Thursday, January 22, 2015

Nostalgia

So there are very few things I'm nostalgic about.  (btw, here's a definition for nostalgia, I don't think I actually learned what it meant until college... "a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations.")  I am nostalgic about my granny's old house in Mississippi, my parent's house in Ft. Lauderdale, the smell of an afternoon rain coming (doesn't happen a lot in TN) to name a few.  Smell is the fastest sense to register a memory.  Before you even realize the memory bubbling up from your brain was triggered by the scent you're in it.  


Anyway, what made me think of this were my headphones.  Why?  Earwax.  Just kidding.  Over the summer (2013) Shayla borrowed my headphones all summer to use at work.  No big deal really, nothing special.  Except Shayla is a trooper and worked outdoor maintenance... in the summer... in Florida.  Naturally the headphones now smell like sunscreen and sweat.  I used to grudgingly hug her whenever she came by my door for lunch or just to say hi.  But now that I pull these headphones out of their little trendy (but handy) apple case they unlock a time capsule of memories.  I was pulling these headphones out at Starbucks, and Shayla, sitting across from me, thinks I'm studying.   But, for a few moments, I am remembering little sweaty Shayla from 18 months ago, smiling, and wanting nothing more than a hug.  Life gets busy, Spring semester is always worse than the Fall... Stop and enjoy some nostalgia from time to time and hey, give a sweaty person a hug.

Alright, back to this school junk.

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

20 Steps Make All the Difference...

Sort of an impromptu post here.  Shayla and I both have class on Tuesday night and typically we get coffee and go for a walk in order to catch up on the day, sometimes pray together, and just relax before class.  Tonight as we were on the "final approach" to our classes there was a fork in the sidewalk that led to our two respective buildings.  Normally we are running a little late (to us that means we'll make it to class on time rather than 5 minutes early lol) and therefore say goodbye and split at the fork.  But tonight it made her night that I took the extra 20 steps to walk her to her building.  I'm sure she felt loved and felt all warm and cuddly, but for me it was just a simple extra 20 steps.

When it only costs you 20 extra steps to make someone's day, do it.  Small acts of selflessness (even the ones that aren't that costly to you!) keep relationships alive and make them thrive.  True love is selflessness in large doses like Christ on the cross and in small daily doses like 20 extra steps.  One thing I have learned about love in my relationship with Shayla is the value of small, daily, even unnoticed acts of selflessness is invaluable.  Our relationship would probably quickly wither if we stopped these little acts.  If you're in a relationship, do something impromptu to serve your other half; if you're not, serve a friend.  If you really want to go the extra mile plan something specific that you can do to serve the other person, but don't do it for the recognition or for the expectation of a return on your investment.  It's not an investment, it's a sacrifice.

"Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her..." 
-Ephesians 5:25 ESV

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Eggs, Pagan Worship, and Church Shopping



Episode 2!  Listen as Ryan Brackett and I talk about the idea of church shopping and do some follow up on last week's episode about church AV production and worship. (Episode 1)


"Is Your Church Worship More Pagan than Christian?" Article



Ryan's pictures of his favorite paper-towel dispensers:





Wednesday, October 15, 2014

This is easier than blogging...

This may surprise you, I listen to a lot of podcasts.  This may not surprise you, I'm opinionated.  My friend Ryan Brackett is away in South Asia and we don't get to talk a lot.  One Saturday we finally got to FaceTime and had a really good two hour discussion.  We thought we might record it and see if other people would like it.  So, we are trying a podcast about church stuff, christian thoughts/ideas, random culture things, whatever catches our attention really... So the link is below, it's only 22 minutes, if you like it, leave a comment (either here or on soundcloud) so that we know!



Worship Arts and Paper-Towels

Link to the article we talk about.


Ryan's paper-towels:
The Good:
(I'll put some of his pictures here when he is able to get them to me, remember, he's sort of in a developing country!)



The Bad:

Friday, July 18, 2014

Rain


Rain may be one of the best fitting metaphors of God's love. It's out of our control. It falls on everything, the grass, the crops, the concrete, the buildings. Everyone needs it and the good soil needs it to grow. For soil that is ready, receptive, and maybe even thirsty for it it not only hits the surface but sinks in, and becomes part of the soil. For the concrete that is resistant to it, even it can't help but soak a little up, and it is inevitably worn down by it's pitter patter over time.
I woke up this morning to a soft gentle rain outside my open windows. It was overcast and just gently and steadily raining. It's quite possibly the most peaceful thing I could have imagined. This week has been incredibly stressful and busy and I just kept going to bed frustrated every night and a little discouraged. Then I wake up to God gently taking my hand and showing me he's bigger, he's refreshing, and he gently loves. It took me a while to get this but now I understand that sometimes God loves to give good, beautiful, and perfect gifts to the ones he loves. Sometimes for no particular reason at all other than just to make them smile.
“Take me to that place Lord
To that secret place where
Where I can be with You
You can make me like You
Wrap me in Your arms
Wrap me in Your arms
Wrap me in Your arms”

Monday, June 16, 2014

It's not about the plant.

My Dad is an avid small gardener.  He loves growing his own tomatoes, peppers, sometimes cucumbers, etc.  We live in a major metro area in the suburbs but there’s a little patch of country garden on the side of the house that is well managed and taken care of.  His pride and joy (and honestly best tasting) are the tomatoes.
He recently got some “wild Everglades tomato plants.”  Yeah, a strain of tomatoes that started growing wild in the Florida Everglades and can produce fruit much later into the year, even after it starts staying above 80 degrees at night (which is when most normal tomato plants stop producing fruit).  He said they look pretty ugly, more like a weed than a typical tomato plant.  He was skeptical at first, but about a week ago he sent me this picture. 



It produced lots of little cherry tomatoes that he said tasted great!  He sent me this text along with the picture, “It’s about the fruit, not the plant.”  He has this method of gardening that produces incredible tasting fruit; only water the plant if it is going to die.  They don't need to be watered every day, only when they need it.  It was only after he sent me that text that something clicked and I replied “Dad, that would make a great sermon illustration.”  I was thinking of John 15 and how we only survive by staying connected to the Vine, Jesus Christ.  But what is the purpose of staying connected to the vine, of being a part of this vine that is Christ and his church?  It’s not for the vine to just grow and grow and grow (although that is definitely one purpose, it’s not the primary focus), the purpose of the vine is to produce fruit.

My point in drawing this out and explaining what clicked in my head is this: when you, as a Christian, feel like you aren’t getting the nutrients you need to grow lots and lots of fruit, maybe the Father is only watering you a little bit in order to produce fewer yet “better” fruit.  Remember it is not about you, and how good you look, it’s about the fruit and the Vine first, then you.

Monday, May 5, 2014

Graduation 2014 "Alma Mater"

This is more or less the transcript of my graduation speech for the 2014 graduating class at Johnson University Florida on May 2nd, 2014.

Alma Mater is a Latin term that translates to “caring mother.”  It has been used affectionately for a student’s first college or home college since the early 1700’s in England.  Alma Mater is appropriate because it is really only at college that young men and women are away from their parents for the first time and living on their own.  The world is a harsh place and our “caring mothers” extend, to a lesser degree, the warm, safe, wonderful, protected bosom that a mother provides for her children.  She allows them to grow up and figure out who they are in the world.
            This place has been our alma mater for the past four years.  An alma mater is made up of people, lessons, memories, and mentors.  We have sat with our classmates, friends, and peers in class, chapel, D-groups, church, and apartments.  Our mentors and teachers have taught us invaluable lessons inside and outside the classroom.  But what will make this place and time stick out to us 20 years from now are the memories that we made here.  Don Miller says it like this, “good stories have memorable scenes.”  I will remember my roommates and I singing happy birthday to Ryan Brackett Sophomore year at midnight wearing funny hats and interesting costumes.  I will remember the late night conversations in the living room solving the problems of the world with my roommates.  I will remember the constant rabbit chasing in our tech meetings in LB-1.  I remember watching everyone make cardboard forts.  I remember spending hours making that colored powder at Amos’ house so that we could make it last 5 minutes for everyone to throw at each other.  I remember every semester for the past four years “Da Jesus Book” a Hawaiian translation of the Bible has been pulled out and read at every study night event in the library.  I remember the frequent late nights at Denny’s finishing a group project at the end of most semesters. 

Make a list of those memories.  Keep them in a folder where you can go back and reflect on them when you’re lonely in ministry and tired of work.  The days are against you; they will be long and trying.  This speech should typically remind you to stay focused on Jesus the rest of your life.  We have all failed to do that even here at some point because of finals or projects that occupy our minds; imagine how much easier it will be to leave Jesus by the wayside when work, bills, and a family comes into play.

This place is not only designed to be a shelter for our last stage of development but a training ground.  What have we been trained in?

Professor Bundy has taught us how to deal with not only other people’s issues, but also our own.  Somehow every class turned into a counseling session where Bundy sorted out our issues in front of the whole class and at some point managed to shout “woe is me!”

Professor Sias not only tells the best stories but has taught us how to understand and connect with people – something she does intuitively.

“Don’t be an idiot, Dwight.”  “You could say that…” “You don’t know anything about Jesus.” Yes, Dr. Hardin humbled us and taught us his love of READING the Bible and studying it.  He trained us to be critical in our interpretation, challenged our preconceived notions, and explored and explained the full story and context.  He taught us whom Jesus really is and definitely made sure those who ventured to learn Greek were kept humble.

Dr. Hartley taught us how to understand the power of a good story, and that if we want to be taken seriously as Christians, that we need to learn how to communicate well.

Dr. Peters with his soul piercing blue eyes and question “how are you?” taught us how to defend our faith, understand why we believe what we believe.  He gave us previews of what we will encounter in the world we are entering into.  More than that, he taught us to give the benefit of the doubt and to always have compassion along with wisdom. 

Dr. Ritchie taught us that if we don’t want to repeat history and make the same mistakes as previous generations we have to understand what happened and why.  His vocabulary is only rivaled by his repertoire of pithy one-liners.

Doc Smith has forgotten more about the Old Testament than I will ever learn and he has written more books on it than I’ve ever read.

Each of these professors, and the ones I have not mentioned, has contributed to different facets of our education.  They have passed down knowledge, helped us understand how to solve problems (interpersonally and intrapersonally), and taught us how to study, learn, and teach this generation and the next about Jesus.

We are leaving this safe place of our alma mater and venturing out into the real world, where Bryce can’t help you make a payment plan since you don’t have enough money to pay for things right away.  Where you actually have to pay for A/C, Internet, TV, water, etc.  But more than that, we are going into a world where we are increasingly the minority.  Morality, absolute truth, traditional family structures, work ethic are all changing and we are on the shrinking side of the arena.

These people behind me are passing the baton on to us.  Now we have to stand and take our place in the world.  We have to teach others not just knowledge we have acquired but how to learn, think critically, interpret, etc.  We have to preach the Gospel to this generation.  We have to counsel those who are hurting and fighting with one another.  We have to lead people before the very throne of the Father while not getting in the way ourselves.  We have to be light to the world in a time when it is desperately needed.

In the midst of lesson plans, sermon writing, worship set planning, helping people work through issues, and just work in general we cannot forget that we ourselves are unfinished, incomplete.  We have to “continue to work out our faith with fear and trembling” (Phil. 2:12). 

Christianity, is in essence, about becoming more like Christ.  In story terms this is called “character development.”  Character development does not happen in a void any more than a piece of metal becomes a sword by sitting in the sun.

Graduation speeches are supposed to be encouraging and uplifting saying we can conquer the world!  But leaving here is more like Bilbo leaving the Shire than the 300 leaving Sparta.  Friends we are leaving “home” and venturing into a whole new arena.

Satan is always going to be against us, and honestly if he’s not, you’re probably not shaking him up enough and need to work harder.  Satan will attack us through pride, loneliness, lust, laziness, insignificant arguments and distractions like getting too caught up in where the flowers should be placed on stage, that the sound guy didn’t unmute the mic quick enough, or didn’t preview that video that he played on the screen of the chapman center during the middle of a class banquet…
            One of my favorite writers is Donald Miller and in my D-group here with Jordan Stancil, Robby Williams, Tony Webb, and DJ Rodeffer we had it drilled into our head that “every good story has conflict.”  There are around 12 words for the concept of trial, test, persecution, or conflict in the New Testament. They appear a combined number of 217 times in the New Testament alone.[1]  We read our Bibles right friends?  So why are we surprised when we face trials?  It shouldn’t come as a surprise!
“In this you rejoice, though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been grieved by various trials, so that the tested genuineness of your faith—more precious than gold that perishes though it is tested by fire—may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ.” (1 Pet. 1:6-7)
            “Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness.  And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.” (James 1:2-4)
            “If the world hates you, know that it has hated me before it hated you. (Jn 15:18)
            “If they persecuted me, they will also persecute you.” (Jn 15:20)
            “I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace.  In the world you will have tribulation.  But take heart; I have overcome the world.” (Jn 16:33)

            “I have said all these things to you to keep you from falling away.  They will put you out of the synagogues (out of society).  Indeed, the hour is coming when whoever kills you will think he is offering service to God (and humanity).  And they will do these things because they have not known the Father, nor me.  But I have said these things to you, that when their hour comes you may remember that I told them to you.” (Jn. 16:1-4)

And that isn’t everything!  I could go into Nehemiah how everyone was working on the wall with weapon in one hand tool in the other or Job who’s entire life and story focuses a period of suffering.  Don’t shy away from conflict, friends. 

I know that I am proud to be a Sun of Johnson University Florida.  Character development has been difficult enough here in this protective place; I can only imagine what it will be like when we leave…  But more trial presents more opportunity to become more like Christ.  That intimidates me.  We can’t conquer the world, but we belong to someone who already has and has adopted us as his own family, and in that we have confidence and hope.  We also have confidence in the instruction we have received by the men and women seated behind me.  We must leave our caring mother, we must push forward, and we must continue the kingdom work that has been set before us.

Ephesians 3:20-21 “Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen.

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[1] πειρασμος (21), πειραζω (39), δοχιμαζω (22), δοχιμή (8), κατακρίνο (18), θλῖψις (45), θραύω (1), καταδιναστεύω (2), πνίγω (3),  διώκω (45),  ἐκδιώκω (1), Διωγμόσ (10).