Sunday, June 29, 2008
Friday, June 27, 2008
What is “Bike Church?”
First, it’s not about motorcycles!
It’s about bicycles, or least human-powered transportation devices.
Second, it’s for everyone!
Here are some ways you can participate in “Bike Church” this Saturday.
1. Ride your bike to church.
2. Bring your bike to church and be ready to ride in town.
3. Come to church with no bike, but with your walking shoes on.
4. Come to church like you normally would and prepare yourself to enjoy some serious fun and learning together. No biking or walking.
In many ways, “Bike Church” is like any other “Saturdays @ 6” at Horizon.
But, there will be a time during the service where some people will either go for a short bike ride together or for a short walk together.
While they are doing that, those who aren’t biking or walking will be at the church, enjoying each other’s company and waiting for the reports to come in about what happened to people while they were out.
Spread the word about “Bike Church” and what it’s all about.
What is it all about?
It’s about learning who God is and what He’s doing in the community right around us.
When you get out “in the open,” it’s amazing the ways you will both meet God and have opportunities to “be Jesus” for other people.
This Saturday, June 28
“Saturdays @ 6”
You and …
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
Keeping up with a postal employee in order to pick up food
Enjoying a wonderful cup of espresso
Hanging out at the Easter Vigil campfire
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry. (James 1:19)
Quick to listen, slow to speak. Hmm. I can think of a conversation today at work where I definitely should have been much more quick to listen and slow to speak. Even when I intentionally try to listen, my mind sometimes goes off into a far off land or I fail to clear my thoughts of the seemingly pressing items that just continue to race around my mind.
Back to Job.
Job has these "friends" who visit him. Rather than simply listening to Job or taking the next step and entering into his suffering, they are quick to speak. They are quick to offer reasons for the suffering. They are quick to judge. They are quick to share conventional wisdom.
During a recent conversation, I jotted down two phrases that probably mean pretty much the same thing: listen with anticipation and purposefully listen to others. In order for me to have any chance at listening, really listening to others (including God), I have to constantly remind myself to purposefully listen.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
"The joy of the Lord is your strength."
I'm going to be quite honest: I really struggle with joylessness. Somehow I put on act - at least for some people. In fact, at work people have actually said, "How can you smile so much?" The smile doesn't always equate to a sense of joy.
I try to find my strength in self-sufficiency - and you can guess how great that works out. I think that in some way I can manage my guilt, fears, and doubts on my own. Somehow I try to manage my fears of failure and rejection.
How do I try to manage all of this?
At work, I try to control people. If only people would do like I think it needs to be done, then we wouldn't have any problems. (Let me tell you, this works great. Not.) To try to find a sense of purpose, I keep taking classes with the hopes of finding something that "clicks."
I would like to find strength in the joy of the Lord. The other stuff wears a guy down.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
"What an extraordinary thing it must have been to sit around a table with that eclectic mix of Zealot revolutionaries, Roman tax collectors, peasants, Samaritans, prostitutes, and fishermen, all conspiring to find a radical new way of life. In the early church, whenever converts sought baptism, their entire careers were reimagined. Just as baptism was a symbol people's dying to their old lives and rising to new ones, so there was the very real sense that the old ways of living were gone and something new was here."
I really like some of the words he uses, eclectic, conspiring, radical, reimagined.
I have been a in a rut this week. I hate it. It is a symptom of something much deeper.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
This week, I changed my IM profile at work to Ordinary Radical Want-to-Be. I came across this oxymoron of sorts in this great little book, The Irresistible Revolution.
“But we live in a world that has lost its appreciation for small things. We live in a world that wants things bigger and bigger. We want to supersize our fries, sodas, and church buildings. But amid all the supersizing, many of us feel God doing something new, something small and subtle. This thing Jesus called the kingdom of God is emerging across the globe in the most unexpected places, a gentle whisper amid the chaos. Little people with big dreams are reimagining the world. Little movements of communities of ordinary radicals are committed to doing small things with great love.” (Claiborne, Shane. The Irresistible Revolution)
I am yearning for a different way of living. I am finding out more and more that other people are longing for a different way, too. Money, degrees, clothes, houses, jobs, status - the list goes on and on and on of "things" that provide a false sense of security and satisfaction.
To those of you out there who can relate, let's start reimagining!
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
This past weekend left me inspired... and frustrated.
I know that my frustration level has been high so far this week. My temperament has been a bit volatile - for this I am sorry. (I've tried to apologize on the go, but just in case I've missed anyone who might be reading this, I'm sorry.)
The strangest thing happened tonight. I left Holly's and went home. l was sitting on the couch just kind of feeling lost. I decided to go for a walk before hitting the hay.
As I started walking, a voice said, "Run."
By that time it was dark out (no one watching), so I ran.
Now bear in mind, I am not an athlete and running is probably one of the most dreadful things I can think of to do. Yet I ran the infamous mile block around the school. I got back to my house and I thought, there must be something wrong. That wasn't so bad at all. So I hopped in the car, changed the odometer to zero, and drove around the block. Sure enough, it was still approximately a mile. (I'm glad all those mile runs weren't a waste in high school.) Okay, so I grabbed my cell phone and went over to the track and ran another mile. This was nothing outstanding but it was a least a minute less than I ever ran in high school PE. (I am quite surprised and will have to make sure this is not a fluke - probably on Thursday.)
After walking it off a little bit, I rested on the damp football field and looked up at the stars.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Mainly, I was scared.
I'm embarrassed now to recognize these excuses. Obviously, there is no presto-chango to rectify this situation. However, I have been trying to at least be alert to when the neighbors are out so that I can wave or say hi or offer a hot dog (if the fire pit is burning, of course).
Today, I edged a significant portion of one neighbor's sidewalk. I used this time to worship and think about interactions with others. It wasn't long until someone stopped to ask for directions to the soccer fields. (Coincidentally, when we were out making the bicycle video, someone stopped and asked for directions to the soccer fields, too.) There is a little bit more to the story, though. You see, the edger wasn't even mine. Trent let me use it to edge my own sidewalk and he graciously let me hold onto it for awhile longer until I could work on the neighbor's sidewalk.
I started wondering...
What would it look like to live in a neighborhood where neighbors lived in community with each other - open doors, cookouts, and no fences? What if people actually took down fences instead of putting up fences? What if we actually considered our porches as extensions of our homes - and spent quality time out there?
What would it look to actually strive to have less and share more? After all, people only need to edge their sidewalks once a year (or every two, three, or six years).
I find this all more than a little unsettling.
Friday, June 6, 2008
I was talking with Trent last evening. It was a great conversation. We talked about sensing that there is something else to this world... to living. He made a comment that people say that their lives are boring. Well, my vacation day turned into hooky day. Now that's exciting!
Time to go bike riding!
So here's what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don't become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You'll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you. (Romans 12:1-2, The Message)
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Anyway, I decided to write about my hair tonight while snacking on crackers, cheese, and pineapple. Why, you might ask? Well, for some reason my hair tends to be a topic of discussion or at least commentary. You see, there are two camps. One camp prefers the longer hair. Another camp wants the hair short. I'm serious. Some of my coworkers actually bring this up in discussion. It has also been a topic of conversation among other circles of family and friends.
My question is - why does it matter?
Who decides what the right hair length is anyway?
Are people with short hair any happier than people with long hair (or vice versa)?
Does God care about hair length?
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
"You have heard that it was said, 'Love your neighbor and hate your enemy.' But I tell you: Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you" (Matthew 5:43-44, my italics).
That is a pretty radical concept. How many people do you know who love their enemies? In good times, it is easy to thank Jesus, but, wow, it is a pretty radical idea to pray for those who persecute during the bad times.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Okay, so I'm not condoning the behavior of the teachers. However, I'm really not sure that it is the place of Christian radio to try these cases on the radio waves. I'm not sure it is the place of Christian listeners to call in and stand as judges over others