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hairy humility…

We both knew God wanted her to go.  It would be a big step for her personally, but also meant connecting the story of our family with a larger story of God’s love for His children.  Planting seeds for family involvement in something larger than our household that will continue as our children grow.

We were in the midst of trying to sell our house, and our 3 daughters were all 4 and under.  But we knew it was important for my wife to travel with our church missions team to the Philippines last March.  One thing I’ve loved about my wife ever since we first met – was her heart for the quietly overlooked.  When my first response might be to stand on a soapbox and yell for a group call to action, her first response is to kneel down, and be the loving presence needed herself.  I continue to learn from her example. 🙂

Surprisingly, however, the thought of my wife leaving for a couple weeks didn’t thrill me a ton in some ways.  Thankfully, my parents could come down and help for a week.  I could survive, even though the distance and time difference and safety of my better half would keep me from sleeping much at all that week.  I felt as if I was on a “holy mission” of fatherhood and husbandry.  By keeping our kids healthy (or at least fed) and being ready to show the house to a prospective buyer in a moments notice – I was serving God.

So what was one of the big things that got to me?  The place where I felt the most inadequate and unable to provide what my little angels needed?  You probably already guessed it – their hair.  Beyond washing it, and combing it out – I still have no clue what I’m doing.  And my kids know too.  A month ago, I gave Barbie a lop-sided pony-tail, and my oldest daughter’s eye’s became wide with pride as she yelled, “Daddy, you did it!”, and then to the general audience of our home – “Daddy can do a pony tail!!!”

Nope.  I still can’t.  Heck, I feel like I’m torturing them enough just trying to remove the evil little rubber bands every once in a while to wash their hair.

Sure, I need my wife for amazingly huge things.  Things that are so obvious, we said them to each other in the vows we took.  But the simple, overlooked, quiet needs end up being pretty important sometimes too.

We need God for some pretty huge reasons.  Reasons so obvious, we teach them in Sunday School.  They’re praught (past tense of “preach”) about on a weekly basis.  Books are written on them.  But to each of us, there is something unique and humblingly small…that reveals just how intricately we’ve been wired/created to exist with our creator.  A need we have that is beautifully our own.  And He is more than able to meet that need even now, if we’ll slow down…and draw near…

Philippians 4:19 “And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus.”

Posted in Different Books, Uncategorized

raising earthen vessels…

I recently finished reading “Earthen Vessels – Why our bodies matter to our faith” by Matthew Lee Anderson.  If you ask me the question “Should I read it?”, I would answer “yes”.  There is a lot of great stuff, and reminders that the evangelical view/value of the physical body has been shaded by over-emphasizing the unhealthy goal of escaping the physical world.  But being honest, I found myself skipping a page here and there when I felt like there was a dead horse in the book.  (dead horse warning = chapters 6, 7 and 8)

But overall, it’s a great reminder to us as parents especially.  We are not simply given the task of raising souls who will one day escape these mortal shells, shedding them for the true way God has designed our children to exist.  We are raising embodied beings, and our care for them extends into every dimension of their existence.

Even in the dead horse sections, Anderson does a great deal of explaining/studying what the changes in our “norms” approaching topics like tattoos, pleasure, and homosexuality as the evangelical church, means to the greater changes in our view/perception of these physical bodies.  It’s interesting stuff at times, and even as someone who has a tattoo, I found myself nodding in agreement to some of what he pointed out.

He speaks truth, as in the chapter on sexuality saying, “The loud arguments within evangelicalism that pleasure is good border on defensively shouting, ‘Hey, we’ve got pleasure too!’ in a world that cares about little else.”

I’m not gonna hop on the “100% healthy, vegan, natural, organic, baby boot camp, all-star child athlete” band-wagon anytime soon, by any means.  But this book is a great reminder that the God of ALL creation, old and NEW, chose to connect with His creation on an intimately physical level.  He became flesh.  He chose to make his dwelling among us.  He calls our bodies a temple of His Holy Spirit.  When we were first created, he held us close with love, and literally breathed His own life into our physical presence.

We cannot faithfully respond to all of this simply by “inviting Jesus into our hearts”, and relating to Christ with our brains and emotions.  We are called as embodied beings to be transformed in every way imaginable, to the patterns, habits, and life-choices of someone made New in Christ.  May God be with us as we seek to lead our children and homes in such experiences of a life centered on Jesus.

Anderson gives great credit to the beauty and goodness of our whole beings, while still declaring the truth found in scripture that we often forget.  God gives us insight into what is to come after this life, and it’s not floating around on clouds or becoming glowing orbs that exist forever among the stars.  We look forward to a very real, and physical resurrected existence, much like we see in the resurrected Christ.  As he quotes C.S. Lewis,

“If flesh and blood cannot inherit the Kingdom, that is not because they are too solid, too gross, too distinct, too ‘illustrious with being.’  They are too flimsy, too transitory, too phantasmal.”  The solidity and permanence of the bodily resurrection is too strong for the frailties and contingencies of our current bodies.” – Earthen Vessels, page 168

Posted in Different Scriptures, Different Thoughts

keep your tongue.

It was late high school, and I was helping lead the children’s choir of the local Nazarene Church.  We were on stage, and altogether calling on the congregation to stand and sing a song with us, “Keep your tongue from evil, keep your tongue.”  The fun part of the song is that you’re supposed to sing it while holding your tongue, which makes all sorts of fun noises possible with a large group. 🙂

In my fierce days as a teenage “Jesus Freak”, the phrase simply meant things like “don’t cuss”, or “don’t say God in inappropriate ways”.  Since then, I’ve learned the power of words go far beyond that, both in giving life, and bringing death.

“but no one can tame the tongue—a restless evil, full of deadly poison. With it we bless the Lord and Father, and with it we curse those who are made in the likeness of God. From the same mouth come blessing and cursing. My brothers and sisters, this ought not to be so.” James 3:8-10

In the beginning, God spoke.  From those words, all of creation came into being.  We’ve been created in the image of that God.  Sure, we can’t materialize entire universes from the voids of chaos – but we can sure do great, and horrible things with words.  As parents, we are reminded of this daily.

It doesn’t take much.  A brief moment of necessary correction, even spoken with a soft loving voice.  Such a moment sends our 2 year old cowering in shame and (sometimes feigned) grief.  She does not want to disappoint mommy and daddy.  On the other hand, one simple smile combined with a word or two of genuine pride or encouragement, and our little girls are beaming brighter than a sunrise in a house of mirrors.

Words are powerful.  James recognized this, and urged any who would listen.  We can join with our creator in speaking words than bring light from darkness, life where there was none, and beauty/purpose where there was chaos.  If we do, it impacts our entire being.  But on the same token, we must be of one tongue.  Just as a salt spring cannot produce fresh water (v.12), a tongue that brings cursing cannot also be praising God.

Sometimes the last place we put this into practice, is in the home.  We’re careful with our words in public.  At work.  Among friends.  Even among extended family.  But often, home is where we grow comfortable enough to say just about anything.  When in reality, home is the very first place we need to be keeping our tongue trained on righteousness.  Speaking words of Love.  Words that bring and encourage life and light.  Grace, and forgiveness.  Beauty, and creativity.

May God be with us this week, as we focus on having one tongue – beginning in the home.  After all, many of us are literally teaching the next generation how to speak…