Archive for October 6th, 2007

Had A Wonderful Visit At USP Pollock Today Bringing Clarity and Peace

I suppose after the last two weeks I needed a good dose of what I am about, and, more importantly, who I am about. My soul needed refreshment. We had a new resident come to the reunion today. He’s been out of prison a good bit, but has become a writer of Christian songs. We had him sing one of his original compositions to us. It was beautiful. I can’t recall all of the lyrics, but it, like the Dave Matthews song below, focused on the human side of Jesus, talking about the betrayal by Judas and how much that must have hurt Jesus, among other things. The chorus theme was talking about how the nails of the cross weren’t necessary, because “His love would have held him there.”

Jesus love for a lost humankind held Him to the Cross.

I suppose that is what is most trying about the ministry I do, whether on this blog, in the prison, in my parish, in the Diocese, and elsewhere. It is encountering people who avoid the real Jesus Christ. Folks who re-write the Bible to fit their own taste. Folks who claim Jesus on their lips but do not claim him in their lives in caring for the poor and sick and the hardest part of all in Matthew 25, visiting those in prison. Folks who would degrade Jesus’ sacrifice as unnecessary for the atonement of our sins; folks who find movies like the Passion of the Christ distasteful. Folks who would take their own righteousness they only have through Jesus Christ and bludgeon others with it, and forget that love is what this is all ultimately about – love from God, love for God, and love to each other.

Folks like you and me.

Perhaps to this extent Anglicanism in North America is the most quintessentially Christian church, with all its divisions. Before we go patting ourselves on the back or hanging our heads in shame (depending on how you look at it), realize that that Anglicanism in the United States relates to Christianity as a whole much like the South relates to the rest of the United States; unlike others, we in the South don’t lock up our craziest people, we parade them about for all to see.

Nope, this piece won’t have any pronouncements of what directions any Anglican should go as regards the Episcopal Church. But, I tell you this. Folks don’t know what they are missing when they avoid the real Jesus Christ.

Especially me.

The Devotional I Used At USP Pollock Today For The Kairos Reunion

From here, Dave Burchett’s weblog, Confessions of a Bad Christian – Following Jesus In The Real World:

iPod Devotional Series: Funny How Time Slips Away

The title of today’s iPod Devotional could have been a cover of a Peter, Paul and Mary song. I would have had to modify the lyrics a bit. Based on my travel experience today it would now be titled “I May or May Not Be Leavin’ on a Jet Plane But They Promised to Let Me Know In Fifteen, Make That Thirty Minutes”. An easy two hour flight home became a twelve hour ordeal of cancelations and begging for a morsel of information. Ahhh, the joy of traveling. So I have to dig in the archives and ask Willie Nelson to do an encore of an earlier iPod post.

Today’s spin of the shuffle wheel pulled up a little tune from Willie Nelson. The song is titled “Funny How Time Slips Away” and it is one of his signature songs. I realize that Willie is, for some, an acquired taste. I do not endorse Willie’s recreational choices but I do like his ability to make lyrics real. In this song he laments the loss of a love.

Well hello there my it’s been a long long time
How am I doin’ oh I guess that I’m doin’ fine
It’s been so long now but it seems now it was only yesterday
Gee ain’t it funny how time slips away

It is not really funny how time slips away. It is scary. I am now past the halfway mark toward becoming a centenarian. It seems like yesterday that I was playing sandlot baseball as a kid. Moments ago I was in high school being attention deficit before ADD was cool. Just yesterday I met the stunning Joni Banks and somehow conned her into dating me. Couldn’t have been too long ago that I donned the hideous baby blue tux to wed my beloved. Wasn’t it just weeks ago that three adorable baby boys came into our lives? How is it possible that I am now directing the baseball exploits of athletes that were not even born when I started this gig?

Time does slip away. The best line on parenting I have heard is that the days are long but the years are short. Amen. I now am the father of an almost 29 year old, a 26 year old, and a 21 year old. When did that happen? Married 31 years. Are you kidding me?

I have had, if I may borrow the franchise of Frank Capra, a wonderful life. Not devoid of tragedy and trouble to be sure. I have lost a very dear nephew to leukemia, a daughter to terminal birth defects, my father and mother, and many other family members and friends. My bride finished eighteen months of treatments in her breast cancer battle just this spring. But we are blessed beyond comprehension. And I believe that is because we have found our reason for being here. Rick Warren summed it up nicely in a recent interview.

People ask me, What is the purpose of life? And I respond, In a nutshell, life is preparation for eternity. We were made to last forever, and God wants us to be with Him in Heaven. One day my heart is going to stop, and that will be the end of my body – but not the end of me. I may live 60 to 100 years on earth, but I am going to spend trillion of years in eternity. This is the warm-up act, the dress rehearsal. God wants us to practice on earth what we will do forever in eternity. We were made by God and for God, and until you figure that out, life isn’t going to make sense.

Life is a series of problems: Either you are in one now, you’re just coming out of one or you’re getting ready to go into another one. The reason for this is that God is more interested in your character than your comfort. God is more interested in making your life holy than He is in making your life happy. We can be reasonably happy here on earth, but that’s not the goal of life: The goal is to grow in character, In Christ-likeness.

If this is the warm-up act for my eternity gig then all of this is merely preparation. Football players hate the two-a-day practices in the brutal heat. But they love the exhilaration of victory that the difficult preparation allows for later in the season. Sometimes the two-a-days of life seem cruel and without purpose. But my understanding of the God who made me and His purpose for me allows me to believe there is purpose and design. I don’t always see it. I love being happy and carefree. But if my purpose is preparation for my real gig then I had better be a little more interested in being holy. Paul wrote this in the book of Colossians.

Since you have been raised to new life with Christ, set your sights on the realities of heaven, where Christ sits at God’s right hand in the place of honor and power. Let heaven fill your thoughts. Do not think only about things down here on earth. For you died when Christ died, and your real life is hidden with Christ in God. And when Christ, who is your real life, is revealed to the whole world, you will share in all his glory. (Col 3, NLT)

The song continues…

I gotta go now I guess I’ll see you around
Don’t know when though never know when I’ll be back in town
But remember what I tell you in time you’re gonna pay
And it’s surprising how time slips away

In time you’re gonna pay. But perhaps not in the sense that the lyric implies. And not just in the often heavy handed way that too many Christians threaten eternal damnation to those who oppose them. I do believe that you will pay the price in eternal separation from God if you choose to reject His grace. We are created to be in fellowship with our Creator and you will pay a price if you ignore that truth. You will pay a price of not having eternal significance in this life. Following Jesus is preparation for eternity. But walking with Christ is also a walk of joy, peace and significance. Time is slipping away for all of us. Set your sights on eternity and enjoy the journey of preparation.

Yeah, It Is October, But After This Messed Up Week, I Needed The Christmas Song As A Palate Cleanser

She was his girl; he was her boyfriend
She’d be his wife and make him her husband
A surprise on the way, any day, any day
One healthy little giggling dribbling baby boy
The wise men came, three made their way
To shower him with love
While he lay in the hay
Shower him with love love love
Love love love
Love love was all around

Not very much of his childhood was known
Kept his mother Mary worried
Always out on his own
He met another Mary who for a reasonable fee,
less than reputable was known to be.

His heart full of love love love
Love love love
Love love was all around

When Jesus Christ was nailed to his tree
Said “oh, Daddy-o, I can see how it all soon will be
I came to shed a little light on this darkening scene
Instead I fear I’ve spilled the blood of my children all around”

The blood of my children all around
The blood of my children’s all around

So I’m told, so the story goes
The people he knew were
Less than golden hearted
Gamblers and Robbers
Drinkers and Jokers, all soul searchers
Like you and me
Like you and me

Rumors insisted he soon would be
For his deviations
Taken into custody
By the authorities less informed than he.
Drinkers and Jokers all soul searchers
Searching for love love love
Love love love
Love love was all around

Preparations were made
For his celebration day
He said “eat this bread and think of it as me
Drink this wine and dream it will be
The blood of our children all around
The blood of our children’s all around
The blood of our children all around

Father up above, why in all this hatred do you fill
Me up with love, love, love
Love love love
Love love was all around
Father up above, why in all this hatred do you fill
Me up with love, fill me love love love
Love love love
all you need is love
you can’t buy me love
Love love love
Love love
And the blood of our children’s all around



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