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Haraka, Haraka Haina Baraka

Wednesday, June 30th, 2010
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“Pole, Pole” (pronounced Pole-ay, Pole-ay)

Last week we heard this phrase a lot. Making our way up the Rongai route from the Kenyan border to the top of mount Kilimanjaro. Every time we were passed by a porter or a guide he would say in Swahili “Pole, pole”; go slowly, slowly. For a peak that tops out above 19,000 feet the guides knew that the air was thin and that our bodies were not used to the climate at that altitude. In fact, a majority of our group were from sea level, and even the altitude at the start of our trek (above 6,000 feet) could be a challenge.

It was not lost on us, that their admonishment to go slowly had broader implications than just our physical journey toward the summit. In fact, some of us when we would get a break in the action would pull out our cell phones and begin looking for a signal. Knowing that we were “off the grid” created its own level of angst. With long periods of hiking, alone with your thoughts even though you were part of a larger group, you had plenty of time to think about what was happening back in the real world. Our guides knew this, and so I think their encouragement to us was as much spiritual as it was physical. “Take it slowly. It’s ok. There is a blessing that comes from just experiencing the mountain and knowing that God has something special for you in this place. Don’t waste this unique opportunity.”

If fact, there is a Swahili phrase for the opposite of taking life at a practical pace: “Haraka, Haraka Haina Baraka”, which is Swahili for “Hurry, Hurry has no blessing”

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M is for Mobile

Tuesday, October 20th, 2009
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When I was a kid, I LOVED the show M.A.S.H. The 11 year running sitcom (251 episodes) was the story of an American Mobile Army Surgical Hospital (M.A.S.H.) during the Korean war. The story of the 4077 with it’s fusion of both the starkness and horrors of war with a gallows humor captured my attention (and not a small amount of my free time). Where we happened to live on the central coast of California (half way between San Francisco and Los Angeles) we could get TV channels from both markets (SF and LA). When the series was in syndication (i.e. “reruns”) I could watch M.A.S.H. each week night from 6pm until 8pm.

I recall one particular episode where the commanding officer of the M.A.S.H. unit, Col. Sherman T. Potter (played by Harry Morgan) decided to move the whole operation to another location. If you were a fan of the show, it did not take long to realize that the location for the hospital was not very mobile, but quite static. Col. Potter wanted to move the unit, not becuase it was required, but the whole point of a Mobile Army Surgical Hospital was that it should be “MOBILE”. When questioned as to why the hospital would have to move he said “M is for Mobile!”. To many it seemed like a pointless exercise, but to the Col. being able to move the hospital at a moments notice was an important aspect of why they existed and could be critical to their survival. In other words, being mobile, was what a mobile hospital was all about.

Funny, isn’t it, that sometimes we let a part of ourself go dormant that we consider to be “who” we really are. It is often most easily seen in the middle-aged man who is 50 pounds over weight, but still considers himself to be an athlete because he wrestled in high school. In his heart, he truly wants to be an athlete. In fact, he considers himself to be athletic. However…he is not. He has allowed who he was to go dormant. Of course, it is not limited to our physical being. Emotionally, mentally, spiritually we often allow things to go dormant that we once believed was inseparable from who we truly are. It is far too easy to become complacent and simply let what is important slip by.

What is it for you? What have you allowed to go dormant that you would consider to be a part of who you really are. It could be critical to your survival. Time to get up and get moving…M is for Mobile!

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Chained to our Stuff

Thursday, August 13th, 2009
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Our stuff.

As much as we hate to admit it, we are often very enamored with our stuff. When we start out in life we don’t have much stuff. In fact, we are thankful for whatever stuff other people have given to us. When we live with our parents, we just use their stuff. Then when we move out, we scrounge whatever stuff we can find. When Gloria and I were married in 1987 we had very little. My Grandparents had an old couch that they decided to give to us. The couch was a little worn out. So, out of the kindness of their hearts, they had it reupholstered…In the finest 1970, brown checked pattern you have ever seen. But you know what…we had a couch; and it was a sofa bed! And although we did not have very many overnight guests, it was much more comfortable than sleeping outside when I said something incredibly stupid or hurful to my new bride.

But after a while something subtle and unexpected begins to happen. We start to accumulate more and nicer stuff. And, in the accumulation, our attitude toward our stuff changes. At some point we have an outfit, or television, or car that we just would not want to live without. In fact, we have a tendency to get bigger and nicer containers for our stuff (houses) so that we can shove more stuff inside. And then eventually (and without awareness) we sense that a type of fear has crept into our life. The type of fear that comes from “hey, I don’t want to lose my house and stuff, so I better keep this job” even if keeping THAT job means not pursuing your passion as a dancer, or musician, or great Dad, or healer or…well you get the idea. Accumulating things and having control over lots of stuff, actually turns on you; to the point that your stuff gains control over you, and kills in you the richness that comes from knowing dependence on the One who will never fail you and can never be taken away.

In his great book “The Jesus I Never Knew”, Philip Yancey discusses the insights of writer Monika Hellwig, who lists the “advantages” to being poor:

“1. The poor know they are in urgent need of redemption.
2. The poor know not only their dependence on God and on powerful people but also their interdependence with one another.
3. The poor rest their security not on things but on people.
4. The poor have no exaggerated sense of their own importance, and no exaggerated need of privacy.
5. The poor expect little from competition and much from cooperation.
6. The poor can distinguish between necessities and luxuries.
7. The poor can wait, because they have acquired a kind of dogged patience born of acknowledged dependence.
8. The fears of the poor are more realistic and less exaggerated, because they already know that one can survive great suffering and want.
9. When the poor have the Gospel preached to them, it sounds like good news and not like a threat or a scolding.
10. The poor can respond to the call of the Gospel with a certain abandonment and uncomplicated totality because they have so little to lose and are ready for anything.

In summary, through no choice of their own — they may urgently wish otherwise — poor people find themselves in a posture that befits the grace of God. In their state of neediness, dependence and dissatisfaction with life, they may welcome God’s free gift of love.

As an exercise I went back over Monika Hellwig’s list, substituting the word “rich” for “poor” and changing the sentence to its opposite. “The rich do not know they are in urgent need of redemption…The rich rest their security not on people but on things…”

Next, I tried something far more threatening: I substituted the word “I.” Reviewing each of the ten statements, I asked myself if my own attitudes more resembled those of the poor or the rich. Do I easily acknowledge my needs? Do I readily depend on God and on other people? Where does my security rest? Am I more likely to compete or cooperate? Can I distinguish between necessities and luxuries? Am I patient? Do the Beatitudes sound like good news or like a scolding?”

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Love Complicates the Life of God

Sunday, August 9th, 2009
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In his great book “Epic” John Eldredge talks about the gift that God has given mankind in the form of a human heart. Our ability to love, and the freedom that God gives us to love is amazing…and terribly risky for God. Here is how he explains it:

“God gives us the freedom to reject him.
He gives to each of us a will of our own.
Good grief, why? He knows what free-willed creatures can do. He has already suffered one massive betrayal in the rebellion of the angels. He knows how we will use our freedom, what misery and suffering, what hell will be unleashed on earth because of our choices. Why? Is he out of his mind?
The answer is simple and staggering as this: If you want a world where love is real, you must allow each person the freedom to choose.

‘Power can do everything but the most important thing: it cannot control love…In a concentration camp, the guards possess almost unlimited power. By applying force, they can make you renounce your God, curse your family, work without pay, eat human excrement, kill and then bury your closest friend or even your own mother. All this is within their power. Only one thing is not: they cannot force you to love them. This fact may help explain why God sometimes seems shy to use his power. He created us to love him, but his most impressive displays of miracle — the kind we may secretly long for — do nothing to foster that love. As Douglas John Hall has put it, “God’s problem is not that God is not able to do certain things. God’s problem is that God loves. Love complicates the life of God as it complicates every life.”‘
(Philip Yancey, Disappointment with God)

Any parent or lover knows this: love is choosen. You canot, in the end, force anyone to love you.”

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Missed it by that Much

Saturday, July 25th, 2009
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On my way to work each day I drive through a local golf course. This morning as I was passing the green of one, not so difficult, hole I noticed that a golf ball came bouncing over the green and was competing with my 4-Runner for the lane I was in. As the rouge golf ball passed my car on the right (illegal in Colorado) the infamous Maxwell Smart quote “Missed it by that Much” came into my head. To be sure I was thankful that the ball missed my car, but would I have been as thankful if the ball would have hit my truck?

What I mean is, we seem to be grateful when circumstances work out the way that we think they should. In this case, as I watched disaster bounce past me, I thought of all of the “hassle” that I just avoided by not having a windshield replace, a dent removed, an accident explained to my insurance company, a golfer with a black eye (OK, I would have been the one with the black eye…who am I kidding?) Sometimes we label circumstances as “good” or “bad” based on the illusion of what we can see, not on the reality of what God can see. Let me explain. I have a friend, named Benjamin, who had cancer as a high school student. Now, the misfortune of a high school student contracting cancer is powerful and causes us all to wonder “what the heck?!” I believe because they are so young, have so much potential, so many years to realize that potential and because we wonder “what would have come of all that capability?” They could have been and said and done so much, if only…”. The part that is powerful is the “if only”. We assume that the illness removes their potential and in its place leaves only desolation and devastation. In Ben’s case he was a powerful athlete, an NFL hopeful with dreams of a thundering and celebrated career. And all of that stopped…suddenly. His dreams annihilated by countless surgeries and endless hospital stays. At the end of it all, Ben was alive but had one less leg than he started with. After many attempts to remove the cancer but save his leg, ultimately his leg was amputated. A tragedy.

Or was it? Today Ben will tell you that “I lost my leg, but gained my life.” Knowing Ben for well over a decade, I can tell you that this is not rhetoric, but a true appreciation for what he gained, knowing full well the price he paid to gain it.

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Sometimes we see things as “bad” when they are really “Best”.

Be ANXIOUS for NOTHING
Be PRAYERFUL for EVERYTHING
Be THANKFUL for ANYTHING  

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Why not me?

Wednesday, July 15th, 2009
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I saw a story tonight that absolutely moved me. A young man in Ohio named Blake Haxton who, as a high school student, contracted Necrotizing Fasciitis (“Flesh Eating Disease”). According to the National Necrotizing Fasciitis Foundation the disease is a bacterial infection caused commonly by group A Strep bacteria, which is the same bacteria that causes common Strep throat. Usually easily killed by antibiotics, sometimes a very strong variety of Strep occurs. This is the one that causes the life-threatening cases and is known as the “flesh-eating” bacteria. NF can also be caused by other bacteria, or a mixture of bacteria. The bacteria destroys soft tissue at the subcutaneous level, and often is coupled with toxic shock syndrome, both are deadly alone, together they are even more so. If muscle is destroyed, it is necrotizing myositis. (Click HERE for more information).

One thing was true before the disease hit, Haxton loved to row. He was Captain of his high school rowing team for two years and secured a fifth place medal at the Head of Charles regatta and a first place medal in the Men’s Junior Open at the Midwest Erg Sprints at Ohio State University. Blake was even recruited by Harvard to be a part of their elite program. He was a strong and influential leader and he had great aspirations, his choice of colleges as well as the opportunity to do what he loved.

As I watched the story of this amazingly strong young man I was touched. Yes, by his courage. Yes, by his strength of character. Yes, by his positive and uplifting attitude. But, more than anything it was by one simple statement that he made. Haxton said “I’ve definitely felt the, you know, the ‘why me?’ and all that, but at the same time, you know, why not me?”

When challenges befall us, whether big or small, we sometimes are tempted to feel somewhat small in the face of that giant adversity. What I mean is, we think “why is this happening to me?” almost as if we think someone else would be better able to handle the situation, or someone else would better learn from the experience. Why do we do this? It takes so much from who we truly are.

God loves and understands us in a way that is so intimate, so familiar and He is so strongly confident in what you can become that He is willing to go through anything, or to take you through anything to realize your potential. True, sometimes God uses dark colors to paint the portrait of your character, but those colors are always necessary.

Haxton said “You do what you can and let God do what you can’t.” I promise you that God will never take you through something that you and He together cannot face. While He is in the business of breaking our will, He will never break our spirit.

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Fame is an elusive mistress

Thursday, June 25th, 2009
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On June 25, 155,131 people died on the planet earth.

Most of them you didn’t know. Many of them, when they died, left a small group of family and friends behind to mourn their passing. They had people who loved them and whom they loved; people on whom they had a significant impact by their life (and often in their death).

There were two people, however, that when they died that day made world news. Farrah Facett and Michael Jackson also passed away on June 25th. And when they did, they essentially took over the news headlines. Yet these two iconic stars had more in common than just super stardom in the 70′s and 80′s. In fact, the thing that was common to them both was their apparent odd behavior as they transitioned from one millennium to another. It appeared that in the absence of consistent recognition and fame they had a fierce desire to reacquire that level of fame, or to replace it with something else that would make them feel the same way. Accompanying their unusually high levels of recognition was a desperate fear of becoming unknown, becoming irrelevant, inconsequential, insignificant or unimportant.

Farrah Fawcett died at 9:28am and when she did the news about her death began to spread. Big news that morning, as she had been battling with cancer for several years and had finally succumbed to the disease. Ironically at 2:26 pm most discussions about Farrah ceased and her story was completely overshadowed by a “bigger star”. Even in death, fame was elusive. Fame is fleeting.

Fame, money, weight loss, career success, material possessions; the list goes on and on. And if we choose these items as an end unto themselves we are guaranteed to be dissatisfied. Chasing these things usually leads to a focus on our scarcity rather than our abundance. But it does not feel that way when we say “I want to be rich” or “I want to be thin”. Too bad that so many people simply do not finish the sentence. “I want to be rich, so that …”, “I want to be thin, so that …”. It is the “SO THAT…” which is key to a fulfilling, meaningful, purpose filled life. Worse, many people do not even know what their purpose is. Money is great; Fame is nice; Material possessions are useful, but if they are not connected to a greater purpose they can lead to a tragic life, often with a pitiable outcome the leaves people desperate, hopeless and despondent.

What is your “SO THAT…? What is it that you are willing to die for? What is worth really living for? Are there aspects of your life that you are desperately grasping at, but that are ultimately unfulfilling? Perhaps you should take a moment to determine if your search is disconnected from your purpose.

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Play

Saturday, May 2nd, 2009
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Do you play? I mean really play. Not doing something useful like “spending time with the kids” or “exercising” or “learning a new skill.” I mean play. Just having fun. Losing track of time in something that you do just for the sheer fun of it. Most of us have nearly lost this ability in our scramble to keep pace with our obligations.

I’m reading a great book on Sabbath by Mark Buchanan (The Rest of God). He provides a liberating view of what has often been interpreted as a “no fun” rule and turns it on its head. The idea is that we work and work and work at least 6 days a week. So one day a week we should just have fun! That is rest for us. Doing things that bring no added value.

We need to get back to playing. Playing makes us more alive. It makes us glad we are alive. It makes the rest of the striving that we do worth something. I think playing makes us more spiritual. It wakes up our spirit and strengthens our spirit.

So, when is the last time you played for a day? Not an hour. Not two. A whole day? What if you had a whole day every week to play? Would that change your life? It’s changing mine. A 1010 life is not about working to our fullest but living to our fullest. So live a little. Play a little.

No, play a lot!

The writing on the wall

Sunday, April 26th, 2009
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Last year I was at a conference in Washington D.C. and decided to get up before sunrise and head down to the National Mall to take some photos. It was a nearly perfect morning, and as the cab driver dropped me off in front of the World War II memorial, I started what turned out to be an all day adventure in the heart of my American history.

As the sun began to rise I found myself standing in front of the Vietnam Memorial and I noticed a nearly perfect image of the Washington Monument reflected in the wall. After I returned home and was sorting through my photos, this one quickly became one of my favorites. In fact, I placed in my folder of photos that my Macbook uses for screen saver images. So, I frequently get to see this image on my screen.

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As the image appeared again and again on my screen I began to become particularly conscious of the individual names that are carved into the wall that created such a clear reflection. People. People who had died. People who had died fighting for my freedom. People who had Moms and Sisters, Dads and Brothers, friends and coworkers. People like Richard Conrad, Thomas Herndon, Roger Sumrall, Howard Caffery, Lester Parker and Gordon Hill.

Gordon was in the US Air Force and at the age of 25 was shot down in his F-4E on June 30, 1970 over Laos. His body was never recovered. And his family in Seattle never had the closure of laying him to rest.

I did not know Gordon C. Hill. Never met him. He never met me. He was not a friend of our family, or my Sunday school teacher. But he gave up his tomorrow so that I might live free today. And for that, I am forever grateful.

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The Problem of Pain – Part 1

Wednesday, October 29th, 2008
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After the death of his wife, Joyce Davidman, C. S. Lewis was devastated. Perhaps because he was not looking for the relationship to begin with. Perhaps because he had allowed Joyce the gift of fully taking his heart…and he held nothing back. But in allowing himself to love so completely, he opened himself up to pain unimaginable. It is this depth of pain that leads many to seek a higher being, and others to reject the notion completely.

Here is how C. S. Lewis introduces his readers to the fundamental conclusions of many:

C.S. Lewis, “The Problem of Pain”

“Not many years ago when I was an atheist, if anyone had asked me, “Why do you not believe in God?” my reply would have run something like this: “Look a the universe we live in. By far the greatest part of it consists of empty space, completely dark and unimaginably cold. The bodies which move in this space are so few and so small in comparison to the space itself that even if every one of them were known to be crowded as full as it could hold with perfectly happy creatures, it would still be difficult to believe that life and happiness were more than a by-product to the power that made the universe. As it is, however, the scientists think it likely that very few of the suns of space — perhaps none of them except our own — have any planets and in our own system it is improbable that any planets except the Earth sustains life. And Earth herself existed without life for millions of years and my exist for millions more when life has left her. And what is it like while it lasts? It is so arranged that all the forms of it can live only by preying upon one another. In the lower forms this process entails only death, but in the higher there appears a new quality called consciousness which enables it to be attended with pain. The creatures cause pain by being born, and live by inflicting pain, and in pain they mostly die. In the most complex of all the creatures, Man, yet another quality appears, which we call reason, whereby he is enabled to foresee his own pain which henceforth is preceeded with acute mental suffering, and to foresee his own death while keenly desiring permanence. It also enables men by a hundred ingenious contrivances to inflict a great deal more pain than they otherwise could have done on one another and on the irrational creatures. This power they have exploited to the full. Their history is largely a record of crime, war, disease, and terror, with just sufficient happiness interposed to give them, while it lasts, an agonized apprehension of losing it, and, when it is lost, the poignant misery of remembering. Every now and then they improve their condition a little and what we call a civilization appears. But all civilizations pass away and, even while they remain, inflict peculiar sufferings of their own probably sufficient to out weigh what alleviations they may have brought to the normal pains of man. That our own civilization has done so, no one will dispute; that it will pass away like all its predecessors is surely probable. Even if it should not, what then? The race is doomed. Every race that comes into being in any part of the universe is doomed; for the universe, they tell us, is running down, and will sometime be a uniform infinity of homogeneous matter at a low temperature. All stories will come to nothing in the end to have been a transitory and senseless contortion upon the idiotic face of infinite matter. If you ask me to believe that this is the work of a benevolent and omnipotent spirit, I reply that all the evidence points in the opposite direction. Either there is no spirit behind the universe, or else a spirit indifferent to good and evil or else and evil spirit”

What do you think?

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