A Terrible Weight

Genesis 3 makes it abundantly clear that sin—disobedience, literally, “missing the mark”—comes with a hefty price. Adam and Eve eat the forbidden fruit and get booted from Paradise faster than a meat-eater at a PETA convention, thereby ruining the chance of everyone getting to walk around naked and unashamed…dang it. Three chapters later the world makes God sad because they won’t stop killing each other (no modern equivalent to this). So God hits the refresh button and wipes out all but a dozen people and a floating zoo full of animals in the mother of all rainstorms: 40 days and nights of rain, which is like living in Seattle (but without the flannel shirts and Nirvana cover bands). Skip way ahead, a long, long, long time to Exodus. The Israelites are put into 400 years of bondage for no other reason than they are really good at the whole “be fruitful and multiply” thing (you know, sex). Too numerous. Might rise up and overthrow Pharaoh. Solution: slavery. Enter Moses. Leads them out of the slavery after pimp-slapping Egypt for Pharaoh’s hard-heartedness…and for his being kind of a douchebag. Later, Moses strikes a rock in the desert with his staff (inadvertently inventing the game of stickball), water flows and Moses gets locked out of the Promise Land because he made God mad.

Our consequences today wear a different face, but the weight is still more than we were meant to bear. As I’ve become slightly more aged and vaguely wiser I’ve noticed with much trepidation the effect my sins have had and continue to have on other people. We think our sin affects only us, but we don’t live in a vacuum. We live in relationship and community. Scripture says that the effects of sin are felt to the 3rd and 4th generation. The life of King David is telling of this truth. And I can tell you that watching your sins affect those around you, frankly, sucks. The only way I can describe it is “heart-sadness.” It’s the kind of sadness that affects your body. Your whole body seems stuck in a state of melancholy. Couple that with an ever-increasing awareness of one’s own shortcomings and you begin to feel like you are buried under a heaping pile of rubble.

But…

There in that rubble with you is Jesus, who understands burdens and the weight of sin, who can lead you out into freedom, life and better days full of hope and a desire for His Way. The road isn’t easy and the gate is exceedingly narrow (and few find it). You want to give up or, worse, live halfway between both realities. But deep down you know you can’t. so with the Spirit working in you, the difficult, arduous task of digging out, rebuilding and repairing begins.

And each day the weight becomes a little less.

shalom, matt

I Leave It To Him

From Monsignor Quixote by Graham Greene:

“Without much hope [Monsignor Quixote] opened the book a second time, but this time he was rewarded, although the paragraph he had fixed on began discouragingly. ‘Have I have in my life made a good confession? Has God pardoned me? Am I in a good or a bad state?’ He was tempted to close the book but he read on. ‘I at once reply: God wishes to conceal all that from me, so that I may blindly abandon myself to His mercies. I do not wish to know what He does not wish to show me and I wish to proceed in the midst of whatever darkness He may plunge me into. It is His business to know the state of my progress, mine to occupy myself with Him alone. He will take care of all the rest; I leave it to Him.’

 

Thoughts on the Day After November 4th

  • It was nice to see an election where gay marriage, abortion and religion were not the deciding factors and were barely even mentioned.
  • James Dobson and the "religious right" were strangely silent during this election year (thankfully and mercifully). 
  • I don't care what side of the aisle you're on, or what state you're from, electing the first African-American president is a huge freaking deal. 50 years ago America was still drinking out of seperate water fountains and shooting civil rights leaders. Slightly historic, wouldn't you say?
  • Did anyone else notice that the media only seemed to be interviewing African-Americans in regards to Obama during the election coverage? You would think, based on the media coverage, that no one but African-Americans voted for Obama. I found it strange.
  • I'm sure the media have more info than we do but it was odd that they were calling states with less than 1% of the votes tabulated. Some of the races even showed the projected winner losing based on the tabulated votes to that point. Made me a little nervouse that we'd have a repeat of the 2000 Florida fiasco.
  • So how long will it take for Sarah Palin to drop back into relative obscurity? Wait...what? You mean she already has? Well, that was quick.
  • I may dislike McCain but I thought his concession speech was very gracious and heartfelt.
  • By the way, McCain supporters in Phoenix, the booing at Obama' name was very, very classy. Just the height of maturity. I've seen Bill Belicheck be more gracious about losing than you were.
  • It says a lot about the pulse of the country that Obama won traditionally "red" states, like Indiana. I think people actually see in him a chance for a new direction in Washington. That's encouraging. God knows what's going on there now isn't working.
  • I vehemetly dislike Bush as a President but I thought it was kind of him to invite the Obama's to the White House. I get the sense that, while he is a lousy president, George would be fun to drink a beer and shoot skeet with.
  • Anyone else notice that Obama mentioned humility? We could use some of that in D.C.
  • I've never seen a man, particularly in politics, with as much of a commanding, energizing, uniting presence as Obama. 
  • Obama's election began instantaneously repairing our standing in eyes of the world. Don't believe me? Check out some internatinale newspapers online and tell me they aren't glad to be rid of the Bush Administration's destructive "we're right/you're wrong" philosophy. One headline from a former ally: Welcome Back, Friend.
  • May the next four years (eight, hopefully) erase the devastation of the last eight.
shalom, matt

Side Effects

During lunch at work, between the hours of 11:00-12:00, on the TV in the break room, you will find The Price Is Right (sans Bob Barker). While watching said game show you are inundated with commercials every ten minutes or so. The commercials seem to be of two flavors: 1) that guy who used to sell Quaker Oats but is now trying to hock term life insurance or diabetes testing supplies; or 2) drug companies hocking their latest fix-it-all medication. I’ve noticed that probably around 60-70% of the commercials are for these medications, covering a broad spectrum of illnesses and conditions: depression, anxiety, constipation, asthma, sleeplessness, arthritis, joint pain, erectile disfunction, STDs, high cholesterol, high blood pressure, etc. Pick a problem and there is probably an over-priced drug for it. What is hilarious is listening to the full 20 seconds of warnings and side effects and potential risks involved in taking the medication. Here is a list of some of the effects from various medictions:

Less serious risks include:

  • Nausea
  • Vomiting
  • Diarrhea
  • Constipation
  • Sleeplessness
  • Drowsiness
  • Headaches
  • Dry mouth
  • Acne
  • Blurred vision
  • Runny nose
  • Clogged nose
  • Half runny, half clogged nose
  • Bacon cravings
  • A desire to practice naked yoga in your driveway
  • Playing possum
  • Listening to Dido albums

Moderate to severe risks include:

  • Respiratory infections
  • Trouble breathing
  • Low blood pressure
  • Thoughts of suicide
  • Heart attack
  • Stroke
  • Blood clots
  • Severe bleeding
  • Kidney failure
  • Liver failure
  • Ulcers
  • Erections lasting over 4 hours
  • Weakened immune system
  • “Fatal condition resulting from…” (seriously, this was a side effect for some medication)
  • Desire to watch The Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood
  • Inexplicable attraction to Bette Midler
  • Longing to celebrete Michael Bolton’s entire music catalogue

Rare, but really, really nasty risks include:

  • Pregnancy (especially in males)
  • Eternal damnation of the soul
  • Loss of firstborn son (Egyptians only)
  • Genetic mutation
  • Decaptiation
  • Growth of extra limbs
  • Alien abduction and probing
  • Increased desire to vote McCain/Palin

If you or a loved one are taking medication and experience any of these side effects, please, consult a physician.

 

 

Advertising and the Church

I haven’t complained about churches in quite awhile, mainly due to the fact that I attend a couple different churches that aren’t corporately retarded and understand that there is more to church than simply getting bigger. But I digress. I don’t intend to complain here, only to make some observations about how the church markets itself to the world in the attempt to make itself more appealing and desirable.

Marketing is an interesting phenomenon. My brother is fond of saying that the goal of advertising is to “polish a turd and convince you it’s a diamond.” But, as he says, “a turd is still a turd even if itwears a tuxedo.” The fact is that marketing works. What the product looks like, where it is placed in the store—in the aisle and on the shelf—and what you perceive the product can do for you is far more important than what the product actually does. The goal is to sell the product. This is what marketing is about.

And to be honest, it works on me sometimes. You, too, I’m willing to guess. I buy chips and mints all the time based on 1) packaging (what catches my eye) and 2) flavor. I just bought a Wii, somewhat impulsively (we’d thought about it for a couple weeks), based at least partly on the advertising I’ve seen on T.V. I started working part-time for a company recently that stocks trading cards at Wal-Marts, near the checkout lanes. The whole section of sports, Pokemon, Yu-Gi-Oh, etc. is arranged in a specific way to highlight popular products. Having spent 3 rather unsuccessful months as a car salesman I realized that much of marketing is about making the customer feel something towards the product, whether it be shampoo, food, or a $45000 Ram 3500. If a salesman or advertiser can make you feel a sense of need ad ownership then they have won 90% of the battle. Whether the shampoo might make your hair smell like a fragrant horse rectum or that car might lose a wheel 3 miles down the road is secondary to how it makes you feel to buy it. Call it form over function or substance.

What seems to be more and more the case (at least I’ve unscientifically discovered) is that the most effective products are often times the least advertised. This isn’t a general sweeping statement as some highly stylized products actually deliver. I recently purchased some lotion to keep in my locker at work. When you work with towel all day and are constantly wiping your hands with sanitizing wipes they get a little on the dry side. Most lotions smell horrid: to strong and fragrant, to womanly, to “lotiony.” This lotion, called simply “Corn Husker Lotion,” is the best, non-smelly lotion I’ve ever used. This is a product with zero advertising and a simply bottle, with a simply label, with a simple lotion that delivers.

Biblically speaking, you could probably make a case for Satan being the first advertising executive (not that all advertisers are Satanic). In the Garden the serpent convinces Eve that she “won’t surely die,” that her “eyes will be opened,” and she’ll “be like God, knowing good from evil.” Never mind the utter destruction that would be wrought by eating the fruit and the fact that God said, “Don’t freaking eat it,” Eve is convinced, seeing that the fruit was pleasing to the eye, she took and ate.

The Church, seeking relevance in an ever-changing, post-modern world, has replaced true discipleship with marketing and programming as the primary means of  “reaching” into the world. The goal, despite what may be stated, is not the ushering in of the kingdom, nor the transformation of lives, but convincing the world that “our” church has what you need to complete your life: self-help groups, child care, a “killer” youth ministry, a rocking worship band, and a “pastor who wears jeans” (I actually saw a church advertise this once). It isn’t that these things are bad in and of themselves (though I’m not sure your pastor’s wardrobe has much to do with anything); it’s that they aren’t the point. Churches that advertise the crap out themselves don’t always have the message to back up the boasting. Too often the church is a “turd in a tuxedo.” No substance. All style (bad style). Fancy buildings, slick advertising, expensive youth rooms, free coffee and the like can’t hide for long the “turdiness” of a church. Three of the most effective churches I know of can only be found by those who want to find them. They are found mainly through relationships, disciples reaching out to their neighbors and drawing them into the community of faith. Yes, they have websites telling you what they offer, but the focus is not on convincing you to come to them. Instead they are “going into the world,” bringing people into the community instead of simply waiting to be found, or convincing you that what you need is right through their doors.

I’m certainly not saying that churches shouldn’t let people know what they are doing and what help they offer, nor am I suggesting that churches that advertise are the demon spawn of Satan. What I’m advocating substance over form, depth over dimensions, relationships over billboards. Far to often what is offered varies wildly from what is “given.” Worse, there are times when the means contradict the end. The message of Jesus gets lost or watered down by world-like methods of bringing people into the church.

Here’s the point: the Church has to be more than slick advertising. It has to be about the kingdom come “on earth as it is in heaven.” It has to be about life-giving. It must be live out in its body the death and resurrection of Jesus.

shalom, matt

New Features

Just added a couple new features to the ol' bloggarino. If you will scroll down you will find under the blog archive two pictures, one from National Geographic Pic of the Day and one from the Astronomy Pic of the Day. Mostly it's pointless but pictures are cool and I was bored. 


shalom, matt

Strands Runnin' Through the Ol' Duder's Head

Was Murdoch really the brains behind the A-Team? Perhaps his sheer genius drove him insane (or perhaps it was the Vietnam War).

For some inexplicable reason I have a craving to wear pants made of velour.

Factory life is getting a bit tedious, predictable, and irritating. Not as glamorous as it seems.

I wonder what God is planning for my future. Maybe I should ask…

Mirrors make you look more muscular than you really are. I like mirrors.

How does the “don’t throw pearls before swine” passage relate to the Church? To the disciple? To the world?

If the government has $700 billion to bail out irresponsible, greedy banks, then why don’t they have it for healthcare?

I’m betraying my vote here but McCain/Palin may be the scarier of a ticket than Bush/Cheney (don’t like them either).

We may well be witnessing the steady downfall of America. Disagree? The Romans didn’t think Rome would fall either. Oops.

I haven’t quite learned to fall asleep standing up but I’m going to keep trying.

When will the Church realize that the U.S. Government is not their Savior, Counselor, Guide, or ________________________.

Just think what would happen if the world’s population actually sought the good of their neighbor over themselves…

I like my new Skechers.

I have no idea where my relationship with God is at this moment. Can’t even begin to explain to anyone how it is.

I miss youth ministry.

I don’t miss youth ministry.

They started playing music over the speaker system at work. I suppose it’s to “boost morale.” I might be boosted if 95% of it didn’t suck.

I’m not sure anything helps boost morale during a 12 hour shift.

There may not be anything more useless than 6-year-olds practicing soccer. It’s like herding crack-addicted baby kittens with hyper-activity.

I’d love a dog, if said dog came with someone who walked it and cleaned up its offal for me.

Waiting

All throughout the written Word we find psalmists, prophets, and ordinary Joes and Janes declaring that they will wait on God, wait on His salvation, on His help to come and rescue them. The Exodus is characterized by 400 freaking years of waiting, entire generations being born into, living through, and dying in slavery—with no word from God. We sang a song a couple Sundays ago in church that says, “Strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord.” This got me thinking and meditating on the concept of waiting, specifically as it relates to overcoming temptations. All of us get caught in moments of temptation. During these times we have two possible responses: 1) give in, or 2) cry out to God for help. Admittedly there are times I choose option one simply because it’s easier than fighting against it. I’ve come to realize something though about option two and, at first, it bothered me until I realized what God might be doing. Have you ever cried out for help, sometimes repeatedly, and after a short while simply given up and returned to option one? Did it feel like no help came, like God was on a smoke break, leaving you to flounder and fail? What if, on the other hand, help was coming, the Spirit revving up to come to our aid, to rescue us with a renewed strength? What if we just didn’t wait long enough? I think that in the waiting God is looking into our hearts, assessing, as it were, our commitment, our passion for holiness. God is asking, so it seems, “Do you really want to overcome? Are you willing to allow Me to wait, to grow you through the temptation? Will you hold on long enough for me to arrive? Or will you give up, never realizing I was preparing to knock on your door?” Like the song says, I think strength starts to rise, to gain strength in us, as we wait. Are we willing to wait for God to show up? Scripture time and again points to a God who shows up in the nick of time, when all hope seems lost, when we are grasping the very last strands of rope, as we wait for one more second (and one more and one more and one more…)

Will you and I wait?

shalom, matt

Darkness

It is crucial that Jesus is led by the Spirit [into the desert to be tempted]. There are two wildernesses, two darknesses in the spiritual journey. One you go into by your own stupidity, by your sin, blindness, ignorance and mistakes. We all do that. But there’s another darkness that God leads us into, through and beyond. This is a necessary darkness for the journey. In a certain sense, God’s darkness is a much better teacher than light. There  comes a time when you have to either go deeper into faith or you will turn back, when you have to live without knowing or you lose faith altogether. So we have the Spirit leading Jesus into the wilderness, to face the essential darkness.  __From Jesus’ Plan for a New World by Richard Rohr__

shalom, matt

Fashion 101

This may be the greatest thing to ever hit a fashion show runway. 

Come on, females, you know that you want to rush out to Macy's and buy this for your next dinner party. Am I right? Who's with me?