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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

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delights..

Sometimes I catch myself distracted.  I have a moment where I realize I’ve been reading or watching something else while my own children play imaginatively in front of me.  In those moments, I close the book or reposition myself to be fully present as a spectator.  An invested observer in the development of imaginations that will lead to great things.

I smile, as I take note in how “play time” has changed over the years already.  Our oldest able to imagine situations, and move the pieces in the doll house with such great care.  How she flinches a grimace when she accidentally knocks over a tiny doll-house vase, but she takes a deep breath and sets it right again.  My heart is warmed as I watch our middle child in another part of the living room, sharing a toy with our youngest.  These are the things that make a father proud, and thankful that the foundation of all of this – is Christ.

It reminds me of my wife’s favorite verse.  It’s one I’d never really heard of until we were together.  A beautiful picture of God having the heart of a father:

“The LORD your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing.” – Zephaniah 3:17

To think that these moments exist in the heart of God, multiplied by the infinite.  It definitely makes me thankful God has shared His “creative” image with us in the ability to grow families.

Unfortunately, it also means his heart is wounded infinitely more than our own when we see our children fighting.  When we know our daughters must love each other, and we see those moments where they act selfishly.  We cannot begin to imagine how God’s heart breaks when he sees his children relate the way we do to one another sometimes.

May we seek more ways to exist in loving relationships with our brothers and sisters.  May we care for our siblings who are forgotten and discarded by the world.  And may we find ourselves lost in creative expressions of worship once in a while…in a way that makes God close his book….and smile on us as we play. 🙂

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happy New.

it continues to pour, yet we cannot hold more
and so we switch glasses quickly.

a late night countdown, and hope abounds
but sounds can be deceiving

underneath the thin veil of energy and smiles
there resides miles of suffering and need.
people who bleed.

people who have bled
for a long time already
and would be dead if they hadn’t convinced themselves
they had plenty.

a new year begun, and the songs that are sung
seem like something we’ve heard before
the hope of the world rests in simply changing a number
we begin to wonder
if there might be more.

What is new?

Beyond a new calendar and a midnight kiss
something we so often miss
glazed over in the morning after
realizing we want more than a new chapter

We want a new book.

And so we look back at how the world shook
When Christ entered the scene. We see what it means…New.
Less of me, more of you. And so, we drop the “year”
and simply say, “Happy New”. 🙂