Sunday, May 1, 2011

Review: Stories that feed your soul by Tony Campolo

            I think you’d be hard pressed to find people who don’t like stories.  All you have to do is look at the popularity of movies, fiction, the chicken soup for the soul series and the rising popularity of podcasts such as This American life and The Moth to see that there is something about stories that speak to the deepest parts of us.  They can move us, inspire us, challenge us, spur us on and even convict us.  We see this time and time again throughout the bible from David’s huge mess with Bathsheba - Nathan told him a story to reveal the truth to David’s own heart, something a direct confrontation would have failed at – to Jesus’ very own parables.  Stories feed our souls.
            Tony Campolo’s latest book “Stories that feed your Soul” does just that.  It’s a collection of 137 stories centered on the themes found in Romans 8. It is quite similar to the Chicken soup series of books, though with more of a Pastoral focus with a connection with scripture.  The majority of the stories are half a page to a page make them quick easy reads or simple illustrations for a sermon or bible study.
            As a whole this book is quite enjoyable and inspiring.  The stories cause you think and try to feed your soul to help tell the greatest story – the Good news of Christ.  I found myself sharing some of the stories with my friends in conversation and took time to process them and allow them to sink in.  That being said, it is hard to sit down and spend a chunk of time reading this book.  With each story being so short reading a dozen at a time is akin to going to a buffet – you eat a lot but it all blends together and you don’t really remember much of what you enjoyed even if you know you enjoyed the experience.  As such I feel this book is best read in small doses, a story or two to start your day or if you have an electronic copy reading a story while waiting for your bus or other small times throughout your day.
            Tony Campolo’s “Stories that feed your soul” is an inspiring book, and a great resources for Pastors, allowing them to look up stories based on certain themes – but is more for valuable for picking up quickly here and there then sitting down and reading it in one sitting. 

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Which Messiah?

2000 years ago people were given a choice of which messiah they wanted.   Which one they wanted free so they could follow and which they would leave to die.

Jesus or Barabbas? 

Both revolutionaries

Both starting rebellions against opposing kingdoms.

Who will they choose?

Barabbas - coming with strength, with power, with the sword
Jesus - coming with love, with conviction, with peace

Crucify him!

Barabbas – grabbing for power, wrenching it away from their oppressors
Jesus – giving it away freely, serving even the worst of their enemies

Crucify him!

Barabbas - the one who offers respect, security, dominance
Jesus – the one who asks you to give it all up

Crucify him!   

Barabbas – promising you the opportunity to get everything your heart desires
Jesus – wanting to change what your heart desires

Crucify him!

Today, as we remember then man who gave it all up for those he loved we have the same choice.  Which Messiah will we choose?

Barabbas, the one who gives us the best of life on our terms
Jesus, the one who truly knows what is best in life

Barabbas, the one who is made in our image
Jesus, the one who desires us to be reborn in his

Which will we choose?

Which will we follow and which will we choose to crucify?

Crucify him!

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Love Wins?


A friend of mine posted on her facebook last night “Sometimes Christians make it really hard for me to be proud to be a Christian... you know?”  I completely understand how she feels.  When I look at Christians in the news, in the media, and even around me I am often embarrassed to wear the name of Christ – not because of Him, but because of how we have made him look.  I’m afraid that if when meeting new people they find out right away that I’m a Christian they’ll have a preconceived notion that I’m hateful, judgemental, narrowminded and boring.  The really unfortunate part is that to me the life of a Christian should be pretty much the opposite of all those things.

                This has been most noticeable to me over the past couple of weeks because of the whole Rob Bell debacle. I’ve read articles, seen videos, and facebook posts of people throwing stone after stone at the guy because he has written a book that disagrees with their specific view of one aspect of the Christian faith.  They call him unbiblical, though he examines every passage hell is mentioned in our English translations.  They call him heretical, though there have been plenty of other Christians within our history who have held similar views.  They call him unchristian, though he has dedicated every aspect of his being to seek out and follow Christ.

As I’ve seen these reactions over the past month it has broken my heart – thinking of this poor man, his wife, his kids – what they must be going through as they must be aware of all of this.  Even in his sermon this past week he alludes to how the encouragement of his church has kept him going because it hasn’t been an easy road.  I think about how he’s been treated and I weep.

For Him

For his family.

And for his greater family –

Us. 

Christians.

Because as I watch all of this, I can’t help but questioning what Rob is so sure of.

Love wins?

Really? It does?  Can it?

Even when the supposed messengers of love seem to be filled with so much anger and hatred?  I’m reminded of the oft said saying – the Christian army is the only army that shoots their wounded – except here it seems we’ll shoot anyone in our own army if they disagree with us.  No wonder so many have decided to go join the other side, it’s safer over there.

Criticize his theology if you disagree, criticize his interpretation, heck, even go so far as to criticize his intelligence if you must.   But Criticize his faith? His heart? His love?

Yes, I am a fan of Rob Bell.  I’ve read his books, I’ve heard him speak live, I listen to his Churches sermons every week.  Do I agree with everything he says?  No.  But he encourages, inspires me and spurs me on in my faith.  And above all else what I can tell you about this man is that he loves God, he loves people and seeks to serve both.  Does he have it all together?  None of us do, but he does have love.  Just look how he has responded to all of these accusations – with peace, patience, and grace.  I doubt I could have done the same.

And to me that is the defining mark of a Christian. 

Someone who loves God and loves others.  As Jesus said, “Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” 

It is because of this that when I feel ashamed of the label of Christian that I am not afraid to bear it proudly.  Because though there are those who frustrate me, disappoint me, and break my heart – there are also those who I’ve seen display ridiculous acts of love.  Rob has story after story of people he’s encountered who have been inspired by this message – from the cyclist that yelled love wins at him while he was jogging, to the people who have written/spoke to him to lift him up, to his the president of the Seminary he went to preaching at his church supporting Rob, to graffiti saying ’love wins’ on the wall of the west bank.  There are those out there who are dedicated to Jesus’ message of love and who will proclaim it at all costs.

At the cost of their money
Their time
Their reputation
Even their lives.

Because for some reason, some of the most extreme acts and declarations of love and peace can bring out the worst in people.  Just look at what happened to Jesus.

I’ve been blessed with people who remind me daily that love does win. 
I’ve been blessed by an amazing community of believers – Eucharist Church – that reminds me that there is a third way. 
I’ve been blessed by a God that has given me so much more than eternal life but has given me life to the fullest in the hear and now.

And I thank God every day all of this.

In the end love does win in our lives each and every single day if we allow it to influence how we act, how we talk, how we think.   If we choose to be peacemakers and act out in creative love only to build each other up instead of the tearing down that comes so easily to us.  Then, and only then, will the words of the classic hymn ring true.  They will know we are Christians by our love by our love, they will know we are Christians by our love.

May the love of Christ win in our hearts today.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Kingdom Come?

Matthew 6:10 “Your kingdom come, your will be done on earth as it is in heaven”

A simple line in a simple prayer given to us by Jesus.  At first glance it seems like a nice saying – one full of hope dreaming of the day when things will be made right.

No more pain, no more tears.  Freedom from this painful world.

Don’t get me wrong.  I long for that, I want that.  But if I’m honest, there’s a part of me…some days a large part of me…that’s okay with God’s kingdom not coming, at least not yet.

Your Kingdom come

This is all fine and dandy when it’s somewhere off in the future. But what does this truly mean ?

As I read the Gospels, God’s Kingdom, the empire that Jesus is ushering in, isn’t merely something in the far off future.  It’s something for the here and now.

And if it’s for today, for my every thought, every breath, every deed.

Then asking for Kingdom come is no simple task.

I’m tied up in this empire of the world, we all are.  And though parts of me rage, fight, and seek for ways to redeem what has been broken.  To be a peacemaker in the storms of this world.  Part of me is holding on to this bleak kingdom with every last ounce of strength, because when we look at the Kingdom of Jesus, and actually take it seriously, there’s one thing I’m sure of.

Jesus WILL mess you up.

Love your enemies.
Forgive everyone of all their offences.
Give away your money.
Die to yourself – Carry your cross

We purposely blind ourselves to these commands, explaining them away because we don’t want to fully flesh out what they would mean in our lives.  It’s easier to keep the status quo, this pursuit of life, love, and happiness – not really caring how it affects other’s pursuit of the same things.

We do our best to see no evil – not to keep ourselves pure, but so that we don’t feel obligated to do anything about it.  So we can keep our clean life without having to fight against the injustices all around us, because that would actually cost us something.

Jesus says that in his kingdom blessed will be the poor, the mourning, the outcasts and disregarded – he brings low the rich, the powerful, those who have it all together.

Which scares me

Compared to most people in this world, I’m rich, I’m powerful, I don’t have that much to worry about in the grand scheme of things.

If I ask for His kingdom to come….what does that mean will happen to my life?

Will I have to sacrifice some of the extra amenities of life I’ve grown accustomed to.

Will I have to realize my money, my time, my life are not my own and that they should be used to help others?

Will I have to fight past the selfishness that wants my way?

Will I have to admit that I’m not quite the good and holy person I like to think I am?

I can see why the Pharisees were pissed at Jesus.  He was disrupting the systems that they were engrained in.  The systems that gave them everything they could ever want – after all, isn’t that the American/Canadian dream?  All that, with the blessing of God.

But Jesus had other plans.

Jesus came to open the eyes of the blind – and not just those physically – he caused people to have to open their eyes to the injustices around them, to see the needs and therefore requiring them to make a choice – what will they do?

What will we do?

Do we really want our eyes opened?  Do we want to see how God is working?  To see what he is calling us to, knowing full well what it may entail.

Do I really want Kingdom come?

I’m trying to.

Friday, January 21, 2011

The Elpis Experiment



What if Christians took the life of Christ seriously and actually tried to follow through on his commands
           
What if Christians looked at the Beatitudes and instead of seeing them as nice little sayings took them to heart and tried to live them out because they wanted to be a blessing?

What if we stopped being satisfied with the status quo that is our faith, our lives, our society and were determined to strive for something better, something deeper…something that had actual meaning?

Over nine years ago on September 11th there was a horrible act that changed how we looked at the world, how we acted, and how we do things.  You look at that one horrific act and you see the aftershocks throughout our society.  How nine years later that one day is burned in our memories still influencing our world.

One single act spreading terror across the world.  Creating Fear, hopelessness, and paranoia.

What if we did the opposite?

What if we gathered together in groups and planned seemingly random, surprise acts of hope?

What if we gathered together encouraging each other to live our lives looking for opportunities to serve others, to lighten their burdens, to be Christ to them?

What if we gathered together sharing the needs in our own lives and in the lives of people we encountered and came up with ways to help?

What would happen if we did everything we could to spread hope in this dark world; to fight against this terror?

What would happen to our communities, our cities, our countries, our churches?

I firmly believe that many of our friends, our coworkers, heck even ourselves, are living without hope.  Stuck in a day in day out rut of a mundane life struggling just to get by – financially, emotionally, spiritually – and need help to escape.  We all need a sense of hope, but we’ve shut ourselves off so much from those around us that we are all afraid to ask for help…and even more to give it.  We need community.  No one person can do it on their own, deep down we all know that, but are afraid to be vulnerable and open so keep others at a safe distance while at the same time creating a multitude of shallow relationships to try and keep us distracted from dealing with our own hurt and problems as well as the problems of those around us.  People have hundreds upon hundreds of friends on facebook – but barely any real honest connections.  There is a deficit of genuine human community out there and people are looking for a place where they can just be themselves.  A place where they can belong.

Someone should do something about this.

I’m sick of this shallow living.  Of a depressing world, stunted faith, of living a Christian twist on the so-called American dream – I want to inspire and be inspired, to be joyful and bring joy.  I want to remember hope.

So here I am asking the question….What if?  What would happen?

To be honest I have no clue where this is going to lead me.  To be honest, it scares me – so much so that I’ve been putting off writing this for months….heck, I wrote this weeks ago (well other than this sentence obviously) and am just posting it now  When I look at myself I feel completely unqualified but the more I try to ignore this the more it comes back up.  I can’t stop thing that someone should do something about this, that I should do something about this.  I can’t stop asking the question – what if, only if…and the only way I can get the answer is by experimenting.  Experimenting with hope.  Going out there and doing something and seeing what happens.

What would happen if we started this.  A small group of us who long to create community.  Who as Acts 2 states devote themselves to the apostles’ teaching and to fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer.  Who give to those who were in need – even if it means sacrifice, who communicate and connect daily realizing church can’t just be done once a week, who eat together full of joy praising God for his blessings.  A community who explore the story of Jesus together – laughing, loving and crying as we learn and actually act out what it means to be like Christ.  A community whose defining characteristic as seen by others is Love. 

Where we come together openly to share the stresses of live and our brokenness in order to receive love, support and hope. Diving deeper into each others lives – because when we’re honest with ourselves, we’re a mess…I know I am – and we need each other to help us get back on track. 

Not a new way of doing church, but a new way of doing life.

So I guess this is where you come in.  I do firmly believe that this is something I can’t do by myself, something if I tried to I’d fall flat on my face.  Not to mention, community by yourself isn’t really community.  So I’m trying to find people who are fully committed to meet together regularly to seek what it means to live the life of Jesus, to spread the message of hope.  To be radically inventive, hopelessly creative, and joyfully seeking.  To create a community where it is not only safe to ask the tough questions but it is encouraged.  Where we challenge each other to think differently, feel differently and most important life differently – striving to be an irrefutable example of God’s love to those around us as we pursue Him and the dreams and passions he’s put on our lives.





I can’t promise it’ll be simple, it’ll be easy – heck it’ll probably be hard and stressful.  But it’ll be worth it.  This is not for everyone, especially in the early stages as we envision what this will look like.  I’m looking for those who this rings true; who have this same yearning, longing and ache in their heart for something new, something different. 

Something Real

Where this will take us, I have no clue.  Same in regards to what this will look like.  All I know is that I have to try and I won’t be satisfied until I do.  And besides, we could all use a little bit more adventure in our lives.

So I’m asking you, please take time to pray and ask God if he wants you to join in this experiment.   This experiment of hope.  The Elpis Experiment.

Elpis – Greek for Hope.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Lord, I'm scared


Lord I’m scared.

I know what I’m supposed to do.  Day after day I’m reminded by your soft whispers. Encouraged by your gentle proddings.  And despite that it is what I want for myself more than anything; what I yearn for, I still stand there adamantly refusing to take the next step.  Filling my mind with distractions so I don’t have to deal with the weight of it all.   My feet planted like a streetlight watching as others and life passes me bye.

I’m scared.

What if?  What if no one joins me in this endeavour?  Heck, what happens if they do join me?.  What if I fail – what happens then?  More daunting, what if I succeed?  Will they find out I’m a fraud? Faking my way through this all, when in reality I have no clue what I’m doing.  After all when I’m honest I admit that even on my best days I’m merely blindly stumbling after truth.

I’m scared Lord.

I find it so hard to trust you in this – to put my faith in your provision, your guidance, your truth.  I yearn to throw myself upon your arms, your wings and allow you to help me soar. Yet my feet remain grounded, as do my dreams.  Waiting for that first step, that first leap to see where it takes me. 

Lord I’m scared….help me with my unbelief.