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I’ve been working on a few posts the past few days. I’m hoping to get them out in the next few days. I don’t want to keep my 3 readers in suspense.

  • I’ve been thinking a lot about grief and mourning. The shootings at Virgina Tech brought the thought to my mind. I don’t think we, as a Western society, know how to grieve well. I’m reflecting about a personal experience, the shootings at Columbine eight years ago, and the shootings at Virgina Tech.
  • This week Lauren and I had an interesting experience at a bookstore. I’m writing a post as a sort of game. It’s all true, but you’ll need to tell me what’s wrong with it. We left the store speechless and aghast. Maybe you can tell me where we went wrong.
  • I’m working on a post for Experiments in Ecclesia. It’s a reflection on how prayer might be a better indication of a churches health rather than basing the health on the size of a congregation.

Let me know if you’re more interested in one of those more than the others. I’ll try to get it out quicker.

peace.

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Last week I made a big confession about visiting Starbucks.  This might not be a big deal to you, but to me it is quite an accomplishment.  It has also been a form of therapy for me.  It’s been over a year since I’ve left Starbucks, and when I left I left with anger, bitterness, hurt, and resentment.  I made a decision that I didn’t want to live with those things in my life anymore.  I didn’t want to be controlled by those things.  So, going to Starbucks has been a big step.

Here’s the confession for this week:

I bought an iPod.

Good news TBN fans, it is telethon season. I don’t have too much to say about TBN as a whole. I don’t know enough about it to really throw my two cents in, but I do know what I saw today. I get caught up in their shows sometimes because it’s hard to look away. I find myself mesmerized by the whiteness of some guy’s hair or how massive some broaches can be and still be attached to clothes. Sometimes I try to guess what I think they will say next. I try to guess how long it will be before they ask for another donation.

Normally, I wouldn’t feel compelled to post a comment about TBN, but today I saw something that I wanted to share. I’m going to try to contain my rant as best as possible. Deep breathes. You too. Deep breathes.

Let me just set the stage for you. It’s filled with people. Those in the fore ground are sitting in chairs or standing on the stage, engaged in the speaker’s words. Those in the background were dancing and jumping around. There was a mix of preaching and singing. The music was great. It was a lot of gospel music. I dig that.

On the screen was the needed information for making that all-important phone call. US and Canada numbers. One for the international callers. Here’s my favorite part. They would flash verses up on the screen to encourage people to give. The one that caught my attention said this:

As he looked up, Jesus saw the rich putting their gifts into the temple treasury. Luke 21:1

I know this verse, and I find myself passing from astonishment to anger. This words that are used to encourage people to “sew into this ministry so they will receive their blessing in full,” are words that are followed by these words:

He also saw a poor widow put in two very small copper coins. “I tell you the truth,” [Jesus] said, “this poor widow has put in more than all the others. All these people gave their gifts out of their wealth; but she out of her poverty put in all she had to live on.”

I would think that if they really wanted to hit home with some people they would flash up the part about giving out of her poverty. I’m sure there are people watching that could resonate with that. I would find some verses that have anything to do with giving up everything. But I would leave out the parts that having to do with not expecting things in return for giving. I would use a lot of verses about people in the old testament times giving to the construction of the temple. For sure. There are a lot of verses about people bringing their gold and silver. It’s too bad that I’ve never been asked to pick out scripture to flash up on a screen during a telethon for TBN.

I’m sitting in the Starbucks on the corner of 58th and Kipling.

The down side of not having the internet at our apartment is that I have to go places to use it.  I’m trying to prepare for church.  For the past 6 weeks we have been working through liturgical verses for the Lenten season.  Easter has passed, and so now we are in need of something new to study and discuss together.  So I take time when I can get it to study and prepare for Sundays when I get some spare time.  Now I normally wouldn’t choose Starbucks to study in, because more often that not I see people that I know and find myself in discussion that distracts from the purpose of being there in the first place.  The biggest reason-no free wi-fi.  That’s a big enough reason.  Seriously, would it kill business to offer the use of the information highway without a toll on the on ramp?

I’m stealing the internet from them-take that.

I started my new job yesterday. I’m really excited about it. I’ll be working outside. I’ll get to drive a front-end loader. I get to work with trees and dirt and mulch and rocks all day. What a great life. I’m looking forward to a job that gives me blisters, sunburn, and exhaustion at the end of each day.

I don’t even use the other one very well.

I wanted to make a comment on someone’s blog, but needed an account. So I got suckered in. Want the kicker? I never did post the comment.

Here’s to having one more thing I don’t need. I guess I’m living the American Dream.