Friday, July 30, 2004
It works!
The film and theology post had something wrong in the code, which I couldn't figure out, so I just deleted it and went on...
Now, I can return to creating a story of the reorientation here in the blogosphere!
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
God likes to stay a little hidden
I see this way that God constantly goes to metaphors. And Jesus does too in the parables, expecially when talking about the kingdom of heaven. Metaphors are limited in complete understanding and inherently wrong when taken to (theological) extremes. Even the notion of God as Father has led me to absolutely declare that God is a man.... Stupid me. I wonder how much of our faith, and our understanding of God, comes in metaphors. How much of God's revelation of himself is purposefully given in ways that keep us from making absolute statements and going to extremes that will make us look silly 500 years from now or sooner...I think this may be truer than may of us may be comfortable with.
Further, by using metaphors that are inherently flawed at extremes, does God keep us from knowing absolutely? Does this help keep our faith from being knowledge? hmm... |
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Monday, July 26, 2004
| I got this from MaggiDawn, whose blog I just visited for the first time today, looks like some interesting reading...
On their way to get married, a young couple is involved in a fatal car accident. The couple find themselves sitting outside the Pearly Gates waiting for St. Peter to process them into Heaven. While waiting, they begin to wonder: Could they possibly get married in Heaven? When St. Peter shows up, they asked him. St. Peter says, “I don’t know. This is the first time anyone has asked. Let me go find out,” and he leaves. The couple sat and waited for an answer for a couple of months. While they waited, they discussed that IF they were allowed to get married in Heaven, SHOULD they get married, what with the eternal aspect of it all. “What if it doesn’t work?” they wondered, “Are we stuck together FOREVER?” After yet another month, St. Peter finally returns, looking some what bedraggled. “Yes,” he informs the couple, “you CAN get married in Heaven.” “Great!” said the couple, “But we were just wondering, what if things don’t work out? Could we also get a divorce in Heaven?” St. Peter, red-faced with anger, slams his clipboard to the ground. “What’s wrong?” asked the frightened couple. “OH, COME ON!!” St. Peter shouts, “It took me three months to find a priest up here! Do you have ANY idea how long it’ll take me to find a lawyer?” |
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
Prayers
click on the title and go to his site, and be praying for him, R. Carasco and his family and his son, Sam.
Vocab - on se parle trop vite
I take it very seriously, and that is why I use those words in connection with rape.
Monday, July 12, 2004
1 in 10
I downloaded the first chapter from leadership network resources page, it's near the bottom under sample chapters.
It's an interesting read, plus he is very clear in his diagnosis of the church.
ps - I'm loving Pete Ward!
Friday, July 09, 2004
Doug Pagitt
Monday, July 05, 2004
Contrast of Process Salvation and Escapism
First, it creates a negative view of the world. This is an ancient way of thinking, that sees all matter as inherently evil. After all, isn't Satan the god of this world? It's rather silly really - because even if this is a truism, God's plan and purpose is to redeem it all. I see this as a process throughout time culminating eschatologically, escapism theology sees this as an end of the world event. This allows escapism to alliviate themselves of a command to care for comma tend the gift of the ecological system that we have been given, which directly lends itself to industiralized Christianity. Whereas in processism, which is much different than process theology, the believers are God's hands to care for and help return the earth into God's garden of Eden.
Secondly, escapism allows Christians to make converts instead of making disciples. This way allows people to convert, or start the great race, and then sit down, pray and sing and feel good about themselves. Never growing, no adventure. This is possible because of an urgent desire to get folks "saved", asking questions likem, "If you were to die tonight...", which is just creepy really. Why is salvation, which is true life, being motivated only by death? Two words for this approach: stupid, stupid. Of course, process salvationism sees the process of moving from an unimage of Christ to an image of Christ as an eternal process, not an event.
So, I'm not an escapist. I see right now as being just as valuable and important and rewarding, as time spent in heaven, and the new earth.
Friday, June 25, 2004
If you want to be an infallible prophet in my church then fine - let's play by the biblical rules --- if you are wrong we get to kill you.
"Don't you be holding me accountable, you unspiritual freaknut. How on earth do you think you can tell me what God is saying and what he ain't? You are so unspiritual! Have you even read through the Bible three times in one year? How long was your quiet time today? That's it - I gotta go down to the local charismatic church and get the 'spirit' (which is Christianese for 'get my freak on').
So, I'm opinionated here too. I think there was something in my ink!
So read the link. It's by a guy named Scott Williams. Never heard of him - but I like him already!
check it and let me know what you think!
James <><
Thursday, June 24, 2004
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
T-heresa
I'll post some of my memories later...
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
Altar Calls
I am averse to atlar calls. I have been in my current position for a little more than a year and I've actually had kids complain that I don't do enough altar calls. But the students I am leading have become conditioned to cry their guts out on a Wednesday night and live like hell Thursday morning. It had become "confessional" to them - a pseudo-catholic ritual. There were no lasting changes.
I am averse to altar calls because I have seen teenagers so manipulated that I categorize it under emotional rape. I have seen speakers/preachers/pastors so play on adolescent develpment/emotions/hormones that a student responds to an altar call and afterwards has little memory of what went on - similar to a horrible car wreck.
I am averse to altar calls because of hearing students say, "I went up to the altar last night. I do it every year at camp - so I figured I would do it on Monday, so that I can relax the rest of the week." We might as well be offering therapy!
I am averse to altar calls because they are not wholistic, which is the kind of process salvation that I desire for the people I interact with, especially for students in my city. I am convinced that Christ wants emotions, intellect, spirit, passion, muscle, everything, to repond to His gift/grace/love.
I have seen great things come about from an altar call, including my life. But, especially in my life, lasting change comes not from the emotional experience alone, but from a continuing, pacing relationship.
It's not that I hate altar calls...
I hate compartmentalized/marganalized/individualized Christianity.
San Francisco via Yreka
It was an intense and meaningful week. The service we did in the communities was outstanding and we helped to make people's lives just a little closer to the reality that Christ has for them. It wrecked me to see the situations kids were in and to think of my own son, for whom I take so much for granted.
Perhaps most personally moving for me was driving through Yreka, CA both ways. It was, of course, the home of Mike Yaconelli, one of my life shapers. I spent time praying for youth workers and pastors all over the world while driving through as I was struck that I am sure prayers for youth pastors, myself included, had risen from that valley so many times before. Mike certainly did not know my name, but he knew my heart, and that's the best! I'll end with a backdoor qoute from Yaconelli...
I'm in awe of youth workers, and I think Jesus is, too.
I just wish the Church felt the same.
Thursday, June 10, 2004
Church of Fools
This church is ancient looking, quiet and one of the characters you can assume bears a striking resemblance to Ned Flanders.
Within the walls of this church you will find people who are respecting the holy space, and conversing the an adjoining room. Where people regularly gather to gain truth. To make truth true (mad props:Andrew Jones).
It's worth a visit. It's worth more than a visit.
But what do you think?
Is this a viable outreach? Is it an excuse waiting to happen for lazy-butt Christians? Comment if you'd like and help the truth here become true.
Wednesday, June 09, 2004
Amazing Pentecost Servic3
I tried typing the "e" at the end three times and I couldn't.
Monday, June 07, 2004
Andrew Jones' Call to Excellence
All this is inspired by Andrew Jones, whome I don't know, but am becoming acquainted with. So check out his aniversary post and the call to excellence he gives.
Feeling like moving to France,
James
Saturday, June 05, 2004
Books! from walmart?
I want to write on the books when I finish each, but...I haven't even wrote about McLaren yet!
Anyways - teaching Sunday School tommorrow...on how prayer is better than sleeping...alone or with someone! Hopefully it will be hard to sleep through!
Later-
J
Friday, June 04, 2004
New Format!
I am also going to work on fixing the column up and having books and such there as well. New stuff!
Today is a bit of a slow day - working on getting stuff going for summer...easy breazy beautiful.
Later-
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
On Friday I participated in a man's last communion. It was something that I never thought I'd ever be doing, yet there I was, with another pastor, ministering a man through his death. It was unlike anything else in the world. The man ended up passing away that evening and the funeral services are this week.
It was one of those moments where being a "youth pastor" was superceded by being a "man of God." At least that is what "qualified" me to be with these people at this time. What was amazing to me is that people looked to me like I knew what was going on, like I could handle this. The only thing I had a handle on was the assurance that another pastor was going to be there, and he knew what to do. In the moments that I was there alone, before my pastor friend arrived, I came to see in a real and fresh way what it meant to be fully present. Nobody expected me to do anything, they just appreciated my being there. I simply visited, prayed, participated in some of a disciple's last hours on earth.
Just another day? No way.
