Storytelling

Below I’ve included a story from a friend at mine from Outback. She’s a single mom and has an amazing perspective to give us concerning church. If you get (and read) my newsletter then you’ve already read this post. If you do not read or receive my newsletter, this will be a good post for you to read. I want you to read it in a specific way however, beyond just gaining new perspective. I have had more responses concerning Ambers article than anything else I’ve ever written because it specifically speaks for a group of people that need a voice. Here’s the important part, YOU have a story. Amber’s story isn’t flashy, it isn’t exceedingly special or exciting. It’s just life. So often we trick ourselves into believing that our stories, our lives, can have little impact in the world. Often we believe that our story is not worth sharing.

Wrong.

Here’s what Amber had to say:

I have one child, a boy. He’s almost eleven. He’s witty and smart and he challenges my patience on a daily basis. I’ve been a single mom for nearly four years now. My attempt at finding a church as a single mom was primarily driven by my    desire to seek out likeminded people for fellowship    and support because I REALLY, REALLY needed it.    We all do. Out of the three churches I erratically attended, I never really got past the introductions; no one invited me join their activities after the service or to their Bible study later that week. I never quite felt like I was a part of the larger picture. Sure, I talked to people. When I dropped off my son at Sunday School other parents would ask me if it was my first time, who I came with and was my husband in the sanctuary. Dialogue ended when I said that; no it    wasn’t my first time, I just came with my son. I found that even though I was of the right age, I didn’t fit with the single college age parishioners and since I wasn’t married I wasn’t really welcomed into the married with kids crowd either. I felt like a square peg in a round hole. If after a while I didn’t find fellowship and support at the church I was attending, I stopped going to that particular church and moved on. When I say I was seeking fellowship with likeminded people, I’m not saying I was looking for other single mothers or a single mothers group, I’m saying I was looking for fellowship with other Christians in general. Perhaps people had trouble reaching out to me because they didn’t fully understand what it’s like to be a single parent or because they felt they couldn’t relate. In my experience it was similar to what I imagine it feels like to become a widow except that you’re received differently. You’re both losing a spouse and you’re hurting. You are both in a huge grieving process. In both situations your children are grieving and confused. Not only is there a physical loss, but you have no spiritual head, you are financially and emotionally at a loss. Except with a death, people don’t assume that you did something wrong or that it was your choice. You don’t receive compassion when people hear that you are divorced that you would receive had your spouse passed away. When your spouse dies you have people reaching out to you, offering to fix the garbage disposal, wanting to be a male presence for your son. In no way am I trying to downplay what it’s like to become a widow/er, it’s not the exact same, but the comparison between the two situations and the way they are received may be helpful to those trying to understand what exactly single parents experience and what they are looking for in a church family. A lot of single parents that live in the area of your church plant need more than a single parents group where they can share their stories, they can find that anywhere. Many single parents must rely on public social services to help them get by. A church that is on the forefront of providing love and services to single parents and children in crisis in a neighborhood where divorced and unmarried parents are the majority is a rare thing. Getting enough food, getting legal advice forcustody or abuse issues, resume help and job leads are things that many single parents struggle with. Sometimes if their incomes are low enough they can qualify for public services to help and maybe they can put their children on the waiting list to get a “Lunch Buddy” at school or a “Big Brother/Big Sister” mentor. But what all of these public services are missing is love. The love of a Christian “Big Brother” or the love of a Christian business offering the former stay at home mom a temp job. Reaching out to people has to go further than handing them a program and showing them a seat. You’ve got to engage people, not see their differences as threatening but as a way to reach them.

Are you God?

I won’t deceive you and say that this blog has not been grown through my current book addiction in some ways, but if we were honest how many of our thoughts are completely original anyways!

The Jewish, Christian, and Muslim faith are unique in that they believe in one God. Monotheism. Pretty exciting stuff right? Well in our western world (though times are changing) anything but monotheism was considered foreign, strange, and maybe even foolish. It was all those “other” places in the world that had many different gods, we are Christians and follow one God, THE God.

But here’s the reality, while we may have said that we follow one God our actions speak otherwise. You see when there are many gods you end up with a god of the river and a god of wine and a god of food and a god of sex and a god of the underworld, etc. Much time, then, is spent pleasing all the gods of the pantheon or at the very least trying not to piss them off. Whereas when there is just one God, wine and food and sex and…all belong under the same roof. They don’t all submit to different lords but rather are all submissive to the one Lord of the universe. Right? Are you drooling with excitement yet? ‘Cause here’s the part that I think is exciting…

I think many people who call themselves Christians actually do not believe in one God. Here’s the thing, if there is just one God and he is God over everything then when we call ourselves followers of this one God we must believe that we are called to submit all of our life to him. While I do believe that there is much room for our sinfulness and all that crap that comes along with being human, a dissociation has grown between much of what we call ourselves and what we consider our spiritual selves. It’s for this reason that Christians justify racial hatred, grotesque materialism, apathy toward social injustices, and greed. It has become two different worlds. It’s this odd dissociation that makes it possible for someone to proudly say “Yes I am a Christian and yes I hate colored people” (though they often find more offensive terms to use). In other words it has become normal and acceptable to believe in a god that has nothing to say about how you operate outside of church walls. This is not monotheism. “God” actually becomes some sort of pluralistic view in which there is the God of the Bible and then there is the god of my own preference.

What would it look like if we began to submit ourselves more consistently, more holistically to a God that is truly supreme, lord over everything, and creator of all? I wonder if this would change our preference concerning individuality over community, spending over giving, sex over relationship, drunkeness over honesty (often I think that peoples reasons for getting drunk is that it allows them a sort of freedom that their sober self won’t allow), busyness over simplicity, preference over sacrifice…

Bikini's and Nakedness

Can I write a post about bikinis? Is that legal as a minister and future church planter? Here’s the thing, I don’t want to spend time talking about whether or not its sinful for a woman to wear a bikini (or a man for that matter) ’cause my daughter’s not wearing one until she’s 83. So it’s kind of a moot point in my home.

Here’s the thing though, I am so glad that I am not a woman (for many reasons!) because I cannot imagine the vulnerability you’d feel while walking around three quarters naked in public. You’ve got virtually nothing to hide, it’s just your body and the world around. I’m sorry, but even without engaging in the whole purity and lust conversation we’ve got to at least admit that it’s a negative thing that in our culture a woman is supposed to swim in underwear (albeit a waterproof version) because it requires a vulnerability that is inapropriate for the common public sphere! In a way isn’t it kind of like if all of us in our society, in order to be ‘normal’, had to walk around with our thoughts and prayers from our private journals posted above our heads. As I play with my kids at the park the note that sits above my head reads “God, after losing my job I am terrified that I won’t be able to take care of my family.” while the mom pushing her son in the swing next to me has a note above her head that reads “my husband left me today”.

Ok, maybe that’s an extreme example, but the point is vulnerability. It sucks that we ask our women to experience that in public. I don’t control my wife, but she does know that I don’t want her to have to wear a skimpy swim suit in public because I know that she doesn’t enjoy it! It’s just so open, your whole body is so out there, it just makes you so…vulnerable.

Maybe this isn’t you. Maybe I don’t know what I’m talking about ’cause i’m a dude. But for all you other women out there…sorry. I won’t tease you if you swim in a bath robe.

In general “we” is a good term to use. I like to think that my general thought patterns happen in a “we” context. I value community, I believe it’s core to how God has created us to live and breathe…but I’ve created a problem, and it is not of noble origins.

Apparently, there are many times where I say “we” when I should be saying “me”. I’ve heard this from my wife today which reminded me of when I heard it from a friend a while back Apparently I say things like “yeah we really suck at that” when in reality I’m no good and I’m just including that person with me. Other times I say “we’ve really got to get better about picking up after ourseves (you can insert any chore here)” what has happened with my wife is that me saying that ends up communicating to her that SHE needs to start picking up after herself. Because I wouldn’t include her in the mix unless I was thinking that she was needing to do it. I guess that most people speak about themselves, “I need to start taking out the trash every day” or “I’m really terrible at this game!” I’d like to think that I do this because of my intense love of community…but the sad reality is that probably deep down it makes me feel better to be miserable with someone else. Not too noble eh?

I guess we’ll all need to work on this.

Hell of a Week

On Sunday at our worship gathering we we talked about how when the Spirit of God lives in you, you become aware of “the coming judgment” and therefore live your life with a sense of urgency. Before you get all worked up, however, I’d like to contextualize “judgment” for you. We defined hell as the absence of God’s presence. If God is good, if God is love, if the results of following God are qualities such as love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self control then hell would be a place that is void of those qualities. So the worst judgment, then, that could befall us would be God allowing us to choose not him, letting us choose our own way away from him.* And if hell is the absence of God then heaven would be the continual presence of him. Heaven would be a place that is characterized by the qualities and nature of God: love, joy, peace…So as followers of Christ, aspeople filled with the Spirit of God we are walking around in constant communion with God, we are living in a piece of heaven now! That also means that some people are experiencing a piece of hell now too! I could tell you story after story of hell on earth, where people are living and experiencing things that are contrary and opposed to the love filled, good, and holy nature of God.

Those who were there on Sunday were commissioned to go out and allow the Spirit of God to bring you a greater awareness of the presence of hell in this world, the reality of judgment, of pain, suffering, fear, loneliness, greed, abuse, etc. Those who were there on Sunday were commissioned to go out and love people, bring people a slice of heaven that we carry around with us daily. Those who were there were commissioned to stop hanging out with Christians, stop ‘going to church’, stop praying, and start spending time loving people who need hope, heaven, love…Jesus. Jesus promised that the gates of hell won’t be able to stop us. The gates of hell may not stop us, but you know what will? Church activities! We can’t storm the gates of hell if we’re too busy talking about Jesus in our holy huddles.

So if you’re reading this, I challenge you to live differently. If you see your neighbor outside, go get your mail and talk to them! If you notice that your neighbors lawn isn’t mowed, then mow it! If you see someone who needs a meal, feed them! If you’ve got a coworker who is experiencing tragedy, buy them flowers! Stop telling people things and start asking lots of questions! If you don’t know about hell int eh world around you then you need to ask more questions! Let’s start caring, lets start listening, and lets start urgently loving hell right out the door.

* This must be balanced with the mystery that Jesus has been to hell and back, that Jesus dwells with those who experience and choose hell. While we may choose the absence of God, Jesus has chosen to find us there and wait for us to begin to choose better things. What a great God we serve!