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Whose idea was this anyway? (My fingerprints on another catastrophic day)

Whose idea was this anyway? (My fingerprints on another catastrophic day)
Chances are I awakened this morning prepared to not do God’s will. After all even Jesus didn’t always want to do God’s will.
 
We’re told Jesus rose up a great while before day to pray to seek God’s will. Then late one night while praying he struggled against doing what God wanted praying, “if it is possible please let this cup pass from me.” He finally yielded saying,  “nevertheless your will not mine be done.”
 
Jesus knew that, just like at creation, the only day that could end with the words “it is good,” is the day that flowed from God’s creative, all-knowing hand.
 
If Jesus, so in tune with God, could desire things not in God’s will, how much more am I likely to be willfully wrong, headed in the wrong direction, wandering off the path? How many days have I not even sought God’s will for my day?
 
Each day is a story and each day’s story will be written by me, or written by God. My life will be the compilation of these daily stories and the overall story will be richer and better if God’s handiwork is seen each day.
 
Jesus taught the disciples to pray each day, “thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.” Whoa…how often do I pray “thy will be done,” but then spend exactly zero time contemplating what God’s will might be this very day in this so-called life of mine?
 
 “Look for God. Look for God like a man with his head on fire looks for water,” so said Elizabeth Gilbert.
 
Great advise, but do I even know my head is on fire?
 
George MacDonald knew what it meant for his will to be at odds with God’s. “Afresh I seek thee. Lead me–once more I pray – even should it be against my will, thy way. Let me not feel thee foreign any hour, or shrink from thee as an estranged power. Through doubt, through faith, through bliss, through stark dismay, through sunshine, wind, or snow, or fog, or shower, Draw me to thee who art my only day.”
 
Feels a bit overwhelming actually, to think that my will could derail this day from God’s best for it, but then my head is on fire so I guess I have an excuse?
 
What good is it to pray “your will be done” if I do not seek God’s will and do it each moment of each day, drawing nearer to God who IS my only best day?
 

Posted in Staublog in May 15, 2012 by | No Comments »

Crabbed Age and Youth ~ Russian Girl

Crabbed Age and Youth ~ Russian Girl

This summer’s KindlingsFest will take on the issue of creating an intergenerational future. with amazing speakers artists all set on beautiful Orcas Island. The Theme “Crabbed Age and Youth” was inspired by a Shakespeare sonnet by that title. Here is a a you tube of russian girl reciting the poem~ Warning she starts in russian but then recites the poem in english: YouTube Link crabbed age and youth~russia. Join us this summer for a rocking good time!

Posted in Staublog in May 11, 2012 by | No Comments »

Helping children of all ages find the path to eternal gladness

Helping children of all ages find the path to eternal gladness
This week I got to do one of favorite things. I talked to small group of kids at our church’s AWANA program. 
 
I asked them a trick question. What do you want to be when you grow up? 
 
They responded quickly: Veterinarian. Soldier. Pilot. Destiny said she wants to be a missionary (because she wants to travel). One ambitious sweetie Sabrina said, “I want to be the founder of a highly successful bakery with multiple locations nationwide.” HHHHMMMM.
 
I pointed out that God created each of them and that with each of my kids I felt my job as a father was to help them discover what they do well and enjoy doing as a pointer to the kind of work they should do in life.
 
I thought of this today when I read C.S. Lewis from The Weight of Glory. “True personality lies ahead—how far ahead, for most of us, I dare not say. And the key to it does not lie in ourselves. It will not be attained by development from within outwards. It will come to us when we occupy those places in the structure of the eternal cosmos for which we were designed or invented. As a color first reveals its true quality when placed by an excellent artist in its pre-elected spot between certain others, as a spice reveals its true flavor when inserted just where and when a good cook wishes among the other ingredients, as the dog becomes really doggy only when he has taken his place in the household of man, so we shall then first be true persons when we have suffered ourselves to be fitted into our places.”
 
Finding your place in the expression of your unique God given talents is a key element in becoming fully human, authentic, what Lewis calls “true personality.” Frederick Buechner said your place of service is where your “deep gladness and the worlds deep hunger meets.”
 
I said I asked the kids a trick question. I asked what do you want to “BE” when you grow up and they all, like most of us would, answered with what they want to “DO” when they grow up.
 
My friend Nigel is fond of saying we are not human doings we are human beings. (Lately his fertile mind has added we are “human becomings.”)
 
I pointed out to the children, what I need to be reminded of myself. God is as interested, perhaps more interested, in the kind of person we ARE than in what we do. What do I want to be when I grow up? I want to be a good, honest and true person, kind compassionate, caring person, one who seeks to obey God’s commandments, loving God and neighbor as myself?
 
George MacDonald’s writings had a huge influence on C.S. Lewis and he said this about becoming the person he wanted to BE.
 
“I take comfort in my very badness. It is for lack of thee that I am bad. How close, how infinitely closer yet must I come to thee, ere I can pay one debt which mere humanity has on me set! “How close to thee!”–no wonder, soul, thou art glad! Oneness with him is the eternal gladness.”
 
I want to be good, and goodness comes from God and to become one with God, beginning now, is the path to eternal gladness.
 
What do you want to be when you grow up?
 

Posted in Staublog in April 27, 2012 by | 1 Comment »

About our KindlingsFest 2012 Theme: Crabbed Age and Youth Cannot Live Together

About our KindlingsFest 2012 Theme: Crabbed Age and Youth Cannot Live Together
People are asking me about the theme for KindlingsFest 2012: CRABBED Age and Youth Cannot Live Together: Towards Creating An Intergenerational Future In A Fragmented Age (Artist: Aleksandr Kharon. Title: Old Man and Boy)
 
It is one near and dear to my heart. I was once young, and my life was estimably enriched by a few I admired, trusted and who went before me. Now I’m an older man who sees great promise in the future generation thoughtful, creatives for whom God is of central importance. 
 
Since the beginning of time older and younger generations have asked if they can live together.  (Shakespeare coined the phrase, “Crabbed age and Youth” in a poem by that title.) Today we live in a fragmented age that separates us into demographic groups by our age. We see this in culture and in faith communities.
 
At The Kindlings we know it was not always so, nor do we believe it should it be. From ancient times the aged and youth have been encouraged to know one another, learn from one another, create with and love one another.
 
The Kindlings is devoted to rekindling the spiritual, intellectual, creative legacy of Christian in culture intergenerationally so it stands to reason this theme is close to our hearts. At K-Fest 2011 some 20 ands 30 year-old’s felt their voices weren’t represented adequately and we knew they were right!
 
SO 2012 KindlingsFest is aimed at exploring the challenges and benefits of creating a richer intergenerational future. As always KindlingsFest 2012 will offer a synergistic mix of spiritual, intellectual and creative approaches to this theme with younger and older artists, speakers and panelists.
 
Few subjects are more timely and important~so join us as we make merriment, art and memories while advancing this discussion:
 

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Posted in Staublog in April 25, 2012 by | No Comments »

Hans Rookmaaker: A reminder of our calling from Art Needs No Justification,

Hans Rookmaaker: A reminder of our calling from Art Needs No Justification,

“Handel with his Messiah, Bach with his Matthew Passion, Rembrandt with his Denial of St. Peter, and the architects of those Cistercian churches were not evangelizing, nor making tools for evangelism; they worked to the glory of God. They did not compromise their art. They were not devising tools for religious propaganda or holy advertisement. And precisely because of that they were deep and important. Their works were not the means to an end, the winning of souls, but they were meaningful and an end in themselves, to God’s glory, and showing forth something of the love that makes things warm and real. Art has too often become insincere and second-rate in its very effort to speak to all people, and to communicate a message that art was not meant to communicate. In short, art has its own validity and meaning, certainly in the Christian framework.”

 

Posted in Staublog in April 18, 2012 by | No Comments »

A Good Friday Poem (Habel)

A Good Friday Poem (Habel)

So if you’re not too proud,

Too busy,

Or too old,

I will throw you My forgiveness

As I did when men like you

Were coldly nailing Me

To the splintered stake of death.

My forgiveness reaches out

As you hear Me cry, “You’re in,”

As you see Me sweat and die

For all the broken ties

Between mankind and God.”

Norman C. Habel,

Posted in Staublog in April 6, 2012 by | 1 Comment »

Seven Stanzas at Easter By John Updike

Make no mistake: if He rose at all
it was as His body;
if the cells’ dissolution did not reverse, the molecules
reknit, the amino acids rekindle,
the Church will fall.
 
It was not as the flowers,
each soft Spring recurrent;
it was not as His Spirit in the mouths and fuddled
eyes of the eleven apostles;
it was as His Flesh: ours.
 
The same hinged thumbs and toes,
the same valved heart
that – pierced – died, withered, paused, and then
regathered out of enduring Might
new strength to enclose.
 
Let us not mock God with metaphor,
analogy, sidestepping transcendence;
making of the event a parable, a sign painted in the
faded credulity of earlier ages:
let us walk through the door.
 
The stone is rolled back, not papier-mache,
not a stone in a story,
but the vast rock of materiality that in the slow
grinding of time will eclipse for each of us
the wide light of day.
 
And if we will have an angel at the tomb,
make it a real angel,
weighty with Max Planck’s quanta, vivid with hair,
opaque in the dawn light, robed in real linen
spun on a definite loom.
 
Let us not seek to make it less monstrous,
for our own convenience, our own sense of beauty,
lest, awakened in one unthinkable hour, we are
embarrassed by the miracle,
and crushed by remonstrance.
 
 
From the volume, Telephone Poles and Other Poems © 1961 by John Updike. 
 

Posted in Staublog in April 5, 2012 by | No Comments »

The Hunger Games: Gratuitous Violence or Morality Tale?

The Hunger Games: Gratuitous Violence or Morality Tale?
I’ll confess. When I first heard about the storyline of Hunger Games I was appalled and thought civilization had slipped another cog into the abyss.
Hunger Games has sold 26 million copies and is the first young adult book to sell a million copies on Kindle. Released last weekend at theatres, it broke box office records for a new non-sequel release.
People who know the basic plot line are asking why the series is so popular?
After all, Hunger Games is a dark story set in a post-apocalyptic future. It features twenty-four teenagers, two each from twelve districts, chosen at random and released into the wild with a mandate to kill each other until one is left standing.
In reality TV fashion these killer teens are televised so an elite, effete, pampered audience can be entertained. A game master introduces dramatic elements like forest fires and mutant attack dogs to keep the storyline exciting. Bets are placed on winners and losers and “sponsorships” provided for the audience’s favorite teenage warriors.
These gladiatorial games are the invention of a tyrannical, oppressive government seeking to suppress any attempted uprising by the twelve impoverished districts, whose inhabitants sustain the pampered lifestyle of the Capital of Panem, a nation rebuilt from the ruins of a war savaged North America.
The Hunger Games is wildly popular and controversial.  The American Library Association ranks it fifth on the list of most banned books for 2010, because of parental complaints that the books are sexually explicit, unsuited to the age group, and too violent.
Is Hunger Games gratuitous violence run amok or a morality tale?
It is common knowledge that Suzanne Collins conceived the Hunger Games when one night she flipped the TV channel from teenagers on a reality-TV show to footage of teenagers serving in the Iraqi war. She couldn’t shake this jarring juxtaposition. As a result, beyond the short sentences, page turning plotline and memorable characters, Hunger Games smuggles ideas that matter into the reader’s minds.
So does the popularity of Hunger Games offer good news for those of us concerned about American civilization and the younger generation? I say yes, for a few reasons. (I can only speak for the first book of three, and I have heard the violence ratchets up in book two and three.)
1) Hunger Games is a morality tale being devoured by a generation raised on situation ethics. The cynical citizens of the Capital say, “may the odds be ever in your favor,” about a game in which the odds are 24 to 1 that you will be killed. Neither Katniss, our heroine, nor Peeta, desire to take human life, and as the last two survivors, both seek an alternative to killing the other. Both eschew their self-interests by helping each other and other contestants too.
2) Hunger Games celebrates the heroic efforts of a few who inspire hope for the many. Like the young Theseus in Greek mythology, who overthrew decadent political and religious powers to establish Athens, in Hunger Games underdogs Katniss and Peeta set out to beat the system. They raise hope in the Districts and concerns in the Capital. President Snow warns the game master, “Hope, it is the only thing stronger than fear. A little hope is effective, a lot of hope is dangerous.”
3) Hunger Games is a searing, angry commentary that exposes our entertainment culture as a diversion from the injustices and superficiality of contemporary life. Like Neil Postman’s Amusing Ourselves to Death, Hunger Games reveals the dark side of a society whose minds and consciences are numbed by sensate amusements. Before it collapsed, the Roman Empire offered the spectacle of humans killing humans in Coliseums. Ironically the Hunger Games movie puts us in the stands of today’s Coliseum, the movie theatre, as we are entertained by watching a sick culture being entertained by watching what we are watching! Hunger Games exposes the dirty little secret “If no one watches, then they don’t have a game.”
4) Hunger Games is a love story for a generation trying to distinguish between love and friendship. Harry Potter, Twilight and now Hunger Games each feature a triangle of friends in which friendship and romance become intertwined and our central character must make a choice for love. Katniss Everdeen’s best friend in the district is Gale Hawthorne, but her partner in the Hunger Games is Peeta Mellark, who she learns has been smitten with her since childhood.
The Hunger Games is juvenile fiction that makes you think. The themes are big, and dark and the stakes are high, something like real life.

Posted in Books, Faith, Movies, Staublog in March 29, 2012 by | 13 Comments »

Eugene Peterson on lecto divina for 10,000 people

Love this from Jana Reiss interview with Eugene Peterson. “What we used to call common worship, with people worshiping together in a common way, has now been replaced by noise. Can you imagine doing lectio divina in a congregation of 10,000 people? You can’t. It’s impossible to do that. Silence, waiting, patience—those are all cultivated responses of the spirit when we’re dealing with the transcendent. I think we’ve been robbed of something that is very basic to a healthy spiritual life.”

Posted in Staublog in March 27, 2012 by | No Comments »

Dieter Zander on Winter. Mystery. Suffering.

As this You-tube self-portrait reveals, my friend Dieter Zander is on an amazing journey. I first met Dieter when he moved to Chicago in the 90’s to try a skunk-works, 20-something church plant within Willow Creek. Very bright guy who knew the insufferable spotlight of evangelical dalliances with their sub-cultural celebrity. Four years ago Dieter experienced a stroke. You can read about it at his Facebook page in a wonderful piece titled FINDING A NEW VOICE and written by LaDonna Williams. Better yet, you can see it in this haunting You-tube self-portrait. FYI for Kindlings Hearth Alum, Dieter will be at the Hearth Retreat in March 2012.

Posted in Staublog in February 16, 2012 by | No Comments »