Monthly Archive for March, 2005

What if church isn’t enough?

I’m sitting here and thinking that we face a frightening dilema. Look at our world. Pretty rough, huh? Sure, it’s no worse than it’s ever been, but American culture seems to be hitting a low that will either destroy it or forever change it. We face the moral crisis. America is on the brink of destroying herself because we no longer hold to any values or standards of right and wrong. Now, you’ve heard all this before. I know that. I’m getting to my point, so hold on for a second. I’m not intersted in seeing America dye. I’m not interested in pointing out the problem with our society if I can’t suggest a solution.

I started out thinking that church wasn’t enough to save America. (You’ll say that the obvious way to fix America is for everyone to become a Christian. Once again, hold on; we’re getting there.) What is church…really. We go, once a week. Sometimes hear a sermon that’s riveting, that makes us want to change our lives. We leave motivated, encouraged, ready to take on the world. We get to the parking lot. We fight over who sits where. We go out to eat and refuse to be kind since we have to wait in line. Church isn’t enough. It doesn’t change us. One hour once a week isn’t enough to break through our small brains and change our lifestyle. We need something more intimate, and more importantly, something more frequent.

The family, you say? You’re always with them, they are extremely formative in your life. You’re right. But I submit that the family is not enough. It’s too limited. The ideas presented there are too small, for you get input from only two adults. No family has everything correct. Eventually, you will miss something. Given, you can learn valuable life lessons in the family, you do become endowed with a sense of morals and standards in the family. But I’m asking is it enough to save America? I don’t think so. Somehow, when I look out over our culture and see the good and the bad, I might conclude that school may be the most formative and influential time in your life and could be the thing that could possible “save America.”

Think about it. In high school, you’re with these teachers and people every day. In college, you live with them. A teacher presents an idea. The next day, he builds on it. He talks about it again the next week, and it will be on the test. You become annoyed with his constant reiterations. And yet, those very things may be what you need to hear. One day, you wake up and read in your Bible and see that what your teacher has been beating you over the head with everyday in class is what the Bible teaches. Aha! Eureka! Now, instead of running through the streets naked, you go back to class. You are not allowed to forget this concept. And by the end of the year, you’ve engrained it into your value system.

Why, then, is the family not enough? Because they didn’t teach this to you. The periscope of your family didn’t rise high enough above the waters to see this. They taught you many other very important things, but not this. And this is essential to your life. And now you’ve got it. What is it? I don’t know, it could be a number of things: caring for the needy; helping the widow….. the list goes on.

I don’t know where I’m going with this, but I think I’m getting at one thing in particular for us in college: we’re here and we’re learning. Every day. Every night. It’s being pounded into our heads. What we’ve got to do is pound it into our hearts. Put our learning into action. Why is this so important. Because when we leave, we go out into real life. We get a job. We work every day. Taking care of the kids. Making the boss happy. It’s mind numbing, and we won’t have much time left over for reforming our values and lifestyle. So maybe, we leave college with most of our values firmly implanted in our minds and the way we live. Though it is possible to change them after, it won’t be easy.

But what about saving America? I’m thinking that if more people will leave high school and college practicing the basic values of Christ, then we could have a revolution here. If believers were patient, and kind, and self sacrificing, people would notice. We might even be attractive to the unbeliever. But somewhere I miss these basics and don’t live them out. And so, my life feels old, I feel stalemated, in the doldrums of death.

I don’t know what to do. Other than keep depending on the holy spirit for sustenance. Other than fixing my eyes on Jesus. And when they fall off of Him, not to give in to despair, but fixing my eyes on Him again. and again. and again.

I think I may be wrong about what is most formative in one’s life. The family plays a role that is tremendous. But I can’t escape from these other things that are also massive shapers in our lives, or which at least give us the opportunity to practice what we believe. And of course that won’t change America. God changes people’s lives. I think I’m saying that if we would let God change our lives and we work out our salvation with fear and trembling, we might be taken seriously. Maybe.

I’m just thinking out loud here. What do you think?

Taming the beast

Try this on for size.

Galatians 2:17-21 (a helpful paraphrase…

…by Robert H. Gundry)

“If we have to forsake the law to be justified by faith in Christ, does Christ encourage sin? No; rather, if I go back to the law, I imply that I was sinning in abandoning it. But I did not sin in abandoning the law, for Christ died under the judgment of the law against sin. As a believer, I died with Christ in the sense that God counts Christ’s death as mine too. Now the law has no authority over a dad person, especially one who has died under its penalty. So having died with Christ, I am no longer obligated to keep the law. But he rose and lives in me; and just as I died in Christ when he died and thus became free from the law, I likewise rose in Christ to a new life of righteousness in which the law plays no part. Therefore, if human beings could become righteous through keeping the law, Christ did not need to die.”

we’ve created a monster

First, watch this.

Then watch this.

Perhaps a word of explanation is needed. I was invited to attend a Hatian birthday party, one of those where you don’t bring presents, you bring a presentation. So I decided to make a movie, and wisely thought to have other people help me. So…Friday night, about 11:30 pm, we start filming our music video. Two hours later, we had our nine minutes of footage complete, which I then took and won’t tell you how late I stayed up editing to make into this osolovely music video!

PS- this song is by a Romanian band called O-Zone. The song name is Dragostea Din Tei. You can buy it on i-Tunes

Habitat Pictures

Some pictures by Gabi and me are here.

And Lord Jims.

bon appetit!

Breakfast:

  • 9 omelets
  • 27 eggs
  • 36 buttermilk biscuits from scratch
  • 2 bell peppers
  • 1 tomato
  • 1 package mushrooms
  • 1 hunk of ham
  • 1 block cheese
  • 6 servings grits
  • 1 scrumptious fruit salad
  • 10 cups coffee
  • 9 satisfied people
  • 2 very eligible bachelors who can cook

    What more need I say?

  • Will you serve them today?

    Today, I cleaned the basement of an old woman. Her house, ruined from a terrible leaking roof, had no running water and little working electricity.

    I entered her basement: damp and dark, musty and jampackedtotheceiling. In it were her precious memoirs, ancient valuables, and useless collectibles. Behind them? Endless piles of cheap drugstore novels. Decayed.

    Our job was to “clean out.” To get rid of the get-rid-ables and keep the other junk. We filled a dumpster with her stuff. Her priceless memoirs, rendered useless from water and time, from moth and rust.

    I was sickened.

    This woman had stored her entire life, had saved her goods – hoarded her possessions – convinced she would use them or pass them on or keep them forever. And they were ruined. Worthless.

    Why do we feel like things are so important? They are tools or they are gods.

    When I die, whether tomorrow or when ninety-nine, I don’t want strangers or family – anyone – going through my stuff and finding worthless treasure piled high. I cannot leave a pile of junk behind for my children to throw away.

    Spring Break…10 hours and counting!

    That’s right folks! In only ten hours, I’ll be home free, baby! Well, I hope you all are enjoying my new blog. I love it.

    If you can’t tell, I’m almost crazy right now…so full of relief that all major assignments are finished! Rock on. Well that’s about it for now. Habitat next week is gonna rock!