Friday, December 19, 2008

What Not to Do

I haven't posted in quite a while, and for a very simple reason. I am not really sure if I am qualified to give advice at the moment. Since my last post we have moved to a different state, and most of what I have worked on has not worked out that well. So instead of posting about what to do, ideas and insights like that, I thought I'd spend some time posting things I know far better, what not to do.

So in honor of so many of my friends getting engages, here are some ideas on what NOT to do when you're going to propose.

  1. Put the ring in your pocket, fill the ring box with toothpicks and at the end of dinner open the box with both hands and offer her a tootpick.
  2. Follow behind her and when she stops, get down on one knee... to tie your shoe.. repeatedly.
  3. Ask her to hold your phone because you told your buddies you'd put them on speakerphone when you proposed.
  4. Anything involving Crackerjacks or Secret Codes.
  5. Order alchohal and say anything like "I need a stiff drink before I do this."
  6. Place the stone anywhere she can swallow it, hoping that she'll find it. She won't, the ER guys will.
  7. Begin every statement with "I love you so much, will you..." and then saying whatever you want.
  8. Spend time with your future in-laws, unless you really don't want to get married.
  9. Have an ex-girlfriend there to hand you the ring so you can propose.
  10. Break her leg so your friends at ER can slip the ring into her IV bag.
  11. Using smoke signals from a forest fire, that you set to show your love.
  12. Say anything along the lines of "this is where I always propose."

As for the right way? I have no idea.

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Saturday, July 5, 2008

Help For Shepherds

I realize that for the last month I have not posted on this site at all. This last month has been a whirlwind, to say the least. In addition to pastoring, I am currently continuing my master's program. This summer I am also attending 5-7 sports games a week, editing the film from 20 sports games a week, and launching a pastoral help website.

It is that site which is the subject of this post. For several years, a few pastors and I have been planning this site and the launch is approaching. We're calling it "Help For Shepherds" because pastors often take a shepherding role with their parishoners, guiding and teaching them. And yet those same shepherds are often left alone in the field without much to go on.

Ask any pastor and they will tell you that there are always more needs than they have skills, and that we often simply come up blank when we really need an idea. And as time goes on, every pastor encounters situations that we are not trained for and have no idea how to approach.

This site is designed to be edited and filled by pastors, sharing their favorite books and links, best ideas, best research, best message ideas, and teaching moments. It is based on a wiki format, where every pastor can add whatever they have, and use whatever they find. We are hoping that this can be a way of giving shepherds what they need to better shepherd and lead others. If you are reading this and are a pastor, come check it out. We could use your help, and hopefully we can help you out too. And if you're a layperson, please pray for us. This is a big step, a big gamble, and we're just madly hoping and praying that it pays off in some way.

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Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Faith

I am not usually very poetic, and there is a reason for it. I am not very good. However, sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night with an idea that I just want to put down on paper. I wrote this a few weeks ago but have not posted it for a variety of reasons. Ok, mainly because I didn't think it was that good and wanted to "refine" it a bit. Well I can't seem to refine it any more (surprise surprise) so here you go. It expresses well, I think, what faith is like for me


A wall of deepest nothingness
I’m falling ever deeper
Spending my days searching for light
Trying to strike a match in darkness
Fumbling for light without seeing
Catch fire to the night?
Afraid to be burned
by the flames
terrified of being consumed
by what I attempt to bring forth.
Hating the old.
Hating the cold.
Afraid of the light.
Afraid of the heat.
Afraid of the change.

A wall of deepest nothingness
I’m falling ever deeper
Spending my days searching for light
Trying to strike a match in darkness
Fumbling for light without seeing
Catch fire to the night?
Afraid to be burned
by the flames
terrified of being consumed
by what I attempt to bring forth.
Hating the old.
Hating the cold.
Afraid of the light.
Afraid of the heat.
Afraid of the change.

A pinprick of light.
A match finally caught.
Slowly growing?
Our brightest lights
Still so little heat.
Like artic sun
Reflecting on snowy tundra
So bright
So light
So cold
Where is the heat?
Where is the burn?
Where are the flames to scorch the dark?
I want the light
My fear wants the cold
Snow melts slowly
Without fire.

The untamed flame of change
I convince myself I don’t need
Try to get by on light alone
Glowing without burning
My match kept under glass
Never touching my life
Never touching the world
Just looking good
Glowing softly
Burn away the dark
Melt my life
Kindle the flame
Burn it all away
Start with my fear
End where you want
I don’t want the night
I want light
Your light
Your fire
Now your life
In me.

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Monday, May 5, 2008

Poetry and Faith

Sometimes normal words don't say enough and something more is needed to really express what is going on. This is something I wrote last week in the middle of the night. It isn't the best, but that's part of the point. We need to be able to express what we are feeling and thinking. Whether it is five star quality or not, it is very important that we express what is going on inside of us.

A wall of deepest nothingness
I’m falling ever deeper
Spending my days searching for light
Trying to strike a match in darkness
Fumbling for light without seeing
Catch fire to the night?
Afraid to be burned
by the flames
terrified of being consumed
by what I attempt to bring forth.
Hating the old.
Hating the cold.
Afraid of the light.
Afraid of the heat.
Afraid of the change.

A pinprick of light.
A match finally caught.
Slowly growing?
Our brightest lights
Still so little heat.
Like artic sun
Reflecting on snowy tundra
So bright
So light
So cold
Where is the heat?
Where is the burn?
Where are the flames to scorch the dark?
I want the light
My fear wants the cold
Snow melts slowly
Without fire.

The untamed flame of change
I convince myself I don’t need
Try to get by on light alone
Glowing without burning
My match kept under glass
Never touching my life
Never touching the world
Just looking good
Glowing softly
Burn away the dark
Melt my life
Kindle the flame
Burn it all away
Start with my fear
End where you want
I don’t want the night
I want light
Your light
Your fire
Now your life
In me..

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Wednesday, April 30, 2008

McMunnion

I had one of the most bizarre religious experiences of my life today. As I sat in District Assembly we were given communion. Now I love communion. I love the way we can gather together and drink from one cup, eat from one loaf, and know that while we each taste and experience God slightly differently in the end everything everyone ate came from the same source. I like that what we have together in communion was given to us by another person, even if it was just to put the wafers on the tray.

But the communion experience I had today was very different. I think I was the first human hands to touch this food in its’ entire existence. This communion came prepackaged with a measured amount of juice sealed into a plastic cup by foil. On top of that foil was a plastic sealed piece of bread. It was all hermetically sealed and individually processed.


I know I am old fashioned, but there is something disturbing about hearing “you may now remove the foil” and “open the plastic, take and eat” as part of the communion liturgy. I felt completely separated from all other believers as I had my own McMunnion. It was perfectly American, and to me it signified not only American consumerism, but also American Christianity’s individualism.

Instead of sharing from the same bread, the same Lord, we all have our own. Instead of receiving God from someone else, we open it up all by ourselves. We are reliant on no one for our communion, or our faith if the analogy holds. And what does it mean when the most important repeated ceremony in the Christian faith is fake? What does it mean when the juice and bread are artificial and fake in a ceremony we claim to be real?

It isn’t the end of the world by any means. But we need to think about what we are saying not just with our words, but with our actions and our priorities. If we are more interested in saving ten minutes and fifty cents than we are in making communion a meaningful experience that says something horrible about us and our faith. It says that the bottom line and convenience are more important than worshiping and serving God in meaningful ways. That is a scary concept, and it doesn’t come through just in communion. What we do, where we spend our money and our time scream out what we really believe is important, and whether our people realize it or not they’re learning from those things just as much as from our words.

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Friday, April 18, 2008

When is a religion Dead?

I apologize for not posting for the last several weeks. I wish I had a wonderful reason, but I don’t. I’ve been thinking a lot, working on my master’s, being a father, and everything has just caught up to me the past couple of weeks. A few months ago I posted a blog about what I saw as the death of Christianity in America. Since then I’ve been spending quite a bit of time thinking about how to really define when a religion is dead.

Is a religion dead when there aren’t any people claiming it anymore? That’s the simplest explanation, but doesn’t really fit. I can claim to be Zoroastrian and yet not practice anything that the ancient Zoroastrians did. In that case, the ancient religion would still be dead and instead of rebirthing it, I would be practicing something completely different. Perhaps we could say that a religion is dead when it is no longer growing, but while that is a good indication of health it doesn’t equate with true death as the group could grow again.

Perhaps we could talk about whether the early beliefs of the religion are still being practiced. But then we have to find a cut-off point that defines “early”. In Christian circles, we have abandoned much that defined the early Church. We no longer sell everything we have and live communally. We no longer practice love feasts, or the Sabbath, or live in such radical faith. We are not persecuted either, which was a huge part of the early Church’s faith. And even if much of what we believe is different, there is always the chance that it will come back full circle. So while a difference in belief and practice are good indicators, they don’t seem to completely define the death of a religion. It needs something else. What about if we talked about a religion being dead when it no longer changes people like it did in the beginning? A religion catches on with people because it brings change into their lives, change for the better presumably. But when that change no longer comes, what drove that religion is gone. The faith is dead, even if people still claim to be a part of it. Individual ideas, beliefs, and actions can change in a religion as the times change, but if that change in their lives does not appear, or significantly changes, then the religion is dead, or is no longer the same religion it once was.

So is Christianity dead or alive in America by this criterion? I would say it’s pretty well dead. When people come into the Church today, we ask them to change their behavior, but not in ways that the ancient Church would have understood. The most strident ways we urge people to change are in their dress, their language, and their voting habits. There are many churches that are faithfully leading people to God and seeing people changed to serve others, to give sacrificially, to study and care for people together. But the dominant view of Christianity in America today is one of ethics and politics. That is not a change the early Christians would have understood. So if not dead, I would say that Christianity in America has kept the name, but changed into a new religion for many of the believers here, one that is more about “being good’ than showing love in service.

But there is always hope. Christianity is founded on rebirth, and that includes not only the individual but the Church as well. I only pray I help to keep the faith alive and lives changing, instead of stagnating and dying.

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Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Roman Christianity

I am a student of history, and especially medieval and Roman history. A few weeks ago I posted a blog about similarities between Britain under the Roman Empire and American Christianity. Today I wanted to take that comparison a bit further and look at comparisons of Rome right before the fall of the empire and America today, especially where it comes to religion. Much of this comes from “How the Irish Saved Civilization” page 29.

The Roman Empire was being pressed by floods of immigrants who were largely staying in their own groups and not being integrated, or welcomed, into Roman society (Mexico?). The Bureaucracy of the government focused on keeping themselves in office and afloat more than helping people. Military service became avoided by the elite (Clinton, Bush, etc) and shunned as a lower job by the rest (if you can’t go to college you can always join the army).

The army became mainly immigrants and not Romans (our army is disproportionately minority) and the standards for acceptance in the army were reduced (we have lowered our standards several times just since invading Iraq). Also, towards the end the army became dominated by hired mercenaries (Blackwater Company in Iraq anyone?). The amount that the government was spending on defense increased dramatically until the government could not sustain the infrastructure and taking care of its people (we spend over 50% of our taxes on defense I believe, and have cut schooling, and infrastructure to do so).

There was a big emphasis on the past instead of the future, they kept claiming old values as being alive today (sounds like the moral stuff we’re dealing with now by calling on what the founding fathers did like we practice it today) and legislating that while living in complete opposition to what they are claiming (think governor Spitzer, chasing prostitution rings but in reality using them).

The population was losing its middle class and either being extremely rich or extremely poor (middle class is dying off here too, think inner city). Those rich became the true deciding people in making things happen (Bill Gates recently approached congress with an idea and got it passed basically that day, while most things take months or years to go through). The people passed lots of laws that didn’t really effect anyone but sounded great (think making marriage one man and one woman only).

Order became the thing to keep, not justice (like renovating inner cities without helping those who live there but just kicking them out, CIA interrogation, or ignoring Darfour because it isn’t us). Religiously, the people had been Christian for centuries and it was assumed that people were believers just because they were Roman (ding). Attendance in church diminished, and involvement in church became the role of the pastor only (we are seeing the same thing right now).

The priesthood was raking in money at the expense of their people (prosperity preachers, televangelists, etc). The Church had become a political entity as much or more than a spiritual one (think James Dobson, the Christian Coalition and special interest groups). The Church became linked with the state, with priests preaching about the Roman Empire and preserving its’ glory more than the preaching the gospel (see most Fourth of July services in most churches here, or September Eleventh remembrances. The Church began to rely on the state for its’ support, purpose, and guidance (the big thing right now is making sure we follow the State’s guidelines in order to not have to pay our taxes).

The Church also became very turned inward, looking towards the Christians in its’ country as being the true church and everyone else around the world was a second class Christian (why else would we consider all other places in the world “missionary” work except here if we didn’t honestly consider America the heartland and center of Christianity). Preserving the Church in Rome became more pressing than getting more Christians outside of its’ realm (think about how much more money we spend on “church growth” books and plans for locally sustaining ministry than we spend on people outside of our nation).

There are many more analogies that can be made, and it’s scary. But I don’t have time, and you don’t have patience to read it I’m sure. Suffice to say, Christianity in America is in trouble, America is in trouble, if the analogies hold up in the long haul. I don’t know if there is a simple solution to it, but there is a first step. We are acting like Rome, thinking that Christian and American are the same thing, and being American means we’re a better Christian. We need to get over ourselves. I love my nation, but my God is bigger than any nation. Christianity flourishes where the people live it out, not where it is legislated, or where it is politically powerful, or even where it is allowed. We don’t need our nation to be Christian, and we need to start acting like that, like we are Christian first, American second, not the other way around.

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