12 November 2007

thanks Luke

i'm pretty glad the Diatessaron didn't catch on. it was an early attempt to smooth out the differences in the four canonical Gospels into one seamless "super Gospel" (my phrase). as much as not having to address the disagreements between the Gospels (and yes my literalist friends, there are disagreements) might make my job and life easier, i really am thankful we have the four different accounts. it's tough to think about what we would lose - especially based on certain criteria. for instance, if we went with the so-called multiple attestation criteria, those stories that appear most frequently between the four should stay. if we did this, what would the Christmas story look like? it doesn't appear at all in Mark or John, and the version in Matthew is quite brief - sparing the tricky details about why Joseph and Mary were in Bethlehem in the first place. only in Luke's Gospel do we read the details about Mary and Joseph laying the baby Jesus in a food trough "because there was no place for them in the inn." Luke is proclaiming Jesus to be the son of God and the savior of the whole world, so such beginnings would be pretty convenient to leave out - unless Luke was also trying to tell us something else.

i think he was as Luke reiterates throughout his Gospel God's love for the poor, outcast, and abandoned. i think he included these details to show us from beginning to end a world that made no room for the very people who bless us beyond measure. i couldn't help but remember this story the last few days. there's a gentleman who comes regularly to the community soup kitchen. last week, the trailer he was living in was burned down. now he has no place to live. it was only by trying to help him find some temporary housing that i learned my community has no homeless shelter which is inexcusable on so many levels, especially considering the new multi-million dollar addition to the local jail. (i wonder why the jail needs so much space?)

thankfully members in one of my churches agreed to let him stay in our fellowship hall until we can find him permanent housing. i've been asked several times why the larger churches in town don't do such a thing regularly as there is no shelter. officially, i don't know that they don't because i only spoke with three, and i didn't ask if they could put him up in their fellowship halls. but this is something it makes sense for churches to do. this man spent a few nights sleeping under a bridge when almost every church on the street he slept under could have taken him in.

maybe if Luke hadn't included that little phrase about having no room for Mary, Joseph, and Jesus it wouldn't be such a big deal to keep people out of our churches or houses. but i think God had a purpose for the very words Luke used. we can't say we don't know any better. that phrase should remind all who read it not to turn anyone away, because there's no way to know who you're making sleep in a barn or under a bridge. at the very least, it's a child of God. but it could very well be God's only begotten Son.

05 November 2007

not hyperbole

wow, i've done a really great job of writing regularly on here. it's encouraging that i post fewer writings each month. so i guess this one will knock out my november quota. but at least i'm coming back strong, because i have a story that may be the most preposterous thing i've ever dealt with.

a few weeks ago i went to get my driver's license transferred from tennessee to alabama. i think i've voiced my disgust for having to do things like this when we supposedly live in a country of "united states." oh was my temper not prepared for what was to follow!

so my number gets called, and thankfully i don't have to retake some test of knowledge i've totally forgotten and never been called upon to use while driving. i just show this nice lady my old license, take a vision test, and start filling out the paperwork for the new one. i have to show her my birth certificate, and that's when she says to me, "so you realize you don't have a middle name." "what?!" she continues, "yeah on your birth certificate, it doesn't have your full middle name, just your middle initial. so in the eyes of the state, your middle name is 'b'." i insist, "but the 'b' stands for my middle name which is brent." she counters, "well we can't put that on anything, and officially that's not your name. now, you can of course get your name legally changed to be 'brent' but for now it isn't." fuming, i respond, "so i would have to get my name changed to be what my name already is?!" "yes."

well i'm pretty much beside myself at this point. what's especially interesting is that my social security card has my full middle name. i wonder where they got it from. so i called my mom to yell at her about giving me a middle letter instead of a name, and she insists that she put my full name on the paperwork. she later found the paperwork, and sure enough, she did her part.

so now the prevailing theory points the blame at a lazy typist somewhere in the tennessee government who couldn't be bothered to type four more letters that would have made all the difference in the world to me. thanks to this person, my new nemesis, my middle name will legally just be "b."

11 October 2007

let's start a list

a few weeks ago i watched the documentary maxed out. the film examines this nation's attitude toward credit and debt as well as specific aspects of this industry. it was marvelously made and, at times, quite unsettling. especially troubling was the information presented on the tactics of credit card companies and debt collectors (who thrive hand in hand) who prey on vulnerable people, some of which have basically no chance of ever escaping debt (short of death). but the most tragic story in the film was shared by two mothers. each had children who went to college and were offered credit cards during campus orientation events. the students got cards and began charging. they quickly amassed considerable debts. the interest set in, and they saw no way to pay off their debt. they viewed death as the only way out, and they took it. they each committed suicide.

now certainly you might think these stories extreme, and perhaps they are. but they are not uncommon, and they expose severe problems with this nation's attitude toward credit cards. we live in a society in which one practically must have a credit card. without one, there's no way to establish credit. without credit, there's no way to buy a home, and to buy a car or any other significant purchase (even basic utilities) costs more. they are a necessity now. of course, just because one must have a card it doesn't follow that this person will get into trouble with debt. but, it's considerably easier than you might think. you could be a very responsible person who always pays your balance on time. but accidents happen. what if you're in a car wreck with someone who has no insurance, and you miss work for several weeks. if you hadn't been able to save lots of money before the wreck and you have no wealthy family to fall back on, what might happen?

credit cards are a necessary evil it seems. but i think we can do a lot to curb some of the damage they do. at the very least, they should be far less accessible - especially to people who clearly have not established any kind of ability to make payments on them. they should never be offered on college campuses, and leaders at universities should fight to keep them away and educate students about the real risks involved in having credit cards.

i've all but given up hope on the government passing laws that are beneficial to us, but here's one i've thought up: how about a registry for people who don't want to receive credit card offers? i receive probably ten a week. i never ask for them. i don't want them, and i immediately rip them up and throw them away. such a system serves no good purpose. if people want a credit card, they can very easily apply for one. but sending applications or statements of pre-approval only wastes tons of paper and exposes people to identity thieves (another dire problem you'd think we'd want to end). this practice doesn't help us at all; it only helps the companies. but why care about them when they don't care a thing about you? oh wait, i forgot, they do care about your money.

01 October 2007

not funny

i've been told for most of my life that i have a good sense of humor. usually it comes across sarcastically as perhaps this blog demonstrates. i make fun of a lot of things and point out the absurd. but i have always been a fan of comedy. i love hearing jokes and ridiculous stories that make me laugh. i've listened to all kinds of comics and been exposed to humor of every stripe.

i read a blurb in my newsweek tonight about kathy griffin winning an emmy. during her acceptance speech she dismissed the customary thanking of a higher power and declared "suck it, Jesus." i can only see this as a transparent stunt from an attention starved person to get some publicity. well, unfortunately it worked.

she's been denounced by several Christian groups including one from good ole pigeon forge, tn. at the same time, "atheist groups" have rallied to her support, or perhaps the support of free speech. i don't think the speech itself is really that big of a deal. i mean, if it offends you then i guess it is a big deal - but i don't care about what she said very much, and i doubt God cares either.

consider the state of the world right now. millions are dying needlessly from disease, war, and poverty. most churches seem to care more about internal matters (helping themselves) than the many crises in the world (helping others). so imagine God seeing what a mess we've all made of creation. then someone walks up to God and says, "oh, by the way, in this acceptance speech for an award that means nothing a woman said 'suck it, Jesus.'" i feel like God would be really angry that 10 seconds of His life was wasted getting that report. God truly doesn't need us to defend Him. i think it would help so much more if we actually worried about the image of God we portrayed with our lives and the choices we make.

i honestly feel pity for kathy griffin. she's had a sad comedic career and what appears to be a sad life. she craves attention so much she'll say anything. it reminds me of girls i knew in high school and college that would do anything just so some guy (usually a creepy one) would notice them. perhaps the worst thing of all is that she's just not funny. i know some things are relative, and saying this or that isn't funny is such an opinion - but this is a judgment from a great deal of experience about what is or isn't funny. she's not. in none of her work have i ever so much as chuckled. the episode of seinfeld she appeared in was an hilarious episode with a great premise, but it was great in spite of her performance. so i guess to paraphrase jerry from another episode, she doesn't offend me as a Christian, just as someone with a sense of humor.

20 September 2007

jail time

so one of my churches has a few people who visit the local jail every week. i started going my first week here, and i've only missed one or two tuesdays. i think it's vital work for a church to be doing, but i'm often confronted by so many different emotions. it saddens me that there just doesn't seem to be much energy at all in keeping people out of jail or keeping them from returning. the issue of race always slaps me in the face also. it's always a challenge to go and then a challenge to leave and expect things to be any better next week.

but last week, something quite amazing happened. there are other ladies from a larger church who rotate coming each week. there's usually some form of devotion time as well. one of the ladies last week opened her heart and confessed her own family's struggles. she mentioned a grandson in prison and another one in drug rehab. tears came to her eyes as she shared about the pain it caused her family and about the pain it caused her to see so many people hurt themselves and others through abusing drugs and committing crimes. it truly was powerful and, i believe, the work of God. because if you just saw this woman and these inmates in person or on paper you would think they shared nothing and could never even speak to one another in anything other than a superficial way. but they are deeply connected through a shared pain - though admittedly from different vantage points. i'm thankful she did that; she shared her deepest emotions and feelings rather than shaking a finger. rather than saying "be more like me," she said, "i'm more like you than you might realize."

this week a guy i met in jail mailed me a letter. he wants some help with stuff, wants me to contact some people for him. i had kinda decided to institute a policy (i'm really good with policies) that i wouldn't get involved like this. i decided i'd tell him i can't help with any "favors" while people are in jail, because i already serve three churches and if word got out that i helped him i'd have to help all 399 of his fellow inmates. but i also would tell him that i'm happy to help in any way i can once he gets out. he's free to visit one of my churches or write me and set up a meeting. i've written the reply letter, but haven't printed or mailed it yet. it smacks of something i don't want to be. part of me feels that i should do everything i can to help people in and out of jail, and he probably needs my help now more than ever. i've never liked the "i'm too busy" excuse. so i'm unsure what to do or say. what do you think? have you faced issues like this? how much is enough and where is the line between helping and enabling or developing a savior complex?

03 September 2007

why "God bless america" is problematic

so i apparently have to get a new driver's license and license plate since i live in alabama. i think this is pretty stupid. i mean what is the point of having "united states" if they aren't united concerning things like licenses? it's a total hassle to change when you move, and it serves no useful purpose other than supplying jobs for people who might not ordinarily have jobs. yet, i will render to caesar what is caesar's.

but i was at city hall the other day trying to turn in the paper work (i waited for half an hour to be told i didn't have the right stuff), and i saw the new alabama license plate with the "God bless america" slogan and the american flag backdrop. i'll leave off issues of church and state in this post, but i would like to speak to the problems with this slogan which are myriad. for the most part, i'm going to assume that i'm writing to a Christian audience because it seems Christians are usually advocating for this sort of stuff to be more in the mainstream.

first, who are we to be telling God what to do? we are the creature, not the creator. we have messed it all up. look at our lives and the amount of stuff on a daily basis we screw up. do we really think we have any business giving orders to God. maybe we should read the last few chapters of Job a few more times. now i have heard people talk about how "God bless america" is a prayer - but it sure sounds like an order, a command to me - and i don't think we're in any position to make it.

second, it doesn't seem to me that nations are things God should bless or even really care about. God loves and blesses created things like plants and animals (humans belonging to the latter category). but nations are entities we (humans) made up just like time zones and couches. why should God bless the things we make up - so that one time zone will have the perfect balance of light and quality tv programming? it just doesn't make sense. of course, it does make sense for God to bless the things God created (which it seems has already happened in their being created and receiving life). so i think what people are really saying is "God bless americans," and again, that's a problem because why americans and not everyone (see bumper sticker that says "God bless everyone, no exceptions")?

finally, let's assume i'm wrong about everything i've written. let's assume that God loves americans more than other people - that God doesn't really care for belarussians or botswanans all that much. and let's assume that we have all the things we have not because we murdered the native americans who were living here before us and stole their land and kept wealth to ourselves rather than distributing it justly, but because God blessed us with the things we have. here's the rub: haven't we been blessed enough? if we really believe that all the stuff we have came from God, shouldn't we have an ounce of compassion and say "thank you" instead of "gimme some more!"? shouldn't we recognize the people truly impoverished and starving - most of them children - and ask God to bless them and be willing to bless them in ways we can?

there is nothing Christian about a life of abundance and prosperity. Christians are called to a life of simplicity and possibly suffering. we are called to gratitude whatever our lot in life. but we are certainly called to the realization that we have been richly blessed because we have life and a shot at eternal life that we do not deserve at all. that should be enough. stop asking for more.


01 September 2007

foodstuffs update

in a previous post i complained about my favorite foodstuffs being located in geographically disadvantageous places. i particularly mentioned cheerwine and my favorite flavor of powerade being unavailable to me here in alabama. in the past week an amazing thing has happened. i have discovered both my powerade AND cheerwine are in the new auburn kroger. maybe God truly loves me. maybe everything will work out for my food enjoyment. maybe soon there will be a dunkin' donuts nearby. whooo hoooo