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Friday
May182012

WHY ARE WE SO WHITE? Some Ways Forward: Part 1

Prayer and Fasting:

I hate the pietistic sound of this but I really believe its true. Some demons can only be exorcised this way. Praying for people of other races and cultures to love our sinful denomination enough to lay down their lives for her. Praying for some to take on their own abuse for our beauty. Praying for 
an alien righteousness to invade our sinful ways.

Tuesday
May152012

Henry’s Baptism

On the table sits a bowl of liquid grace
A little boy on stage held in warm embrace
Not dressed in the usual gown of pure white
But stripes picturing the Savior's epic fight

His father speaks a blessing and mom prays too
Both knowing Henry needs more than they can do
A palm-up hand splashes in the pool of mercy
Pearl-like beads drip down in colorless beauty

The drops cascade over that precious little head
His heart is washed and his one-year soul is fed

Water replaces the requirement of blood
Jesus, please make these drops be a mighty flood
Praise that he's sealed into the new covenant
God's love and delight now his from this moment

Trusting this day portends a long humble life
Of giving cups of water to those in strife
Taking up this bowl, it's current task complete
And bending low using it to wash others feet

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Note: I was struck by John 13 reading it right after Henry's baptism (my grandson in Charleston), that Jesus ends his ministry with a baptism of sorts - baptizing the disciples dirty feet from a bowl of water, as only a servant would do. A bowl of water for baptism that marks the beginning of our relationship in the covenant community is the same symbol of Christ's call to continuous humble service within it.

Friday
May112012

Will You Be My Friend?

     Friend is an idol word and an idle word. It has come to define someone who knows and understands us deeply by their own free will and it has come to mean someone whom you click “Like” on your social media network. Friends are people you expect to see or hear from regularly or just read about regularly and never see. When it comes to friends, I echo rapper Whodini’s lyric sentiment-  Friends/ How many of us have them?/Friends/Ones we can depend on/Friends/How many of us have them?/Friends/Before we go any further, lets be Friends.
     The other day my wife Kellie and I were wondering, in this season of transition in our church and community, who will be our next friends? We mourned the loss of people who got our jokes and loved and even gloried with us in our tackiness. Where will we get the “come in your house and feel fine not knocking, saying a quick hi, go to the fridge, and get something to eat and drink out and then ask” kind of friends?
     The Bible has relationships in that we can easily identify as friendships.  Folks like Jonathan and David- “boyz” in conflict, got each other’s back kinda friends.  Then there is Ruth and Naomi- I need a family member surrogate kind of friend.   Paul and Silas- friends that worked together on a team kind of peer relationship friends.  There was even Herod and Pilate- let’s get something done together kind of friends. But the one that stands out to me was Jesus and his disciples. Jesus says this in John 15:13-15:
Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends. You are my friends if you do what I command you. No longer do I call you servants, for the servant does not know what his master is doing; but I have called you friends, for all that I have heard from my Father I have made known to you. (ESV)
     A friend is not just someone who is with you all of your life, or you can always call on, they are the ones who will sacrifice for you while knowing what it will cost them to help and love you. They are those whom you will let into your inner and outer sufferings and joys and information. They are those whom you feel comfortable giving advice to and receiving counsel from.
     But like Jesus is declaring here, friendship is more about befriending than getting a friend.  If anyone needed a friend Jesus, heading to the cross, did. But he was not seeking friendship from the disciples, he was offering his and that made them friends.  And when he did so, he was offering to die for and live for them but also to share his sufferings and life with and for them.  He was coming to wrap himself, his time, his offerings, his person, his gifts around their needs, their cause, their brokenness. His friendship and type and degree of friendship was shaped by their needs and his concern for them.  They became friends with Jesus, only because Jesus befriended them.
     Friendship remains an out there, sometimes disappointing and unattainable reality if it is only about gaining a friend. Friendship is about being a friend around someone else’s cause or concern. And there is no timeline or depth meter to it, but only what is needed by them and given by you at that time(s) and place and level.  The world needs friends. So be one. Befriend.
Tuesday
May082012

God and His Misfit Toys

     Do you remember the children’s Christmas TV special, Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer? I still like to see it every winter.  Do you remember the island of misfit toys? I remember as a boy how distressed I would feel seeing those toys with missing parts and parts forced on in the wrong places. I really hated to hear how the toys felt so unloved, unwanted and forgotten. I thought it was just so sad that these toys existed and nobody wanted them. They had no use in life. They were thrown-away toys. 
Well, men in prison are kind of like those misfit toys. At first, you look at them and they look just like you and me, but then you get a little closer and you see that in many cases there are parts of them missing and fitting wrongly. But these are parts that make a healthy and whole human being. Or maybe there are parts or experiences attached to these men that should really not be attached to any human being. And very much like the misfit toys, these men are forgotten by the world and often even by their families. It feels like they are thrown away human beings. But how do you throw away a man? What man is not worthy, regardless of his past, to hear the message of the gospel? 
This is what the Kairos Prison Ministry is all about. It is a ministry that brings the message of God’s love and the forgiveness of Jesus Christ to the incarnated and those who watch over them. The ministry has been around since the 70s and is in 31 states and 8 countries. We visit the Kershaw Correctional Institution in Kershaw, South Carolina which is 90 minutes from Christ Central Church. 
The center of the ministry is what we call ‘a walk’, which is a four day weekend that takes place twice a year, and Walk #25 took place the third week of March this year. A walk consists of 36 inmates (selected by the prison staff), 40 volunteers, a series of 7 talks and testimonies delivered by the volunteers, dedicated time for small group discussions, chapel & prayer time, worship, and having lunch and dinner together on the prison grounds.
     I have been a part of the Kairos Prison Ministry for five years. My role during walk #25 was that of a family table leader. There are six tables and the leader is responsible for facilitating the discussion at the table. I have to admit, my first time doing this was pretty intimidating. But now I really cherish that time. It is a rare opportunity to sit and be there for these men who will trust me with their thoughts, receiving them openly, offering words of encouragement.  It is one of the most purposeful times I have experienced.  It is a clear experience that has taught me why I am on this earth.  It is a family making moment.   Prior to the walks, we volunteers have spent five weekends going over training material and reinforcing the message among ourselves that our role at the tables is to listen, listen and love, love. This is so hard to do sometimes, but so very rewarding.
     The ages of the men ranges from early 20s into the 70s. The needs are so great and their pain is deep and buried. Their environment is one where you can trust no one, and false gods, faiths, and beliefs run rampant and dark.  There are so many things you want to say or preach, but it is really about listening and loving the men as they process what they hear in the talks.  They begin to grow “new parts”, if you will, or they begin to see the parts of themselves that need removing. And where the change and light start forming right there in front of you…the Holy Spirit moves right in front of you. It is a precious, precious time and it is amazing when God allows you to bear witness to His work. 
One of the acts of love we provide for the men is that of each volunteer, we write a letter to each of the 36 inmate participants. After five years, for most of the men, their families stop visiting them and stop any written correspondence. So to receive a bag of 36 written letters is a very special gift to an incarcerated man. On Walk #22, I was the leader of the weekend.  The leader alone presents the bag of letters to each man while the rest of the volunteers are singing hymns softly in the next room. My! To see each man opening his letters with such care and reading the letters; it was too much to bear witness to. In some way, it was my own burning bush moment. I had to look away. It was as if God was pouring out His love at that moment and revealing His Son to them.  All the words are from men who were misfit toys themselves but were made whole by a baby in manger many years ago. To say it’s a moving moment simply does not capture what is happening inside these men and how they are shaken by the entire weekend. 
We also have a time of open microphone where the men can share their spiritual condition, how they see it was before and now after their time during the Kairos’ experience, and also what they are going to take with them going forward. I remember one man said once that if people on the outside knew what we’d found behind these walls, that they would be fighting to climb in to get what we got in here. What I believe is renewed or even found for the first time in the men’s hearts is that they feel loved again. They begin to feel hope that maybe God does have use for even someone like them.
     One the intentions of the weekend is to try and get the men to realize they have built their own personal walls around themselves for different reasons, and that they need to take the step of joining a small group and have prayer-and-share times after the weekend is over.  These are vital steps to begin their strong walk with God. 
     What is different about the Kairos’ ministry is that it is not a “one and done deal.”  We have monthly reunions at the prison and visits of the men inside on the fourth Saturday of every month. We have about 150 – 200 men attend from each of the two dorms and the dorms alternate months. Kairos is Greek, it references God’s ‘Special Time.’  I invite you, one misfit toy to another, to come have some special time in a special place where God is making men feel whole again.
Friday
May042012

WHY ARE WE SO WHITE? The Problem: Part 5

 

Just a quick note on self-understanding. Dissenting voices can easily be marginalized by rhetoric, theological high roads, policies, and frankly power. I remember one time a white seminary student asked why there was such thing as Black Theology. “Shouldn’t it just be Theology—objective and universal?” he asked. He asked as if Westminster Theology didn’t exist. Or as though there were no such thing as Scottish Covenanter Theology. Both are culturally born views of the Word and world. They can be better or worse—more or less closely representative of the Scriptures—but all theology is contextualized. Yes, even the Bible is too. But if you are a traditional Presbyterian in America, Westminster isn’t just a theology, it is theology. And frankly, that is a supremely dangerous and Anglo-centric place to live.