer and the clowns and the horse rides and things like that... it gave people something to remember. The key is to then connect those things with what we're trying to teach.
We might want to consider calling it something other than vacation bible school.
A big disappointment for me was the lack of kids from our church who attended. I don't know what to do if we can't even get our own kids to show up.
I'm pretty bummed about the whole thing, but honestly, I'm glad it's over. Pretty sad in itself. At least no one seemed to get mad about anything and most people had a good time while they were here. Maybe my expectations are too high.
Thought for next year: See about getting Jason Ringenberg to do a show on Friday night; then have Farmer Jason for the kids on Saturday morning. (?)
Saturday from 10 am to 2 pm was the kids-only portion. They sang, had a lesson, played games, and made a craft. We only had 19 kids (and only 1 boy). The turnout was disappointing, but most of the kids seemed to have fun; the weather was great (it was all outdoors); and none of the adults got too exasperated since it was only 4 hours.
Some things to remember:
Friday night - It wasn't very well advertised. I didn't even know what the movie was until Friday night. People need to know what's going on. I'm not sure a movie was the best idea either. Last year we had a performer/storyteller. He was more interactive with people, and it was something to look forward to. Anybody can rent a movie anytime.
Overall - I never really did know what the kids were supposed to learn or "get" from the weekend. I think part of the problem was... the director came up with some stuff she wanted to do, and then tried to make it "biblical." I wonder if we need to: 1. Decide what Bible verse, truth, or story we want the kids to learn; 2. What do we want them to learn from it/do with it; 3. How can we incorporate that into everything they do in the weekend - hit them with it from the moment they get their to the moment they leave, so there will be no question as to what the weekend was about.
I also think it could be a little better organized. There was too much "free" time, and some kids lost interest.
Also, rather than having one person be in charge of everything, we need more involvement from more people. Too many adults had no idea what was going on; what they were supposed to do; what the kids were supposed to do.
I thought last year with the performer and the clowns and the horse rides and things like that... it gave people something to remember. The key is to then connect those things with what we're trying to teach.
We might want to consider calling it something other than vacation bible school.
A big disappointment for me was the lack of kids from our church who attended. I don't know what to do if we can't even get our own kids to show up.
I'm pretty bummed about the whole thing, but honestly, I'm glad it's over. Pretty sad in itself. At least no one seemed to get mad about anything and most people had a good time while they were here. Maybe my expectations are too high.
Thought for next year: See about getting Jason Ringenberg to do a show on Friday night; then have Farmer Jason for the kids on Saturday morning. (?)
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Jesus
This is from Mark Driscoll. I love this description. I can barely read it without choking up. The whole article is HERE.
Nearly 2,000 years ago a poor, homeless, single man in his early thirties was executed by crucifixion like many other common criminals. He never wrote a book, never traveled more than 200 miles from his home, never held a political office, never married or had children, and never ran a company. His name is Jesus Christ and history is divided into the periods before and after his life. Time magazine named him "Man of the Millennium," and more songs have been sung to, books written about, and artwork painted of him than anyone who has ever lived. Moreover, a few billion people alive today worship Him as their only God and deeply love Him unlike anyone who has ever lived.
Why?
Because Jesus has done what no one else could do: take away their sin by dying on a cross as a substitute in their place.
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Remember
This is part of my lesson on how to be happier. I'm supposed to write this 15 times, or put it somewhere I can read it often.
Today I would rather be happy than right.
Today love, joy and peace will equal success.
Today I will trust from deep within.
Today I won’t limit my expectations.
Today is the day that God has made. I will give thanks and be glad of it.
My answers...
My spiritual interests: Helping people see God in the ordinary; doing that myself. Learning to live like Jesus likes me.
What I think of Christians: I admire a great many; am disappointed in many; trying to be compassionate and gracious to most, but am probably generally disappointed. I think we need to take ourselves a lot less seriously, and take Jesus a lot more seriously.
What I think of Jesus: I don't understand him; how he did what he did, does what he does. I love him. Forever indebted to him. (note - Sunday morning I was reading this blurb about Jesus that Mark Driscoll wrote, and I just about lost it; I got so emotional just reading about who Jesus was/is. That's what I think of him).
Would I pray for you? Absolutely. Well, most likely.
What would I like prayer for? I think I need to take a step of faith. I'm just not sure where to take it, or what to do. I would like prayer for direction. Also, I have a week of vacation coming up, and have no idea where to go or what to do (sad, isn't it). Two people in my group are having surgeries today. I hope they both go well.
What I think of Christians: I admire a great many; am disappointed in many; trying to be compassionate and gracious to most, but am probably generally disappointed. I think we need to take ourselves a lot less seriously, and take Jesus a lot more seriously.
What I think of Jesus: I don't understand him; how he did what he did, does what he does. I love him. Forever indebted to him. (note - Sunday morning I was reading this blurb about Jesus that Mark Driscoll wrote, and I just about lost it; I got so emotional just reading about who Jesus was/is. That's what I think of him).
Would I pray for you? Absolutely. Well, most likely.
What would I like prayer for? I think I need to take a step of faith. I'm just not sure where to take it, or what to do. I would like prayer for direction. Also, I have a week of vacation coming up, and have no idea where to go or what to do (sad, isn't it). Two people in my group are having surgeries today. I hope they both go well.
The New Habit of Being Real
Ch. 9 of "a.k.a. Lost" is about being "real." Henderson says,
I think there is a lot of truth to this. I think a lot of people wear themselves out spiritually because they think they're not "doing" enough. Then they live in guilt and shame and depression. However, I also think this line of thinking really minimizes the whole faith issue. Like, if I only need to do what "I" can do, then what do I need to trust Jesus for? Know what I mean? So, I don't know if I'm in one of those spots where I need to "exercise" my faith - I need to do something that I couldn't possibly do without Jesus' help. Or... I need to quit thinking that I need to do something like that... and just do what I can do.
The Ordinary Attempt is to ask these 5 questions:
- What are your spiritual interests?
- What do you think of Christians?
- What do you think of Jesus?
- Would you pray for me?
- What would you like prayer for?
(I'm waiting...)
When it comes to connecting with the people Jesus misses most, we don't have to be unusually brave. There's no pressure to do what we're not equipped to do and no shame in doing what we're well suited for. We only have to do what we can.
I think there is a lot of truth to this. I think a lot of people wear themselves out spiritually because they think they're not "doing" enough. Then they live in guilt and shame and depression. However, I also think this line of thinking really minimizes the whole faith issue. Like, if I only need to do what "I" can do, then what do I need to trust Jesus for? Know what I mean? So, I don't know if I'm in one of those spots where I need to "exercise" my faith - I need to do something that I couldn't possibly do without Jesus' help. Or... I need to quit thinking that I need to do something like that... and just do what I can do.
The Ordinary Attempt is to ask these 5 questions:
- What are your spiritual interests?
- What do you think of Christians?
- What do you think of Jesus?
- Would you pray for me?
- What would you like prayer for?
(I'm waiting...)
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Out of religion
Ch. 8 of "a.k.a. Lost" by Jim Henderson is 'Out of Religion and Into Reality.' He says, "People don't need a better religion; they need a better reality."
Also (p.84): "Are we the defenders of God's reputation, or are we the proclaimers of his love?" While on earth, Jesus didn't bother correcting his critics... so why should we. He asks, "Who has the greatest influence with [the missing]... those wanting to correct or those trying to connect?"
From ch. 7 - he talked about SEINFELD EVANGELISM. Basically, we make a big deal out of what some people think of as nothing. We count all the small, ordinary, and even mundane encounters in life. We look for Jesus in all the ordinariness the way Seinfeld looked for humor. I like that. I need to "do" more ordinary. I need to celebrate it more.
Also (p.84): "Are we the defenders of God's reputation, or are we the proclaimers of his love?" While on earth, Jesus didn't bother correcting his critics... so why should we. He asks, "Who has the greatest influence with [the missing]... those wanting to correct or those trying to connect?"
From ch. 7 - he talked about SEINFELD EVANGELISM. Basically, we make a big deal out of what some people think of as nothing. We count all the small, ordinary, and even mundane encounters in life. We look for Jesus in all the ordinariness the way Seinfeld looked for humor. I like that. I need to "do" more ordinary. I need to celebrate it more.
More Tat Talk
I hear Marques Daniels of the Dallas Mavericks has all of Psalm 91 tattood on his chest and stomach. Apparently his grandma couldn't read, and he used to read to her, and that was one of the things he always read to her. Interesting.
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Jim Martin & Sally Morgenthaler articles
Some good articles I want to remind myself to read again.
Jim Martin just plain has GOOD STUFF. I need to re-read this article often: Who Cares (Part 2).
Two stunning articles from Sally. I don't know her personally, but have read many books and articles by her and have a great deal of respect for her. My heart just broke when I read these: Does Ministry Fuel Addictive Behavior; and Behind Closed Doors: Sally Morgenthaler's Story.
Jim Martin just plain has GOOD STUFF. I need to re-read this article often: Who Cares (Part 2).
Two stunning articles from Sally. I don't know her personally, but have read many books and articles by her and have a great deal of respect for her. My heart just broke when I read these: Does Ministry Fuel Addictive Behavior; and Behind Closed Doors: Sally Morgenthaler's Story.
Remember where strength comes from
A reminder:
""A woodpecker tapped with his beak against the stem of a tree just as lightning struck the tree and destroyed it. He flew away and said, "I didn't know there was so much power in my beak!" When we bring the gospel there is a danger that we will think or say, "I have done a good job." Don't be a silly woodpecker.Know where your strength comes from. It is only the Holy Spirit who can make a message good and fruitful.""
Citation: Corrie Ten Boom in Each New Day. Christianity Today, Vol. 36, no. 3.
""A woodpecker tapped with his beak against the stem of a tree just as lightning struck the tree and destroyed it. He flew away and said, "I didn't know there was so much power in my beak!" When we bring the gospel there is a danger that we will think or say, "I have done a good job." Don't be a silly woodpecker.Know where your strength comes from. It is only the Holy Spirit who can make a message good and fruitful.""
Citation: Corrie Ten Boom in Each New Day. Christianity Today, Vol. 36, no. 3.
Going Home
"I was born very far from where I am supposed to be, so, I'm on my way home." I think that's one of my favorite lines of all time. Bob Dylan said it. I'm not sure when or where. It is so true though. But it makes me think... where is home?
I've been watching the new Neil Young DVD "Heart of Gold". It was shot in Nashville, TN. You know, something about that place has always seemed like home to me. I've been there a few times, and even though it's not the cleanest city, or biggest, or nicest... there's just something about it. And I've never been a real country music lover either. It's neat watching "Heart of Gold" and recognizing the places they drive by.
When I thought I was going to plant a church, Nashville always kept coming to mind. I think it's a city with a lot of church folk; but also a city with a lot of people who were completely turned off by the church. The rebels and riff-raff. And, you know, I had also always thought maybe God was leading me to pastor a church in a couple places in California - like, to some old, burned-out hippies. But now I'm wonderin if he hasn't been preparing me for some old, burned out rebels. That's kind of how I feel most of the time - even though I'm not all that old. I think I am beginning to think older though. And I've always thought I was a hippie/rebel inside.
But, you know, I remember when I said I would NEVER move away from Buda, Illinois. That was home for 30-some years. I lived on "A" Street for about 20 years. Then "High" street. Some outlandish street names in that town.
Have you ever watched "King of the Hill"? I think what Bob Dylan was talking about is similar to the difference between Hank and Bobby Hill. I mean, they are about as different as you can get. And maybe it's like - Bobby was born very far from how Hank is, and his life will be about becoming like him. Maybe.
As a Christian I am supposed to be like Jesus. I was born very far from where I am supposed to be. I want to go home now.
Many believe the Christian's home is in heaven. Well, tell me, where is that? Is it "one" place? Or is it perhaps that place where we are most like Jesus?
Hmm. Watching "Heart of Gold" has been good (It's interesting to note that every time I type 'heart of Gold', I accidentally type 'Heart of GOD' first. Every time). I want to go home. But maybe going home isn't about being there... Maybe it's more about "going" there. Getting there. Maybe heaven is found in the journey, not the destination. I dunno.
Travel well.
I've been watching the new Neil Young DVD "Heart of Gold". It was shot in Nashville, TN. You know, something about that place has always seemed like home to me. I've been there a few times, and even though it's not the cleanest city, or biggest, or nicest... there's just something about it. And I've never been a real country music lover either. It's neat watching "Heart of Gold" and recognizing the places they drive by.
When I thought I was going to plant a church, Nashville always kept coming to mind. I think it's a city with a lot of church folk; but also a city with a lot of people who were completely turned off by the church. The rebels and riff-raff. And, you know, I had also always thought maybe God was leading me to pastor a church in a couple places in California - like, to some old, burned-out hippies. But now I'm wonderin if he hasn't been preparing me for some old, burned out rebels. That's kind of how I feel most of the time - even though I'm not all that old. I think I am beginning to think older though. And I've always thought I was a hippie/rebel inside.
But, you know, I remember when I said I would NEVER move away from Buda, Illinois. That was home for 30-some years. I lived on "A" Street for about 20 years. Then "High" street. Some outlandish street names in that town.
Have you ever watched "King of the Hill"? I think what Bob Dylan was talking about is similar to the difference between Hank and Bobby Hill. I mean, they are about as different as you can get. And maybe it's like - Bobby was born very far from how Hank is, and his life will be about becoming like him. Maybe.
As a Christian I am supposed to be like Jesus. I was born very far from where I am supposed to be. I want to go home now.
Many believe the Christian's home is in heaven. Well, tell me, where is that? Is it "one" place? Or is it perhaps that place where we are most like Jesus?
Hmm. Watching "Heart of Gold" has been good (It's interesting to note that every time I type 'heart of Gold', I accidentally type 'Heart of GOD' first. Every time). I want to go home. But maybe going home isn't about being there... Maybe it's more about "going" there. Getting there. Maybe heaven is found in the journey, not the destination. I dunno.
Travel well.
Added later (in case you were wonderin'):
1. I know this is not theologically sound. But "what if"?
2. I don't have any plans to move to Nashville. Just thinkin' out loud.
Monday, June 19, 2006
Evangelize With Your Ears
Chapter 6 in Henderson's "a.k.a. Lost" is about listening. He says, "The Industrial Revolution required manpower. The Information Age required knowledge. But the current Information Overload Era requires attention management. As followers of Jesus, we need to become experts in the economics of attention."
Why do Christians need to learn to listen better and ask more questions? So we can "learn how not to be jerks." (p.65) Sometimes I don't think we realize how offensive we can seem to people. And, as Henderson points out, "When Christians show genuine interest in others, people sometimes begin to believe that God might actually LIKE them." And the great part is that being interested in people doesn't require special expertise or hours of training. In fact, it involves nothing more than living your normal life and simply beginning to practice the art of noticing those around you.
We are supposed to practice "counting to three" after we ask a question. He says we don't allow people enough time to answer. Good salespeople learn to wait five to ten seconds for people to respond, rather than jumping right back with a comment of their own. Asking good questions and then patiently listening is one of the best gifts we can give anyone. And it's so easy to do.
He also points out (p.66) that "communication experts tell us that content comprises a mere 7 percent of our communication, while tone of voice carries 70 percent." That is wild. So HOW we say something really makes a difference; not just WHAT we say.
They give two examples of 'free attention giveaways':
1). The Phone Call Ordinary Attempt. Call an old friend and ask how they're doing... and listen. Do it on purpose, but don't steer the conversation. Restrain yourself from preaching. If your friend knows you're a Christian - and especially if you've tried to "save" them before - they'll be shocked that you didn't preach. They might even want to talk to you again.
2). The Hold The Door for Someone Ordinary Attempt. If #1 is too big of a stretch, just make a point to hold the door open for someone, or run ahead and open the door for someone.
These are pretty simple, but I have to admit - I need 'simple' with this chapter. I do have trouble listening and giving my attention away. And it's not because I don't want to or don't like people - I really, really do like people. But I'm a contemplative sort of person, and I'm almost always thinking about something, and I'm very task oriented. So this is good for me to hear/read. I pray I will have plenty of opportunities this week. I'm thinking about taking an hour and going to Barnes and Noble, or the Mall, and just opening the door for people. Could be interesting.
Peace. Revolution.
A Good Weekend
I've been trying to notice the good things in my life lately. And this was a very good weekend.
It started off with the great Joe B. show Thursday night, and then Jane and I went back to Ribfest Friday night too. That has to be one of my favorite things to do - attend outdoor music festivals. We heard some great blues, and just kinda "hung out" together.
Saturday we met Carrie in Indianapolis - she gave me some dietz's chocolates for Father's Day (very good too). Then we attended the class 3A Indiana High School championship baseball game. The school our son attended was playing (Norwell), and we have 3 guys from our church who play on the team. Clay Dafforn is the only one who played though. It was a FANTASTIC game. They set a championship game record for runs and hits. Unfortunately we lost 13-12. What a fun time though. This was the first baseball championship I had ever attended - having been to football, basketball and track state events.
Yesterday was a good day at church. Isaac played the drums for the first time with our band. He was incredible. Funny, that's EXACTLY how I would like a drummer to sound. It made it so easy for me trying to play the guitar. Some drummers give me trouble - only because I am not a great player. But he made it easy.
After church we went to Applebee's for Father's Day, and then we watched my Father's Day gift... the new Neil Young dvd "Heart of Gold." I was totally suprised, and it was sooooooooooooooo good. It's just Neil and some friends playing Nashville's Ryman Auditorium. They play quite a bit off the "Prairie Wind" cd, and several of his older hits, which I was shocked to see him play. I know a lot of people don't like Neil, and many wouldn't care for the dvd, but my eyes were wet through most of it. And how fitting that it was a father's day gift, since the dvd was for "his" dad, who passed away a couple of months before they recorded it.
I found plenty of good this weekend. Now I'll be on the lookout for more this week. Rock on.
It started off with the great Joe B. show Thursday night, and then Jane and I went back to Ribfest Friday night too. That has to be one of my favorite things to do - attend outdoor music festivals. We heard some great blues, and just kinda "hung out" together.
Saturday we met Carrie in Indianapolis - she gave me some dietz's chocolates for Father's Day (very good too). Then we attended the class 3A Indiana High School championship baseball game. The school our son attended was playing (Norwell), and we have 3 guys from our church who play on the team. Clay Dafforn is the only one who played though. It was a FANTASTIC game. They set a championship game record for runs and hits. Unfortunately we lost 13-12. What a fun time though. This was the first baseball championship I had ever attended - having been to football, basketball and track state events.
Yesterday was a good day at church. Isaac played the drums for the first time with our band. He was incredible. Funny, that's EXACTLY how I would like a drummer to sound. It made it so easy for me trying to play the guitar. Some drummers give me trouble - only because I am not a great player. But he made it easy.
After church we went to Applebee's for Father's Day, and then we watched my Father's Day gift... the new Neil Young dvd "Heart of Gold." I was totally suprised, and it was sooooooooooooooo good. It's just Neil and some friends playing Nashville's Ryman Auditorium. They play quite a bit off the "Prairie Wind" cd, and several of his older hits, which I was shocked to see him play. I know a lot of people don't like Neil, and many wouldn't care for the dvd, but my eyes were wet through most of it. And how fitting that it was a father's day gift, since the dvd was for "his" dad, who passed away a couple of months before they recorded it.
I found plenty of good this weekend. Now I'll be on the lookout for more this week. Rock on.
Friday, June 16, 2006
Bonamassa concert
What a great night for an outdoor concert! Jane and I headed to Headwaters Park in F.W. for this Ribfest show. For starters - this is a fantastic place to see live music. I love it under the rounded-top pavilion, with the smell of food (and ribs, on this ocassion) wafting through the air. I didn't know Ribfest was so well-attended. Man, we arrived a little before 8 and had to stand in line for about 15 minutes to get in; and Joe B. didn't start until 9!
The opening band was Brad Kelsey and Triple Tornado. Nice 3-piece 'blues band with an edge.' We saw them blister through a couple of Hendrix songs. Isaac shoulda been there. Funny thing though, Brad K. does NOT look like a blues guy. He looks more like me! Short hair, clean cut, nice-guy-lookin'-babyface (he has a baby-face, I don't know that I do). But he can play the guitar. He must be from around F.W., and I see he has some pics of himself playing at a local Christian coffeehouse. I might check into getting him to play at our Pavilion.
Other thoughts from the show:
- It's been awhile since I've been around this many bikers. Wow. We used to actually hang out in some biker bar sorta places back in the day, so I don't feel uncomfortable around them, but you just never know, you know. And the funny thing was... as we were standing with a couple of gangs, all decked out in their leathers and whatnot, it was wierd seeing them pull out their digital cameras and cell phones. My how times change. Jane read one of their patches which said, "God forgives, but Outlaws dont!" 'Nuff said.
- Bonamassa played an incredible show. If you just wanna listen to somebody make a guitar sing... it was beautiful. He is a good blues singer too, but his playin' is what amazed me. And he played almost straight through for just shy of 2 hours. At the 1 hour point he gave his bass player and drummer a break and he just played solo. And I bet he didn't say 10 words all night. Just played. Sometimes it helps to build a rapport with your audience, but I think this cat knows... they were here to hear him play, and that's what he did. I thoroughly enjoyed it.
- We're all just people, right? Before Joe B. played, I wasn't real sure what he looked like, but while waiting for him to start, we were standing where I often like to stand - right beside the stage; that way you can see some of the behind-the-scenes stuff, you can often get a good look at chords and riffs, plus the music isn't quite so loud on my aging ears. So, before he starts, I see this almost-goofy looking guy runnin around behind the stage with a diet coke. I "thought" it was him. He was greetin everybody and lookin just real humble and nice. Then he ran back to the bus for something and tripped. He just laughed. It just struck me as kinda cool that this guy who has inspired thousands of people to come see him play is just as normal as the rest of us.
Well that's probably enough. I'm hoping Isaac will want to go down to Ribfest for lunch today. Southside Denny is playing, and the rib sampler I got last night just wasn't enough!
Peace.
Tattoo You?
Last night Jane and I attended a Joe Bonamassa concert (more on that later). At one point we were kind of standing in the middle of The Outlaws motorcycle gang, and... it got me to thinking about getting a tattoo again. I don't have any, and I'm not sure if I ever would, but the thought crosses my mind every now and then. Here is a good article defending tattoos from a Christian perspective click here at www.sacredink.net.
Peace.
Peace.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Making a Labyrinth
Last night I saw this post by Jonny Baker about mowing a grass labyrinth SEE IT HERE. It just struck me as a really cool idea. I wanted to remind myself of it, and hopefully do it someday. God knows we have enough grass around here.
Something is better than nothing
You can’t always get what you want. Not only is that a great line in a Rolling Stones song, it’s also pretty true.
I’ve tried running (jogging) again. I want to run. I need to run… for my health, my weight, my blood pressure, cholesterol, depression, etc. But it just isn’t working right now.
So, last night I dug out the old exercise bike. It’s like admitting defeat; taking a step backward. But it’s better than nothing. It’s better than feeling like a failure so I just sit and sulk. It’s better than being mad so I throw a tantrum and take it out on someone else. It’s better than forcing the issue and doing more harm than good.
I don’t know about you, but it’s often a struggle for me to do something, rather than nothing. Because I think what many of us want is to be GREAT; we want to do wonderful things; to be rich, famous, and all that. And when we’re not… what happens to us? Some of us sulk, some of us rebel, some of us become cynical ingrates. And why is it so hard to just do SOMETHING, rather than all those nothings.
I think life is made up of the “something’s.” And when we come to accept that something is better than nothing, we learn to enjoy life. Perhaps that is the “full life” that Jesus came to offer us – a life where we can enjoy “something”, rather than being disappointed, distraught, and discontented.
Something to think about.
I’ve tried running (jogging) again. I want to run. I need to run… for my health, my weight, my blood pressure, cholesterol, depression, etc. But it just isn’t working right now.
So, last night I dug out the old exercise bike. It’s like admitting defeat; taking a step backward. But it’s better than nothing. It’s better than feeling like a failure so I just sit and sulk. It’s better than being mad so I throw a tantrum and take it out on someone else. It’s better than forcing the issue and doing more harm than good.
I don’t know about you, but it’s often a struggle for me to do something, rather than nothing. Because I think what many of us want is to be GREAT; we want to do wonderful things; to be rich, famous, and all that. And when we’re not… what happens to us? Some of us sulk, some of us rebel, some of us become cynical ingrates. And why is it so hard to just do SOMETHING, rather than all those nothings.
I think life is made up of the “something’s.” And when we come to accept that something is better than nothing, we learn to enjoy life. Perhaps that is the “full life” that Jesus came to offer us – a life where we can enjoy “something”, rather than being disappointed, distraught, and discontented.
Something to think about.
The True Size of Small Talk
Ch. 5 of “a.k.a. Lost” is titled: COUNT CONVERSATIONS, NOT CONVERSIONS. Henderson says, “Conversation is important because it’s how we connect with each other.” If we’re wanting to help people into a relationship with Jesus, it’s got to be about more than just giving them information.
Henderson says on p.53: “…we change minds about life not simply because of correct information but because we trust our conversation partners. To the degree that we are included in their community or social context and treated as insiders, we open up to their ideas.”
He says on p. 57: “Paying attention (to others’ conversation) means we join with Jesus and feel the price he paid to restrain the urge to tell people everything he knew.”
He quotes George Hunter in using Celtic Christianity as a role-model: “Celtic Christianity viewed human nature not as being radically tainted by sin and evil, intrinsically corrupt and degenerate,” Hunter writes, “but as imprinted with the image of God, full of potential and opportunity, longing for completion and perfection. (St.) Patrick started with the assumption that people would be receptive and he treated them that way.”
I have a lot of thoughts on this chapter, but I keep coming back to – is our right-ness as important as our relationships? I have mostly thought it was my job to share the “truth” with people. You know, like God had imparted this wisdom to me; he had made me this special way… and my “role” was to tell people things they maybe didn’t know or realize. I have practiced this much in my life… and damaged many a relationship in the process. Some people say I have the spiritual gift of Prophet, but I’m wondering if I’ve just been too keen on sharing information and not realized the importance of the relationships.
Another thought regarding the p.53 quote on “trusting our conversation partners.” I believe that the single greatest evangelism tool is integrity. Not meaning that our integrity keeps us from doing certain things or going certain places – such as “I’m a person of integrity so I never watch R-rated movies.” But I think it is being able to “keep” our integrity in the midst of those things. For some, it will mean not watching R-rated movies. But it might mean not watching the movie AND having the integrity to not belittle someone who does watch it. Or it might mean getting to the point where you can put yourself in a compromising situation and not feel the pull of temptation. Which, I don’t think you can do without much struggle and sacrifice and… integrity.
Perhaps integrity is something we’re “given.” You know, like, when I was a freshman in high school, I had to play scout team runningback and kick-off and punt returner for the varsity. I got KILLED time and again. And I felt like a failure because I never gained any yards or did anything worthwhile (I thought). But at the start of my sophomore year I was named the Special Teams captain of the varsity team – in part because of how I handled myself my freshman year. Even though I never did anything great, I showed up every day and didn’t complain and didn’t quit. Hmm… maybe there is much to be said for someone who is just “there” for people. Who show up everyday, listen to their crap, don’t complain, and don’t quit. Do you suppose that is what ministry is all about? Being dependable; earning the trust of others; being a friend???
I believe the truth is what sets people free. Am I the one who has the truth, or is it just my role to walk alongside people in that direction… allowing the Holy Spirit to bring it to them/us? I dunno… as with so many things, this could be a cop-out, or it could be the missing link. I’m just thinking out loud.
Peace.
Henderson says on p.53: “…we change minds about life not simply because of correct information but because we trust our conversation partners. To the degree that we are included in their community or social context and treated as insiders, we open up to their ideas.”
He says on p. 57: “Paying attention (to others’ conversation) means we join with Jesus and feel the price he paid to restrain the urge to tell people everything he knew.”
He quotes George Hunter in using Celtic Christianity as a role-model: “Celtic Christianity viewed human nature not as being radically tainted by sin and evil, intrinsically corrupt and degenerate,” Hunter writes, “but as imprinted with the image of God, full of potential and opportunity, longing for completion and perfection. (St.) Patrick started with the assumption that people would be receptive and he treated them that way.”
I have a lot of thoughts on this chapter, but I keep coming back to – is our right-ness as important as our relationships? I have mostly thought it was my job to share the “truth” with people. You know, like God had imparted this wisdom to me; he had made me this special way… and my “role” was to tell people things they maybe didn’t know or realize. I have practiced this much in my life… and damaged many a relationship in the process. Some people say I have the spiritual gift of Prophet, but I’m wondering if I’ve just been too keen on sharing information and not realized the importance of the relationships.
Another thought regarding the p.53 quote on “trusting our conversation partners.” I believe that the single greatest evangelism tool is integrity. Not meaning that our integrity keeps us from doing certain things or going certain places – such as “I’m a person of integrity so I never watch R-rated movies.” But I think it is being able to “keep” our integrity in the midst of those things. For some, it will mean not watching R-rated movies. But it might mean not watching the movie AND having the integrity to not belittle someone who does watch it. Or it might mean getting to the point where you can put yourself in a compromising situation and not feel the pull of temptation. Which, I don’t think you can do without much struggle and sacrifice and… integrity.
Perhaps integrity is something we’re “given.” You know, like, when I was a freshman in high school, I had to play scout team runningback and kick-off and punt returner for the varsity. I got KILLED time and again. And I felt like a failure because I never gained any yards or did anything worthwhile (I thought). But at the start of my sophomore year I was named the Special Teams captain of the varsity team – in part because of how I handled myself my freshman year. Even though I never did anything great, I showed up every day and didn’t complain and didn’t quit. Hmm… maybe there is much to be said for someone who is just “there” for people. Who show up everyday, listen to their crap, don’t complain, and don’t quit. Do you suppose that is what ministry is all about? Being dependable; earning the trust of others; being a friend???
I believe the truth is what sets people free. Am I the one who has the truth, or is it just my role to walk alongside people in that direction… allowing the Holy Spirit to bring it to them/us? I dunno… as with so many things, this could be a cop-out, or it could be the missing link. I’m just thinking out loud.
Peace.
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
The Gospel According to You
Chapter 4 of "a.k.a. Lost" is on practicing being yourself. Henderson writes on p.41:
He also says on p. 45, "If being Christian meant we were the most REAL people on earth rather than the most religious, evangelism as a program would disappear forever. Why? Simply because the people Jesus misses most (a.k.a. Lost)would be exposed to his message through the very natural means of friendship, kindness, concern, and listening ears."
P. 46, "Simply put, people aren't shopping for religion; they're looking for something that's real. Jesus is at the center of reality and has commmissioned us to invite others into his reality by living it and loving them."
p. 47, "Jesus is famous for walking on water, but most of the time he took a boat."
So... what is the "Gospel according to you"? Do people see Jesus through your/my actions? Do they see him through our normal, everyday actions - not our "religious selves"?
I've been praying that I could find some kind of ministry I could do myself - not as a part of my church. Something no one even knows about. I'm beginning to think, maybe it's time to stop praying about it, and just go do something.
Peace. Revolution.
We should preach as if we're serving and serve as if we're preaching (preach as in witness, not from a pulpit). We preach as if we're serving when we use words that carry people's hearts to Jesus rather than just correcting their mistaken beliefs. We preach as if we're serving when we refuse to steer the conversation in a direction that satisfies our own agenda. We preach as if we're serving when we ask more questions than we give answers. We preach as if we're serving when, after someone asks us what we're about, we talk about Jesus in a way that is real and matches their level of receptivity. We preach as if we're serving when our hearts' intention is for the other person to experience Jesus' love and reality, not just our beliefs.
He also says on p. 45, "If being Christian meant we were the most REAL people on earth rather than the most religious, evangelism as a program would disappear forever. Why? Simply because the people Jesus misses most (a.k.a. Lost)would be exposed to his message through the very natural means of friendship, kindness, concern, and listening ears."
P. 46, "Simply put, people aren't shopping for religion; they're looking for something that's real. Jesus is at the center of reality and has commmissioned us to invite others into his reality by living it and loving them."
p. 47, "Jesus is famous for walking on water, but most of the time he took a boat."
So... what is the "Gospel according to you"? Do people see Jesus through your/my actions? Do they see him through our normal, everyday actions - not our "religious selves"?
I've been praying that I could find some kind of ministry I could do myself - not as a part of my church. Something no one even knows about. I'm beginning to think, maybe it's time to stop praying about it, and just go do something.
Peace. Revolution.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Ordinary Makes A Comeback
Chapter 3 of A.K.A. "LOST" by Jim Henderson is about doing evangelism in an ORDINARY way. He uses the illustration of major-league baseball player Darin Erstad, who finished with 240 hits in the 2000 season. The all-time record was 257. He was asked if he ever thought he might break the record during that season, and he said, "No, because I don't ever focus on that type of stuff. I just focus on taking good swings. I don't focus on results as much as the process of getting there... You can't will hits to come. You just put the ball in play and see what happens."
I like that analogy. Too often, in trying to "win" our friends to Christ, we focus so much on the results that we completely blow the process. And maybe it's the process that's most important anyway. Henderson asks where in the Gospels do we ever see Jesus attempting to "close the deal"?
This was good for me to read today also. I have been bummed out about our little church and the seeming lack of impact we are having, or even the lack of impact I have been having. Perhaps I've been too focused on the results, and have forgotten the importance of the process. It'a about getting up each day; first one leg in my pants, then the other; doing the ordinary things of the day - having conversations, answering emails, listening, laughing, smiling. Yes, Jesus is important; but how are we presenting him? How are we (re)presenting him?
Attempting the Ordinary #3 is practicing the spiritual discipline he calls MOMENTOLOGY. It's the practice of making a big deal out of the moments one experiences in life. Such as... when you get the bills paid for the month! In momentology, we learn not to let those moments slip past unnoticed, but rather to milk them for all they're worth. They suggest keeping track of your moments this week. When you can notice God in your own life, it becomes easier to recognize him in someone else's.
I noticed last night (we watched Norwell win the 3A semi-state baseball game in Plymouth) that I seem to be fascinated with small children lately. It is so cool to smile at one, and watch their face light up. I wish all of life were that simple. Momentology.
Peace. Revolution.
I like that analogy. Too often, in trying to "win" our friends to Christ, we focus so much on the results that we completely blow the process. And maybe it's the process that's most important anyway. Henderson asks where in the Gospels do we ever see Jesus attempting to "close the deal"?
This was good for me to read today also. I have been bummed out about our little church and the seeming lack of impact we are having, or even the lack of impact I have been having. Perhaps I've been too focused on the results, and have forgotten the importance of the process. It'a about getting up each day; first one leg in my pants, then the other; doing the ordinary things of the day - having conversations, answering emails, listening, laughing, smiling. Yes, Jesus is important; but how are we presenting him? How are we (re)presenting him?
Attempting the Ordinary #3 is practicing the spiritual discipline he calls MOMENTOLOGY. It's the practice of making a big deal out of the moments one experiences in life. Such as... when you get the bills paid for the month! In momentology, we learn not to let those moments slip past unnoticed, but rather to milk them for all they're worth. They suggest keeping track of your moments this week. When you can notice God in your own life, it becomes easier to recognize him in someone else's.
I noticed last night (we watched Norwell win the 3A semi-state baseball game in Plymouth) that I seem to be fascinated with small children lately. It is so cool to smile at one, and watch their face light up. I wish all of life were that simple. Momentology.
Peace. Revolution.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Mass mailing - whadya think?
I'm planning to send a postcard to everyone in our zip code area about our church's pavilion. This is what I have so far:
Do you think that's too much or too little? Does it sound pretentious at all? I couldn't get it to set up on here how it is on the postcard, but there's also a pic of the shelter. The idea is to let people know they can use it. I would appreciate any feedback.
AVAILABLE FOR USE: Fair View Pavilion
Do you need a place for your special event? Our 40'x60' pavilion is available for public use - no fees and no strings attached! Reserve it for a reunion or just stop by for a picnic and enjoy the view. It's our gift to the community. Contact the church office for more info or to reserve a date.
Picnic table seating for 72; Plenty of electrical outlets; Lights; Restrooms available upon request; Playground equipment and basketball; Plenty of parking; Handicap accessible.
Do you think that's too much or too little? Does it sound pretentious at all? I couldn't get it to set up on here how it is on the postcard, but there's also a pic of the shelter. The idea is to let people know they can use it. I would appreciate any feedback.
Books to read
I am currently reading A.K.A. "LOST": DISCOVERING WAYS TO CONNECT WITH THE PEOPLE JESUS MISSES MOST by Jim Henderson.
On deck: STORY: RECAPTURE THE MYSTERY by Steven James; and PRAYING WITH THE CHURCH: FOLLOWING JESUS DAILY, HOURLY, TODAY by Scot McKnight.
Plus that stack that is staring me down from the bookshelf.
On deck: STORY: RECAPTURE THE MYSTERY by Steven James; and PRAYING WITH THE CHURCH: FOLLOWING JESUS DAILY, HOURLY, TODAY by Scot McKnight.
Plus that stack that is staring me down from the bookshelf.
A Prayer for the week
from 'Season of Peace':
Father, I need your peace. I need your peace in my heart, in my life and in my family. I need your peace to rule and reign in my spirit, that I may share your love to others. Help me to receive your peace that I may serve others, just as Jesus has served me. May the peace of God guard my heart and mind in Christ Jesus (Philippians 4:7).
Father, help me to slow down. My life can become so hectic, crazy and chaotic at times. I need your peace to show me how to be still and know that you are God (Psalm 46:10). Help me to take time each and every day to get alone with you in prayer, worship and fellowship. If need be, help me to schedule time with you, just as I schedule time for the other activities in my life.
Father, help me hear your voice. I want to hear your words over me, for you are constantly speaking peace to my fearful heart (Psalm 85:8). Help me hear your words of encouragement, hope and conviction. Draw me deeper into a love relationship with you. Help me to not only pray, but to listen.
Father, help me with the bullies in the "what if" playground. They've pounded me and bullied me for years. I've listened to their lies for too long. In fact, I don't want to play in this playground any more. Give me courage to cast aside those "what if" thoughts. Give me the strength to take every thought captive to the obedience of Christ (2 Corinthians 10:5). Restore my mind. Renew my thoughts. Help me to not conform any longer to the patterns of this world, but to be transformed by the renewing of my mind (Romans 12:2).
Father, give me the courage to face an unknown future. I don't know, Lord, what tomorrow holds, but I know that you hold tomorrow. You're already there, waiting for me to arrive with open arms and an open heart. There is never a tomorrow that you are not there. And Lord, help me not live in tomorrow, but help me live in today for that is where you are now (Matthew 6:34).
Father, I surrender. I'm tired of maintaining this façade of control. I relinquish it all to you. Take it. Keep it. I give it to you. I give you control of my life and my thoughts. I'm so tired and weary of being in control. I'm tired of deciding, thinking, choosing, guessing and getting frustrated. Today, I choose to give it all to you. I surrender all to you, because apart for Christ, I can do nothing (John 15:5).
And Father, thank you! Thank you for giving me life. Thank you for giving me hope. Thank you for giving me Jesus that I may boldly come before your throne of grace in my time of need (Hebrews 4:6). Thank you for being my Father. And, thank you for calling me your child (Romans 8:15).
I ask these things in the precious name of your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen!
Father, I need your peace. I need your peace in my heart, in my life and in my family. I need your peace to rule and reign in my spirit, that I may share your love to others. Help me to receive your peace that I may serve others, just as Jesus has served me. May the peace of God guard my heart and mind in Christ Jesus (Philippians 4:7).
Father, help me to slow down. My life can become so hectic, crazy and chaotic at times. I need your peace to show me how to be still and know that you are God (Psalm 46:10). Help me to take time each and every day to get alone with you in prayer, worship and fellowship. If need be, help me to schedule time with you, just as I schedule time for the other activities in my life.
Father, help me hear your voice. I want to hear your words over me, for you are constantly speaking peace to my fearful heart (Psalm 85:8). Help me hear your words of encouragement, hope and conviction. Draw me deeper into a love relationship with you. Help me to not only pray, but to listen.
Father, help me with the bullies in the "what if" playground. They've pounded me and bullied me for years. I've listened to their lies for too long. In fact, I don't want to play in this playground any more. Give me courage to cast aside those "what if" thoughts. Give me the strength to take every thought captive to the obedience of Christ (2 Corinthians 10:5). Restore my mind. Renew my thoughts. Help me to not conform any longer to the patterns of this world, but to be transformed by the renewing of my mind (Romans 12:2).
Father, give me the courage to face an unknown future. I don't know, Lord, what tomorrow holds, but I know that you hold tomorrow. You're already there, waiting for me to arrive with open arms and an open heart. There is never a tomorrow that you are not there. And Lord, help me not live in tomorrow, but help me live in today for that is where you are now (Matthew 6:34).
Father, I surrender. I'm tired of maintaining this façade of control. I relinquish it all to you. Take it. Keep it. I give it to you. I give you control of my life and my thoughts. I'm so tired and weary of being in control. I'm tired of deciding, thinking, choosing, guessing and getting frustrated. Today, I choose to give it all to you. I surrender all to you, because apart for Christ, I can do nothing (John 15:5).
And Father, thank you! Thank you for giving me life. Thank you for giving me hope. Thank you for giving me Jesus that I may boldly come before your throne of grace in my time of need (Hebrews 4:6). Thank you for being my Father. And, thank you for calling me your child (Romans 8:15).
I ask these things in the precious name of your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen!
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Title Change
You may have noticed I am back to just "Dan's Blog." I can't even remember all the titles I've had (Danno's Dangerous Mind, Dan's Blog, Jesus is for Losers, Broken Whiskey Glass, Peace Revolution), but I decided that I was fooling myself trying to speak to the world at large; or trying to be something I am not. I am Dan. That's it. These are my thoughts and the thoughts of others that I want to see on my blog.
Carrie's New Digs
My two favorite girls outside Carrie's apartment. It's not too big, but a cozy little nest that oughtta make a nice place for the summer. A great location, all the major necessities, a pretty backyard view, and cable television! What more could you ask for. I hope it not only works well, but is a blessed home filled with good thoughts, deep conversation, sweet dreams, and fond memories for a lifetime and then some. Keep watch, Lord. She's a special one. ;)
Peace.
Help!
Your help is needed. I had the "word verification" thing removed from my comments section... and I was overrun by an automated response "thing." So... I would appreciate if everyone who reads this would leave a comment - to get rid of all the automated ones (please).
Just click on comment, wait for it to open, type in the comment box, sign in, type in the verification letters, and hit the publish button. I would be most grateful.
WHAT SHOULD YOU COMMENT ON???
What is your favorite color, animal, or book? (choose one)
Thanks! Am off to the great city of Findlay, Ohio.
Peace. Revolution.
Just click on comment, wait for it to open, type in the comment box, sign in, type in the verification letters, and hit the publish button. I would be most grateful.
WHAT SHOULD YOU COMMENT ON???
What is your favorite color, animal, or book? (choose one)
Thanks! Am off to the great city of Findlay, Ohio.
Peace. Revolution.
Friday, June 09, 2006
Getting Outside
I ran outside today for only the second time this year. I almost made 3 miles, but had to walk a half mile in the middle. It felt really good though.
I've been frustrated because my left leg still bothers me some. I am trying to be patient. I've just recently gotten back on the treadmill, what with all the travelling and graduation stuff going on.
The treadmill is nice - I can watch TV, turn on a fan, listen for the phone to ring (and hear the machine pick it up), look out the window. But something about getting outside makes it so much better. The air is better, the view is better, the sounds are better... I think you can run "freer" outside than on a treadmill.
You know... maybe that's a problem with my faith-life too. I spend too much time doing it "indoors." I need to get "out there" and stretch it out. It's so easy to insulate oneself by merely talking about our faith, or thinking about how it should be. It's quite another thing to actually put it into practice. To exercise it for real.
Even just relationships. How many of our relationships are "treadmill relationships"? You know, we give the appearance of reality; we "talk" to people online, or on the phone, or maybe even in person - but we're not really interacting in a deep and meaningful way.
Lord, thank You for the great outdoors. For the people You've placed in my life (online and off). Help me put my faith into action; help me develop relationships in a more meaningful way. Thanks for loving me... inside and out.
Peace. Revolution.
I've been frustrated because my left leg still bothers me some. I am trying to be patient. I've just recently gotten back on the treadmill, what with all the travelling and graduation stuff going on.
The treadmill is nice - I can watch TV, turn on a fan, listen for the phone to ring (and hear the machine pick it up), look out the window. But something about getting outside makes it so much better. The air is better, the view is better, the sounds are better... I think you can run "freer" outside than on a treadmill.
You know... maybe that's a problem with my faith-life too. I spend too much time doing it "indoors." I need to get "out there" and stretch it out. It's so easy to insulate oneself by merely talking about our faith, or thinking about how it should be. It's quite another thing to actually put it into practice. To exercise it for real.
Even just relationships. How many of our relationships are "treadmill relationships"? You know, we give the appearance of reality; we "talk" to people online, or on the phone, or maybe even in person - but we're not really interacting in a deep and meaningful way.
Lord, thank You for the great outdoors. For the people You've placed in my life (online and off). Help me put my faith into action; help me develop relationships in a more meaningful way. Thanks for loving me... inside and out.
Peace. Revolution.
The Big Guy
I can't believe I forgot about seeing this guy. His name is Dalip Singh. He was in the remake of "The Longest Yard"; WWE Smackdown; and various other roles. You can read about him HERE.
Jane and I were in a restaurant the other night and he walked in with two other bodybuilders. Believe me, this picture doesn't do him justice. He had to duck WAY DOWN to get in the door. I have never seen anyone this big in my life. According the someone who asked him, he says he now stands 7'4". And he is BIG ALL OVER. His hands were like the size of our kitchen table! And what's wierd is, for a big guy, he is proportioned well - not like Andre the Giant, or even Shaq.
The thing I kept thinking though, as I kept trying to sneak peaks at him... I bet it's a real drag looking like this. I mean, I felt sorry for him. He created such a stir in this place, and I bet he does everywhere he goes. I wonder if he feels like a freak? He was really low-key and humble looking; like he just wanted to eat a meal like everyone else, and almost like he was embarrassed. I felt bad everytime I looked over at him. But gosh... he was huge.
So, do you suppose anyone ever really "listens" to him? I mean, is he ever treated as a "human being"? I imagine he has hopes and dreams and fears and worries like anyone else. I hope he has true friends too. Today I want to pray for Dalip to be surrounded by good friends. People that care about him as a person, not just an oddity. And I hope you will be too.
Peace. Revolution.
Art in the Church
I read this on Steve Taylor's blog; thought it was worth passing on (Not THAT Steve Taylor, but the kiwi): THIS IS HIS BLOG SITE
I once was interviewed by a reporter for National Public Radio, who ... asked, "Doesn't all the music and painting and artwork in your church distract you from focusing on God?" and I responded, "Tell me this. If your husband takes you out for an anniversary dinner, and there is candlelight and roses and violins, does that distract you from feeling romantic?" That's how humans are made, to respond to beauty with openness and joy-a truth more apparent to earlier Christians than to many of us today.
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Offseason
I really wish I had an offseason. You know, I mean, teachers get the summer off to regroup, read, study, and plan for the next school year. Athlete's have an offseason to heal and develop their game.
I remember when I used to play football. At the beginning of the year you would get an assortment of scrapes and things; these would pile up, along with a list of other bruises and sores, and you pretty-much just had to gut it out until the season was over. Then you could let your body heal, and you could begin to build up for the next season.
As a pastor, that would be so nice sometimes. I love being a pastor, but sometimes I get scrapes and bruises on my ego, or get my feelings hurt, or I'll twist a thought here and there. It would sure be nice to have some time to heal and regroup.
I kind of feel like I've been playing hurt for awhile. Nothing serious, just a number of little "dings." And the worst thing it does is saps my level of creativity. Oh, I can still put the uniform on, still go out and pitch in for the good of the team. But I'm not at full strength. And honestly, I am wondering if I ever will be again.
This isn't really a complaint. I'm just tired. Maybe it should be a prayer. Lord, renew a right Spirit within me. Restore the joy of my salvation (please).
I guess after the previous post, maybe what I need to do is spend a little less time thinking of myself, and a little more time thinking of others. Hmpf.
I remember when I used to play football. At the beginning of the year you would get an assortment of scrapes and things; these would pile up, along with a list of other bruises and sores, and you pretty-much just had to gut it out until the season was over. Then you could let your body heal, and you could begin to build up for the next season.
As a pastor, that would be so nice sometimes. I love being a pastor, but sometimes I get scrapes and bruises on my ego, or get my feelings hurt, or I'll twist a thought here and there. It would sure be nice to have some time to heal and regroup.
I kind of feel like I've been playing hurt for awhile. Nothing serious, just a number of little "dings." And the worst thing it does is saps my level of creativity. Oh, I can still put the uniform on, still go out and pitch in for the good of the team. But I'm not at full strength. And honestly, I am wondering if I ever will be again.
This isn't really a complaint. I'm just tired. Maybe it should be a prayer. Lord, renew a right Spirit within me. Restore the joy of my salvation (please).
I guess after the previous post, maybe what I need to do is spend a little less time thinking of myself, and a little more time thinking of others. Hmpf.
Attempting the Ordinary #1
In Jim Henderson's book "a.k.a. Lost" - at the end of each chapter they have a section called "Attempting the Ordinary". It's the practice, or the application, for that chapter.
Chapter 1 is "Boldness is Overrated." If you are not a bold evangelist, they suggest:
- This week, ask someone the question: "How are you?" And... actually listen when the person begins to respond. Don't interrupt with your own story. Spend a few minutes being unusually interested in the person, and leave it at that. Also,
- For those who find that idea too risky, simply practice noticing the people God has put around you. Maybe take a small notebook or tape recorder with you and write down observations about the people you notice whom you've never "seen" before. Ask God to give you new ideas about how you could serve these people. Doing this will give you time to warm up to the "how are you?" question above.
Sounds simple enough, doesn't it? But actually, this will be a challenge for me. I see so few people on a daily basis (which is really pathetic considering my occupation, I know). Lord, remind me of this exercise. Help this become a natural part of my life.
Peace. Revolution.
Chapter 1 is "Boldness is Overrated." If you are not a bold evangelist, they suggest:
- This week, ask someone the question: "How are you?" And... actually listen when the person begins to respond. Don't interrupt with your own story. Spend a few minutes being unusually interested in the person, and leave it at that. Also,
- For those who find that idea too risky, simply practice noticing the people God has put around you. Maybe take a small notebook or tape recorder with you and write down observations about the people you notice whom you've never "seen" before. Ask God to give you new ideas about how you could serve these people. Doing this will give you time to warm up to the "how are you?" question above.
Sounds simple enough, doesn't it? But actually, this will be a challenge for me. I see so few people on a daily basis (which is really pathetic considering my occupation, I know). Lord, remind me of this exercise. Help this become a natural part of my life.
Peace. Revolution.
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
The Fairview Pavilion
Saturday, June 3, 2006 was the first formal usage of our church's new picnic shelter. This is a pic from Aaron, Graham & Isaac's graduation open house. It worked out great!
I have noticed more people checking it out as they pass by. There have even been a few people drive in and take a look. It made a huge difference getting the walk-way in, and the landscaping done (thanks to Scott & Les, and Brian & Michelle). We still need to put up gutters, run water to it, and a few other details. Plus, we need more playground equipment. I'm not exactly sure how much money we have left in the pavilion fund - probably close to $10,000. Which I think is amazing that it is even paid for... especially for such a small church.
I NEED to get a postcard sent out to everyone in our zip code area letting them know it is ready, and that it is for public use - free of charge. Hopefully people in the community will utilize it, and I really hope it might break down some walls between the church and community. I hope people will start to see the church as being here to serve, rather than being here to ask for money.
A little bit o' the revolution. Peace.
Happy Birthday Carrie Jade!
Today is my favorite daughter's birthday. She is 21!!! Wow, I cannot believe it. I still remember when she was born. Jane used to have to work on Saturday's, and me with this newborn baby trying to figure out what to do. I didn't have much experience with babies then. And somehow she turned out to be a beautiful, intelligent, dynamic woman. She has such a tender heart, coupled with a passion for justice; and... if there is ever something that I NEED to get done, Carrie is who I would have do it. She is master of figuring things out. I am so glad I have her to help me technologically, because all I know I owe to her.
This weekend she moves to Ohio to begin a 7-week internship at a certain seminary. That will be wierd to have her gone - even though she hasn't really lived with us for several years. She has always been "around" though. I will miss her smile and enthusiasm for life. But... I think this summer will be good for her, and good for the place she is doing her internship.
I love my daughter. I pray that this birthday will be grand (and safe). Bless her, Lord. Help her learn to accept who You've made her to be.
Peace. Revolution (she's a big part of it).
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
a.k.a. "Lost"
I started this book by Jim Henderson today. It's about "Discovering Ways To Connect With The People Jesus Misses Most".
Wow... it starts off with a bang. Brian McLaren wrote the foreword, and tells about an interview he had. He says,
McLaren also says that the opposite is just as bad if not worse (not wanting to share your faith with anyone). But I think the premise of this book is excellent. As McLaren says, "Meanwhile, there are thousands of people - no, millions - who wish they had a friend they could talk to about their questions, their doubts, their spiritual experiences, their hopes, and their prayers, answered and unanswered. But they can't risk sharing with anyone who will try to fix them, judge them, insult them, manipulate them, or otherwise treat them with something less than gentleness and respect."
Yeah, I'm looking forward to reading this book. I admit, I am not very good about sharing my faith; my love for Jesus. I want to say with Henderson on p. xv, "I am proud to follow Jesus - the very best leader ever. Without him I would simply have no incentive to live."
Peace. Revolution!
Wow... it starts off with a bang. Brian McLaren wrote the foreword, and tells about an interview he had. He says,
"The radio-show host asked, 'Tell me this. If you're talkng to someone who doesn't believe in Jesus, will you or will you not tell him he's going to hell?'"
[Brian answered,]"'Why would you want me to say that? In my experience, if you begin by condemning pe ople, it doesn't normally make them want to believe what you believe. It makes them feel intimidated, insulted, and dehumanized.'"
[He goes on,] "The experience reminded me once again how it must feel for non-Christian persons to have an overconfident, argumentative, pushy, insensitive, and domineering Christian try to 'witness' to them."
McLaren also says that the opposite is just as bad if not worse (not wanting to share your faith with anyone). But I think the premise of this book is excellent. As McLaren says, "Meanwhile, there are thousands of people - no, millions - who wish they had a friend they could talk to about their questions, their doubts, their spiritual experiences, their hopes, and their prayers, answered and unanswered. But they can't risk sharing with anyone who will try to fix them, judge them, insult them, manipulate them, or otherwise treat them with something less than gentleness and respect."
Yeah, I'm looking forward to reading this book. I admit, I am not very good about sharing my faith; my love for Jesus. I want to say with Henderson on p. xv, "I am proud to follow Jesus - the very best leader ever. Without him I would simply have no incentive to live."
Peace. Revolution!
Leading Worship
My son, Isaac, leading worship for Baccalaureate at Norwell High School. I was surprised that the Superintendent was the speaker. She is a really great lady. She even knew all the words to the songs with no program. She also said Isaac could have all of her sons books (he majored in Christian ministries at AU also).
I think the song list was: 'My Life Is In You, Lord'; 'Shine, Jesus, Shine'; 'How Great Is Our God'; 'I Love Your Grace'; and there were a couple more that I can't remember.
A good time. Good day.
Sorry
I hate to have to tell you this, but if you're reading this, you have been left behind. Today is 6/6/06, and, you know, the end of the world as we know it or something like that. If you feared the arrival of this date (actually, if you fear the number 666), you suffer from hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia. Personally, I'm more scared of the word than the number.
Something I am wondering today... how much of life is lived out of fear? I mean, so many people seem so afraid of... everything. How much of what we do is a reaction against or a response to our fear? Like, I'm afraid I'm going to lose my job so I... Or, I'm afraid someone will ask me a question, so I... Or, I'm afraid I will make a mistake, so I... And on and on and on.
I'm not sure what the word is for a fear of fear, but maybe that's what we need. Hmm... "Blessed Assurance" just came into my mind. Thank you, Lord. May we rest in the knowledge of the Holy. Live while we're alive. Boldly go where no man...
Eh... just have a good day, okay. Peace to you. Revolution now.
Something I am wondering today... how much of life is lived out of fear? I mean, so many people seem so afraid of... everything. How much of what we do is a reaction against or a response to our fear? Like, I'm afraid I'm going to lose my job so I... Or, I'm afraid someone will ask me a question, so I... Or, I'm afraid I will make a mistake, so I... And on and on and on.
I'm not sure what the word is for a fear of fear, but maybe that's what we need. Hmm... "Blessed Assurance" just came into my mind. Thank you, Lord. May we rest in the knowledge of the Holy. Live while we're alive. Boldly go where no man...
Eh... just have a good day, okay. Peace to you. Revolution now.
Monday, June 05, 2006
Everyone Liked Them
I was reading from Acts 2 in the Contemporary English Version this morning. Peter gives the big speech; everyone is amazed at the apostles teaching and doing; the church is started; and in v. 47 it ends with: "Everyone liked them, and each day the Lord added to their group others who were being saved."
Kinda funny, isn't it? "Everyone likes them." Is that what people say about Christians today? I don't think so. Oh, I know there are some who will say we're not supposed to be in the 'people-pleasing' business. True. But we're also not supposed to be in the hating business either.
I don't have any answers (as usual), but my questions today are centered around - what can I/we do so people will "like us"? Not just to be liked, but so we aren't offensive at least. What good is it if we can even prove we are right if we ruin all our relationships in the process?
Peace, friends. That's the revolution.
Kinda funny, isn't it? "Everyone likes them." Is that what people say about Christians today? I don't think so. Oh, I know there are some who will say we're not supposed to be in the 'people-pleasing' business. True. But we're also not supposed to be in the hating business either.
I don't have any answers (as usual), but my questions today are centered around - what can I/we do so people will "like us"? Not just to be liked, but so we aren't offensive at least. What good is it if we can even prove we are right if we ruin all our relationships in the process?
Peace, friends. That's the revolution.
A Good Day
Saturday, June 3, 2006 ranks up there as one of my best days. At right is a pic of The Jefferson Hunt playing at their graduation open house. My son, Isaac is singing and playing guitar; Graham Brown is on bass; and Aaron Barrientos is just out of sight on drums. If you click on the pic and enlarge it it is so cool - they're under our pavilion, and can you see the cross that sits atop our church in the background.
TJH played a great set. Maybe one of their best ever. It was a fantastic evening: good crowd, good food, good music. TJH played a couple songs first - so the "old" people could hear them and then leave. Isaac played the first one for me - Neil Young's "My, My, Hey, Hey" (or whichever the electric one is). Then Troy Harris did an acoustic set. Then one of those "screaming" bands played. I liked them though. Then The J. Hunt finished off the evening with a good mix of old and new; dance and jam.
The day started off pretty awesome too. The Jefferson Hunt led worship at Norwell's baccalaureate service. I had never seen Isaac lead worship before. That would have been enough in itself... but then, during the 'open mic' time - where the kids could say whatever they wanted - Isaac thanked Jane and I and said maybe someday we could do some kind of ministry together. Wow. I can't remember everything he said, but I can't imagine a father being any more proud.
What a good day. So far I haven't been too much of a blubbering idiot. But this week we move Carrie to Ohio, so there will be plenty of chances yet. Thank You, Lord, for blessing me so. As much of an emotional wreck as I am, life is really good right now.
Peace. Revolution.
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Calmness
I don't know if 'calmness' is a word... but it's what I want today. Lord, help me be 'in the moment' today. Help me be gracious; humble; at peace; pleasant to be around; hospitable; and aware.
Today is baccalaureate for Isaac, then his open house. Tomorrow is church, then his graduation service. People started are flying in, driving in, and getting in - starting last night. Today will be...
Sometimes I can freak out during times of lots of people being around. I don't want to do that today. [Calm].
So far, so good. Yesterday I put some tarps up around the pavilion. We had a brief storm in the evening which wiped out every single one of them. Arghh. But I just bought some more. [calm]
It will be okay. (Right?). Must go get ready.
(this post is all about speaking to myself - and God. Sorry to disregard the rest of you, but I am trying to be gracious, hospitable and all that. :) Actually, I am. But right now I'm trying to center on calmness. Thanks for putting up with me. Later.
(Note to self - don't forget to run through Dylan's "Forever Young" for church tomorrow. {my gift to the graduates})
Peace. Revolution. [calm]
Today is baccalaureate for Isaac, then his open house. Tomorrow is church, then his graduation service. People started are flying in, driving in, and getting in - starting last night. Today will be...
Sometimes I can freak out during times of lots of people being around. I don't want to do that today. [Calm].
So far, so good. Yesterday I put some tarps up around the pavilion. We had a brief storm in the evening which wiped out every single one of them. Arghh. But I just bought some more. [calm]
It will be okay. (Right?). Must go get ready.
(this post is all about speaking to myself - and God. Sorry to disregard the rest of you, but I am trying to be gracious, hospitable and all that. :) Actually, I am. But right now I'm trying to center on calmness. Thanks for putting up with me. Later.
(Note to self - don't forget to run through Dylan's "Forever Young" for church tomorrow. {my gift to the graduates})
Peace. Revolution. [calm]
Thursday, June 01, 2006
The Most Important Things In Ministry
I seem to always be relaying things I've read from Andrew Jones. I caught this - I think from his 2002 archives... His definition of ministry includes:
1. Telling stories
2. Throwing parties
3. Making friends
4. Giving gifts.
I don't know anything he said other than these four points, but I think they are GREAT. I want to concentrate on these things me-self. I have to admit, I'm not a good story-teller. I preach from a manuscript because I don't think on my feet very well; I can tend to be a bit shy - so throwing parties is a challenge; as is making friends. I like giving gifts... but don't have a lot of money. So... now that I've got my excuses... let's get started! :)
I think there is a lot to be said for these four things in living in the way of Jesus though. I am not going to let my shortcomings discourage me from pursuing them. Thanks for the advice, Andrew.
Peace. Revolution.
1. Telling stories
2. Throwing parties
3. Making friends
4. Giving gifts.
I don't know anything he said other than these four points, but I think they are GREAT. I want to concentrate on these things me-self. I have to admit, I'm not a good story-teller. I preach from a manuscript because I don't think on my feet very well; I can tend to be a bit shy - so throwing parties is a challenge; as is making friends. I like giving gifts... but don't have a lot of money. So... now that I've got my excuses... let's get started! :)
I think there is a lot to be said for these four things in living in the way of Jesus though. I am not going to let my shortcomings discourage me from pursuing them. Thanks for the advice, Andrew.
Peace. Revolution.
Happy Birthday Isaac!
Today is my son's 18th birthday. I joked with him yesterday that it was his last day as a kid. Actually, Isaac hasn't thought like a kid for some time. He is a deep thinker. A humble, gentle soul. He is one of my favorite people to be around. He has taught me much. I pray today that God will bless him with a special day; good thoughts; peace of mind; strength of character in all situations. I pray that more of the world would be like him.
Oh, and, yesterday his new Macbook arrived (happy graduation from Grandma & Grandpa). It is nice - though small. Unfortunately today he has to mow the yard and then go to work making pizza's. The day after tomorrow is the big graduation party though!!! For any of you in the area - food starts at 5 pm; live music starts around 8 (I think 2 other bands), then Isaac, Graham & Aaron (The Jefferson Hunt) will take over the stage at the Fairview Pavilion. Consider yourselves invited!
Peace. Revolution. Happy b-day buzzard.
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