Thursday, December 7, 2017

Losing Keys


Well the other day I mentioned on Facebook about how it has become tradition for people to write sappy reflections on leaving things in life, and I said that while my life had been busy that my sappy post was coming...it's coming no more, it's here.

One of the ways that I always consider the change that is coming in my life, or the change that has already happened, is to reflect on the amount of keys I am about to remove [or have removed] from my keychain. On my keys currently there is one of those newfangled switchblade keys for our car, there is a tiny BB-8 that has mainly faded over the course of the past year or so, there is a circular piece of metal that reads New England Patriots and has the teams logo on it, there are 5 little keychain size plastic thingys from stores [Payless Grocery, CVS, Toys 'r' Us, Ollie's, and Wendy's] and there are two new apartment keys. Those are the things attached to my keychain, but the point of this story is not what is attached, rather it is about what is no longer attached.

THE FIRST LOST KEY

I suppose that I shouldn't label these as lost keys, but in truth every change contains at least a little bit of loss, and these keys more than most.

My first lost key wasn't a key so much as it was a keycard. It was a credit card sized piece of plastic with technology inside that allowed access to a door. Inside this door were a group of people that I trusted to watch my child while Mary and and I were at work. On most days I would drop Henry off at Southview Preschool Center and he would spend a few hours there, then he would board a school bus and be dropped off at Learning Tree Childcare located at New Horizons United Methodist Church.

Once at Learning Tree he would be fed his second lunch, take a nap, play, learn, and interact. He was surrounded by love, from his teachers, the director and the support staff. Women with names like Amanda, Jessica, Abbie, Renee, Sara, Rachel, Keila, and others took care of and loved on my son.

While I didn't have a key that gave me access to Southview there were also women who cared for and loved on my son with names like Shelley, Sally, Mrs. Wirsch, Mrs. Dailey, Mrs. Gardner, Miss Sanchez.

THE SECOND LOST KEY

This one was silver, and when you used it to lock or unlock the door you had to push on the door. The first time I saw this door I drove past it, realizing too late that it was where I was supposed to be. I found the door through a friend, because of another friend, I leave it only because the weekly commute would be too much. This silver key unlocked the door to the First Church of God in Elwood Indiana.

Before I arrived that first Sunday morning I had only been to Elwood once, accompanying my girlfriend at the time to a birthday party at a park, and that party played a part in our relationship ending, once she saw that I was not an outgoing individual when surrounded by strangers...which she could have learned if she had just asked me or read my Myers Briggs test results.

When I arrived that Sunday I though it would be my second and final time going to Elwood. Little did I know that small town church would change my life. My previous pastoral experience did not end well and I was in no way looking to jump right in again, or perhaps even ever again. But I finished that sermon and was asked to come back, then a few weeks later I was asked to take on the church, then a few months later I actually did.

I once preached a sermon saying that I would no longer use the term "small church" but it was a small church, but it was a real church. Here was a group of people who followed Jesus instead of just believing in him [and friends there is a huge difference]. They came to church with smiles, and sometimes frowns, and sometimes tears. They didn't feel the need to pretend that they had it all together or pretend that following Jesus was simple and easy.

People with names like Jim, Lisa, Tim, Laura, Lisa, Ryne, Patty, Ruth, Marvin, Ashley, Dustin, Emma, Max, Roxie, Timmy, Nora, and others who entered into my and my family's life for a season. Who accepted the 2 year old who hardly communicated and the 37 year old who communicated much more from the lectern, or head of the table, than he did away from it, and Mary also. A group of people that it broke my heart to walk away from, that building and the people within it changed my outlook, changed my faith, changed my life and I only walk away because I have to.

THE THIRD LOST KEY

First a keycard, then a single key, this time it was a whole key ring of keys, small ones that unlocked padlocks, big ones that unlocked front and back doors, others that unlocked office doors and kitchen doors and a weird shaped one that opened and closed refrigerators and freezers. This set of keys I acquired January 4th, 2016 when I was hired on as Food Pantry Coordinator at Operation Love Ministries.

As with all things in my life my entrance into OLM has an interesting story. I applied for a different job about 6 months earlier and, obviously, didn't get it. Then when there Food Pantry Coordinator put in his notice the executive director thought of the Pastor that she turned down during the summer, thinking that maybe he would be perfect for the job. Not to toot my horn too highly, but I was close to perfect for the job. It was part logistics, part organization, part observance, part pastoral care, all aspects within my wheelhouse.

For almost two years I thrived at OLM. I thrived in no small part because of the people around me, actual employees like Andrea, Ashley, Yolanda, Chris, Sherise, Manny helped me to survive day to day and volunteers like Janet, Delores, Bev, Carolyn, Mike, Vickie, Becki, Pat, Joanne, Judy, Dawn, Ray, Richard, Gary, Darlene, Liz, Darlene, Missy, Janet, Princess, Iris, Jamie, Leith, Tony, Janet, Helen, and others who came and went and and were there before me and will be there after me. Each one of these people I carry in my heart and in my memories. Much like the people I at church I leave them because I have to.

The countless amount of families that I was able to participate in helping made each difficult Wednesday and truck delivery worth it, every ache and pain worth it. People often question the purpose of food panties and other helping ministries, they talk about people using the system, and there will always be people who use the system, whatever system we are talking about. But the question I pose to myself and to others is this: do you not help anyone because of the 5%, or whatever the number really is, of people who use the system or do you help the 95% or so that really need the help and occasionally help someone who just uses the system? When I think of Jesus I don't see him asking if all the 5000+ really NEEDED the food, I do see him telling his disciples to feed them. The people at OLM and other food pantries feed the people, just like Jesus told us to do.

THE FOURTH [and final] LOST KEY

The last keys lost were two gold keys and one plastic keycard. The keycard opened a gate, the one key opened a mailbox, the final key opened a townhouse door. We lived at Four Winds on Raible for almost 8 years. We had one room that went from storage, to a gigantic walk in closet, to a nursery, to a toddlers room, to a child's bedroom...not that he slept in it often. We went from a couple to a family. We went from having lighter and darker brown hair to having lighter and darker brown hair speckled with white and grays. I went from 225 to 255, somewhat due to muscle mass but largely due to fat mass. I went from working at a video rental store to being a pastor to being a janitor to being a pastor to also being a food pantry coordinator. In other words there was a whole lot of change.

Through it all people like Fred and Nancy and Dave and Kayla kept our townhouse a home. There was a mouse at one point when the corn fields behind the complex got harvested, but the hole was found and filled and the mouse was caught and disposed of. The kitchen and bathrooms were updated, a gate was put into our patio, and our lights went more eco-friendly. It wasn't perfect, as no place really is, but it was home for 8 years. We swam in the pool, played on the playground, walked laps on the sidewalks, and generally had a very good life.

FINAL THOUGHTS

Long enough for you? Sappy enough for you? Hopefully, because its all I got. I love all those who touched our lives in the past 5 years of being a family, 11 years of being a couple, and 21 years of me living in Anderson. Catch ya'll on the flipside.

Kenny

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

#metoo: A Reflection and Response

When the news about Harvey Weinstein broke I was angry, but not surprised. Now after a few days of #metoo I am disturbed, but once again sadly I am not surprised.

Before #metoo showed up I had already heard stories of harassment and abuse from women I have been friends with, been family with, and loved. Before #metoo I had already heard stories of dates that started well and ended in protests of non-consent being disregarded because he knew "they wanted it." I had already heard stories of girls learning how awful men could be long before they should have, and in truth they should have never had to learn those lessons.

Before #metoo I had already heard about experiences involving alcohol or drugs. I had already heard guys I knew who lived by the code that if they are too drunk to say no then everything is allowed. I had already heard words from our current President about how powerful men can have whomever they want whenever they want them. I had already heard that you can just "grab them by the pussy."

In addition I had walked alongside females who hit themselves or cut themselves or believed that there was something wrong with them because they had been treated the way they had. I had sat in boiling anger as they told their stories to groups of friends and strangers. I had already sat in tears about how they had been used, abused and discarded, just another notch on some dirtbags list. Before #metoo I was sadly already aware of how too many of my gender have treated those not of my gender.

Before #metoo I was already aware of the statistics, about how many women had been abused and harassed, but before #metoo those statistics were still just numbers. Maybe they were too large; maybe it seemed that it just couldn't be that many. But there are, and in fact, if anything, the statistics may be too small. There may just be more women than we originally thought who have been abused and harassed, in fact it seems quite possible that every single woman has been. And if that's true, if more have been than we originally believed, if all have been, than it is not the case that there are a few monsters out there, but rather that almost every man has at one point or another been a monster in the eyes of a woman.

Now would be a good time to say "that almost every man has at one point or another been a monster in the eyes of a woman" but me, it would be great if I could say that, but I can't. I myself have been a monster from time to time. I don't believe that I have "forced" a woman to do anything they didn't want to, but I have with my eyes. I never degraded a woman to her face, but I have behind her back. I haven't bragged about my conquests, but I have in my mind. Most would acquit me for this, especially most men, but I am not after acquittal, I am after repentance, I am after redemption. I am seeking a better world for women, and for men. I am seeking a better world for myself, for my wife, and for my son. I am seeking a world where our boys don't grow to become like our men. I am seeking a world where our girls don't grow up with the same experiences as our women.

This world that I seek will not be an easy one to find, it will not appear magically or in the sound of a prayer. This world I seek can only come when women say "#metoo" men in return say "I Believe You and I'm Sorry". Men must say I believe you because these women have been saying what they've had to deal with for years and we have too often turned a blind eye to their words and to their experiences. Men must say I'm sorry not in the way that we say I'm sorry to someone who has been hurt randomly, but rather as if we caused the pain ourselves, because even if we haven't to this individual woman we have to others. So I will begin.

I BELIEVE YOU, no matter how good the guy is in my mind, no matter how many times I have hung out with him, no matter how good he comes across, no matter what power he wields, no matter what song he has sung or what team he plays for or what he does for a living, I BELIEVE YOU.

I'M SORRY that someone like me, someone you knew and trusted, hurt and betrayed you, especially if it wasn't just a guy like me but it was actually me.

I'M SORRY for any time where I have made you feel like they made you feel, by either my words or lack of words, by either my actions or lack of actions, by either my beliefs or lack of beliefs.

I'M SORRY for all the times I didn't believe you, or believed you but stayed friends with the guy, or stopped being friends with the guy but didn't explain why.

I'M SORRY that I have to say I'm sorry, I knew better, my God, my church, my family, my friends, they taught me better and I didn't listen, they told me how to behave and I didn't listen, they told me how to be a good person and I didn't listen.

Peace and Love,
Kenny

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Prompting Creation 4: Overcoming the Fear Inside

Have you ever spoken up when you saw something going on that was wrong? Were you scared? What ended up happening?

Yes, yes, depended on the situation.

I like to think that I am a principled person with a deep well of courage. Some days it is easy to think that, and others it is near impossible. Too often I have kept my mouth shut when I should have opened it, sometimes to not anger someone, sometimes to not hurt someone, but usually it is because I choose fear instead of courage. But, there have been times when I have spoken up for what I believe in and against what someone else believes, the following is one example.

The first situation happened 17 years ago, give or take a month or two. I was working at AU for the summer, working with various groups that stayed on the university grounds for their various camps and conferences. I applied for the job merely to keep from going back to West Virginia for the summer, but it turned out that I really enjoyed it and was pretty good at it, both so much so that I cam back for 2 more summers. The summer had been moving along just fine, we had some staff hiccups, but by and large we got along pretty well, but about half way through the summer one of our staff was a bit overwhelmed by all they had to do and they asked for help. This staff member was one who would always step in to help if one of us had a camp and they did not, but during this particular staff meeting when they asked for help I was the only one who volunteered. While I did have a camp on campus at the time it was a pretty easy workload and I had the time to help, but so did several other of my coworkers. For whatever reasons, some known and some unknown to me, my coworkers were unwilling to help. I sat quite for awhile, getting angry and my heart started beating really fast, while this was happening my coworker started to cry and got up and left. Once she was out of the room I kind of exploded at everyone else. Talking about who helpful the coworker had been to each one of them, and talking about their selfishness in not helping in return. At that point I had to leave the meeting in order to help my camp director with something. Later on I went back to the office to talk to my superior and to apologize for my explosion. She ended up thanking me for doing it. She told me that after I left they all signed up to help with the various things that my coworker needed. She went on to tell me that if it had come from her they might not have reacted the way they did, but since it was me, someone who was usually quiet and reserved, it made more of an impact.

Peace and Love,
Pastor K

Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Faith Without Love Is Dead

The thing about us in America is that we miss the point of a lot of the Old Testament. After all Israel was a people that was on the short end of the stick often, escaping from slavery, but then time and time again being conquered by outside forces, but the superpowers of their day. And us. we are the superpower of our day, so we often can miss the point. Which is why the Minor Prophets should be preached all the time in America, because they were, mainly written to Israel in good times about their failings when strong. Three weeks ago we began in Hosea and talked about our unfaithfulness. Two weeks ago we talked about Joel and about the overt hate, bigotry, and prejudice in Charlottesville, and the underbelly of hate, bigotry, and prejudice that plagues our nation as a whole. This week we find ourselves in Amos, and this one will be a bit more uncomfortable for us.

I am going to start by reading an introduction to Amos from the NIV and then we are going to listen to a song.

"The northern kingdom of Israel reached its greatest heights in the first half of the 8th century BC during the forty-one-year reign of the powerful Jeroboam II. Confident in their nation's victories, their worship, and their heritage, the people adopted a motto, "God is with us!" They were anticipating the day of the Lord, when God would strike down all their enemies and establish Israel as the undisputed ruler of the region.

Into this atmosphere of overconfident nationalism steps Amos, a shepherd from the southern kingdom of Judah, He stands in the great royal temple at Bethel and announces that God is stirring up a nation to conquer Israel. The day of the Lord, he insisted, will be darkness, not light. God isn't impressed with Israel's wealth, military might, or self-indulgent way of life. [God] is looking for justice, while the rich and powerful are taking advantage of the poor. God is calling Israel to repentance as the only way to avoid destruction

The message cause an uproar. Amaziah, the high priest at Bethel, accuses Amos of treason. Amos is banished from the kingdom, but his oracles are recorded, creating one of the earliest collections we have from any Hebrew prophet. The book consists of roughly three dozen separate oracles, plus the story of his expulsion. Most of the book is loosely assembled, but it conveys one strong and consistent message: Let justice roll on like a river, righteousness like a never-failing stream."

Jon Foreman - Instead of a Show

The beauty of Amos is that it starts with this list of cities that God will be judging and it starts with the cities "out there", the ones that Israel thinks are its enemies, the ones that Israel has problems with. And it says, not for three sins, not for four sins, I will judge them. And then as it goes on one city after the next city and the next city and the next city and then Amos does a rope-a-dope. He gets people thinking that "God is going to get them, they're the bad guys, they're the ones Gods going to get" but then Amos goes, um, and Judah, not for three sins or four sins but God will judge them, and then, Israel. For the three sins, for the four sins, God will judge them.

I was driving to Half Price Books and then shoe shopping because Henry had shoes that we bought like two months ago, Sketchers, nice shoes, that have holes in the top of them already. And he's gone to school the past few days with shoes with holes in the top. So he needed new shoes, and new socks and underwear because he's growing, sometimes it seems he's already to my height some days. So, we have to go shopping for that stuff and we are driving down the road and there was a pick up truck and on the back of the truck there was an icthus, you know, the Jesus fish, and in the middle of the Jesus fish was an American flag. And sometimes its like we're saying its not Christianity, its American Christianity. It's not just God's church, its our church.

And so I'm reading Amos and I read that introduction, that "God is with us" and I turn on the news and we have arguments about whether the pledge should have "One Nation Under God" and we pull out our money and it says "In God We Trust" and I think thousands of years have passed and we are still in the same place that Israel was. Because we think that God is for us, every speech every president ends with "God Bless America." And we say God bless America and we literally mean God bless America, but in the Bible, and we've talked about this multiple times, starting with Abraham, God tells Abraham"I will bless you and through you bless all the nations of the world." But we don't talk about God bless America, bless us so we can bless everyone else. It's bless us so we can beat everyone else. It's bless us so we can raise ourselves above everyone else. It's bless us so we can feel better about ourselves. It's bless us so our politics, whoevers politics it is, is shown to be the right politics.

In Amos it goes on and talks about Israel fighting wars and winning wars and thinking that God was behind them because they were winning wars. There are wars in the Bible where it says that God is on the side of Israel and that Israel wins because God is with them and those times Israel is the weaker force and they triumph over the larger one. There's one time, ridiculously, where God tells Gideon to send away people, because if they have too many people fighting they might think they did it themselves. And he keeps sending numbers away and goes from 32,000 to 300 and that 300 win the day over a force it should not have defeated. But then there's times when Israel fights wars and they win them because they are bigger and stronger and more powerful and they assume that because they win that God is still on their side, that everything is going right for them because God wants it to go right for them. In reality they are fighting wars that they shouldn't fight, beating people they should have problems with, and not helping the people that they should. The widow. The orphan. The poor. The sick. The left out. The hopeless. The unloved.

You know, you hear that song and think "Wow, that's crazy, who came up with that."

Even though you bring me burnt offerings and grain offerings,
    I will not accept them.
Though you bring choice fellowship offerings,
    I will have no regard for them.
Away with the noise of your songs!
    I will not listen to the music of your harps.
But let justice roll on like a river,
    righteousness like a never-failing stream!

That's Amos 5:22-24 [NIV], we have become a religion, a tradition, a Church [large C] that thinks that if we have more we are automatically blessed. If we have more money in the budget. If we have more butts in the seats. If we have more news clippings in the newspaper. If we have more people saying good things about us. Then God is blessing us. And sometimes, that's not true, sometimes it's just more because you have more. There is a strand of Christianity, called the Prosperity Gospel, and the concept is that if you follow God you will GET, if you pray to God you will RECEIVE, that you will become wealthy and powerful and wise. And, that's not the way it works because God makes the weak the strong, the dumb the prophet, Amos was a shepherd, a pruner of trees, and God called him.

What's interesting, in Amos is that God has tried multiple ways to get Israel to wake up. It says that 'I made food difficult to come by and yet you didn't turn to me, I brought a drought and yet you did not turn to me, I let you lose a few things and yet you did not turn to me. And because I have done these minor things and it did not wake you up, I need to do something more to make sure you understand what your true calling is. As opposed to what you want it to be.' And so, Amos tells them, here's what's coming.

If you look historically every, every, not some, not most, every, every empire sooner or later falls, every single one. There was a time where there was a saying "The sun does not set on the Roman Empire." And the Ottomans thought the same thing, and the British thought the same thing and the Russians thought the same thing and we think the same thing. Yet, sooner or later it crumbles. Maybe by our nature we make things bigger and they can't sustain. Or maybe by our nature we rebel against the bigger, sooner or later. Or we become so prideful that we think nothing can stop us until something does.

So, historically it happen all the time, all the time, so sooner or later it will happen to us as well and when it does the question will be what were we doing at the time, were we doing the right things or the wrong things. Were we making sure we had the right stockpile of weapons so that way if anyone else had a weapon we could go ahead and destroy them, interestingly enough there is one country to ever use a nuclear bomb, and we're them. Is it because we've decided that we need as much wealth as possible and so we watch the stock market every day, hour, minute, second. Or does it happen because we care how we look. Or instead do we lift up those who can't lift themselves up. Is it how we sit with those who just need someone to be there in that moment. Is it because we do something about the poor and the homeless and the 22 vets that commit suicide all the time, and its probably going to take more than just some push-ups.

It's not a matter of how much money is in the bank if no one else has anything in the bank. We can sing our songs, we can pray our prayers, we can read our Bibles, we can do all that stuff and if all we care about is where we go after we die...not everyone who calls me Lord, Lord will be there. If we show up on Sunday and we put our hand over our hearts and we sing the right songs at the right times, on July 4th and Memorial Day and whenever but we only pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, and who cares if anyone else even has shoes on their feet. If we only care about how much food is on our plates, even if those around us are starving...we already know how God feels about that, but we might not want to think about that. We can raise our signs and say "God hates fags." But what God hates, what God hates is people who praise him with their voices and can't care less about his children. We have been fighting about the wrong things and have been caring about the wrong things and we have been dying on the wrong hills.

Israel was rich and powerful and failed to look after those that were not. They were blessed but refused to be a blessing to others. They paid attention to how they looked, not how others lived.

The thing about the prophets, every single one of them, stand up and say "The Judgements Coming", but to a number, that's not how they end. That's not the end of the story. It doesn't have to be the end of the story, because God knows that while the vast majority is doing one thing, that not everyone is. Those that are faithful and caring. Those who know the songs and reach out their hands. Those who pray and worry about others. Those ones are never forgotten, those ones are never left out, those ones are always a remnant. And the remnant is always taken care of, and not only that the remnant grows and grows and grows and on the other side of the judgement is stronger than on this side of the judgment.

We talked about, with Hosea, that God's judgement is not about punishing, it's not about slapping you on the wrist just to smack you on the wrist. It's about smacking you on the wrist in hopes that you might wake up, in hopes that you might change, in hopes that you might come back, in hopes that you might do what you were asked to do in the first place. God's judgement isn't like our judgement, it's not just about punishing the sin, it's about waking you up to the fact that you didn't need to sin. It's about waking you up to the fact that you didn't need what you thought you needed, or thought you wanted, but that God had it all along.

It is a better world when we care about our neighbor, because if we care about our neighbor than our neighbor cares about us. It is a better world when we care about our enemies, because its a whole lot harder to smack someone in the face who has been sacrificing for you. The world is a better place when we care about the hungry and the hopeless, and the unloved, and the unloved, and the unaccepted. And yet, yet we don't do that so often. So often we worry about ourselves, ourselves and ours. Our spouses, our kids, our grandkids, our friends. It's like, I only got so much love to give, right? Except that's not the case, because the strange thing about love is that when you give love away you find you have more of it. It's when you hold it in that you find that you don't have that much.

Thousands of years ago Amos stood up in a place he had no business of being and told people who were much more powerful than him that they needed to wake up and listen. And me, I get paid to be here, and give you these wonderful pearl of wisdom, and I find it difficult to say it in this group, of people I am fairly certain won't stone me afterwards. Luckily there are only pebbles our there, so I could probably get away even if you did. But Amos and the prophets, they had courage, and that's what we need. Me saying it in this place, the worst that can happen, the worst is that you could fire me, and that would hurt the bank account, don't get me wrong, but that's the worst. I suppose that if you really wanted to take it a step further you could go on Facebook and say "This guy's a crackpot" but most of the people on Facebook already know I'm a crackpot, nothing much could happen. You might even be able to go to Indiana ministries and have try to have my credentials revoked, but whatever, no big deal, and that's the worst that could happen.

If I talk, that's the worst that could happen. But if I don't talk the worst that could happen is that your neighbor could starve to death because you didn't realize you should care. The worst that could happen is that someone you know could run away, whether that means physically, spiritually, emotionally, suicidally because you were the one person they needed in that moment and you didn't realize that you needed to be there. Because you thought that singing the song was enough. Or you thought that praying the prayer was enough. Or you thought that reading the Bible was enough.

I'm reading a book at the moment and it was talking about how a lot of people nowadays say that the thing to get into heaven is that you have to have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ, and what's interesting is that in the Bible there is no comment about having a person relationship with Jesus Christ, its just not there. I'm not saying you don't need one, it's important, but it's not on the list of things you have to do, and yet we made it THE thing you have to do. What is on the list is to love mercy, seek justice, and walk humbly with your God. What is on the list is to treat others as you would have them treat you. The things on the list is to love the Lord your God with all your heart soul mind and strength and love your neighbor as yourself. The things on the list are to love your enemy, to do good to those who persecute you, to pray for those who harm you. Those things are on the list, and those are the things that we don't do. Not generally.

We've missed the point. Its in black and white and so we shouldn't have, but we stopped paying attention to what's in black and white and instead let's add a little bit. We'll add to it because we know better. And we don't. God knows better. It's not about ISIS or North Korea or whatever the enemy is, it's not about what they do to us, it's about what we do to them. And not just to them, what we do to our allies, what we do to our friends, what we do to our coworkers, what we do to our neighbors, what we do to those we see on the street. We can either lift up or walk away. Lift up or tear down. Lift up or just sing noisy songs. I want my worship to be a sweet incense to God, I want my prayer to not just be 'get me out of this fix I'm in today' but 'God help everyone else with their fixes as well'.

I think it was Pope Francis, but it might have been the guy before him or the guy before him, I'm not Catholic so sometimes I confuse Popes, but one of them said "Pray that God will feed the hungry and then go out and give them food, that is how prayer works." That's how prayer works, because we are called to be the hands and feet of God, and if we are the hands and feet of God and we aren't doing it, who do we expect to do it? If we are the ones who are supposed to reach out and we are not reaching out, who do we expect to do it? If we are not the ones going to places where people are hurting, who do we expect to do it?

We sing our songs. We pledge our allegiance. We can do what we do. But if we do all that and we don't give a rip about all the things we need to it doesn't matter what we do.

Let's pray.

Holy God,
In this moment I would first pray that we would repent. Repent from all our selfishness, repent of all of our nationalism, repent of all the times where we've decided that might makes right, that wealth means blessing. That we would repent that we have sung the songs and prayed the prayers and left your people on the side of the road. That we would repent of all the times when our worship has just been noisy. And then Lord, after we repent I would pray that we would try to be better, that we would sing our songs and reach our our hands, that we would pray our prayers and sit with someone who needs us, love someone who feels unloved, accept someone who is unaccepted, give hope to the hopeless. That we would remember completely that we are blessed so that we can bless. And more importantly that we are blessed so that you can bless through us. That we signed up to be your hands and feet and that we may be your hands and feet. And Lord, not just us in this room, but us in every church around this country Lord, may we have open eyes to what you are telling us and may we have the strength the power the guts to move forward in your name. Loving you people, caring for your people, realizing that our neighbor is yours, the stranger is yours, the enemy is yours and we are called to love.
In the precious name of Jesus we pray, Amen.



Sunday, August 13, 2017

A World Full of Prophets Joel 2:28-29

Last week when we talked about Hosea I gave you a bit of historical background about Hosea and the world that Hosea was living in. The thing I can tell you about Joel is that he is the son of Pethuel, and that's it. I can't tell you when the book was written. I can't tell you anything else about Joel. I can't tell you anything about the locust swarm itself except that it was happening then and it has happened since then, even in the last 100 years there has been a locust swarm that has decimated the land of Israel.

So, here's Joel and he is in this place where a very bad thing is happening and this very bad thing reminds Joel of the time that is coming that will be the final judgment of God. He talks about these locusts in lion and lioness terms, as cavalry, or an invading army. But then Joel goes on to say that if we return to the Lord, if we come back to being the people that we were called to be, that we were meant to be we will be immune from all that is coming. The in chapter 2, and they are verses that you might not realize are from Joel because we're Christians and Peter said them in Acts chapter 2, but he says "I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your old men will dream dreams, your young men will see visions. Even on my servants, both men and women, I will pour out my Spirit in those days." And in Acts chapter 2 Peter, in his sermon, says that this time where sons and daughters will prophesy, where old men will dream dreams and young men will have visions is happening then. And so, this day where all of God's followers are prophets, where all of God's followers know the will of God is happening right now, in our midst.

I wrote this sermon on Friday night at like 3 in the morning, because I do strange things like that, and I had a thought of what it all meant, and I had all this stuff I was going to talk about. I went to bed at like 5 in the morning, Friday night, and woke up at 7 in the morning, Saturday morning, by the grace of Henry and lived my life on Saturday and the world happened. Here's Joel, thousands of years ago, noticing a calamity around him and the calamity makes him remember the destruction that is to come. If you haven't been paying attention to the news, on one hand you may be lucky, but in Virginia there was a gathering of White Supremacists marching against, they were taking down of a statue of General Lee and they were marching partly in protest of that and partly in protest of anyone who didn't look like them or think like them or believe like them. Then there were protesters there protesting them, which is what happens, when one group gets together those who are against them get together also. Among the things that happened, there were fights, there was violence, there was screaming and there was a guy who decided to run his car into people, so far killing one and injuring 19.

I woke up this morning and Mary was telling me that the guy who drove the car lived down the street from a Church of God in Maumee Ohio, a church that I have visited, a church that Mary has preached at, a church that a friend of ours pastors. It got me thinking that sometimes we turn on the news and we talk about what is happening over there, the anger that is over there, the hatred that is over there, the prejudice that is over there, and the evil that is over there. And we think I'm here, and we're fine here, here we're ok, it's over there. Last week I was in South Bend and I was having a conversation with someone and they asked me what I did, I said that I work at a food pantry in Anderson and that I pastor a church in Elwood. And they were like, "Oh, Elwood." And I said "It's not like it used to be." I said that as a positive thing, but it got me thinking that there are probably people who say it's not like it used to be and mean it as a negative thing.

We see the progress, we see the culture changing but sometimes we see the culture changing because that's what we want to see. In Virginia there were people carrying torches walking along, not even needing hoods because nowadays believing what they believe they don't care if anyone knows who they are. At least back then they wanted it to be a secret, they didn't want anyone to know it was them, that it was the judges or the cops or the baker or the school teacher or the janitor or the whatever they were. Nowadays we just walk on down the street and proclaim whatever hate we want to proclaim.

I was watching on Facebook this morning, and there was a video by Brian McLaren and two other pastors/priests, they were there because a call went out for religious leaders to come as kind of a buffer in Virginia, to try to keep peace, to try to quell the violence, and they were saying that if you go to a church tomorrow and your pastor doesn't talk about race you may want to think about changing churches. But the problem is that I am certain that there are plenty of pastors in pulpits this morning that are not and there are plenty of people in churches who are well meaning, they are against the hate and the bigotry and the prejudice as much as me, but they are silent. And we are living in a day and age where we cannot afford to be silent anymore.

We walk around wanting God's will for this world and in some ways we don't know what that is, but there are some very clear ways that we do, There are very clear ways how the Spirit has rolled down, has given us dreams and visions and has made each one of us a prophet. Hatred is not on God's agenda. Bigotry in not on God's agenda. Prejudice is not on God's agenda. Exclusion is not on God's agenda. Deciding that I am better than anyone else, for whatever reason is not on God's agenda, not because of my skin tone, not because of my education, not because of my religion, not because of what town I live in or what country I was born in, not because of anything.

I'm not telling you anything that you don't know, because I know you, I know your hearts on matters such as this, and I know what we feel. But it's becoming, it's not enough just to feel it, it's not enough just to think it, it's not enough to sit in our little corners and think "man, they shouldn't be doing that". It is not enough because our silence has allowed the world to happen.

As I said, the guy who drove the car lives a few block away in Maumee, Ohio, it's a suburb of Toledo. And the guy who lives in a suburb of Toledo drove to Virginia, 15 16 hours away, the violence isn't somewhere far away, it's somewhere down the block. You know, it's not that you have no power about what happens in this world, because there were people around this man who just let him think whatever he wanted to think who let him believe whatever he wanted to believe, no matter how wrong it was. You know, it's difficult for us in Elwood to do anything about ISIS, in Asia or in Europe. We can pray, we can do that kind of thing, but it's difficult to do tangible things to stop that. But we are fully capable of doing tangible things to stop the anger and the hatred around us. Everytime I tell them Elwood is not like it was, which is great, but we are not where we need to be. That's not just Elwood, that's everywhere. That's Anderson, that's Indianapolis, that's every town in every corner of the globe, we are not where we need to be. But, we've gotten to the place where this progress is enough, this change is enough, that wherever we are that we are not how we used to be so that's good. But we say that it's good and we turn it into that's good enough.

And it's not good enough, doing as little as we've done is not good enough. Joel sat there thousands of years ago and saw the locusts swarm over the land, eating the vegetation, eating the trees. We spent quite a bit of time talking about trees, about the strength of trees, about the power of trees, about the welcoming of trees and all that stuff, but there are stronger powers in the world that want to destroy the trees, that want to destroy the world, that want to destroy the faith, that want to destroy whatever they can destroy. But then, there's a people that God has chosen in order to bless they world. And let me tell you, our God, is bigger, stronger, more powerful than anything else. Better than the devil, he's just a punk. Better than those carrying torches. Better than those preaching hate. Better than those who try to lift themselves up and put other people down.

The Bible has this thing, that if God is for us then who can be against us, the truth of the matter is that there can be plenty of things against us, but none of them are going to prosper. The very gates of hell will fall to our God. The anger the hatred the prejudice the bigotry the blindness will all fall before our God. But God needs our help, God has called us, God has equipped us, God has empowered us, the Spirit has rolled down the mountain so that way we could be prophets in our day. Joel called a whole nation to turn back to God, we just need to call upon our neighborhoods to do the same, we just need to call upon our friends and our family, those we encounter day in and day out. Not for our good, but so that world will be a better place. So that next month, or the month after, or the month after or the month after we don't hear on the news that someone from two blocks down is creating havoc somewhere else in the world.

That's what it comes down to, we can change things. We don't have to say this is good enough. We don't have to say that there's nothing I can do. We don't have to say that it's too big and I'm too small. We have to say, sign me up, you need hands and feet I will be them. You need a voice in this neighborhood on this street corner in this town, I will be that voice. Cause, the world is in desperate need for our voices, they are in desperate need for mercy and kindness and joy and forgiveness, hope and love. That's what's going to fix this place, that's what's going to make our corner of the world better, not a law on the books, not a larger police force, not anything like that, those are just drops in the bucket. But we have what the world needs, we have been given it, let's start sharing it. Because I am sick and tired of turning on the news and seeing one person trying to destroy another.

Let us pray.

Holy God,
Once again I want to lift up all those who were touched and anger in Virginia, and across our nation and across our world. But more than praying for those who have been hurt or for families who have been torn apart, I want to pray for each person in this room Lord, but not only that for each person that is sitting in a church this morning Lord. Each pastor, each usher, each piano player, each tech person Lord, each congregant whether they are on a board or a committee or whether they just sit in the pews Lord. May we realize the awesome responsibility that you have given us, that your Spirit is upon us that we have a responsibility to be prophets in our midsts, that we are blessed so that way we can be a blessing to others, that we are taught love and mercy and kindness and grace and hope and joy so that way we can share it with those around us. Give us the strength to do that, because all by ourselves we can't do it, we don't want to do it, but with your strength, with your guidance, with your power we can. And if we can do it in our corner and someone else can do it in their corner and someone else in their corner, then your mercy, your joy, your love can be made manifest in our day and our age Lord. In the precious name of Jesus we pray, Amen.

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Pastoral Misconceptions

As a pastor I find that when people learn my job title that they infer several things about who I am and I think it's time I set the record straight.

I am not a Republican.
I do not believe that there should be mandated prayer in school.
I do not believe that LGBTQ people are an unwelcome group in the church.
I do not believe that poor people are lazy and just working the system, nor do I believe that just because you are wealthy or healthy or wise that you are blessed.
I do not believe that if I don't share my love of Jesus every time you tell me to that I am denying him in front of people.
I do not believe that God helps those who help themselves.
I do not believe that people are dirty rotten sinners, though I have joked about it before in a sermon.
I do not believe that I am a better Christian or even a better person because I am a pastor.
I will not give you a dirty look if you say a curse word in front of me, unless it is one that is derogatory to someone else.
I do not believe that Muslim and terrorist are synonyms.
I do not believe that we should keep all immigrants out, nor do I believe we should kick all illegals out.
I do not believe that you should always follow the directives of those in power.
I do not believe in a whole host of things you think I do.

I do believe in hope, and when we hope instead of despair we are closer to God.
I do believe in love, and in every act of love bringing pieces of heaven to earth..
I do believe in grace, and I try to show as much as I can everyday in hopes that it may be shown to me.
I do believe in mistakes, because I make them almost every hour of every day.
I do believe in acceptance, and what I mean by that is loving people as they are, not as I would like them to be.
I do believe in coexistence, just because we believe in different things doesn't mean we have to hate each other.
I do believe in a God who loves us all so much more than we could ever understand.
I do believe that if I am to forgive 7 times 7 or 77 times or whatever the number is that God will forgive a lot more.
I do believe that the church judges people too much, has too many rules, and thinks too highly of itself.
I do believe that in order to follow Jesus we need to tell the truth, and while I do not do it enough, I am working on it.
I do believe that how I treat people is more important that what my statements of faith are.
I do believe that this life is a journey and that we are all on a different one, so we should always be kind to people who haven't gotten to the same place we have, and remember that we haven't gotten as far as we should have.

Peace and Love,
Pastor K

Saturday, July 1, 2017

Prompting Creation 3: The Lie I Tell Myself

Name one thing you have lied to yourself about. Why did you do this?

If I am honest to myself this could be a very long list, thankfully it only asks for one. I think the lie I tell myself the most often is "it doesn't matter". This one lie covers a whole gamut of lies, because they most all begin with the concept that if I do X "it doesn't matter" or if I don't do X "it doesn't matter". If I don't speak up about the things that really matter to me "it doesn't matter" because if I did speak up about those same things "it doesn't matter." If I let that person get away with that one thing "it doesn't matter". If I act like everything is all right "it doesn't matter". "It doesn't matter" if I close myself off to _______. "It doesn't matter" if I just coast by instead of doing my best. "It doesn't matter" if I tell this little lie, or that bigger lie, or that biggest lie.

The truth of the matter is that it all matters. Each decision effects the next decision, each moment the next moment. It effects me and it effects others, whether I or them are aware of it or not. It is the proverbial butterfly causing the hurricane, even if that particular analogy isn't factual, but on a more meaningful plane it is. Each flap of the wing, each twitch of the eye, each everything reverberates across the spectrum that is life. So, it does matter, all of it.

There, that's the answer to the first part. Of, course there is still a second part.

Why? That is the ultimate question, always has been, always will be. The answer is as simple and complex as you might imagine it is...Because I wanted to do what I shouldn't have done. I wanted to be quiet so that I could get by without being pushed back on. I wanted to have the pleasure that I wanted to have and damn the consequences. I wanted to be friends with the popular kids even though they didn't really like me. I wanted to take it easy, I wanted a break, I wanted to be free. I did it ultimately and finally because I wanted to, and because I didn't want to. I didn't want to speak up. I didn't want to fight back. I didn't want to say that I don't believe the same way. I didn't want to explain myself. I didn't want to be a hero, or a coward, or anything.

I find it interesting that there is not a third part to today's prompt, there is no part about "will you continue to do it?" Perhaps that's because it was looking for a single solitary lie, while I universalized it. Perhaps it's because this book is not necessarily about change. But since I have thought about the question I will answer it as well.

I will try not to, at least not as much. I will try to be better. Try not to be silent when I should speak and try to be silent when I should keep my mouth shut. I will try to stand up for those who can't stand for themselves in the places that I have access to that they do not. I will try to honor my relationships, my work, my beliefs more than I have. I will try to be the person I claim to be instead of the one I choose to be. After all this life is a journey, I just need to remember to keep moving.

Peace and Love,
Pastor K

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Prompting Creation 2: Lazy is as lazy does

What is your favorite way to spend a lazy day?

Well, friends, that depends.

If a movie is out that I have been wanting to see, I am going to see it.

If there is nothing playing at the movies, I may be home playing video games.

If I'm not wrapped up in a story on a big screen, or playing one on a small screen I may be enveloped in one on a page, be it digital or hard copy.

If the written word hasn't grabbed me I may be sitting on the couch watching a movie or a tv show.

If those stories haven't taken ahold of me I may be in my office listening to music, be it on my ipod or on my record player.

If movie, video game, book, tv and music have failed me then I may just be napping.

If napping proves elusive I may be sitting right here typing out some thoughts as I am right now.

If my brain doesn't appear to be working at optimum levels I may be at Mounds State Park walking the trails.

If I have given up on home and park options I may be out of town, maybe shopping, maybe walking on a beach or swimming in an ocean or hiking on some trail or merely taking a drive.

But, more than likely I am wasting my day away flipping through Netflix vainly trying to find something to watch.

On a related note I was once in a band called Lazy Sunday and I hope that today may be a lazy Sunday for you.

Peace and Love,
Pastor K

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Prompting Creation 1: A Night in Motion

What is your favorite work of art? What do you love about it?

The correct answer is The Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh.

There are few things in life that have caught my own attention more than the night sky. Don't ask me what constellation is which or what little dot in the sky is Venus, which according to something I read is depicted in The Starry Night, I won't know but ask me what it means to me and I might possibly go on forever. So on one hand I love The Starry Night because it depicts the night sky.

Secondly I love The Starry Night because it is actually the second one that Van Gogh painted, the first being what is usually called Starry Night over the Rhone, and that he never considered it among his greats, I love those facts about it because it tells me that we are never the final judge of how good or bad what we create is, beauty is quite literally in the eye of the beholder and I behold great beauty in The Starry Night.

Third, which could have been first and only, I love the movement that is depicted in what would traditionally be considered a calm, perhaps even normal night. It's the idea that the world is in constant flux, that things are always happening around us even when we don't notice it or we can't even perceive it. There is this sense that there is always more, more going on, more to experience, more to discover. It's the beauty of God not being able to be captured or quantified through out natural senses, but still such a present, over arching reality.

Do yourself a favor, tonight, look up.

Peace and Love,
Pastor K

Friday, June 16, 2017

The Next Thing Unlike the Last Thing

So, it's Friday and I promised that come Friday I would explain what my next blog endeavor would be. If you have been following along for the past 8 months I have been working my way through the Psalms and as of earlier this week that particular journey is accomplished.

In light of that I was left with two options: 1) take a blog break 2) pick something else to do.

I came to the conclusion that I would take option 2, but then I was confronted by more options: a) follow another book of the Bible [perhaps Proverbs] b) look at different scriptures throughout the Bible [like I did with my Red Letters, Black Letters posts] c) do something that was not Biblically based.

I came to the conclusion that I would depart from my comfort zone and take option c, but then I was left with a decision about what, if anything I would use to guide me along my next path. Which led me to a book a purchased several years back with the idea I would start using it at the time, instead I wrote one entry. So, without further explanation [it's been enough, hasn't it?] I will be working my way through a book that looks like this

Image result for 300 writing prompts

While this will not be Biblically based I assume that God and Godly things will pop up from time to time, its a part of who I am, no getting away from that, believe me, I've tried.

As far as timing I am not sure how often I will be posting. My thought is that it will be at least weekly, and perhaps even bi-weekly, we'll see how it goes.

One last thing before I leave you, a title. If you don't know, I like titles, I often come up with a title for my sermons before I come up with any of the details because a title, to me, leads me in the direction I want to go. I tossed a few around for taste, From the Ether and Out of Dusty Corners, but I landed squarely on one that brought a smile to my face. This is beginning from a book on writing prompts, but what writing is, at base, is creation and I firmly believe that when we engage in creation we become closer to the Creator.

So, welcome to Prompting Creation.

See you soon.
Pastor K

Tuesday, June 13, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 150

Psalm 150

Well, friends, we have reached the end of the Psalter and as is right, as is good, we end it with praise. Through these 151 Psalms and 152 entries we have crossed the gamut of emotions. We have spoken in shouts and whispers. We have spent time on the mountain and languished in the valleys and below. We have talked about history and the present and even occasionally the future. We have spoken of creation and destruction, love and hate, hope and hopelessness. We have rode the roller coaster that is the story of the Bible. We have sinned and been forgiven. We have spent time with Moses and Abraham and David and Adam and Jesus. We have delved into God the creator, God the grace giver, God the one who holds us up.

After all of that it is right, and good, to end with praise. Because all those moments that we traverse in this life are moments, some good and some bad, some godly and some ungodly, but before and within and after it all there is God. You may have doubts about God from time to time, and that is fine, even Jesus cried out Psalm 22 from the cross when he lamented "Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?" But like Jesus we must remember that Psalm 22, while lamenting God's absence also holds fast to the belief that God has sustained, that God has protected, that God is still worthy of our praise. So doubt it you must, but always come back home, to the God who has been with you since before your first post-womb breath.

+ How have you praised God in the midst of different life experiences?

p.s. I hope that you have found this journey to be helpful to your heart, mind, and soul. Peace and Love, Pastor K

Monday, June 12, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 149

Psalm 149

Praise the Lord!
Sing to the Lord a new song,

In the beginning God said, let there be light, which means that for at least the span of four words there was no light. But then, there was. Imagine what that first pinprick of light must have been like for all of existence. The first experience of a sunrise. The first experience of a glowing moon. The first star that appeared as if from out of no where, because it literally appeared out of no where. I imagine that there was praise in the hearts of those who first saw light, the angels, the animals, the humans. I imagine that is the case because I remember singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star as a child. Because where there is praise there also will be singing and where there is singing there also will be new songs.

With every new verse and chorus we join with the multitude that has come before us, stretching our minds and lifting our voices for the one who set it all in motion. In very short order, tomorrow if you are following closely, we will end this journey through the Psalms, it will be the end of these 150 songs for the moment, but I would invite you to re-read them down the road, not my words necessarily, but those of the Psalmist. Allow them to speak into your life from time to time, wrestle with them, kick them down the road a bit, scream and curse at and with them. Along with that I would ask that you continue the tradition and sing a new song to the Lord. You don't have to "know" music, it doesn't have to be written down, there is no lyrical or melodic requirements, you don't even have to sound good, Psalms are about the quality of the heart and soul they come from, not the pitch and volume.

Lift up a new song of joy.
Lift up a new song of curiosity.
Lift up a new song of sorrow.
Lift up a new song of rage.
Lift up a new song of doubt.
Lift up a new song of praise.
Lift up a new song of faithfulness.
Lift up a new song.

+ How have the Psalms spoken to you over these months?

+ Has your view of the Psalms changed at all?

Friday, June 9, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 148

Psalm 148

Some people say that in heaven we will just be one big chorus singing songs of praise to God all day and all night. Personally I hope its nothing like that. Don't get me wrong, I love to sing, and I've been told that I'm fairly good at it, but I need variety in my life and in my music selections. In addition I love all types of music, pop, rock, classical, folk, hip-hop, rap, r&b, jazz, blues, country, world, pretty much anything that isn't screaming all the time, unless I'm really angry at the time. The thing about music though is that its a very emotion based medium, and if I'm singing praise songs all the time it may mean a minimum of emotional diversity.

Really, the more I think about it the more I wonder what heaven will be like, or maybe more truthfully I worry what heaven will be like. To be completely honest I'm not sure what an existence where I don't struggle with whether I'm interested in following God from moment to moment would be like. Perhaps it is just coming to a place where I am finally secure in the knowledge of who God is and what that means in my life and my world. But what does it look like in an existence where I don't make mistakes? Does being in heaven automatically make us perfect? And if so, what does perfection mean? Will I never stub my toe in heaven, assuming of course that my body is somewhat physical and that there are rocks or beds or legos that exist there.

We in the church talk about heaven a lot, without knowing all that much about the place. I doubt there with be pearly gates and streets of gold, those are both only important to people concerned about wealth and are natural elements found here on earth. But I want to believe that there won't be tears and pain, but what does that mean? Sometimes there is nothing better for the soul than a little tear shedding, either of sadness or joy. I think it might be best for me to end this right here, lest I keep going down this rabbithole until I finally get to heaven, assuming of course that I do.

+ What do you think of heaven? What will it be like, how will you be like?

Thursday, June 8, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 147

Psalm 147

His delight is not in the strength of the horse,
    nor his pleasure in the speed of a runner;

Really? God doesn't take pleasure in the pleasure that the creation feels? I disagree. One of the things about the God of the Bible is that God appears to be empathetic, in other words God doesn't just understand how we feel but can feel it as well. As one of my favorite songs by Eli says 'God weeps too' and if God weeps when we weep then God rejoices when we rejoice. And if that is the case when a runner feels the breeze caressing her face as she traverses the course is it not God surrounding her in her elation? When the artists puts a happy little stream through the middle of his scenic painting does God not also think of the same stream that is flowing inside of and through the artist? We are told that God loves us, and to truly love another means that you are wrapped up in their joys and their pains, and God is most assuredly wrapped up in ours.

And now we switch gears.

He declares his word to Jacob,
    his statutes and ordinances to Israel.
He has not dealt thus with any other nation;
    they do not know his ordinances.
Praise the Lord!

As I have mentioned Israel thought of themselves as Chosen when they were really chosen. As I have also mentioned Christians often do the very same thing, believing that God is only concerned with our well-being, where else does a statement like 'God Bless America' come from? We can too quickly become engrossed in our 'special' standing to the detriment of other cultures and societies. We are told to be the salt of the earth, the light of the world and neither salt, nor light exist for their own good. We often use salt to make something salty, but the strongest aspect of salt is as a flavor enhancer, what you add it to is enhanced because of its addition. In the same way light illuminates the area around it, because of the light others can make out its surroundings.

We are to exist in order to enhance the world and to allow others to be able to adequately navigate the world around them. In other words, God's plan to deal with the other nations is through our beliefs and actions, spreading the message of Jesus to all nations.

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 146

Psalm 146

Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord, O my soul!
I will praise the Lord as long as I live;
I will sing praises to my God all my life long.

Do not put your trust in princes, [or presidents, or senators, or representatives, or governors, or mayors, or pastors, or priests]

in mortals, [you know, basically everyone] in whom there is no help.

When their breath departs, they return to the earth;
on that very day their plans perish.[so much for a legacy]

Happy are those whose help is the God of Jacob, [a personal God, one who cares about who you are and what you are doing]

whose hope is in the Lord their God,
who made heaven and earth,
the sea, and all that is in them;
who keeps faith forever;

who executes justice for the oppressed; [you know, like any person or group of people that others attempt to hold down, or not allow in the halls of power, or not have the same rights, or are considered less then, like minorities, or women, or the LGBTQ community, or people of other religions]

who gives food to the hungry. [you know, like hungry people, God wants hungry people to eat, that doesn't sound right, I'm sure he meant the working hungry]

The Lord sets the prisoners free; [those who are in jails, those who are addicted, those who are abused by their parents, or spouses, or the government]

the Lord opens the eyes of the blind. [those who can't see, and those who have 20/20 vision, but still can't see anything but themselves]

The Lord lifts up those who are bowed down; [those we bully, those we discriminate against, those we, once again, consider less than]

the Lord loves the righteous. [those who actually attempt to be little Christs, which is literally what Christian means]

The Lord watches over the strangers; [those who weren't born in your country but came to it anyway, those from war torn places, those looking for more freedom, those hoping for less persecution, those who left all behind for the sake of their children's future, you know like Syrians, or Muslims, or Mexicans and the like]

he upholds the orphan and the widow, [those who have been abandoned by selfish men and women, those who have lost their families due to war, disease, drugs and alcohol, those whose caregivers are in jail]

but the way of the wicked he brings to ruin. [that would be all those who do not do as God does, those who do not fight for the oppressed, the prisoner, the blind, the bowed down, the stranger, the widow and the orphan]

The Lord will reign forever,
your God, O Zion, for all generations.
Praise the Lord!

Monday, June 5, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 145

Psalm 145

As a parent we have a pretty big responsibility, to laud the works of God to the next generation. In other words we are to tell our children of the God we worship. We need to impart what we believe in hopes that they will also believe. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't. I have known parents insanely proud when their child decides to not only believe but to go into ministry. I have known parents who have taken it personally when their child has turned away from the faith that they cling so desperately to. To both groups I would say, be proud, or sad, but remember it is each individuals choice to believe or not. Of course, it is easier to say to someone that they aren't the reason than it is for them to actually believe it.

My wife and I once had a conversation about our son and faith and we said that we hope that we don't teach him anything that he has to unlearn later in life. That is a tall order in any genre of knowledge, but is especially difficult when it comes to faith. I say this because almost everyone who has ever believed has changed at least some of those beliefs through the years. I know that towards the end of college I began to question almost everything in regards to my faith and my practice of that faith. Some beliefs I jettisoned easily, some felt like I was ripping off a big scab, some survived the testing and are the deeper for it. I had to unlearn and learn things like what 'the world', 'your neighbor' and 'your enemy' meant. I had to rethink some of the stories I learned in Sunday School, and to some extent that is just a part of being mature enough to handle certain aspects of the story.

And so, we try to teach the next generation the best we can, sometimes it works sometimes it doesn't. But as long as we aren't the ones causing the little ones to stumble we have done what we are supposed to do.

+ How are you passing on your beliefs to the next generation?

Friday, June 2, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 144

Psalm 144

This Psalm is part 'take care of us in the face of our enemies' and part 'bless us in all ways', which is well and good but I want to focus on two verses that ultimately leads to another verse. But first a question.

How often do you find yourself paying attention to an ant?

I know, it may seem like a strange questions, but seriously, how often do you find yourself paying attention to an ant? Unless you happen to be a scientist studying ants my guess is that your answer would be much like mine, hardly ever. After all we are so big that ants really don't make that much difference in our world, unless we are at a picnic or perhaps something sweet and sticky has spilled on or kitchen floor. And when we do pay attention to them it is usually to swat them away or to go to Wal-Mart and purchase some kind of ant murdering device, be it spray or sweet sticky poisonous stuff. Now, I know its not a one-to-one correlation, but one more question.

How often does God pay attention to us?

O Lord, what are human beings that you regard them,
    or mortals that you think of them?
They are like a breath;
    their days are like a passing shadow.

The answer, at every moment of every day. From the first breath we breathed, which God gave to us in the first place to the last breath we breathe and even beyond that one. God looks at us and cares about what we are going through and hurts when we hurt and is joyful when we find joy. God is always working through each moment to bring beauty from ashes, to make something wonderful grow in the manure that we sometimes think is our life. God is causing the sun to shine and the rain to fall on us, giving nourishment and potential to us in every moment.

And that is amazing.

Because God could look upon us the same way we look upon an ant, but instead God chooses to care, to interact, to sacrifice for us. And what should our response be to that kind of caring, that kind of kindness, that kind of grace, that kind of love?

Happy are the people to whom such blessings fall;
    happy are the people whose God is the Lord.

+ How can you praise God in this moment for all that God does for you?

+ How can you be more mindful of God's presence and care in your life?

Thursday, June 1, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 143

Psalm 143

First off, do you find it as interesting as I do the amount of enemies that David had? It really makes me question why anyone would desire to be a leader of a country, a king, a president, a prime minister. But, that's not what we're here to talk about today. No, verse 10 is what we are here to talk about.

Teach me to do your will,
    for you are my God.
Let your good spirit lead me
    on a level path.

I think this verse is packed with good stuff, first off the need to do God's will and secondly the hope of a level path.

Did you know that you're ultimate goal in life is to do God's will? If not, now you do. Jesus shows us this goal when he taught us how to pray, asking that God's will be done on earth as it is in heaven. You see, our ultimate goal is to bring little pockets of heaven to earth, which can only be accomplished through our partnership in God's will. Each good thing we do, from giving a cup of cold water to someone who is thirsty, to opening our ear to someone who needs to talk, to lifting each other up when we can't stand anymore brings moments of heaven to earth. Each smile, each moment of empathy, each feeling of love and grace and forgiveness ripples through the universe like a drop in water. Each moment of negativity, anger, and violence does the same, bringing pockets of hell to earth, which is why we must be diligent in pursuing God's will in the here and now.

The simplest way to pursue God's will in the here and now is by walking a level path. Now, its possible, even likely, that all David meant by a level path was a level path, in other words a path that was not steep, one that was easy to traverse. While he may have meant that, I do not. A level path is one in which we find ourselves being level in a out of wack world.

This existence can go from extreme highs to extreme lows in a matter of moments, just watch the news or peruse Facebook if you haven't noticed. In turn when the world goes from extreme to extreme we can find ourselves going along for the ride, up one moment, down the next, flipping upside down and screaming our heads off sooner or later. Instead we must ask God to help us to stay level, allowing joy its place, allowing pain its place, but existing on a level path. It requires God's help to do that. It requires God's peace that passes all understanding. It requires God's compassion, God's kindness, God's love, God's grace. By living in but being able to look past the moment we can better live level, which will help us to bring pockets of heaven to earth by doing God's will in the here and now.

+ How have you found it best to stay level from day to day?

+ What steps can you take in order to accomplish God's will more?

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 142

Psalm 142

I have been wondering recently, partly due to a book I've been reading, if part of the reason we in the 'developed' part of the world have such a wishy washy relationship with the divine is because of our abundance. The Psalmist says that they have no refuge, they have no place to go, while we so often have place after place after place to go. We are never fully reliant on God because we think we don't have to be. Whatever issue is plaguing us has a multitude of solutions that have nothing to do directly with God.

Now, of course every possible solution or place of safety is indirectly tied to God, but we can easily overlook that fact. It is the doctor who performs our surgery, instead of the God given gifts that has been bestowed upon the doctor. It is the medicine that makes us feel better, instead of the miracle of our bodies that can speed up the healing process. It is the loan, instead of God's provision.

Saying all of that is not to say that we should turn a blind eye to the progress of our world, but rather that we should look at the progress with better eyes, seeing the God behind the convenience. Everything we receive is ultimately from God, we just need to cultivate the mindset to believe it is true.

+ How does your culture hinder your relationship with God?

Tuesday, May 30, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 141

Psalm 141

I wonder if Jonah knew this Psalm, I wonder if on his way to Nineveh it was on his mind. It brings up some imagery that would most likely be at the forefront of the mind of a prophet going into enemy territory, particularly enemy territory that the prophet may like to see destroyed. Of course, the interesting part of the story of Jonah is that the enemy decides to repent and follow God as opposed to continuing on the path of evil and potential destruction. Which of course leads to the famous ending of Jonah where he curses his own existence because of the grace that God shows those whom Jonah hates. Which brings me to the point I want to make in conjunction with this Psalm, which is that it might be better for us to hope for the salvation of our enemies as opposed to hoping for their destruction, because Jesus implies that there will be people in heaven that we may not expect to be there.

Of course this means that our presence in heaven may surprise some people also. It also means that we should probably do what Jesus commands and not judge people, because we may be judging ourselves out based on someone who will get in. It's funny, in a way, the vast difference in mindset between hoping for the destruction of the enemy and praying for their salvation. On one hand you hope that someone gets what you believe they have "coming to them" and on the other you hope that the grace that has been extended to you may also be extended to them, its the difference between wanting good or evil for them, which is the difference between whether you yourself are good or evil. Which goes right back to whether or not you judge them in the first place, which leaves me to wonder if Jonah had this Psalm on his mind as he journeyed to Nineveh.

+ How hard do you find it to hope for your enemies salvation as opposed to their destruction? What has proved helpful to you in the attempt?

Friday, May 26, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 140

Psalm 140

This Psalm flows from the end of 139 nicely, if by nicely we mean that the anger that ended the previous Psalm flourishes in this one. It makes me think about people who say that the Bible is a consistent book, one that doesn't contradict itself. Do you realize that the Bible is literally a portable library? Do you realize that it consists of 66 different books compiled and bound together? Do you really realize that? I mean, not just the knowledge of it, but what it means about the fact that each book of the Bible was originally meant to be read by itself, standing on its own? Instead we have turned it into an anthology series, like Harry Potter or 50 Shades of Grey, reading it as if the next book will automatically agree with and build upon the previous book, and this is simply not the case. The books aren't even in chronological order, so you will read something in one book and then the next may be written years before it, this gets especially tricky with Paul, whose books [letters] are arranged by length [and in addition are only incomplete conversations]. Reading Paul in chronological order you see a progression of theology, but instead we read them as if they all must be written at the same point in time and agree, and are all actually written by the same person, which is quite possibly not true.

I say all of that because we can't read every word of every book and think that we must act like this person or that person. Nor can we read it and judge one point in time on another point in time. For instance, I can't read the Psalms and then go and hope for the destruction of my enemies, because I live on the other side of the Gospels, nor can I blame David for thinking that way, because he lived before them. All I can do is realize that I am called to something different that David was. I am called to a life that is supposed to be from hate and the need for vengeance. I am called to do good to those who do me harm, to pray for those who persecute me, to go two miles, give my all, and allow myself to be slapped twice, should my attacker want to dishonor him/herself. I am called to feed, clothe, and take care of the needy. I am called to remember that even my most hated foe is my neighbor and I should love them as such.

I read the Bible through the lens of Jesus, because Jesus says that he is the clearest representation of the character of God. In other words I read the Bible from the pinnacle of Jesus, the pinnacle of the Gospels, wherever the rest of the Bible is in agreement with how Jesus shows himself to be I must be in agreement and wherever the rest of the Bible is in contrast to the ways of Jesus I must choose the ways, actions and beliefs of Jesus rather than the ways, action or belief of any other person.

+ How do you understand the Bible?

+ How do you read the Bible?

p.s. want a good book on the Bible? Check out Rob Bell's new book What is the Bible? How an Ancient Library of Poems, Letters, and Stories Can Transform the Way You Think and Feel About Everything.

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 139

Psalm 139

Ok, if I'm honest, and I do try to be in these posts, I wanted to spend this time complaining about this particular Psalm.

I wanted to do that for two reasons:

1) the 180 David does from talking about how God knows him better than anybody else, including himself, and yet is never far from him and then ends it by talking about God's destruction of the wicked. When I read it I almost get the feeling that it was added at a later time, or even by a different writer,  maybe it is, if I spent time reading commentaries along with these posts, maybe I would see that it possibly was.

2) the vast usage of verse 23 "Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my thoughts" without the use of the context of it coming in such a hate filled stanza, when we are called to love people instead.

But, if I'm continuing to be honest, and again I do try, I have to admit that sometimes I can let my anger overtake my praise. Maybe that is what is happening in this Psalm, maybe David really wants to praise God, he wants to use that praise to overcome his base feelings about those who want to do him, and those whom he cares for, harm. Maybe that's what he wants to do but finds that he can't do. That is a place I can understand, that is a place I can imagine, because I have been there. Anger has always been an issue for me, I was born with a pretty good temper and I have always had difficulty controlling it, coincidentally this is an issue that I can see my son having to deal with also.

One of the ways I try to diffuse my anger is trying to see people through the eyes of God, and maybe that is what David is doing, by reminding himself how well God knows him, how close God follows him he can remember that the same is true for "the wicked". I put quotation marks around that because wicked is a matter of opinion, who I see as wicked God still sees as child. I try to see them through God's eyes, but sometimes my vision gets blurred by the wave of anger that is still just below the surface. I take some amount of comfort that David potentially dealt with the same issue, because it means that even in my failings I may still be "a man after God's own heart."

+ When you read the Psalm where do you find your focus?

+ Have you ever had anger, or some other feeling, overcome your ability to praise, or pray, or read the Bible?

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 138

Psalm 138

My first thought was, I'm not sure I got a praise Psalm reflection in me right now. Then I read it again, and again and on the third reading I was struck by something. While the first two stanzas seem to be praise in the moment for the blessings of the moment, the final stanza seems more like clinging to hope that God will show up, though whether or not God is here currently may feel up for debate. I say may feel up for debate because I know, as I have repeated often in these reflections, that God is always here, always in the moment, but even though I have that head knowledge, and occasionally that knowledge flows to my heart and soul, I still sometimes question whether God is there. It's those atheist moments that I think we all have, those moments when we cry out "My God, My God, why have you forsaken me".

Part of me feels like I should apologize for using the term atheist as something that someone who believes may occasionally feel, but I'm not going to. If I'm honest there are times when God does not seem particularly close, moreso, there are times when I wonder if I'm just spinning my wheels on the hamster wheel of faith. If you don't ever feel that way, you have my permission to stop reading right now, not that you need it, you are here by your own free will after all. But, if you do know what I am talking about, if you do feel that way from time to time, let this be good news to you that you are not alone, you never have been and you never will.

The thing about faith is that it is a belief in things unseen, which means sooner or later you may question the fact that you aren't seeing what you are believing. What's interesting is that Jesus references us in the Gospels when he says that greater faith have those who have not seen and yet believed. The other interesting thing is that Jesus says that it only takes a little faith to move a mountain, so even if you feel that your faith is miniscule, it can still do mighty things, among them it can move the mountain of your disbelief. Weird, isn't it? Faith can cause you to doubt and faith can turn your doubt away, this is the beauty and the trouble with faith in the first place.

If you find yourself stuck in the middle of an atheist moment, don't despair this is not the end, if you don't want it to be.

+ Do you have atheist moments? How do you handle them?

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 137

Psalm 137

And now we come to one of the worst verses in the entire book, a statement that is so heinous it can only come from a place of great pain. "Happy shall they be who take your little ones and dash them against the rock!", how hurt and angry must someone be to write those words? How much pain must they have endured to want such horrors visited on another. Too often we wish for vengeance, but praying that one might come to kill the children of another, that is a whole other level of vengeance.

Derek Webb has a song that contains the lyric, "I know a way out of hell We raise all our enemies' children After they've murdered ours We affix all their scars to our walls So there's heartbreak for everyone" and while I am not sure if it's a perfect solution I do think that it would help us all to understand that a child of an enemy is still a child. It might help us to understand that an enemy is still a parent and a son and a friend and a lover. Because the first step to wanting this level of violence brought upon another is to dehumanize them. If they are just a religion, just an ethnicity, just a caricature it is much easier to not care what might be done to them. But, when we understand them as people, as those who love and lose just like us, then we can begin to move them from 'enemy' to 'child of God'. When we make that move we understand that the one who would dash their babies against rocks are not our friends, they are not working on our behalf, but rather are living in hate.

One last thing, we once again see the outcome of believing that God has a distinct location, because the author questions how they can sing praises to God in the midst of a foreign land. As I've mentioned multiple times now, God can be found anywhere, everywhere, so you can praise God at any moment, in every moment, if you so desire.

+ What is the angriest you've ever been? What did you say to the person who angered you, or what did you say about them?

Monday, May 22, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 136

Psalm 136

God created the world out of love, think about that for a moment.

Every tree out of love.
Every flower out of love.
Every cloud out of love.
Every star out of love.
Every rock out of love.
Every color out of love.
Every scent out of love.
Every note out of love.
Every breath out of love.

And, perhaps most of all, every moment out of love.

Now, think about how grateful you are, and how grateful you should be.

Think about the times you whine and grumble. Think about the times you wonder if there is a god. Think about the times when you question God's love for you. Think about the times when you have a bad day and wonder if God has it in for you. Think about your focus on the pain that passes. Think about your preoccupation with the storms.

God created the world out of love. God created you out of love.

Every moment is a gift, because the whole of creation is a gift. Every breath is a gift, every heartbeat a gift. May you remember that in this moment, no matter what this moment is bringing to you, because even in the pain and sorrow you are still breathing, your heart is still beating and God is still loving you.

+ Do you believe that God created out of love? Why or why not?

+ How can you praise God in this moment?

Thursday, May 18, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 135

Psalm 135

We've talked about praising God. We've talked about idols. We've talked about the Exodus. We've talked about violence. In light of all of that I guess it's time we talked about science.

He it is who makes the clouds rise at the end of the earth;
    he makes lightnings for the rain
    and brings out the wind from his storehouses.

First, let's clear up an assumption that some people have about the Bible, while it contains truth it does not contain ALL truth, nor is every word of it universally true. What I mean is that the Bible talks about God and humanity and various topics connected between God and humanity, but it is not meant to be a textbook covering every topic ever. In particular, for this subject, the Bible is not a science textbook. Here is what we can hold to scientifically based on the Bible, God created the world. But even that is a statement of faith, not fact. The Bible tells us that God created because God wanted to create, the world did not come about because of some struggle between gods or by accident, it was made so that it would be made.

The Bible, for its holiness, was written by people that only had the knowledge that they had at the time. Hence the Psalmist can speak of God making the lighting for the rain because they do not have an understanding about static electricity and the other ins and outs of lighting. Hence the Psalmist can speak of God having a storehouse for the winds, because they must come from somewhere and he/she has no understanding of wind patterns. Elsewhere in the Bible it can speak of the Sun standing still, because they have no understanding of the way the universe works, or that there is a universe in the first place.

In all these cases, the Bible is not the problem, we are. Because the Bible has to fit inside the loops that we create. Let us let the Bible be what the Bible is, that is more than enough for all of us, and let us stop making it be something that it is not.

Last but not least, a quick word on Science itself. People of faith should not be afraid of science, because every scientific inquiry should simply show us how magnificently complex and beautiful the world that God created really is.

+ Have you tried to make the Bible be something other than what it is meant to be?

+ Have you feared science? why or why not?

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 134

Psalm 134

There are times that I sleep like a baby. There are other times when I don't sleep well at all. There are nights when my wife gets mad at me that I fall asleep so quickly, and there are nights when I hear the birds before I close my eyes. There are nights when I close my eyes and don't open them until the alarm or the child shock me awake. There are nights when I wake every hour. And when I wake sometimes I can get back to sleep, unless my mind starts thinking about something, anything then I am as wide awake as if someone hit my in the face with a water balloon. It's almost as if my sleep pattern has ADHD and just can't find its own internal rhythm for any sort of extended time.

I wonder if the writer of Psalm 134 was a bit like me, or they could have been a true insomniac, someone who truly commits to not being able to sleep, unlike a wishy washy one like myself. Or they could have been awake at night for a particular reason, perhaps they were on the night watch, or the night shift. Although, now that I think about it, the night is longer than the portion we sleep through so maybe they were merely up late, or it was just a few minutes before their bedtime. But for whatever reason they were awake and the sky was dark.

Some people fear the dark, they worry about what is behind the shadows, I have plenty of experience and can say that 99 times out of a 100 it is just more shadows. The truth is that the dark is no more evil than the light, after all during the Exodus God moved with the Israelites through the day as a pillar of clouds and through the night as a pillar of fire. The truth is that the dark is no more evil than the light, after all according to Isaiah the light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it. The truth is that the dark is no more evil in the light, as long as you don't fear the dark. Fear is the true enemy, not the darkness, not the pain, not the experience, not the storm.

+ How do you sleep?

+ How do you feel about the dark?

p.s. On a completely separate note, isn't rhythm the weirdest spelled english word of all time?

If not what do you think is?

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

The Heart's Cry: Psalm 133

Psalm 133

How very good and pleasant it is
    when kindred live together in unity!

I ask not only on behalf of these, but also on behalf of those who will believe in me through their word, that they may all be one. As you, Father, are in me and I am in you, may they also be in us, so that the world may believe that you have sent me. John 17:20-21

Unity is of the utmost importance, that much can not be argued. Unity is of the utmost difficulty, that much also cannot be argued. We let ourselves be torn asunder by the most meaningless of things. Don't believe me? I have known churches that have been torn apart over the color of the carpet. I pastor a church that once had a split over whether or not meals should be eaten in the fellowship hall, and it has a kitchen. I have known churches that have split over the most ridiculous things. And that is only looking at local churches.

Looking at the bigger picture over the past 2000 years we have created about 30,000 various denominations within Christianity, that comes to 15 new denominations every year during Christianity's existence. Churches have split because of the communion, baptism, sacraments, prayer, music, membership, preaching style, and the list goes on and on and on. We can't keep the global church together, we can't keep the particular denominations together, we can't keep the local church together. We have failed to live up to the hope that Jesus had for us.

Which means we need some sort of course correction before the road ends. We can still become one, but it will require the church to agree with only the bare bones of Christianity, perhaps if we can get to that we might be able to be one. Unfortunately that road will be a difficult one, even in the case of single solitary hearts, even a heart like mine. I say this because just yesterday I passed a church that had a sign that read something fairly innocuous that set my soul a flame in anger. I almost posted about it on Facebook, I almost told people face to face, I almost want to put my anger in black and white, but what would that solve? In order to become one we must set aside our petty differences by acknowledging that they are petty differences in the first place. Maybe then we can start the process to becoming, what Jesus asked us to be way back when, one.

How can you work to bring the churches back together?