Archive for January, 2008

Bonhoeffer: “Who Am I?”

Who am I? They often tell me
I stepped from my cell’s confinement
Calmly, cheerfully, firmly,
Like a squire from his country-house.
Who am I? They often tell me
I used to speak to my warders
Freely and friendly and clearly,
As though it were mine to command.
Who am I? They also tell me
I bore the days of misfortune
Equally, smilingly, proudly,
Like one accustomed to win.

Am I then really all that which other men tell of?
Or am I only what I myself know of myself?
Restless and longing and sick, like a bird in a cage,
Struggling for breath, as though hands were
compressing my throat,
Yearning for colors, for flowers, for the voices of birds,
Thirsting for words of kindness, for neighborliness,
Tossing in expectation of great events,
Powerlessly trembling for friends at an infinite distance,
Weary and empty at praying, at thinking, at making,
Faint, and ready to say farewell to it all?

Who am I? This or the other?
Am I one person today and tomorrow another?
Am I both at once? A hypocrite before others,
And before myself a contemptibly woebegone weakling?
Or is something within me still like a beaten army,
Fleeing in disorder from victory already achieved?
Who am I? They mock me, these lonely questions of mine.
Whoever I am, Thou knowest, O God, I am Thine!

D. Bonhoeffer
March 4,1946

Stream - Franklin

What a joy to be with Ken and Marca Young again — this time at Stream-Franklin. Thanks so much to the gracious blog reader who brought me fresh guacamole to take back to my motel! I’d never been with the 4th Avenue congregation, but what a wonderful bunch.

You can catch up on the Hallal ministry here.

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Our little girl helping her daddy (and mommy, who’s snapping the pictures) at a medical clinic in Guatemala.

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One Is Greater Than None

Eight junior high girls saw the Oprah show with my sister-in-law last year. You can read about the result here. They’re supposed to be interviewed on “The Today Show” tomorrow morning.

This is from their website:

For months, a group of 14 year-old girls talked about starting a charity. These eight girls were determined to make a difference in someone’s life, but never seemed to agree on “who, what, where or how”. They did however have the answer to the most important question. “Why?”

One of the girls saw an Oprah episode “The Little Boy Oprah Couldn’t Forget” featuring children from Ghana, Africa, being sold for as little as $20 by their families, unknowingly, into a life of servitude. In April 2007, during a school break, the girls gathered to watch that Oprah episode. They were all heartbroken that something like this was actually happening in the world. Ghana was so far away but the International Organization for Migration (IOM) was making it possible for people to sponsor rescue missions that would save these trafficked children from a life of hard labor and abuse. They found out it would cost about $4300* to rescue one child. This would fund 2 ½ years of food, shelter, an education and love. Oprah urged everyone to reach inside themselves and find their potential to make even a small difference.

The girls were determined to save some of these children. One of the girls asked, “What if we only raise enough money to save one child?” The response was “Well, one is better than none.” And that is how “One is Greater than None” began. The girls decided to make bracelets and package them on cards that would educate people about what was going on in the fishing villages of Ghana. They designed a necklace with eight wooden beads, representing each girl, which surrounds a recycled glass bead made in Ghana. Tee shirts were made with their logo, (1>0), and their tag line “Be Part of the Equation.”

The girls wanted to raise money, but they were equally determined to raise social awareness. Do anything. Do something. It is such a simple premise, but how easily the world could change if everyone embraced that philosophy. On June 8th, the final bracelet cards were packaged. On June 16th the girls officially raised enough money to save their first child! So many great things have come from what the girls have started. The website was generously donated, which will make their goals even more attainable. Printing, legal consultation, photographers, tee shirts etc… have all been donated by people wanting to contribute in any way they can to help save the trafficked children in Ghana.

The International Organization for Migration have been wonderful. On July 31st, Eric Peasah, the gentleman who runs the rescue missions came to New York to meet the girls. They were excited and honored. WABC filmed the meeting and the response was amazing.

In August, the “1>0″ apparel line was successfully launched in NYC. An editor of Teen Vogue loved the clothing line but more important, the initiative the girls have taken to save these children. “One is Greater than None” was featured in their Dec/January issue. They have been featured on National Television and Bloomingdales will be carrying the 1>0 apparel line in February. For updates and store locations check out their website. In January the International Organization for Migration has a scheduled rescue mission. With the support of hundreds of people, the girls of “One is Greater than None” have raised enough money to sponsor eight of these children. They are working on sponsoring a full rescue mission of 25 children. Your support is invaluable so please spread the word. More children need to come home.

There are problems everywhere. In so many cases there are solutions. The girls are asking everyone to look around and then look inside. The answers are there. It’s time to ask how you can “Be part of the equation”. They are an inspiration to everyone, that anyone can make a difference no matter how limited their resources. These girls are full of love and hope. Who would have imagined what eight 14 year-old girls could accomplish in just 6 months? We should be in awe of how the universe has made it possible for the 1>0 girls to reach across the world, take a child’s hand and say, “You were not forgotten…”

The Life I Owe

I’ve been meditating each morning on these words by George Matheson. See if they strike you in deep places, too.

O Love that will not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in Thee;
I give Thee back the life I owe,
That in Thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.

Three Years

Tonight we gathered at Brody’s grave to remember his wonderful life — cut short three years ago today in that accident on I-20. That vehicle stopped at Love’s — less than an hour from Abilene. Three 6th grade boys jumped in the backseat. My son wound up in the middle. The seat to his right turned out to be the one that would be deadly.

Are the others recovered? Mostly so.

But in some ways, I’m realizing, we didn’t recover. Our daughter died; five years later our nephew died; five years later our younger son came so close to death.

We’re still bearing the grief.

Many of you bear your own truckload of grief. I’m convinced that we won’t make it if we don’t journey together in honesty.

Super Bowl

Packers over Giants
Patriots over Chargers
Then . . .
Heart says Packers; Head says Patriots

Sabbath Rest

Twenty-five years ago this spring, I entered fulltime ministry. During that time, I’ve been blessed to have quite a few breaks for study and sermon preparation.

But this morning it was announced that I have a sabbatical. An actual sabbatical — a chunk of time for refreshment, restoration, and renewal.

For 25 years I’ve written, preached, taught, edited, traveled, and blogged. Now I’m going to be silent and listen. I’m going to seek God with all my heart.

It’s not that I think I deserve this. I just receive it as a gift.

Here are some wonderful words from Mark Buchanan when he was given a sabbatical from his church after 15 years:


“But I feel deeply obliged to the people in my church who have allowed me [the sabbatical]. Obliged, not to come back smarter, or thinner, or more eloquent, or more studied up, though all that could help. The obligation I feel is not to pay them back. These things don’t work that way, on some barter system where the church trades several months of leave in exchange for shorter, pithier sermons. The obligation I feel, rather, is to come back restored.”

I will return to preaching on March 23. Easter morning.

Here is the prayer David Wray wrote for this morning:

Gracious Father,

You are the creator of heaven and earth. You are the designer of seasons, night and day, work and rest.

Father we confess how easy it is to forget your sacred rhythms. We often find ourselves living frantic lives, and we become overly and dangerously tired. Father we all seek rest. We seek solitude and silence with you. We seek Sabbath.

We hold Mike up to you this morning for your anointing. As he enters this time of renewal and rest, we pray that you will draw him closer to your heart. Our prayer is that you will renew him physically, emotionally, and spiritually. All of us in this church family love him deeply and we commit to pray constantly for him as he prepares to lead this spiritual body into your future.

It is through the powerful name of Jesus that we pray.
Amen.

Playoffs

Colts
Patriots
Packers
Cowboys (Please!)

Peanuts and the Soul

Don’t miss “The Theology of Peanuts” by my pal Richard.

The Home of the Word

“Silence is the home of the word. Silence gives strength and fruitfulness to the word. . . . In the sayings of the Desert Fathers, we can distinguish three aspects of silence. All of them deepen and strengthen the central idea that silence is the mystery of the future world. First, silence makes us pilgrims. Secondly, silence guards the fire within. Thirdly, silence teaches us to speak.” Henri Nouwen