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i  have a friend who walked the isle when she was a wee child and joined the church because that is what she thought she had to do. now this can, and probably will, lead to discussion about childhood conversions later. but for now we fast-forward forty years and now she has her doubts. one major deal-breaker for her is the definition of hell. can there be an eternal place like dante painted? i do not know exactly what it is, but it might be worse.

Mark says this:

 

…hell, where their worm never dies and the fire is never quenched. 9:47-8

 

If hell is just a place without God, and it is just a little hole in the ground, then I do not want to be there. If it is eternal separation from Abba, then I do not want to be there. Do not narrow down my theology to “Fire Insurance” because I do not believe in scaring folk into walking the isle. That is not coming into a full relationship with Christ. But the idea of full gospel to me is not about just one thing like secret prayer language, raised hand, or Bible version. The Full Gospel starts with a contrast of where we can end up, the good and the bad. And the bad sounds like, well, hell. A worm taken out of the dirt can dry up very quickly. Throw that guy on a hot piece of sidewalk during a Louisiana summer and he will not live long enough to make it across the walkway. Now imagine that suffering never ending. Never, ever. That is an idea Mark gives us of how bad it is. The word “never” is repeated twice. 

 

In contrast, Christ has offered us life abundantly. 

 

Full Gospel needs to speak the Truth of this contrast. Full Gospel offers an alternative to Hell. Both here and forever there.

 

That is why i do what i do…

I have been thinking a lot about the Lord’s Supper. In a denomination I once was a part of, it was called Communion. I still like the image that word calls up when you embrace it fully. Think about the Lord coming down and putting His big clean feet on this ball of dirt we call Earth. The problem is that human theologians look for problems. We start asking questions about what it means to us or to them. We draw a line in the sand and say this side or that side. They call it Communion and we do not.

 

I love the idea of God stepping down from a Heavenly Host and kicking back with us at the table for a piece of bread. The real bread and butter of life. Simple ingredients, but able to sustain us through a hard day’s work in our flesh or a cold night’s travails in our own spirit. 

 

I especially do not like the anti-movement I am seeing against business as usual in the church. I agree that we have done some things that can come off dry and dusty. But throw the little baby Jesus out with the bath water? The Disciples of Christ celebrate the Lord’s Supper every service. It is a major part of their gathering. It is important. They are taking the words of Christ a bit literal. They are doing “this” in remembrance of Him. They set the table every service and expect God to show up for their time of communion. 

 

And then the anti-traditionalist takes over and complains about how there are no directives on how often we are told to “remember”. Soon we are going months without even mentioning it. We argue over semantics and dump the whole spirit of the event out with the wash.

Lee Eclov, a pastor in Illinois, suggests that we might try using the word celebrate the way we do in other contexts: “Maybe some morning, instead of solemnly passing these trays, we should dance for joy. Maybe we should sing every born-again song we know. Maybe we should tell our ‘homecoming’ stories and laugh like people who no longer fear death. Maybe we should ask if anyone wants seconds and hold our little cups high to toast lost sisters found and dead brothers alive.” 

We are indeed sinners whom Christ has found, runaway children coming home, pharisees who missed it. Whatever we are, I could use a little more communion.

 

 

According to Barna, I am part of the generation after the baby-boomers. We are called the Baby-Buster generation. Then comes the Post-Modern gen. Now here is why I am telling you all this. 

These two generations are part of the hippie after effects (my paraphrase) who do not trust authority.

Dam the man.

I hate organized whatever.

Don’t trust anyone over 30. 

So how does it attach into the church? 

When you have two generations who do not trust authority or believes in absolute truth, you have this foundation for a mass exodus away from ORGANIZED religion, ie. the church. This group does not want to be preached to or preached at. 

Along with some other reasons that I may rant about in the future, he predicts that by 2025 only 30% of the Believers will go to church. Right now only about 70% do… 

So much for that 20 million dollar tower of babel we were drawing up….

 

I now repost something from my other, now defunct blog, that began when a friend sent me the following email:

 

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Why Go To Church?   

A Church goer wrote a letter to the editor of a newspaper and complained 
that it made no sense to go to church every Sunday. “I’ve gone for 30 
years now,” he wrote, “and in that time I have heard something like 
3,000 sermons. But for the life of me, I can’t remember a single one of 
them. So, I think I’m wasting my time and the pastors are wasting theirs 
by giving sermons at all.” 

This started a real controversy in the “Letters to the Editor” column, 
much to the delight of the editor. It went on for weeks until someone 
wrote this 
clincher: 

“I’ve been married for 30 years now. In that time my wife has cooked 
some 32,000 meals. But, for the life of me, I cannot recall the entire 
menu for a single one of those meals. But I do know this.. They all 
nourished me and gave me the strength I needed to do my work. If my wife 
had not given me these meals, I would be physically dead today. 
Likewise, if I had not gone to church for nourishment, I would be 
spiritually dead today!” When you are DOWN to nothing…. God is UP to 
something! Faith sees the invisible, believes the incredible and 
receives the impossible! Thank God for our physical AND our spiritual 
nourishment! 

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as captain hook would say, “good form old man!” 

we have a whole generation that is growing up hating church. we should not be surprised by this though, because their parents grew up hating the establishment, the man, anything organized, tradition, and for that matter, anything normal. 

now the abnormal is normal. a sport must be XTREME to be interesting. the last stupid bowl is now long forgotten. who played in it? (truth by known, i pick the winners by the graphics on their helmets)

 

in fact, i did not hear much about the game. what folks talked about is the half-time show and the commercials. forget the overpriced athletes, they want to see the overpriced commercials. and a chance to see some twit pull the shirt off some already half naked has- been. 

so now we expect the same from church. forget the reason we gather together (like the BIBLE says we should), forget the sermon, i want to hear the songs i like, i want to pray just for me, i want, i want, i wannnnt…. 

the SERVICE is built around the altar inside a church. an altar is where we leave our offerings. i am disturbed by the ease at which modern church folk have started calling it a stage. are we admitting it is just a performance?  and that since we are paying we can demand what is on the stage?

when we have a culture that believes they DESERVE to get what they want, when they want, there is a great danger that they will never be satisfied serving God. without this basic parameter there is no wonder we have lost the ability to see the altar before us. 

……………….. 

the barna research group offers some interesting facts on this (all from the book “Revolution”): 

8 out of 10 believers do not believe they have entered into the presence of GOD, or experienced a connection with HIM,  in the worship service 

half of all believers do not believe they have entered into the presence of GOD, or experienced a connection with HIM, during the past year 

only one out of every four churched believers says that they expect HIM to be the primary beneficiary of their worship (most say they expect to get the most from the experience) 

………………… 

so the next time you hear someone say they did not get much from a church service, ask them what they left as an offering…. 

(some may be waiting for the sermon on leaving our cares and sins there, that is another sermon for another time)

 

\o/ i am talking about ending the illusion that worship is a juke box that we plug our change into and expect someone to tickle our ears. \o/

some years ago i heard a not-so-funny, and quite vulgar man attempt stand-up comedy on the idiot box. he went into this long rant about how “his people” go to chuurrrcccch. and those other people go to service.

it made me pause and realize just how appropriate the word service is for our koinonia times. what an apropos word to describe the condition our heart, mind, and soul should be in as followers of the GOD of the entire universe. 

we really jacked up the easy pay program God worked out for us at the altar. 

in the old testament times you had to bring a pure sacrifice, hold it down, and watch as the life blood leaked out of its neck until it died for your sins.  

then came Jesus 

and He died once and for all. in return He said give Him your all. He said, “I want mankind: all of his heart, mind, and soul.” but we fail to do that for just an hour a week.   

so we twisted that to say that since we are living in new testament times we no longer need to sacrifice. it is time for some beattitudinal adjustments. 

so, who needs church service?

 

 

 

 

 

Bowing down in blind credulity, as is my custom before mere authority and the tradition of the elders, superstitiously swallowing a story I could not test at the time by experiment of private judgement, I am firmly of the opinion that I was born on the 29 of May 1874 on Campden Hill, Kensington

I have a friend whose birthday falls in January. For the first half of his life they celebrated that special day on January 8th. Imagine his surprise when he found out it was the ninth of that month that was the actual anchor point of his fleshly introduction to this world. The moment of self-discovery came when he found a document of live-birth with his name on it and the birthday marked was the ninth. Was this a conspiracy? Was his family part of a government cover-up? Was his mom or dad in the witness protection program? Was his entire life a series of near truths? Little lies that were just a day off?

 

The Backstory

 

In 1935, on the eighth of the first month of that year, one Elvis Aaron Presley was born. Or so the records say… And my friend’s mom loved The King and his music so, that she expedited the celebration of her own son’s birthday one day to coincide with The King’s Day. 

 

There does not appear to be any maladjustments or harbored feelings of ill in my friend’s psyche as a result of this discovery. But one has to wonder about how often the trail of evidence leads to various versions of the story we believe because we have been told that story as truth for years. And can one piece of “solid” evidence shake the very foundations of our faith?

 

Somehow the Fathers of our faith knew that there would be doubters. And worse, there would be those whose sole existence would be anchored in the negative. You know the type. The person who lives only to point out the dark. The guy who sits down to magnificent meal, spread out for a king, and complains that there is too much ice in the water. He then goes into a tirade about politics and the end of free life. There have always been those guys who volunteer to be the stick for the mud. 

 

Jewish law set up a system in their culture where the testimony of witnesses counted as proof, even in a court setting. The four Gospels are written by eye-witnesses of the greatest event of all time. The synoptics along with the fourth verified the Christ Event through this method of first-hand experience. 

 

My birth certificate has the signature of the doctor who witnessed my live birth. The New Testament  is in essence a death certificate and a re-birth certificate signed by the apostles.

 

I remember visiting a church once during the Sunday School hour. Each class was plainly marked with the teacher’s name and under each name was their “Birthday”. Not the one on their Birth Certificate though. Their Spirit Birth was up there. Then it hits me. We make a big deal about our Birthdays, but we were not there. We take someone’s word about that day. We may even have a false document (my uncle’s identity was stolen and used to re-identify a kidnapping victim). But we are given the first-hand knowledge of this renewed spirit day. 

Maybe it is time we start celebrating our Spirit Birthdays alone with the other one. I welcome another excuse for Red Velvet cake…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I doubt that Swingtown will find an audience. At its heart, it’s shackled by the restrictions of broadcast TV and unable to really show the debauched excess that it implies for fear of running afoul of the FCC. For a show about sexual freedom, it’s remarkably neutered.

I never knew neutered could be remarkable…

 

I did not hear one person speaking about this show today. But then again I spent the day working on the design for my friend who is a Cowboy Preacher, tending my veggie garden, and being a lifeguard while my boys were jumping backwards into the pool. And there was no disco to be found anywhere I roamed today. How nice. 

 

 

 

I know this sounds like I am ultra-conservative. But I just do not get the new show on CBS about the swinging seventies. I do not get having to look at the clothes again. I do not get the idea of swapping clothes let along the body parts that go in them. But the thing that really has me confused today… why would anyone want to bring back disco. That crappy excuse for dance music sucked then, it sucks now, and thirty years from now, guess what, it will still SUCK. Yeah baby, that’s right I wore a Disco is Dead t-shirt. I swam in the sounds of the rock guitar. I did not swing to the horsemen from hell, otherwise known as the Gibbs. The bells of hades are ringing tonight because disco has escaped the fire pits to fill the speakers of every devilvision tuned into CBS. 

 

CBS you suck.

Et tu disco duck?

 

Mark my words. This show will make the kids cry in their sleep…

The following are all cut and pasted from the new report:

http://www.persecution.org/suffering/html/Docs/ICCHallofShame2008.pdf

 

 

Hall of Shame Annual Report

The World’s 10 Worst Persecutors of Christians

• North Korea
• Iraq
• Saudi Arabia
• China
• Pakistan
• Eritrea
• Egypt
• India
• Laos
• Indonesia

 

 

Even though Christians are one of the largest religious groups persecuted for their faith, their plight is almost entirely ignored by the mainstream media. It is alarming that a human rights issue of this magnitude is so often ignored.

In the period covered by this report (December 2006 - December 31, 2007), Christians continued to experience severe persecution for their faith on an alarming scale. Several trends of note were:

1. A crackdown on house churches in China in the lead up to the Beijing Olympics,

2. A continuing campaign by radical Muslims to exterminate Christians from Iraq, and

3. An escalation of radical Hindu attacks against Christians in India, which culminated at the very end of 2007 with a series of mob attacks on Christians villages in the state of Orissa.

………………………..

This is not the worst of the stories in this report:

Evangelist Killed and Sacrificed for Hindu Goddess

A young Indian evangelist has been killed by Hindu priests seeking human

sacrifices for a Hindu goddess, the latest in a series of attacks against Christians

in India. Vipin Mandloi had reportedly been missing since October 14, 2007,

when he left his house to graze his goats and sheep near a Hindu temple.

Reports state that priests were angry that he had converted to Christianity and

was preaching the gospel.

 

 

I used this quote three months ago on this site:

 

 

Final conclusion: Even with the proliferation of Bibles today, Christians are reading their Bibles less and less. I believe the evangelical church has only 50 years of life left. 50 years left of evangelicalism because of marginalization of the Word of God. We need another Reformation! The enemy of the gospel now is not religious hierarchy but moral anarchy, not tradition but entertainment. The enemy of the gospel is Protestantism run amock; it is an anti-intellectual, anti-knowledge, feel-good faith that has no content and no convictions. Part of the communal repentance that is needed is a repentance about the text. And even more importantly, there must be a repentance with regard to Christ our Lord. Just as the Bible has been marginalized, Jesus Christ has been ‘buddy-ized.’ His transcendence and majesty are only winked at, as we turn him into the genie in the bottle, beseeching God for more conveniences, more luxury, less hassle, and a life without worries or lack of comfort. He no longer wears the face that the apostles recognized. Or, as Erasmus remarked, “When you read the Greek New Testament, you can see the face of Jesus more clearly than if you were one of his disciples”! A bit of hyperbole, but the point is worth underscoring: The God we worship today no longer resembles the God of the Bible. Unless we return to him through a reading and digesting of the scriptures—through a commitment to the text, the evangelical church will become irrelevant, useless, dead.

Truth is I can never get this out of my head. I have been fighting it. But now, I do. I do believe it.

Last year we bought this little inflatable pool for the boys. They only needed a few inches of water then. This year that same pool is at full capacity. In one year their courage has grown ten times deeper. Sitting in three inches last year could almost over-whelm their trust in us for putting them there. This year they run into a face first dive.

 

Too many attend church just to stay in the baby pool. Not ever going into the shallow end of the big people pool. Let us dive in to the deep end this summer. Maybe we will find Christ walking around on that end…

…waiting for us to trust Him for something deeper than the shallow sweetness we settle for.

I believe one of the elements of a good leader is the staff picked to support their office. Quite frankly I would look around and wonder if I was the weak link. I would fill the roster of my support with pointy sharpies. I believe Ronald Reagan did this. So he was able to put together wonderful speeches. (He did a lot of his own writing it has been said.) His quotes are floating around the internet in droves. One of my favorite speeches he gave is during the inaugural commission of the NATIONAL MEDAL OF THE ARTS. Listen to this…

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In societies that are not free, art dies.