Memorial Day

Memorial Day, originally Decoration Day, was first celebrated in 1868 to honor  fallen Union soldiers in the Civil War.  The date was picked to fall near the date of reunification of our country.  After World War I the holiday was expanded to include all fallen soldiers who lost their lives in service to our country.  Almost 1.5 million American soldiers have died during wars our country has participated in, dating back to the Revolutionary War.  There are so many more soldiers not in that number that have lost their lives without dying as a result of these wars.  Wilbur is one of them.

From his own account, Wilbur is 75 years old.  Or 66.  Or 59.  Or 22.  He was born in Alabama, about 50 miles south of Birmingham and grew up picking cotton and strawberries.  He volunteered for the Vietnam War, “because they would have drafted a black man anyway”.  When he returned from the war he moved to Hackensack, New Jersey.  He started a band, Wilbur and the Invaders, who got the chance to open for Patti LaBelle once on Seventh Avenue in New York.

Wilbur has lived on Forrest Avenue for more than 10 years now.  He sits on his porch four or five days a week singing along with his radio, his “box”.  The neighborhood is serenaded with Sam Cooke, The Drifters, James Brown, Fats Domino.  Wilbur sings and drinks, and drinks and sings, until he passes out on the porch.  He suffers from dementia, arthritis, alcoholism.  His (second, or maybe fourth) wife Elizabeth hides in the house, ashamed of her husband.

Yesterday Wilbur’s box was broken.  I went to his porch to fix it, but it was finished, just like the other 3 boxes on the porch.  I let him borrow our box until he could get a new one.  I could hear Wilbur singing as we ate and drank and enjoyed ourselves yesterday.  He seemed to be enjoying himself as well.  Only a handful of people were left at our party last night when the improbable happened.

I’ve lived in this neighborhood since January, 2 doors down from Wilbur, and I’ve never seen him outside his yard.  The gate is padlocked shut, and he roams the yard like an old, toothless lion in a cage at the circus, on display for the thirtysomethings pushing strollers and walking their dogs down our street.  But here he was, standing on our porch, box in hand.  He had decided he should bring our radio back before he broke it like he had his own.  We invited him in and hit play on our Motown playlist.  Wilbur sang along.  He danced in our dining room.  We sat on the front porch and he dispensed wisdom that only his life would allow.

“You was born a man, you gone die a man.  Live like a man.”

“There is no next war.  Don’t run off on this one.”

“Never say bye.  You say bye in Vietnam, you don’t come back.”

About eleven we had to send everyone home.  Tanya had to be up early for work, so we needed to cut the party off.  Wilbur hugged everyone left on the porch and we walked to the end of the driveway together. 

“You know, I thought I pissed you off, now I think you might like me.”

“I don’t just like you Wilbur, I respect you.  You deserve respect.”

“I thoroughly enjoyed myself.  I love you, but not like a faggot.”

We hugged, and he walked home.  I hope Wilbur can come to our Memorial Day party next year.  He’s a man who deserves to be honored for his service to our country.  If he’s not with us next year or is too frail to come over, I know he’ll be in my mind every Memorial Day for the rest of my life.

negative=positive

2 weeks ago a guy named Jason approached me at church. He recognized me from a church that we went to together around 10 years ago. I asked how he ended up at trinity, we talked about how I ended up at trinity, then I asked him what he thought of the place. He told me that he's trying to hand off his responsibilities at another church to start attending trinity regularly. Jason said that what he liked about trinity was that our services were so "simple" and "bare bones".

Last weekend some of us were hanging out at Octane (surprise) and Shaunna was talking about a church that she and Chris had attended with a friend of hers. She said that it felt like a rock concert, with fog machines and laser shows and songs that you couldn't sing along with. Someone said that they liked the fact that trinity sang songs that were "familiar".

Simple, bare bones, familiar. These words would give most pastors night terrors because popular wisdom says that your service has to be a big, unpredictable production to get people my age to come to church. But it seems that this wisdom of how to get 20-30 year olds to get involved is based on what 40-50 year olds think 20-30 year olds want. Given the fact that we are doing well in what is typically the most unchurched demographic, it seems that maybe simple, bare bones, and familiar might be the way to go if you want people like me to come to your church.

i'm proud of trinity.

Addiction pays off

While looking over my church's website bulletin board a couple of months ago I noticed a post about shoes. Our church sponsors a village in Kenya called Joska and in the village there's an orphanage for boys. We send a group over twice a year to help with things like digging wells and building walls and the group brings things like school supplies. The guy who runs the orphanage emailed the church 3 days before our group was leaving with a request for shoes. Finally my addiction would be put to good use!

Jonathan Stancel and I were able to cover the largest sizes from our personal collections and Linda, Lauren and Pam from Wish donated the rest. In all we sent 40 pair of new or barely worn shoes to Kenya. Not just walmart specials, either. These were all exclusive, limited edition Nikes, Reeboks, adidas, you name it.

So out of all my shoes, I'm proudest of these:

My dog is real cute.

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Where do we go? Where do we go now, sweet child?

As I was driving home from work yesterday, I heard the news of Sen. Charles Grassley's investigation of 6 major "prosperity gospel" pastors' financial records, including two pastors from the Atlanta area. I couldn't help but smile, because I believe that teaching people that faith in Christ leads to owning a mansion seems pretty strange, considering that Jesus himself said that he didn't have anywhere to lay his head. Currently the best selling book in the country is Become a Better You: 7 Keys To Improving Your Life Every Day by Joel Osteen, a pastor from Houston of a 47,000 member church who, every time I've heard him speak, references his million dollar home, beautiful wife, and how problem-free his life is.

It seems to me that popular Christian culture has adopted the idea of selling people what they think they want rather than inviting people to give up their lives in an effort to become what we were created to be. In John's gospel you can read the story of Jesus feeding at least 5,000 people through a miracle that multiplied a bit of food into a feast. That night the disciples got into a boat and headed across the lake to a different city, and Jesus joined them during the night by walking on the water out to the boat. The next morning when people realized that Jesus wasn't there anymore, they got in some boats and followed him across the lake. When they arrived, Jesus told them that they didn't follow him because he could offer them a different life but because he gave them fish sandwiches. He then told them that to really follow him that they had to eat his flesh and drink his blood, a metaphor for acceptance of the sacrifice of his life that he would shortly be offering.

The crowds followed Jesus because he had met their "felt needs" - things that they knew they were lacking, mainly because of their growling stomachs - but when he offered them eternal life, a restored relationship with God, and redemption, the response was "this is a hard teaching, who can accept it?"

Jesus gave further explanation to his mandate, explaining that he was speaking of spiritual things and not physical things but many people, upon hearing that there wasn't going to be any more free food, left and decided not to follow Jesus any further.

It seems to me that much of the "prosperity gospel" feeds on peoples felt needs (and even felt wants) by offering bigger houses, nicer cars and fatter wallets in exchange for faith in Jesus. That sounds pretty easy to me, but Christ taught that although his teaching wasn't difficult to understand, it was difficult to accept. Jesus said that the people who followed him would be few, but that doesn't make sense with the message of prosperity. If following Christ meant that you got a new car, who wouldn't take that offer?

G.K. Chesterton said that "the Christian ideal has not been tried and found wanting, but has been found difficult and left untried." In Jesus' orders to his disciples on sending them out, he warned that the job would be thankless, sleepless and dangerous, but the disciples decided that the reward - fulfillment, purpose, a personal relationship with God - was worth the risk.
When the majority of the crowd left with empty stomachs and Jesus was left with his closest friends he asked them, "Do you want to leave to?"

Peter's response to the question shows the resolve of the disciples and the true crux of the Christian faith: "Where else would we go? You have the words of eternal life. We believe and know that you are the Holy One of God."

the fight for no rights

In Jesus' time, his people were under oppression by the Roman government. The Israelites were expectant of a prophesied coming Messiah that would overthrow the Roman government with violence and restore the sovereignty of Israel. Apparently, God didn't believe that using political or military power was the right way of doing things. For some reason, Christian leaders now believe that they might know better.

The current bombardment of media by our next presidential candidates has gotten me thinking lately about what Jesus' political stance was. According to the late Jerry Falwell's Moral Majority in the 80's and Pat Robertson's Christian Coalition in the 90's it is the duty of the American believer to use the church's influence to push political parties into power that agree with general moral principles and to create laws that favor the rights of Christians. Christian rights have been a pretty big issue in past elections and entire organizations have been created to effort the enforcement of them. These rights are only those applicable to Evangelicals (like prayer in school), however, and don't include things such as Mormons' right to polygamy.

As far as I'm concerned, "Christian Rights" are actually a semantic term for "Christian Political Power". I don't think that anyone can argue that those in power at the Christian Coalition seek political power, especially since the founder of the organization ran for president and their national director (Ralph Reed) ran for Lieutenant Governor of Georgia. These people are politicians who are using their connection with a set of people that believe the same way to achieve their own political goals.

Within the Roman Empire, a law was created that if a Roman soldier approached you and ordered you to assist him, you were obligated to carry his equipment for one mile. In Jesus' most famous sermon he said, according to Matthew, that when asked you should not only assist the soldier for one mile, but to carry it for two miles instead. If someone was to slap you, turn the other cheek. If someone asks you for your shirt, give them your coat as well. Essentially within Christ's overall message throughout his ministry of changing your natural, human self-focus into a central focus on others through your faith, he orders us to give up all of our rights. Again, CHRIST TELLS US THAT WHEN WE ACCEPT HIS CHALLENGE TO LIVE A LIFE OUTSIDE OF OURSELVES, WE GIVE UP ANY PERSONAL RIGHTS THAT WE MAY HAVE. Doesn't that seem a little contrary to the idea of Christians fighting for their rights?

This isn't to say that Christians shouldn't flex their muscles politically, but I believe that Jesus would prefer for us to push for the rights of others rather than ourselves. I'm sure that most Evangelicals are familiar with their favorite presidential candidate's stance on abortion and school prayer, but what about their plan to help the homeless? How are they going to deal with poverty across the globe?

Beyond that, if the church (globally, not necessarily the one that you go to) would accept their role of assisting these people in order to demonstrate Christ's love we wouldn't have to depend on the government to do these things. Much of the American church's desire to gain political power stems from the fact that many churches are focusing inward (how to make your life better) rather than outward (how to improve the lives of others).

And in our own lives, let's stop complaining about what we're owed, or our rights, or any of that. There are people at arms' length of all of us that could use our help, so let's give it to them.

culture on the counter

I'm having trouble figuring out how to start this blog. I usually try to write something catchy to hook you into reading the rest but I can't think of anything for this one, so I'm just gonna dive right in.

I'm kind of sick of the way that Christianity is portrayed in our society. Since the days of Constantine the entire movement surrounding the life of Jesus Christ has been moved from a wild, countercultural paradigm shift of how believers lived their lives into a mainstream, watered-down political party – a way of justifying one's actions and stances on certain issues rather than a lifestyle that completely changes the motivations of someone to live contrarily to their natural instincts. I heard all the time that Jesus would eat and drink with prostitutes and social outcasts, but the same people that taught me this couldn't understand why I would have earrings or tattoos or hair that was dyed a different color. More so, they couldn't understand why I'd want to hang out with other people who did. If Jesus hung out with all of these marginal people, why are the only people at church cheerleaders, football players, and business people?

I believe that if Jesus were to come to earth today for the first time, the vast majority of people who subscribe to western Christianity now would be shocked, frightened, and hostile towards him. Conversely, the people who don't want anything to do with Jesus now because of the people that he's associated with would be drawn to him. Enigmatic, outspoken, countercultural, misunderstood. He'd be more like Kurt Cobain that Joel Osteen. In fact, he'd probably be speaking out against people like Osteen who've turned Christianity into a self-help seminar or a get-rich-quick scheme.

Around 3 years ago I was reading Matthew 10, a passage that I'd never heard (that I can remember) spoken on in church in its entirety. Jesus is admonishing his closest followers to go out for a bit on their own to spread his vision and message. I've always envisioned this scene going down in a closed up shop at night, like a secret meeting in a movie that would have tons of automatic weapons and car chases. No candles lit; didn't want anyone to know they were there. Probably one of the 12 posted by the door, another peeking through the window from over on the side to make sure no one was coming. Here were his instructions:

"As you go, preach this message: 'The kingdom of heaven is near.' Heal the sick, raise the dead, cleanse those who have leprosy, drive out demons. Freely you have received, freely give. Do not take along any gold or silver or copper in your belts; take no bag for the journey, or extra tunic, or sandals or a staff; for the worker is worth his keep

Doesn't sound like much of an invitation to a life of luxury to me.

"Whatever town or village you enter, search for some worthy person there and stay at his house until you leave. As you enter the home, give it your greeting. If the home is deserving, let your peace rest on it; if it is not, let your peace return to you. If anyone will not welcome you or listen to your words, shake the dust off your feet when you leave that home or town. I tell you the truth, it will be more bearable for Sodom and Gomorrah on the day of judgment than for that town.

The shake the dust of your feet part was the first thing that really struck me. What an insult! In those days you walked everywhere, so your feet would get covered in mud and dirt. For Jesus to tell his disciples to, if not accepted in a home, perform an act that would be the cultural equivalent to taking a dump on their porch didn't match up with the image of Jesus that I'd been accustomed to. This guy wasn't some sissified crybaby complaining about the religious leaders and telling everyone they're forgiven. He was sending these guys out on a recon mission.

I am sending you out like sheep among wolves. Therefore be as shrewd as snakes and as innocent as doves.

My favorite two sentences in all the Bible. Essentially telling these guys that they were going on a suicide mission. Don't do anything morally wrong, but don't be stupid enough to get yourself caught. How awesome does that sound?! Those two analogies by Jesus gave me a completely new outlook on the guy. All of the sudden following Jesus became dangerous and cool. Being in his crew was like being in some covert operation, trying to find supporters while being chased down by a hostile government and a hostile religious culture.

"Be on your guard against men; they will hand you over to the local councils and flog you in their synagogues. On my account you will be brought before governors and kings as witnesses to them and to the Gentiles. But when they arrest you, do not worry about what to say or how to say it. At that time you will be given what to say, for it will not be you speaking, but the Spirit of your Father speaking through you.

I love the fact that Jesus said "when they arrest you" instead of "if they arrest you".

"Brother will betray brother to death, and a father his child; children will rebel against their parents and have them put to death. All men will hate you because of me, but he who stands firm to the end will be saved. When you are persecuted in one place, flee to another. I tell you the truth, you will not finish going through the cities of Israel before the Son of Man comes.

"A student is not above his teacher, nor a servant above his master. It is enough for the student to be like his teacher, and the servant like his master. If the head of the house has been called Beelzebub, how much more the members of his household!

"So do not be afraid of them. There is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed, or hidden that will not be made known. What I tell you in the dark, speak in the daylight; what is whispered in your ear, proclaim from the roofs. Do not be afraid of those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul. Rather, be afraid of the One who can destroy both soul and body in hell. Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.

This is the only part that I'd ever heard in church, and only the last 2 lines. When taken out of context it always sounded like a comforting placation, a reminder that God will take care of us. But when looked at in the context of the conversation it seems like it was more of a reminder that armor would be provided, because the bullets were surely coming.

"Whoever acknowledges me before men, I will also acknowledge him before my Father in heaven. But whoever disowns me before men, I will disown him before my Father in heaven.

"Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I did not come to bring peace, but a sword. For I have come to turn 'a man against his father, a daughter against her mother, a daughter-in-law against her motherinlaw— a man's enemies will be the members of his own household.'

"Anyone who loves his father or mother more than me is not worthy of me; anyone who loves his son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me; and anyone who does not take his cross and follow me is not worthy of me. Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it.

"He who receives you receives me, and he who receives me receives the one who sent me. Anyone who receives a prophet because he is a prophet will receive a prophet's reward, and anyone who receives a righteous man because he is a righteous man will receive a righteous man's reward. And if anyone gives even a cup of cold water to one of these little ones because he is my disciple, I tell you the truth, he will certainly not lose his reward."

Serious words. This demand from Jesus doesn't leave much room for fence-riding. No promise of a comfortable life, money or safety; nothing but difficulty and danger.

Jesus took the entire religious culture of the day based on a laundry list of thou shall's and thou shalt not's and turned it on its ear, saying that the actions (or inactions) weren't the point but rather the motivations behind it. He was kind to those in need and friendly to those in need of it, but was constantly reprimanding religious authorities. The more I read of the Gospels, the more he seemed to be the kind of guy I'd love to hang out with: controversial, dangerous, always outmanned and always outgunned. He's the kind of guy that people like me would hang out with and he's the kind of guy that would hang out with people like me, shunning the football players and cheerleaders and businessmen.

My goal is to write a series of blogs that highlight what I believe are the attributes of Jesus' personality and character that have been neglected and brushed under the rug in favor of a politically correct, non-threatening Jesus. I hope that everyone that reads these participates in conversation through comments about them and that we can start to develop an idea of what the guy was really like and what his offer is really about. Thanks for listening.

heaven

And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "Now the dwelling of God is with men, and He will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God." Revelation 21:3

Forget the mansions, feasts, whatever else you've been told is a good reason to go to heaven. Forget about pain and suffering and fire and sulphur. Communion is the key.

Loneliness sucks. In all the movies and pictures and paintings hell is a lake of fire with some mountains in the background or maybe it looks like a big cave, but in every picture you see thousands of people all crammed together screaming. My job sucks, but Kyle is there so it can suck for us together, which makes it not so bad. I think that in hell the worst thing is that you won't be crammed together with thousands of people, so that you can say "Hey, my skin burning off for eternity sucks" and then they can say "yeah it does", then you can have a conversation about the burnt rocks you had for lunch. I think that the reality of hell is that it will be for ever










and ever










and ever






alone. And that sucks.