What is a body, that You'd give it to us?
We can't repair it; we can't even operate it on our own.
A body. That lives, and moves, and breathes, and thinks...
...organs, and blood, and electricity, and hormones, and flesh all work together, on Your command?
That You'd give us these bodies, and life we can't understand, but connect them together, to You?
To know You've woven life and body together; that one can leave and one can stay...
Why the cruel irony?
To show that the life You breathe into us all cannot be duplicated by man or machine?
To show how dependent we all are on the proper flow of blood?
To show the purpose of each part, and reliance upon the others?
For us to be given this body, and to live to destroy it in the name of freedom and choice, or live to preserve it by the same names...
But watch it decay anyways.
All we have is this moment.
The mercy of the moment: to have the last moment and recognize it as such, to see the next moment, or to be removed from the worry of moments.
The heart keeps beating despite it breaking; a beat we can't control, a beat we'd screw up if we tried.
Then we see the connection, how we think this life is tied to this body we've been given. Though, at the end of it all, which one leaves first?
How many prayers for mercy; how much can the body without life endure?
Once thought to be signs of life, autonomic responses become evidence of the separation; we begin to see clearer and clearer the body and life as two, but so closely knit together...
... that the two makes You, makes me, makes we.
Monday, September 8, 2014
Sunday, September 7, 2014
Thief on a cross
Here we are.
Tried and convicted to death.
Fully knowing the depth of or shortfalls, our failures, or brokenness... our humanity.
Crucified. Together.
Taking the physical punishment demanded of our flesh.
But we are not alone.
A King hangs between us, sharing in the physical agony we endure.
He knows our pain, as we all share in this suffering, together.
He mediates for our sake; to God, to one another.
Who would've thought that community would, or could, be modeled like this.
Shallow
The shallowness of our religion is openly displayed in the depth, or lack thereof, of our interaction with our communities.
If we can't articulate our own relationship with the Almighty, how are we supposed to think that we'll be effective in any way sharing that with a world who doesn't know Him?
Unless we don't really have that relationship, and we're just riding on the coattails of those who do...
The world can smell our in-authenticity.
If you show up with a hummer limo, a fellow blogger, and your beautiful and perfect family in the middle of a city, claiming that you're going to "bless some homeless guys today", then all you do is clean them up, give a haircut and a shave, buy some clothes and food, and tell them in the back of the limo that "homelessness isn't God's plan for you", congratulations.
You get a gold star on your get-to-heaven-checklist; you did a major good work to bless someone.
Here's what you did:
You addressed the immediate need in someones life, you provided a service they were unable to provide for themselves. Hell, they may have even enjoyed themselves for a little while.
You also may have insulted them, talking about 'how good God is' to you, but what about the man you just pulled off the street? Might as well tell him that God doesn't love him, because he lives on the streets. You've successfully associated God's love with materialism, and nothing could be further from the Truth.
Here's what you didn't do:
You didn't ask him to tell his story. You didn't ask how, or even if, God was doing something in his life; you didn't even ask if he knows God.
You failed to address God's sovereignty in this man's life. Maybe living as a homeless person is part of God's plan for their life. (But you'd have to ask God to know this, and listen to Him tell you that.) Maybe, just maybe, God is developing a faith in them to do something unimaginable to you... after all, Christ had no roof over His head, and he sure didn't drive around all the places he went in a hummer limo.
You failed to look for the reason(s) behind this man's lack of shelter. But that would require engagement on a more personal level; that would require a relationship, and that would require admitting that people actually live in an existence far different than yours.
You failed to 'teach a man to fish'. You've given him something to eat, but not equipped him with a way to get more food on his own. Again, that would require doing something that takes time, mental effort, and compassion.
What happens to this man when you're done with your good deed for the day?
You drop him off, right where you found him. He adds the 2 bags of new clothes to his meager possessions, which he rummages through to find another hat, since now his hair is gone.
How is any of this good?? How is this sharing a kingdom which counters the existence they live in?
You might feel good about yourself; you might even admit it.
The deeper we are in relationship with God, the more He gives us His heart for humanity. This is God's kingdom.
"Loving" goes farther than just feeding and clothing; it implies interest in the well-being of your neighbor, the person closest to you.
"Loving" implies concern for the total well-being - physical, mental and spiritual.
If we're only addressing one of those needs, then it is we who are falling short.
If we can't articulate our own relationship with the Almighty, how are we supposed to think that we'll be effective in any way sharing that with a world who doesn't know Him?
Unless we don't really have that relationship, and we're just riding on the coattails of those who do...
The world can smell our in-authenticity.
If you show up with a hummer limo, a fellow blogger, and your beautiful and perfect family in the middle of a city, claiming that you're going to "bless some homeless guys today", then all you do is clean them up, give a haircut and a shave, buy some clothes and food, and tell them in the back of the limo that "homelessness isn't God's plan for you", congratulations.
You get a gold star on your get-to-heaven-checklist; you did a major good work to bless someone.
Here's what you did:
You addressed the immediate need in someones life, you provided a service they were unable to provide for themselves. Hell, they may have even enjoyed themselves for a little while.
You also may have insulted them, talking about 'how good God is' to you, but what about the man you just pulled off the street? Might as well tell him that God doesn't love him, because he lives on the streets. You've successfully associated God's love with materialism, and nothing could be further from the Truth.
Here's what you didn't do:
You didn't ask him to tell his story. You didn't ask how, or even if, God was doing something in his life; you didn't even ask if he knows God.
You failed to address God's sovereignty in this man's life. Maybe living as a homeless person is part of God's plan for their life. (But you'd have to ask God to know this, and listen to Him tell you that.) Maybe, just maybe, God is developing a faith in them to do something unimaginable to you... after all, Christ had no roof over His head, and he sure didn't drive around all the places he went in a hummer limo.
You failed to look for the reason(s) behind this man's lack of shelter. But that would require engagement on a more personal level; that would require a relationship, and that would require admitting that people actually live in an existence far different than yours.
You failed to 'teach a man to fish'. You've given him something to eat, but not equipped him with a way to get more food on his own. Again, that would require doing something that takes time, mental effort, and compassion.
What happens to this man when you're done with your good deed for the day?
You drop him off, right where you found him. He adds the 2 bags of new clothes to his meager possessions, which he rummages through to find another hat, since now his hair is gone.
How is any of this good?? How is this sharing a kingdom which counters the existence they live in?
You might feel good about yourself; you might even admit it.
The deeper we are in relationship with God, the more He gives us His heart for humanity. This is God's kingdom.
"Loving" goes farther than just feeding and clothing; it implies interest in the well-being of your neighbor, the person closest to you.
"Loving" implies concern for the total well-being - physical, mental and spiritual.
If we're only addressing one of those needs, then it is we who are falling short.
Saturday, September 6, 2014
Imminent Crossroad
The sick, the infirm, the lost, the broken, the ill-informed, the ignorant, the grieving, the stricken, the hungry, the blind...
All among us now; have always been among us.
But now it's closer to home; they are the people we know, the people we care about. We can't ignore them any longer.
Do we truly believe? Do we know from experience the reality of the kingdom promised?
Do we live that reality, or have we not yet acknowledged the pain of the world around us that demands "thy kingdom come"; that begs for it?
Do we validate the reality that we all exist in; or do we continue to ignore what we're not directly affected by?
Do we hold firm with our slipping grasp onto only what we know, what we've seen before; or do we look forward with eyes opened to an old promise made new again?
Do we sacrifice our normality, and walk a new path - one that has no traditional instruction, but demands constant guidance from the One who calls us to the death of our own motives; or do we keep thinking that God won't use me?
Are we carrying a cross, or is the Cross carrying us?
At this new crossroad, do we move forward into the unknown, into the promise; or do we return to the powerless crutches of our past...
All among us now; have always been among us.
But now it's closer to home; they are the people we know, the people we care about. We can't ignore them any longer.
Do we truly believe? Do we know from experience the reality of the kingdom promised?
Do we live that reality, or have we not yet acknowledged the pain of the world around us that demands "thy kingdom come"; that begs for it?
Do we validate the reality that we all exist in; or do we continue to ignore what we're not directly affected by?
Do we hold firm with our slipping grasp onto only what we know, what we've seen before; or do we look forward with eyes opened to an old promise made new again?
Do we sacrifice our normality, and walk a new path - one that has no traditional instruction, but demands constant guidance from the One who calls us to the death of our own motives; or do we keep thinking that God won't use me?
Are we carrying a cross, or is the Cross carrying us?
At this new crossroad, do we move forward into the unknown, into the promise; or do we return to the powerless crutches of our past...
Monday, September 1, 2014
Old & New
We fight change.
It's our nature.
In the midst of this massive shift the church is going through, we find ourselves running in circles in response to things we've never seen before. Things that used to work aren't anymore, ministries that we call "effective" but aren't getting any of the expected responses, and dwindling numbers leave most scratching their heads.
Unable to look beyond its own experiences, the church is unable to do anything other than what it has always done. As an observer of the response of the church, my favorite song says it best ("When They Come For Me" by Linkin Park) "...even a blueprint is a gift and a curse, 'cause once you got a theory of how the thing works, everyone wants the next thing to be just like the first".
The church, which was born out of the mind of God and fleshed out by Jesus, began as a flood driven by the tide of compassion and a new way of living. Jesus challenged everything humanity had become, apart from God. He challenged the mindset that humanity had taken on and embraced; of separation, of opulence, of superiority. He challenged the status quo.
The culture of the day had no problem separating people who wouldn't, or couldn't, buy into their mentality. After all, it's easier to separate those who are different than to acknowledge any disparity or pain they may be living in.
Jesus acknowledged pain and suffering in the lives of humanity; in fact, took it upon Himself. Not so we wouldn't have to, but as a slap in the face of a culture that won't recognize or deal with pain. This passion for the reality of life, and how to deal with it, is what would bring about His Church.
As the church grew, the more it began to take on the same characteristics of the societies around it. The church, instead of being counter-cultural to the world around it, became a duplication of the very culture it was supposed to be countering.
But, over time, the church has morphed into a place where very rarely is pain addressed, let alone acknowledged or validated. (Obligation-driven) charity comes out of the church, but as a thin red line so distant from original intent that its purpose has become perverted.
When the church is no longer addressing the pains of humanity; when the church is following its own agenda and ideas of self-definition rather than its leader, it ceases to be effective. When human leadership of the church is not equipped to handle the suffering of this life, we've become our own empire; an empire that hires people to sweep the garbage either under the rug, or out the door completely.
And yet, God is doing something new. A restoration of His Body, a spring cleaning, a purification. All the crud is floating to the surface to be dealt with or removed.
For some in the church this is catastrophic. For others, it's refreshing and life changing. And for even others, outside the church, or victims of the church in the past, this is the first time they've been told that they're even included in what God's doing; that they, (no matter who, what, or where they are) have a part to play in God's love.
This isn't to say that this restoration process is easy, it's quite the opposite. The rose colored glasses issued at the door of the church are now broken... we can now see the brokenness of humanity as a whole, inside and outside the church, and we're humbled to learn there's no difference. Now we can see the pain, now we can see the anguish. And we are no longer able to sweep any of it under the rug.
We struggle with the mindset change, we struggle with the expectations that are falling to the floor. We're learning to be human again. Compassionate, thinking, and crucified humans. Just as we're designed.
If we don't know heartbreak, or suffering, or pain, or anguish, or destitution, or loss, or hunger, then we truly don't know what love is, or what freedom is, or what joy is, or what being blessed really is.
God is reminding us what it's like to experience these things, so that we can come alongside our brother or our sister, with a fresh and real understanding of compassion. We're learning that the things we endure or suffer through may not always be for our benefit.
He's reminding us of our weaknesses, and showing us each other's strengths, so that through Him, we stand together, whole.
He's showing us that the once familiar church roles and responsibilities aren't so anymore, where community is replacing the institution; where we may not be learning or gaining strength or encouragement from pastoral figures, but from other members of the Body. And He's showing us that that's okay.
He's shedding new light on ancient understandings, breathing new life to once dead words, and reviving His living, breathing, loving, weeping, broken Body.
It's our nature.
In the midst of this massive shift the church is going through, we find ourselves running in circles in response to things we've never seen before. Things that used to work aren't anymore, ministries that we call "effective" but aren't getting any of the expected responses, and dwindling numbers leave most scratching their heads.
Unable to look beyond its own experiences, the church is unable to do anything other than what it has always done. As an observer of the response of the church, my favorite song says it best ("When They Come For Me" by Linkin Park) "...even a blueprint is a gift and a curse, 'cause once you got a theory of how the thing works, everyone wants the next thing to be just like the first".
The church, which was born out of the mind of God and fleshed out by Jesus, began as a flood driven by the tide of compassion and a new way of living. Jesus challenged everything humanity had become, apart from God. He challenged the mindset that humanity had taken on and embraced; of separation, of opulence, of superiority. He challenged the status quo.
The culture of the day had no problem separating people who wouldn't, or couldn't, buy into their mentality. After all, it's easier to separate those who are different than to acknowledge any disparity or pain they may be living in.
Jesus acknowledged pain and suffering in the lives of humanity; in fact, took it upon Himself. Not so we wouldn't have to, but as a slap in the face of a culture that won't recognize or deal with pain. This passion for the reality of life, and how to deal with it, is what would bring about His Church.
As the church grew, the more it began to take on the same characteristics of the societies around it. The church, instead of being counter-cultural to the world around it, became a duplication of the very culture it was supposed to be countering.
But, over time, the church has morphed into a place where very rarely is pain addressed, let alone acknowledged or validated. (Obligation-driven) charity comes out of the church, but as a thin red line so distant from original intent that its purpose has become perverted.
When the church is no longer addressing the pains of humanity; when the church is following its own agenda and ideas of self-definition rather than its leader, it ceases to be effective. When human leadership of the church is not equipped to handle the suffering of this life, we've become our own empire; an empire that hires people to sweep the garbage either under the rug, or out the door completely.
And yet, God is doing something new. A restoration of His Body, a spring cleaning, a purification. All the crud is floating to the surface to be dealt with or removed.
For some in the church this is catastrophic. For others, it's refreshing and life changing. And for even others, outside the church, or victims of the church in the past, this is the first time they've been told that they're even included in what God's doing; that they, (no matter who, what, or where they are) have a part to play in God's love.
This isn't to say that this restoration process is easy, it's quite the opposite. The rose colored glasses issued at the door of the church are now broken... we can now see the brokenness of humanity as a whole, inside and outside the church, and we're humbled to learn there's no difference. Now we can see the pain, now we can see the anguish. And we are no longer able to sweep any of it under the rug.
We struggle with the mindset change, we struggle with the expectations that are falling to the floor. We're learning to be human again. Compassionate, thinking, and crucified humans. Just as we're designed.
If we don't know heartbreak, or suffering, or pain, or anguish, or destitution, or loss, or hunger, then we truly don't know what love is, or what freedom is, or what joy is, or what being blessed really is.
God is reminding us what it's like to experience these things, so that we can come alongside our brother or our sister, with a fresh and real understanding of compassion. We're learning that the things we endure or suffer through may not always be for our benefit.
He's reminding us of our weaknesses, and showing us each other's strengths, so that through Him, we stand together, whole.
He's showing us that the once familiar church roles and responsibilities aren't so anymore, where community is replacing the institution; where we may not be learning or gaining strength or encouragement from pastoral figures, but from other members of the Body. And He's showing us that that's okay.
He's shedding new light on ancient understandings, breathing new life to once dead words, and reviving His living, breathing, loving, weeping, broken Body.
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