Friday, January 29

from Eden to Acts

In the beginning, God created everything. There wasn't anything that He didn't (or hasn't) created. I'm sure if you're reading this blog you already know that. You're also probably aware that when man (general term, not sexist, general) was created, we weren't good... no... we were very good... (Genesis 1:31)

What happens next is also elementary. God says "Okay, here is the deal. You get everything in this garden. You get to name the beasts, birds and that kind of stuff. You'll also be able to eat of anything from the garden, but stay away from this tree. Everything else is yours. Have fun."

Now, what comes next is us, being retarded and doing what us humans do best: we give in to sin. Now, when the serpent goes to Eve she gives in then takes the fruit to her husband and Adam does what all guys do: gives in to their wives. "Adam, look, this is the fruit of the tree God told us not to eat, have some." Then she batted her eyes and winked and his eyes raised and he was all in.

Something interesting is shown here: Adam and Eve, alone in the garden to tend to everything God have given them and when it comes down to it, were too selfish on their own to say no.

Noah's time comes around and the human race has screwed up SO bad God has had enough. Flood, dove, rainbow. We've somehow forgotten to put unicorns and dinosaurs on the boat, but other than that, we're good. Before that, though, God had come to Noah and said "if you build it, I will flood it. Actually either way, there's a flood a commin' and without a boat, your family is doomed."

Noah started building this thing and his neighbors thought he was just having a Noah moment (Noah was a drunk). Even though he told them "God told me" they ignored him and when the waters came, yeah, you get the point. Here was a community being led by a God given mission and they ignored it.

After the deaths of Egypt's first born children, frogs raining down, and the Red Sea parting, Moses and the Israelites have become free of the Pharaoh. We learned all this from Charlton Heston, right? Good. So, Heston, err, Moses sets up camp and goes up onto a mountain to talk to God. While God is up there writing software for the first iPad, the Israelites have decided they're tired of waiting for Moses and make their own god to worship. Moses, glowing from God's presence, comes off the mountain, holding the new laws, see's everything that's going on and his one eyebrow starts to twitch and he smashes the tablets. A man, filled with God, is brought to anger because of the disrespect shown to God's own plans. Here are Israelites, Gods people, who He freed from slavery, was promised the promised land, have given them everything and more and in less than 40 days without Moses' leadership, they're already praying to a golden caff that just popped out of the fire on its own (Arron, Moses' brother who was left in charge made up the excuse even though Arron, himself, forged the idol). God has touched these peoples lives, directly and they had so quickly fallen from His word.

Then, Christ's birth. Prophecy foretold his coming, and when he came into this world, it wasn't in a storm of fire, or a mighty war, but as a newborn child born in a manger in the middle of a small dunk nothing town. The King of Kings had come into this world as one of us, in the arms of his parents, greeted by the lowest of the low (shepherds) and then lived the life as a carpenter's son.

This boy would become a man, and around his thirtieth year here he began to do his majority of his teachings. This whole time knowing he was going to die for us.

He became close friends with his apostles and taught them, not just how to live but also how to lead. He knew they would be the first leaders in His new Church and he taught by example and loved them even more so because of it.

I could go on a rant about how we forget that the death wasn't the only part of Jesus' life. Jesus dying wasn't the catalyst of our salvation or why it's special, but the way he died, the things leading up to it. I'm saving that post for the beginning of Lent, look for it, expect it.

I will say, that in His death, Jesus gave his apostles a new lease on life. They knew what had to happen and it started with the Acts Church.

In the book of Acts (chapter 2) we're told of this beautiful Church that was more than church.

What's the difference? church (lowercase) is a building, Church (uppercase) is what God wants from us, a life statement that is community.

We are shown what a Church should be. What Church really is. A tight community, that gives everything they have to one another. Those who have more give to those who have less. Each meal is shared, in a holy setting, where there is no greed or pride or anger or lust. There is a connection that makes everything they do an offering to God because Jesus died for them and their love they show is a direct reflection of the love God shows them.

Each day their numbers grew, just because people saw how their lives could be different. It wasn't about preaching, or music, or anything but their lifestyle and they turned lives around because of it.

So, what does any of Acts have to do with Eden?

If Eve and Adam had an Acts community, would we have been kicked out of Eden? When God came to Noah and said "build an arcy arcy" and he told his neighbors, his Acts community, would they have turned away? The Israelites, left on their own accord after 40 days, and had been like an Acts Church, would they have built a golden caff? Would they even have had gold to melt?

We are shown a lot through these stories. That without a community like the apostles had started in Acts, we will ignore His word, His voice, we will forget what He has done for us and we will sin. Without this real life community of believers we are all naked in a garden, waiting for a snake. We are all foolish neighbors, and we are all idol builders.

God has shown us that we can have paradise without a Garden.

Thursday, January 28

around... like this...

I hand wrote a blog yesterday, talking about how I find "Communion in the Chaos" how I recenter myself and it became a "most music sucks..." concept and it came off very egotistical and self centered. I learned something from it, though...

I'm a prick.

No, what I learned was that I was missing the real point I was trying to get at.

I asked a question, on FaceBook, yesterday "what everyone thinks are elements to a service, any run of the mill you name it service." I was looking for concrete answers to help me write a blog about Open Source Worship. What I got was anything but that and probably the most riveting comments I've ever read through.

I began to look at what people were saying and then how others were responding to them and I noticed something that struck me as odd.

We expect things from a service.

We expect to be able to walk into a church's sanctuary at a service and know what's going on because certain things are in place.

This service we see is empty.

How? We bring ourselves to God - we offer up our prayer, our worship, praises, confessions - ourselves, but we still come into each service with this predetermined view of what should be there.

I'm apart of a very "organic" service. Each week a team of highly gifted and God centered people meet and plan out how the service is to be molded to fit the sermon. This has been going on for five years now and they've hit this rhythm and God is really going to take us places in the next few months.

There is one service that stands out in my mind, and probably always will. I can't remember the sermon or the series we were in but the service was what we classified as a Quaker service. We took out all the chairs, tables, instruments, and left the alter and communion. The congregation was told to just sit in prayer and if you feel led to talk, talk. Let the Holy Spirit fill you with Gods words and speak. And what was expected to be an hour of silence filled with minor exploratory comments from a few members what we got was so much more.

After an hour and half of the deepest prayer and meditation I've ever had, I came away filled with this renewed strength and I was ready to take on the world because I knew God had lifted every bit of prayer in that room, had done so much and in that moment God had a tight hold on me.

I remember this service every time I begin to question what God Time is supposed to be like. What happens when I bring myself in front of God and give everything. How does that look, where am I, where is He?

The comments made me think: why do we expect to see certain elements in our corporate (I hate that word so much, it took me four times to spell it correctly) worship? Would we bring these elements into our own alone time with God? Every time we pray, do we have music, or a pastor teaching a sermon, or a projector with bible verses on it?

Have we really lost touch on what worship is? Have we lost focus on what God wants from us because we're trying to be like every other service and power church? Are we trying to be the next Mars Hill or Willow Creek and are we lying to ourselves about it?

If that one service could change MY outlook in what a service should be, is everything else smoke and mirrors. Are we turning the beauty of God's image of his Church into a pop culture stereotype? or have we already done it?

In the blog I had written I make a statement that one of the things that re-energizes me, re-centers me, is music. In all honesty, it's not. I don't need music to re-center me. I need God Time. I need as much of God Time as I can get.

What is God Time?

Jesus shows us by going off alone. "Very early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed." (Mark 1:35 NIV) "But Jesus often withdrew to lonely places and prayed." (Luke 5:16).

Two things strike me here: First, Jesus "left the house and went off to a solitary place". He didn't stick around and allow the distractions that would have been effect his time, he left. He took a walk and found someplace else. Second, "Jesus often withdrew". Often is defined as "many times" and "many" is defined by "consisting of or amounting to a large but indefinite number". Jesus didn't do this once or twice. He did it enough times where his Apostles noticed He was missing.

The first few times there was probably panic. "Where did Jesus go?!" they searched and found Him walking back, probably with a glow to him. "Where did you go, Rabbi?" Jesus would look confused, then it would click and he'd grin. "Seriously? I mean, I can't get away and be with my Father?" (dramatic paraphrasing on my behalf here). Then, after a few times, they'd all catch on (except Peter) and go "Oh, he's off again, praying, having God Time." Sooner of latter, Peter would catch on and all would be kosher. Even Jesus, God incarnate, needed a recharge, needed time to be with him and God. Then, usually afterward, he'd do something huge like feed three thousand, walk on water or you know, raise from the dead?

So, what is God Time to me?

My perfect God Time description: A silent room, my bible, His love, His vision for me, working through me, being shown to me in His word. When was the last time I've had real God Time?

September 19, 2009.

During a weekend retreat, I had some 'down time' between two of the talks and I found an empty chair in the cabin area and just gave in. I broke down and returned to that moment like I had back when we did the 'Quaker' service.

That weekend changed my life. Don't believe me? Ask my wife.

If we really open ourselves to the love, vision and life God has for us, we'd be much happier, much more motivated and much less likely to punch someone in the face.

God Time can recharge and change you; you just have to let God in to do it.

Thursday, January 7

faithfulness

Maybe I've been the problem, maybe I'm the one to blame but even when I turn it off and blame myself, the outcome feels the same I've been thinkin maybe I've been partly cloudy, maybe I'm the chance of rain, maybe I'm overcast, and maybe all my lucks washed down the drain.

I've been thinking 'bout everyone, everyone you look so lonely

But when I look at the stars, when I look at the stars, when I look at the stars I see someone else. When I look at the stars, the stars, I feel like myself.


I'm not going to do the normal year end post, about how I look back at 2009 and talk about all the things I did right, did wrong, or didn't do. I'm not going to look back and go "Man, I wish I had time for this..." or "That was stupid..." because years are just a way to mark the passing of time, not the passing of life.

True, the past 365 days have been different than the 365 days before them (730 days have passed since the beginning of 2008) but I'm looking at the days ahead of me.

I've started, with a slump, a daily blog for Longrock Chronicles, I've been accepted into Tellious, our church's leadership training thing (which is weird to think about out loud), I'm involved in church youth, the Refinery which I think is starting to take off and its visioning team.

I'm moving forward, no longer worried about 2010 being "the year" or whatever, I'm moving forward, knowing that next year, at this time, everyone else will be talking about the resolutions they couldn't keep, and I'll be looking ahead still at what I have to accomplish.

These things all came from a little star I drew this past Sunday, Faithfulness, a fruit of the spirit, a gift from God, who wants to use this gift in my life to really get to understand Him and "get" Him more than ever.

In the few days since it, I've pushed myself and I'm already starting to see the big picture more clearly. I'm starting to get to see why everything is so rough for everyone right now, I finally understand that God wants me to live in peace with Him, joyously with Him, which will bring the same to others around me and all I needed was a little faithfulness in Him.

Praise be.