Archive for September, 2007

Invisible Children/Uganda Trip

My friend (and blog support staff) Greg Kendall-Ball is going back to Africa.

This time he’s going as a photographer to work with Invisible Children. He plans to spend his vacation time in January in Northern Uganda documenting various IC projects like the children who make bracelets, the schools program, and their work in IDP camps. He’ll also help teach some basic photography skills to these children with the Listen to My Pictures organization.

This is a volunteer effort, and Greg needs help raising travel funds. You can read about his trip at his blog (this post and this page), and he has a PayPal link set up to donate. Anyone giving $50 or more gets an 8×10 print of one of his photos, if they want it!

Highland has also agreed to collect funds, so if you want to send a check and get a tax-deductible donation receipt, we can do that.

Please go read about this trip, and about the excellent work Invisible Children is doing in that part of the world.

The Law of Christ

Despite Paul’s insistence in Galatians that we are not set right with God or spiritually formed by the law, he makes these statements:

“The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love.”

“Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ.”

A couple helpful insights: the first from Ben Witherington and the second from N. T. Wright.

“The phrase ‘the law of Christ’ first and foremost refers to the cruciform and resurrection pattern of the life of Jesus, which is to be replicated in the lives of Christ’s followers by the work of the Spirit and by imitation.”

“It is not a bare faith, simply giving credence to a set of beliefs. It is a faith that works — but not with ‘the works of the law’. . . . It is faith that works through love. Love is open to all, no matter of what ethnic origin; but, even more, love is precisely the motivating force through which God himself welcomes all believers into his family. That same motivating force is what ought to make all family members welcome one another as well.”

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Want to know what people under 30 think about Christianity? Check this update from Barna.

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Still time to join us for the “Overflow” Zoe Conference next week.

The Cruciform Church

Have you seen the movie “Jesus Camp?” Scary! It’s worth watching. Would be good for us to talk about as we seek to think through our identity as people of God.

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Here’s my foreword to the new edition of Leonard Allen’s The Cruciform Church:


The Cruciform Church is one of the most formative books of my Christian life. It’s a pleasure to write a foreword for this new edition. In some ways I feel like I’ve written many forewords over the past sixteen years (since it was first published) as I’ve encouraged many young ministers and university students to read it.

When I first read the book, it felt like Leonard Allen had just flipped through the photo albums of my spiritual family, guiding me, enlightening me, and encouraging me. He provided just what I needed: deep appreciation for the strengths of this heritage but honest description and evaluation of ways in which the “movement” got off course.

So helpful was it that I’ve been known to tell people that in my humble opinion it’s the most important book written about Christian faith and discipleship from within Churches of Christ in my lifetime.

Thanks to Leonard’s book, the word “cruciform” entered the central vocabulary in Churches of Christ. He helped us see that the death of Jesus is so much more than just the sacrifice for our sins (though, thank God, it certainly is that!). The cross of Jesus is the claiming of a new creation; it is the reconciling of all things to God; and it is the Jesus-style of living, the laying down of one’s life for the world.

In his original preface, Leonard said that some encouraged him to omit the word “cruciform” because it was too unfamiliar. But he kept it, he wrote, “in hope that this image might become the dominant image by which Churches of Christ speak of identifying the New Testament Church.”

Though sixteen years have passed, The Cruciform Church is, if anything, even more relevant today. We live in a consumeristic society – an environment that has spilled over into Western churches. We are constantly tempted to be providers of goods and services to draw the already-convinced rather than outposts for the mission of Christ.

The word I hear a lot now to describe the need to lean against this consumerism is “missional.” We are called to participate in the rule of Christ as his hands, his feet, and his voices in this world. We are to remember that we’ve been blessed to be a blessing to others. This powerful book really anticipated that perspective, calling on the church to be cross-shaped in its identity and mission.

We also need to hear again Leonard’s call to live as aliens in this world, remembering that our citizenship is in heaven. Too many Christ-followers are filled with anger, feeling snubbed by the world for not receiving privileged treatments. But we follow one who for the joy before him endured the cross (Heb. 12:1-3).

On a personal note, I write from a very different place now than I would have in 1990. At that time Leonard Allen was a respected professor and author—a scholar in every since—whom I didn’t know well. Since then he’s become my teacher, my spiritual guide, a member of the church where I preach, and, most importantly, my friend. I knew long ago the wisdom that came from his head; I now know that it comes from his heart.

Series Prediction

It’ll be Los Angeles and New York playing in the World Series. But not the Dodgers and Yankees. Angels vs. Mets. Remember that you read it here. Any better guesses? (I have installed a filter that will prevent you from even suggesting the Yankees will be in the Series.)

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It’s a little hard to listen to students moan about doing papers for their classes.

I remember (warning: old guy memory alert) . . . when we TYPED those papers on typewriters. Anyone else remember finishing the last footnote on a page, only to discover that there was a mistake that white-out couldn’t fix?

When I think of Rick Oster, one of the most important teachers of my life (NT at Harding Grad School), I think of all the times I was pecking away at papers in the middle of the night, trying not to have to start all over again.

Hurrah for computers and software that does the footnoting for you!

The Ascension

In one of his books, Philip Yancey said that the most perplexing part of Jesus’ story is the ascension. Why, having been crucified and raised, did he leave?

Wouldn’t it have made more sense for him to stay? Wouldn’t people have followed him in droves? Wouldn’t the world look much different if the Resurrected One remained among us?

Yet God has always had this plan: to form a people who will be a light to the nations and who will join him in restoring the world. So . . . Jesus ascended to the Father and yet remains among us through the Spirit.

Anti-War Protest

Scenes from the ACU students anti-war protest for UN Day of Peace. (Read more here.)

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Once a year I play golf. This was the day. Nine holes with my brother and my dad. Loved it. I used to play quite a bit of golf, but then I became a Christian. (Just kidding, Rick, Milt, Chris, etc.)

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Can’t wait for this Sunday. Usually when Jerry Taylor preaches I’m away. But this week I’ll be there. He’s doing one of the six messages on Galatians. I’m doing the themes of scars, tables, crosses, water, and yokes. He’s speaking on fruit.

On the Road Again (W TX style)

Last night was the second straight week we drove to Odessa for a freshman football game. Oh, the good days of high school out-of-town games are back! On any given Friday night, it seems like a high percentage of West Texas residents are on the road!

Tomorrow is the funeral for the 28-year-old nephew of my brother and sister-in-law. Dallas was an amazing young man, whose disposition remained positive through all those years of poor health. Even though he wasn’t my blood relative, it felt like he was. My life is better for knowing him. I think of my brother and sister-in law, who have now lost a son, a niece, and a nephew.

“This Message is From Churches of Christ”

All right. You’ve got the money — you’re free to put whatever you want on radio or television or in the newspaper. But I so often wish that groups wouldn’t say that this is from “Churches of Christ.”

There’s a television program that comes on here that’s associated with Churches of Christ. This past week the speaker kindly explained why women have to keep their mouths shut in church.

And that’s a message from Churches of Christ? Or just faithful Churches of Christ? Maybe a list needs to run of those who are faithful enough to support the message.

I couldn’t disagree more with his message. And yet people in Abilene hear that it’s from Churches of Christ.

This post isn’t about the issue of women and gifts, per se. Time will take care of this, anyway. Churches will realize they were wrong — just as on the issue of race.

It’s about presenting yourself as representing a whole denomination. (I know, I know, we’re not a denomination!) It would be like me presenting this on the internet as a message from Churches of Christ. It’s not! it’s my ramblings. It’s what I observe . . . what I believe.

LBS

I wish I could post Landon’s sermon tonight on my blog. How do I say this? It was amazing. Rhetorically, imaginatively, and emotionally: it was amazing.

He began in Micah 3 and talked about how the religious leaders were in Micah’s crosshairs — because of their constant tendency to forget the outsiders. The people without a voice. This led Landon into the ministry of Jesus, beginning in Matthew 23 with the words of rebuke to the inside leaders and then on to passages (e.g., John 4) that speak about Jesus’ compassion with outsiders.

He talked about his life among those on the outside. And he spoke about what the stuff church’s obsess on looks like to those on the outside.

Perhaps these messages are being podcast, but I don’t know where. The calendar may say that Landon is 70 . . . but he preached with the energy and vigor of a young man (along with the wisdom and experience of someone older!).

Be sure to hear the other two keynotes so far: Fred Asare and Jerry Taylor. On Sunday night, Jerry rocked Moody Coliseum. As people applauded while he spoke about how wrong it is to respond to evil with war, to bombs with bombs, to missiles with missiles, I thought to myself, “Do people really hear what he’s saying?”

Thin Places

Randy Harris talked about the Celtic concept of “thin places” on Wednesday night — places where it seems that the gap between heaven and earth is particularly small.

I think of a place I’ve hiked several times just outside Colorado Springs . . . of Megan’s grave . . . and of a narrow strip of land in Florida where I’ve run, walked, and biked many times–a strip that has the gulf on one side and the harbor on the other. These are all places of prayer and perspective. Thin places, indeed. How about you? Any “thin places” in your life?

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Someone asked if I’ve checked out the comments on the YouTube site that Matt M. put up. Apparently it wasn’t funny to everyone.

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Ooops. Coach Belichick trying to do a bit of damage control.

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Not too late to join us for the 2007 Zoe Conference. We’ll also have the “Overflow” conference in 2008 in Fresno and Arlington. Plus, I’m looking forward to our weekend with the Downtown Church of Christ in Searcy.

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Garrison Keillor on Pavarotti’s death:

The great tenor stood and sobbed in our behalf, all of us who don’t weep so much and when we do it isn’t particularly artistic. Men, for example. Women can weep with great expressive range and tone quality — when my wife weeps, it brings tears to my eyes, especially if I’m the cause — but with men, there’s no grandeur to it at all, just some groaning and precipitation and your face turns rubbery and you sit in a dark corner until it passes.

Mine is not a tragic life that I’m aware of, though a few months ago I was trapped next to a talkative drunk at a fundraising dinner party and thought seriously about poisoning his wine and watching him fall face-first into the creme brulee. The re-election of the Current Occupant was a tragedy but such a dull, predictable one, like driving your car into a swamp and getting stuck, that nobody could possibly sing about the pain of it all.

In fact, the times I’ve wanted to plant my feet and sing in my upper register and sob in Italian have all been for the exquisite grief of being a dad. Romantic turmoil is a picnic compared to the emotional turmoil of parenting — the load of guilt, the sense of incompetence and failure, the night thoughts, the terrible scenarios that come to mind, the agony of watching your child perform in public, the fear of your bright young thing entangled with brainless self-destructive people — O God! God! God, save my child! From me and from other idiots. My little girl shoots baskets in the driveway and I get tears in my eyes, thinking of her deprived of my protection, as someday she will be. O my darling.

It’s a sweet part of growing old to see your own child grow up and take on these sorrows. My boy was a big Van Halen and Motley Crue fan and liked other hair bands and then he fell in love with a good woman and they begat two little boys and now he tunes in to Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard and George Jones. Metal bands say not much at all about daddyhood and country singers say a lot, you can hear it in their voices, just like in Pavarotti’s. He died at 71, leaving one small child. This was his tragedy at the end. All that money and acclaim and a great career to look back on, but what he really wanted was ten more years to see that kid grow up. Dear God, give us more time. The heart weeps at the thought.