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Wednesday, 20 May 2009

  • Charles Spurgeon, Jesus and Me (the flag meets the upside down gospel)



    This scares me to post. I do so with fear and risk that it will be misunderstood, and cause offense to many people.
    But if this offends you, then think about why. If it challenges you, praise God! You have lost nothing by being stretched.
    When I saw this design it offended me. In turn, when I got over the the grating, I was left stunned. I don't believe Jesus would design this. However our great symbol of American pride might not mean that much to him either. Probably because Jesus didn't and doesn't see the world like we do. He sees people from the inside of their hearts to the outer shell of their allegiances and skin colour.
    You see, we have it all backwards.
    Or, rather we have it upside-down.

    In the days of Jesus we know that it was laid to the charge of our blessed and divine Master, that he was a stirrer of sedition, whereas he himself had refused to be a king, when his followers would have taken him by force to make him one, for he said, "My kingdom is not of this world;" yet was he crucified under the two false charges of sedition and blasphemy. The same thing occurred with the Apostles. Wherever they went to preach the gospel, the Jews who opposed them sought to stir up the refuse of the city to put an end to their ministry; and then, when a great tumult had been made by the Jews themselves, who had taken unto them certain lewd fellows of the baser sort, and gathered a company, and set all the city in an uproar, and assaulted the house of Jason, and sought to bring him out to the people, then the Jews laid the tumult and the uproar at the door of the Apostles, saying, "These that have turned the world upside down are come hither also."
    - Charles H. Spurgeon from sermon No. 193


    So if Jesus were to make his presence known here in 2009 would our world be turned upside down once again?
    Look closely at the words on the Flag.
    John 18:36
    Matthew 6:24
    Matthew 5:5
    Luke 6:24
    Matthew 5:3
    Luke 6:25

    To put it mildly, we don't seem to get these verses, when we call for war on our enemies, when we live a life for our own gain, accumulating wealth like it is ours, ignoring the poor, and looking with disdain on others because they cannot maintain a lifestyle like our own. These words point directly at me too, I am in full fear of my own situation as I meditate on these issues, and as I meditate I feel a mental gravity shift.
    Don't mistake me, I appreciate the foundation of this country I call home, and the safety it provides, and the opportunity to live a prosperous life on earth. Being an American is certainly a privilege! Even these days with our economic downturn, we are the most prosperous and optimistic nation on earth. But how do we wiegh our allegiances to things of this world? John McCain's campaign motto from the relatively recent election was "Country First". I voted for him, but I think Jesus would have abstained given this obvious contradiction to the God-follower. Nations are not eternal, God is, and since we can know him through Jesus Christ:
    God first.

    Andrew Johnson, President after Abraham Lincoln's assassination said, “Let us look forward to the time when we can take the flag of our country and nail it below the Cross, and there let it wave as it waved in the olden times, and let us gather around it and inscribed for our motto: ‘Liberty and Union, one and inseparable, now and forever,’ and exclaim, ‘Christ first, our country next!’

    Thomas Jefferson warns us from history of our shaky stance before God: God who gave us life gave us liberty. Can the liberties of a nation be secure when we have removed a conviction that these liberties are the gift of God? Indeed I tremble for my country when I reflect that God is just, that His justice cannot sleep forever.”

    Politics are an ugly thing to be divided over. So is religion. Jesus was surprisingly clear on how he felt about both of those topics many times. He of course, doesn't address governments, he addresses the individual political and religious expressions of the people listening. He turns both their thinking, and our present day attitudes about life on it's head.

    And I am pretty sure that if Jesus spoke to our country and our religious leaders today they would be just as upside-down to modern human beings as when he was incarnated and controversial 2000 years ago.
    In fact, I think he did.

    "If anyone comes to me and does not hate his father and mother, his wife and children, his brothers and sisters—yes, even his own life—he cannot be my disciple." (Luke 14:26)

    I can see Jesus implying things like "wealth, country, allegiance, heritage, prestige, position, importance in the eyes of others" in all those examples. He is using hate loosely, as I have heard many teachers explain it, mainly to make the statement that God must be so first in our allegiances that in contrast nothing else could even look like devotion in comparison. Family ties are generally seen as the greatest cultural bonds, and Jesus struck at the heart of even what seems like a good thing.
    You see, Jesus is not about doing good things, or living a good life. He told a rightious young man who was relatively wealthy that he had one more step to make.

    "You still lack one thing. Sell everything you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me." (Luke 18:22)

    "If any man smite thee on the one cheek, turn unto him the other also." If these precepts were kept, would it not turn the world upside down? "It has been said by them of old time, love thy neighbor and hate thine enemy;" but Jesus Christ said, "Let love be unto all men." He commands us to love our enemies, and to pray for them who despitefully use us. He says, "If thine enemy hunger, feed him, and if he thirst give him drink, for in so doing thou shalt heap coals of fire on his head." This would indeed be turning the world upside down; for what would become of our war ships and our warriors, if at the port-holes where now we put our cannons, we should have sent out to some burning city of our enemies—for instance, to burning Sebastapol,—if we had sent to the houseless inhabitants, who had been driven from their homes, barrels of beef, and bundles of bread and clothes, to supply their wants. That would have been a reversal of all human policy, but yet it would have been just the carrying out of Christ's law, after all. So shall it be in the days that are to come, our enemies shall be loved, and our foemen shall be fed.
    (Sermon 193 contd)

Wednesday, 29 April 2009

  • Currently
    The Shepherd's Dog
    By Iron & Wine
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    The Simple Way


    answer...
    "Once, there was a small group of kids who decided to go to a park in the middle of the city, and dance and play, laugh and twirl. As they played in the park, they thought that maybe another child would pass by and see them. Maybe that child would think it looked fun and even decide to join them. Then maybe another one would. Then maybe a businessman would hear them from his skyscraper. Maybe he would look out the window. Maybe he would see them playing and lay down his papers and come down. Maybe they could teach him to dance. Then maybe another businessman would walk by, a nostalgic man, and he would take off his tie and toss aside his briefcase and dance and play. Maybe the whole city would join the dance. Maybe even the world. Maybe . . . Regardless, they decided to enjoy the dance."
    ~Shane Claiborne

    I would start the dance.

Saturday, 28 March 2009

  • Currently
    I'm Not There
    By Original Soundtrack
    All Along the Watchtower
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    [randomosity]

    songs that divide my soul from my being. words that give life to my heart. stories that burn.
    randomly generated by me.

    [music things]

    Run Away - Brendan James

    New York - Cat Power

    Elements Combined - Fiction Family

    Elephant - Damien Rice

    Statue Of Sirens - The Stills

    Venn Diagram - Lisa Hannigan

    Buckets of Rain - Bob Dylan

    I know The Feeling - The Classic Crime


    Oh.

    Today I went to a writing class led by mewithoutYou's Aaron Wiess. I liked him a lot. He is different, and contradictory, and unorthodox.

    And he has words to say. He has a way to say it that I can't quite follow from a distance, a way that doesn't make me seek to follow him at all. I just would like to be a disciple of someone like him, someone so selfless, a man who points to the sunsets, who makes me throw away all my expectations of him within the first 5 minutes of the class.

    "turned around the praise and blame, said a glass can only spill what it contains
    To the perpetually plain and the incurably inane, a glass can only spill what it contains."

    So I would add: A Glass Can Only Spill What It Contains - mewithoutYou

    Let me contain grace and mercy, Lord.

    [literacy]

    I am reading Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera

    "Es muss sein" ... I wish I knew how to say it. It must be.

    I am reading Shane Claiborne. Still. After 4 months of borrowing it I probably should actually finish it, but it is too convicting. [Irresistible Revolution]

    My Life For The Poor by Mother Theresa. I plan on reading it in one night, like tomorrow, or this week.

    I have a growing list of books in my head, and a very literal stack of books on my desk that I want to read. Honestly, I would be happy to read all the books I have NOW to read before I die. Of old age.

    I still have this book my once best friend and twice girlfriend gave me to read. Serpent Box. I am almost finished. I gave up when I was preparing for my trip, and I haven't picked it back up again.

    [love]

    i broke her heart.

    3 words i wish i could say. responses i wish i could write. fears i wish i could allay. pain i wish i could solve.

    it hurts so bad, and i just know she is hurting far worse than me. if only i could have been the friend she should have had in me, not the boy i was to her, the one who spent all those nights on the phone, flirting with her dreams, drawing her pictures, opening her doors, baring my soul to her. Selfish weighted decisions made with great hope.

    if i am going to love again i might have a long way to go. i might be too confused, too lost. too weighted.

    and then again, maybe i have painted my idea of "love" into a corner.

    I wish I knew. I want you to be you.

    [life]

    i am a son of God. a fiery brand of heaven. a broken follower of a master artist. a man beginning again. a child trying to run. the tip of an iceberg.


    [.s]

Friday, 27 February 2009

  • Currently
    All the Lost Souls
    By James Blunt
    1973
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    The Mad Farmer Liberation Front

    Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
    vacation with pay. Want more
    of everything ready-made. Be afraid
    to know your neighbors and to die.
    And you will have a window in your head.
    Not even your future will be a mystery
    any more. Your mind will be punched in a card
    and shut away in a little drawer.
    When they want you to buy something
    they will call you. When they want you
    to die for profit they will let you know.

    So, friends, every day do something
    that won't compute. Love the Lord.
    Love the world. Work for nothing.
    Take all that you have and be poor.
    Love someone who does not deserve it.
    Denounce the government and embrace
    the flag. Hope to live in that free
    republic for which it stands.
    Give your approval to all you cannot
    understand. Praise ignorance, for what man
    has not encountered he has not destroyed.

    Ask the questions that have no answers.
    Invest in the millenium. Plant sequoias.
    Say that your main crop is the forest
    that you did not plant,
    that you will not live to harvest.
    Say that the leaves are harvested
    when they have rotted into the mold.
    Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.

    Put your faith in the two inches of humus
    that will build under the trees
    every thousand years.
    Listen to carrion - put your ear
    close, and hear the faint chattering
    of the songs that are to come.
    Expect the end of the world. Laugh.
    Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful
    though you have considered all the facts.
    So long as women do not go cheap
    for power, please women more than men.
    Ask yourself: Will this satisfy
    a woman satisfied to bear a child?
    Will this disturb the sleep
    of a woman near to giving birth?

    Go with your love to the fields.
    Lie down in the shade. Rest your head
    in her lap. Swear allegiance
    to what is nighest your thoughts.
    As soon as the generals and the politicos
    can predict the motions of your mind,
    lose it. Leave it as a sign
    to mark the false trail, the way
    you didn't go. Be like the fox
    who makes more tracks than necessary,
    some in the wrong direction.
    Practice resurrection.



    Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front" from The Country of Marriage, copyright © 1973 by Wendell Berry

Friday, 20 February 2009

  • Currently
    9
    By Damien Rice
    9 Crimes
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    *


    Some days I imagine life is the sort of thing I can make right...

    And then I am crushed. I know it is too painful an assessment to place upon those who are truly in pain.

    Where is their God?

    I see a myriad of choices coming in and shattering my already broken worldview.

    I want to put an asterisk on those shirts that read "life is good"

    Life is good.*

    (*except when it is bad. In the case things life suddenly becomes "not good" we offer no refund for your experience, but you can always ship the shirt off to a third world country for some starving child to wear who can't even understand the irony. Enjoy!)




    I will never wear one, even when I believe that life is and can be good. I have no desire to be one of 'those people".

    Maybe I will go to school and graduate doing exactly what I want to be doing with ferver, I will be happy, but I will skip the shirt that proclaims so.

    Maybe I will get married and be tempted to get one, maybe we will make love and I will be so caught up in her I wonder how I ever did life alone. I will burn the shirt, hoodie, hat, croc that bears it's brand if I am given it.

    Maybe I will have a child, and I will love that child like she is my own. I will let her wear the shirt, until she is seven, and then she and I will talk about the real world, and how we are going to change it.

    Maybe I will be old and senile and will be given the shirt to ease the pain of aging memories...

    I will give the shirt to the drunk guy on the street, he will probably not care, but he will ask me for money. I will give him a 5 dollar bill and tell him I have walked with God. I will tell him why there is an asterisk on the shirt.

    And then I will go home, after she does, so I can finally feel the pain of greatest loss and hope in death and protect her from having to feel that way for me. So I can be there for her last breath... maybe then life will make sense, as I let go of it so that I can see what lies behind it, so I can finally say that life was good.*

    *will it?

    [.s]





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  • Life is not over when we don’t accomplish our original goal. it is time to think again, to create new hopes for the future. to think 2-3 moves ahead but in another area of our lives, explore what life is trying to teach us or reshape our vision for the future around what passions we are excited about currently. ~Stephen Christian