Something New

I have had this blog for a while. I like it, but I must admit I have been less than spectacularly inspired to keep it going. The problem was simple enough. It needed focus.

The solution was simple too. Take a wander over to my new blog thewarpedmirror.com AKA The Warped Mirror

If you have been following this blog in the past, please update your book marks, links etc.

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Questions

I recently read a facebook post that basically said, we can find all the answers in the Bible. Here is my response

As a pastor, I am uncomfortable when some one says, “the answer is in the Bible.” The answer to what? Our questions? I think not. The Pharisees tried to get Jesus to answer their questions. Jesus responded by asking them His questions. The Bible teaches us the questions God desires for us to ask and answers those questions, often leaving our questions unanswered. Indeed, our questions often must remain unanswered because they seek to judge God. “God how can you…” is a judgement. Who are we to judge God. We ought to approach the scriptures with only one question, “God what do you want me to understand?”

Community or Consumer

I was tempted to subtitle this post, “adventures in condo living” in response to some recent events I have had the dubious pleasure of enduring, however it is a far broader topic than that.

First a disclaimer of sorts. We are all consumers. To live we must consume. In the very least, we consume air, water, food. Most of us consume shelter and unless you live in very primitive conditions, we consume all sorts of comforts. Most of the comforts, not to mention food, has probably been provided by some one else. Even that loaf of bread you bought at the store has involved bakers, farmers, truckers, miners – yes miners, where did you think the steel in the farm equipment came from – and a whole host of other people we will probably never meet even if did we know they were some how distantly involved in that loaf of bread. We live in community. We can’t escape it. I suppose if we want to live like a cave man hermit using handmade stone tools, but face it, you had a mother and father. You are alive because of community.

The question I am grappling with is one of posture (for lack of a better term). Is our primary posture one of community or consumer? Let me explain what I mean or at least I will try to explain what I think I mean.

If our primary posture is what I am calling here, “community,” we live in a way that intentionally contributes to the community we live in and even beyond, though we may well have know idea how far the reach is. For example, living in a condo, I have the choice of whether or not I will seek to look after my neighbours and perhaps even help them by volunteering on the condo board. As a community minded person, I choose to volunteer. There are other more obvious examples such as those who volunteer in schools, coach kids sports teams, volunteer search and rescue, shovelling the snow off your elderly neighbour’s walk…the list is nearly endless.

Not all community postures are so obvious. Some offer a services that balance community and consuming, such as a baker. A baker provides a need for the community and receives money to buy other services or products. Yet even here, a baker can make the choice to view what he or she does as a service for the good of the community. Alternatively, the baker could see it simply as a means to get money to satisfy their personal desires, in which case they are primarily a consumer of the community. In some warped sense, the community exists for their needs. This is what I am calling here a “consumer” posture.

A “consumer” posture is one where what one receives from the community matters more than contributing to the community. In it’s extreme we have theft and fraud where the perpetrator takes with no care or concern for those he or she takes from. A less extreme and far more legal example, is the person who works hard to earn money while not being concerned about how it impacts the community. Most “consumers,” however, are far more subtle than that. They live in the community aware of how they impact others. They are good neighbours. They probably work hard and care for their own family. In that sense, they are community minded, but their community is small, restricted to those who are closest. More to the point, their community is restricted to those who give back to them. There is the problem, they primarily consume larger community in order to enjoy their restricted community. They are part of a very small community that consumes the larger community.

Let me flush that out a little more. I live in a condo. Some of my neighbours freely give their time and abilities to look after the property as a whole. Some do not have the health to do much. Others expect others to look after their property, but demonstrate little concern for others. Volunteering? Not a chance. They are too busy,  they have better things to do – no end of reasons, most which are dubious at best. We are all busy people. Some make time, others consume what ever they can get from others. Don’t misunderstand me. These are often great people. Fine neighbours. Just don’t expect them to do anything for others unless there is something significant in it that makes it worth while for them personally or for their immediate family.

There are other ways we see this too that may not be so obvious. For example, you are driving down the highway with many others who are generally obeying the speed limit and driving in a way that respects the lives of those around them. They are looking after their mobile and transient community. Yes, when you get in your car you are participating in a transient community. Then along comes Mr. Selfish weaving in and out of traffic trying to get ahead of the line with little or no regard for the safety of the others on the road. At best, the highway is something to be consumed and others on the road a nuisance. The fact that the road only exists because the community contributes financially to building and constructed it…I guess that doesn’t matter to some people.

Being a consumer or community postured person is ultimately a matter of how you view other people. Do you primarily value what they can give you or what you can give them? Do you see others as a means to happiness, or your self as the means to give happiness to others? Of course there is no pure altruism. When we give to others we also receive, at least most of the time. Sometimes all we receive is criticism, but often we benefit from living in a better community. Being a “consumer” then is not so much “consuming,” as it is the absence of intentionally contributing to the good of the community. Are you a contributor or just a consumer?

Romans 13:9  For the commandments, "You shall not commit adultery, You shall not murder, You shall not steal, You shall not covet," and any other commandment, are summed up in this word: "You shall love your neighbor as yourself."

Maybe it’s time to start loving our neighbours. Just a thought.

The Church, Anger and Cupcakes

A friend of mine and fellow pastor, Marvin Penner, posted a link on face book to an article by Scott Boren titled “Are You Angry at the Church.” If you have ever been disappointed by church, I highly recommend it.

In sum, Scott Boren tells the story of his own journey from a youth in the church who learned to play the church game. He did all the right stuff and looked the part, or at least close enough to it, to fly under the radar. Then in college, he had what he called a “radical encounter with God.” Basically he made the jump from empty religion to a vital relationship with God.

Then came the anger. In his words…

I wanted to know why the people in my life—those who had listened to my stories about depression, those who had seen me struggle to prove myself to others, those who had observed my judgmentalism and critical spirit—never said anything.

While my advanced ability to cover up my inner life was one of the reasons for this reality, I also quickly saw that there was another problem. I had learned to perform according to the rules of the church. I knew how to do the church game. And I was good at it. And the church system rewarded me for it.

Scott’s experience is all too common. We have a generation – or is it generations? – that are angry with the church. Their hurts are real, although I’m not always sure that we get past the symptoms to the root cause. To some extent, the gospel they have been taught seems at odds with the church they have experienced. As Scott points out, many books have been written of late that dump all over the “traditional institutional” church as if they are the sole cause of the world’s problems.

Some of the complaints have merit even if not always graciously presented. Other complaints…some days I just want to say,’ get over it cup cake, it isn’t about you and your pettiness.’ Of course, that would be equally ungracious even though Jesus was no less pointed to the religious “we’ve got the answer” folks. Yes, I am suggesting that some of the church bashers out there are as judgmental and self assured as the Scribes and Pharisees of Jesus’ day.

In fairness, many who are struggling with the church as they have experienced it, are not caught up in hating and bashing the typical meet on Sunday, songs, sermons, offering, go home and carry on with life church experience. They just know that something is missing. Just attending the Sunday church event has left them unimpressed…rightly so.

This is where I feel a particular kindred heart with Scott Boren. Although our journeys have been very different, I think we have both been at this same place where we knew something was missing, and we became hurt and angry. I remember as a new Christian in my twenties that it took only a year or so to realize something wasn’t right. Over the next several years, moving to an new city and new church experiences, it slowly began to get resolved, although it is still a work in progress.

Fortunately – oops, I mean by God’s grace, I also experienced the best side of the church, where Sunday services were wonderful celebrations, times of intense prayer for those in need and faithful teaching. During the week we had close fellowship with other believers and a sense of participating in God’s mission.

It was there at Willingdon Church in Burnaby British Columbia that I responded to the call (I jokingly call it my mid life crisis) to pastoral ministry and ended up the pastor of the considerably smaller Clareview Community Church in Edmonton Alberta.

My response to the disappointments with the church that I felt in my early adult hood was ultimately to engage in the Church and make a difference. Please note that I made that a capital ‘C’ Church.  By that I mean Christ’s Church, not just the local organization although that is important too. I will come back to that, but let me tell you of a couple of turning points in my life.

Without going into unnecessary details, several years ago, long before perusing pastoral ministry, I helped to coordinate a large inter-church event at the church we were part of. The speaker was good, but…there were issues. I recall sitting down with the senior pastor afterwards to debrief. In the course of our excellent conversation about the event I came to realize two important things. First, church work can be messy and second, those who lead the church are human. I know that may not sound like a profound revelation, but face it, our expectations of churches and leaders are often inhumane and quasi divine. For the record, I totally agreed with the senior pastor’s assessment of the event. It was also very encouraging to know that pastoral life was complicated (it made it human). Sometimes things in ministry are messy and that’s OK.

The other event was more like a season of life when I went through some personal challenges that shook me to the core. There is nothing quite as enjoyable as discovering that you are falling apart – yes that was sarcasm. Skipping the details, it left me with little patience for glib pat answers. Life is messy. Our best sucks. Whatever the outer veneer looks like, it is what is underneath that is the substance of our lives. Sometimes that substance is flimsy. The church is like that too.

Apart from Jesus Christ, we are doomed. That goes for the church too. The problem as I see it is that many Christians, myself included, spend a lot of time on the veneer and not enough time on the substance. Face it, that is our human nature. From our childhood on we are taught to “suck it up and be a man,” or whatever girls are told. We are taught to put on a mask, polish the veneer and hope the substance will catch up or at least not be found out. It’s sort of like the salesman wearing the fake expensive watch to impress clients hoping that one day he can afford the real thing. Personally I find that kind of spiritual veneer putrid…now if only I wasn’t part of the problem.

That leads me back to the topic of the day. We have probably all heard the cliché, “if you aren’t part of the solution you are part of the problem.” There is a lot of truth in that.

As I see it, the biggest problem with the church, thinking of the traditional North American church, is that for many, “church” has become a weekly event instead of the body that gathers weekly. It is an ontological problem. The church has it’s being in an event to celebrate Jesus Christ, rather than in Jesus Christ 24/7. Celebrating Jesus and learning about Him is good, but it is not the substance. Too often we replace being part of the body, the community of believers in relationship with Jesus Christ and one another, with showing up at an event. Hear me, the event is good, but it is not the sum total.

I don’t know of one pastor who is at peace with this. Every pastor I talk to desires for the church to be the relational ministering body that is the Church with Jesus as the head. Most pastors I know, including my self, see the Sunday gathering as an important event in the weekly life of the church. Face it, it is the only time many can gather. It is worth something.

However, watching a hockey game does not make you a hockey player. You might enjoy it, maybe even enjoy it with friends, and even learn something, but that’s the end of it. Being a Christian means lacing up the skates, getting on the ice and taking your bumps and bruises. Most of all, it takes commitment. No one plays in the big leagues with out a lot of hours invested and sacrifices made.

The great temptation of the church is for people to confuse the event in the life of the church, for the life of the church. Every hockey player watches hockey, if only from the bench and game tapes. However, the game is played on the ice. As Christians, we ought to enjoy the celebrating and worshipping with others, but that is the reward for working hard the rest of the week as servants of Jesus Christ. That is the substance of living the Christian life.

In some sense, by perpetuating the traditional Sunday gathering we perpetuate the problem. I know of many people who have and are fighting back against this by ditching the traditional Sunday “worship service.” I don’t blame them. Even as a pastor of a traditional-ish church, I feel like that some days. I hear their call to build a solid foundation of relationship and ministry. I hear their call for spiritual intimacy and authentic Christian lives. I hear their call to know that someone cares and is willing to be the hands and feet of Jesus in their lives.

I have no doubt that our typical Sunday gatherings do precious little to make that happen. The questions is, why do we expect them to? Why do we expect meeting together for and hour or so on Sunday morning to fulfill our deep spiritual needs? Could it be that the reason why so many seem to be unsatisfied with “church” is that they treat Sunday mornings as a spiritual fix like a drug that can be taken once a week to get a spiritual high? After while the drug no longer satisfies and they go looking for a new, more exciting spiritual drug?

Let’s be honest, not many of us would eat one meal a week if we had a choice. We understand that eating and drinking is part of our daily lives. Jesus said in John 6:35  … “I am the bread of life; whoever comes to me shall not hunger, and whoever believes in me shall never thirst.” There is rich meaning to this, but we ought not miss the obvious, eating and drinking are daily necessities.

The problem with the “traditional institutional” church is not so much what it isn’t, but our bizarre expectations of it. A Sunday service and all the excellent programs will never make up for a lack of daily spiritual vitality. Sunday services and mid week programs can facilitate and even augment relationships and spiritual intimacy, but they are not the substance. The substance is in our own hearts, minds and souls.

I appreciate what Scott had to day near the end of his article…

It’s time to move beyond our anger and hurt. It’s time to move beyond what we are against. I believe we can still create space to allow the Spirit to reshape the church in new ways without having to hold on to that anger. And we don’t have to be afraid of the fact that traditional forms of church life will remain intact.

Whether you choose to be part of a traditional church, a house church or a network of small groups is of little concern to me as long as you realize two things.

First, as a believer you are part of The Church, the body. To distance yourself from other believers is to divorce yourself from Jesus Christ because He is the head of the body. A chopped off finger will rot and decay. The finger needs the body even if it is imperfect.

Second, understand that no form of gathering will satisfy your spiritual longings. Sooner or later it just becomes the new tradition complete with the realization that something is missing. Might as well figure out what is missing and fix it instead of building a new veneer. The substance is living in Christ and in His Church, serving Him in the world daily.

Oh  yeah…that leads to a third thing. If you get this figured out, the church needs you. Live your life so we can see it and learn from it.

Da Vinci on Form and Limitation

“Da Vinci on Form and Limitation” may not be the most compelling title, but stick with me for a moment.

In “The Notebooks of Leonardo Da Vinci,” he wrote,

That which is no part of any body is called nothing. That which has no limitations, has no form.

To be clear, Da Vinci is talking about painting. His somewhat pedantic consideration of points, lines, and forms in painting is part of a discussion of the eye, how we see, and how that must translate to the painting. I wonder, however, if we might apply the concept far beyond the two dimensional world of the canvas and apply it to the vastness of creation it self.

In the opening verses of the book of Genesis in it reads,

1  In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.  2 The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters (Genesis 1:1-2, ESV).

“Without form and void.” Those are interesting words for sure and all the more in light of what Da Vinci wrote. albeit with a different motive in mind.

Let me just get to the point. Creation as we know it exists only in its limitations. A tree is only a tree because it is constrained by the limitations of what a tree is. A particular species of tree is of that species because it is limited. If a Pine tree presumed to grow leaves like those of an Oak tree, it would no longer be a Pine tree. In the same way a human is a human because they are similarly limited. If we grew antlers and wings we would be strange creatures indeed. These things are obvious enough.

However, if we back up to the prolegma of creation, the time of formlessness and void, daring to apply Da Vinci’s insight, we see nothing. It is nothing because it is not yet limited (arguably there are already some limitations in Genesis 1:1). Being limitless it has immeasurable potential to be something, but in boundless chaos, or so it must appear to us, we have nothing more than the potential of something. It is only by constraining and limiting that potential that we have something. God created the potential for something and then limited it that we might have something.

Now do not presume that I would mean this of God, for God is uncreated thus not subject to the necessity of limited creation. Gog is limitless, without form as a human has form. That is, unless God so chooses to limit Himself as He did in Jesus Christ.

  5 …Jesus,  6 who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped,  7 but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men.  8 And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross (Philippians 2:5-8, ESV).

The form of God but not equal to God. In the form of a servant, in human form. This is the remarkable unlimited God who limited Him self that we might see Him, know Him and be reconciled to Him.

We who exist only in our limitedness can not become equal to God since as created beings we must become nothing if all limitations are cast off. The great lie in the garden that we could be like God is absurd as it is foolish. To presume to leap over that divide is to become nothing (understand that I am not suggesting any sort of nihilism, merely pointing out the absurdity of the presumption).

If there is a point to this whimsical philosophical rambling, it is this. Rejoice in your limitation, for with out it, you would be nothing. To have unlimited potential is to be nothing. While we might push the boundaries of our limits and have certain freedom within those boundaries to the extent that God has permitted, we can no more cease to be who and what we are than a dog who wants to be a cat. Not that any self respecting dog would want that.

PS – This dear Kraus and Dawkin, limitation is why there is something rather than nothing.

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Leonardo Da Vinci, compiled and edited by Jean Paul Richter, The Notebooks of Leonardo Da Vinci, Vol. 1, Gutenberg