Feb 10, 2006

Look full in his wonderful face

The title today comes from one of my favorite hymns Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus written in 1922 by Helen Limmel.
More about the link, below.


Sometimes we're given a choice to see a miracle or see a myth.

As the Olympic games get underway in Turin, I got to thinking about one such debate I used to spend a lot of time on. My first encounter was at my Grandma's Baptist church where I found a book on the subject, my subsequent encounters have been much deeper in thought and much closer to the action...


Of the many things I can say affirm me in ministry none are more rewarding than the interesting people I get to meet. Once such man I was fortunate enough to have come into contact with is Dan Scavone. Now to Dan I was just the Youth Leader at the church and to me he was just the Grandpa of DJ, but whether he knew it or not, his passion has always been a fascination of mine.

Because Dr. Dan Scavone, Professor Emeritus at USI is one of the foremost experts on the Shroud of Turin.

As if daring you to imagine it true, www.shroud.com, the website I found most useful and linked above begins this way:

The Shroud of Turin is a centuries old linen cloth that bears the image of a crucified man. A man that millions believe to be Jesus of Nazareth. Is it really the cloth that wrapped his crucified body, or is it simply a medieval forgery, a hoax perpetrated by some clever artist? Modern science has completed hundreds of thousands of hours of detailed study and intense research on the Shroud. It is, in fact, the single most studied artifact in human history, and we know more about it today than we ever have before. And yet, the controversy still rages.



Much of living becomes a battle between our rational understanding of how life proceeds and our need to find meaning and mystery within it. For many, and the internet is full of them, the Shroud of Turin must be a hoax or fraud because it cannot be proved conclusively otherwise. These are people who think without feeling. For many others also sizable and present in cyberspace, the Shroud of Turin must be a blessed artifact, indeed the most blessed artifact, because science can also not prove this impossible either. These people feel but do not think.

I'll admit I am primarily a thinker, needing proof of things, even if I want to believe them. Sometimes my thinking side gets so full I exhaust myself and come to the simple conclusion...why not?

Here's the case against the Shroud of Turin

Arguments and evidence cited against a miraculous origin of the shroud images include a letter from a medieval bishop to the Avignon Pope claiming personal knowledge that the image was cleverly painted to gain money from pilgrims; radiocarbon tests in 1988 that yielded a medieval timeframe for the cloth's fabrication; and analysis of the image by microscopist Walter McCrone, who concluded ordinary pigments were used.

One website that has a ton of information on the Shroud from a skeptical view can be found here: http://www.freeinquiry.com/skeptic/shroud/

The case for the Shroud

Arguments and evidence cited for the shroud's being something other than a medieval forgery include textile and material analysis pointing to a 1st-century origin; the unusual properties of the image itself which some claim could not have been produced by any image forming technique known before the 19th century; objective indications that the 1988 radiocarbon dating was invalid due to improper testing technique; and repeated peer-reviewed analyses of the image mode which flatly contradict McCrone's assertions.

One website that lays out the evidence in a persuasive way can be found here: http://historian.net/shroud.htm

For my part I am both inspired and disappointed by the evidence. It seems this cloth could not have existed so long ago, but then so much points toward it being exactly that old. What is clear to me is that it is definitely the picture of a man who was wounded and buried in a formal way. It seems to me that he has bled from the wrists, feet, side, and brow. Sounds familiar. While I don't think we'll ever know I do think some things can be chosen by the gut. I invite you to peruse these two websites and the webiste I linked by clicking the title. Ultimately it comes to this...

Sometimes we're given a choice to see a miracle or see a myth.

I have never heard whether Dr. Scavone thinks the Shroud is real or fake. His 1989 book The Shroud of Turin: Opposing Viewpoints only speaks to both sides of the debate. Having met him, however, I would guess he is a man that only devotes a lifteime of work to something that brings him hope.



And while I am a man of thoughts and thinking I am also a man of hope, a man of faith, and I can't help but thinking this moment...why not?

Feb 9, 2006

Shout at the Devil!

The title is explained below, but the link will take you to an extemely funny SNL skit from the underappreciated Tracey Morgan involving a 'Devil Goat!'

THE WEEKLY INAPPROPRIATE CHURCH SIGN


This UCC church just decided to tell it like it is. I can respect that! I like that they are still welcoming of others.


Once I was driving five kids on a youth event. Three of my most innocent middle school girls rode in the back. A boyfriend/girlfriend clad in black from head to toe and assuredly not so innocent rode in the front with me. We decided to alternate who would choose the radio station, the girls in back going first. We listened to three cheesy puddle deep gems from the Fort Wayne Christian radio station, while the girls in the back sang and the three in the front hid to varying degrees our displeasure. Then it was somebody in the front's turn and the girl immediately changed it to The Bear, which you can imagine is the hard rock station in The Fort. The song playing was Shout at the Devil, the Motley Crue classic, and all three of us in the front started chanting the chorus: "Shout, shout, shout, shout at the devil!" I guess some things get burnt into your memory from your high school football days.

Needless to say the girls in the back gave eachother a look and have a story to tell forever about their Youth Minister growing up.

Indiana we're all for you!

After the IU game last night I was on a little website called FireMikeDavis.com for the first time, because it seems kind of vicious although I adamantly suport it.

Anyway, tucked into the folds of the website was a familiar sight to fans of Indiana Basketball. I can remember seeing this a hundred times when I was a kid. It may take a while to load but it's worth it.
Click the title and check out what most simply call Indiana Tradition.

Feb 8, 2006

And the light of a fading star, is what you were, is what you are.

The title today is a lyric from a Flogging Molly song called Light of a Fading Star. They are an Irish band playing new songs that sound like punk drinking songs. Click the title to visit their website.

For a long time in the UCC I have felt like the guy on the Titanic who sees the iceberg coming and tells the captain to turn around. But he's too busy schmoozing the guests to sail the ship and they won't let me steer because I'm not yet a captain.

Monday after having a conversation with an idiot I came to consistory which can often feel like a collection of them. Consistory is the group of twenty some people who are charged with running the church and often they are as visionless and shortsighted as the idiot I spoke to on Monday has consistently been.

We had a conversation afterward about worship and it occured to me that is probably where I feel the UCC and most mainline Protestant churches are lagging far behind most of our counterparts. There's a UCC poster that asserts how forward thinking we are. I thought about how our worship fits into that and offer this addition to said poster.


-------------BUT OUR WORSHIP IS PRETTY DAMN CLOSE-------------

I believe ritual is important. I think symbolism has its place and I think if explained is sometimes beautiful. However, too often traditional liturgical worship is nothing more than a form to fill in the blanks of instead of a concious attempt to motivate and inspire people. Having attended 0 days of seminary, and perhaps that number will stay that way, I can only imagine what crap is taught about the structure of worship and the historical reasons behind mainline Protestant liturgy. But simply put, in the modern world all that responsive reading and formal hooha distracts people from any sincere and meaningful connection to their own spirit.

I taught a workshop on worship a couple years ago, focused on youth and young adults. Here are some snippets of that information.

What is worship to youth/young adults?

Flexible-Creative-Inspiring-Experimental-Personal-Evolving-Innovative-and Subject to Change


Hmmmm, your church any of this?

Some Characteristics Youth/Young Adults are looking for:
-concept of faith as a journey
-renewed exploration of creativity
-less rigid or hierarchical leadership styles
-holistic understanding of worship-our lives as worship
-affirmation of personal identity
-emphasis on relationships and community
-a care for the environment and exploration of our place in creation
-risks taken, unusual things tried
-congregational involvement-interaction encouraged
-embrace of uncertainty
-focus on contemplation and meditation
-sense of mystery and wonder
-emphasis on small local groups not big events
-cultural relevance, not just technology for its own sake
-use of symbolism that connects with people at different levels
-combination of ancient and contemporary
-commitment to change not self-preservation
-use elements that both sides of the brain respond to
-experiential and intellectual

Original version compiled by Kevin & Brian Dauper

Now, any of you that come from a mainline background HAVE to say honestly that our worship looks almost or entirely nothing like these characteristics.

Worship is to feel in your heart of hearts and express in some appropriate manner a humbling but delightful sense of admiring awe and astonished wonder and overpowering love in the presence of most ancient Mystery, that Majesty which philosophers call the First Cause, but which we call Our Father Which Are in Heaven.
A.W. Tozer

I am pissed at the church right now. Especially the idiots I have found in it at every turn. If I am going to pursue ministry after Bluffton I will have to do a lot of things differently, especially worship. So in this blogspot from time to time I will be airing out some thoughts and ideas about what worship should look like for my generation. I always welcome youor comments and thoughts.

Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God--this is your spiritual act of worship. Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is--his good, pleasing and perfect will.
Romans 12:1-2

A sinking ship? A fading star? They may neither be a fair description of the mainline Protestant church, but they may not be that far off either. I need to be ready to sail my ship the way I feel called to go.

Feb 7, 2006

I went out searching, looking for one good man; a spirit who would not bend or break.

The title today is a lyric from the final track of U2's Zooropa sung by Johnny Cash called The Wanderer. You can hear the latest on U2 by going to www.u2.com and check out Johnny's website by following the link to the right. Clicking the title will take you to the wiki entry for Desmond Tutu.



For Youth Sunday I built this stadium for a backdrop and filled it with pictures of people who were either arguably good or evil. One of my good folks was Desmond Tutu and this was the picture I used. Most of my kids and a ton of grown ups didn't know who he was, and I, being in need of a hero moment decided today's post would be in honor of him.

While Nelson Mandela is the icon we associate with the struggle against aprtheid in South Africa, Desmond Tutu was in the thick of the fight from beginning to end. He was a black man ordained as an Anglican Priest in a country that didn't even give him a vote or basic rights. He became the first black Dean of St. Mary's Cathedral in Johannesburg. He was the first black Archbishop of Cape Town. He won a Nobel Peace Prize for his outspoken opposition to apartheid in 1984. He was the chairman of the Truth and Reconciliation Commission which granted amnesty to criminals and voice to victims of apartheid crimes. The commission has been praised as a healing presence in South Africa since apartheid ended in the early 90's.

Tutu was always a man of forgiveness, preaching reconciliation as the future for South Africa throughout decades of violence and hatred. When Mandela was elected President and now famously invited his jailer to dine at the President's mansion, this was a reflection of the message Tutu had always held true to, that forgiveness was man's way out of such despicable wrong.

Tutu was at IPFW a few years ago. I only saw the tape, I wasn't there yet. He had these amazing stories of healing and grace and an inspiring spirit. It was then that I got into Tutu, did some googling and reading on him. Here is a slection of my favorite Tutu quotes.

“Without forgiveness, there's no future”

“If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor. If an elephant has its foot on the tail of a mouse and you say that you are neutral, the mouse will not appreciate your neutrality.”

"Jesus did not say, 'I if I be lifted up I will draw some'. Jesus said, 'If I be lifted up I will draw all, all, all, all, all. Black, white, yellow, rich, poor, clever, not so clever, beautiful, not so beautiful. It's one of the most radical things. All, all, all, all, all, all, all, all. All belong. Gay, lesbian, so-called straight. All, all are meant to be held in this incredible embrace that will not let us go. All."

“My humanity is bound up in yours, for we can only be human together”

And my afvorite quote from Bishop Desmond Tutu...

“I don't preach a social gospel; I preach the Gospel, period. The gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ is concerned for the whole person. When people were hungry, Jesus didn't say, "Now is that political or social?" He said, "I feed you." Because the good news to a hungry person is bread.”



May we find heroes among us.
May we find heroes within us.

Feb 6, 2006

Had a bad day again.

Title today is a lyric from the popular Fuel hit Bad Day. Click the title to visit their website.

I was mad all day at different people's small mindedness. Spent a lot of time thinking about other lines of work, remembered and reworked this poem. Enjoy!

Updating My Resume
By J.D. Rose


I would be a queasy astronaut.
I would be a lenient AA sponsor.
I would be a clumsy dance partner.
I would be a negative life coach.

I would be a pessimistic motivational speaker.
I would be a gored bullfighter.
I would be a lazy President.
I would be a promiscuous Pope.

I would be a laidback pit crewman.
I would be a distracted Cruise ship captain.
I would be a loud mime.
I would be a couch potato ghost.

I would be a boring rock star.
I would be a shy porn star.
I would be a disillusioned former child star.

I would be the slowest track star.
I would be the biggest jockey.
I would be the most perverted cameraman.

I would be an unfashionable movie star.
I would be an insincere spokesperson.
I would be a sarcastic prophet.

I would be the first man killed with a yo-yo.
I would be the last man to set up with your daughter.
I would be the best friend you would never sleep with.

I would be the best man at your first two weddings.
I would be better giving the speech the second time.

I would be a dysfunctional family member.
I would be a crazy uncle.
I would be a senile grandfather.

I would be a bad boyfriend.
I would be your favorite ex-boyfriend.
I would be your parents' first choice.

I would be the mayor of a town of less than 50 people.
I would be the best dressed mental patient.
I would be the most wellspoken bum.
I would be the most well read toll booth operator.
I would be a color blind graffiti artist.
I would be a depressing clown.




Guess I'm narrowing the career field down. Keep smiling!