Proverbs 28:20a says “A faithful man will be richly blessed.”  I hope that I am a faithful man, but regardless of my faithfulness, God has been gracious to me.  I believe, although we aren’t wealthy by American standards, I am richly blessed. I have a wife and two sons whom I love profoundly and who love me.  I sit in an office that provides constant reminders of God’s goodness.  Pictures of family and friends, decorations and trinkets that have value not only in their aesthetics but in their meaning, their shared history with me.

Looking around my office this morning I took the time to briefly remember the people who matter so much in my life, the experiences that have enriched my time thus far on earth.  I see all of these things and I am so thankful for my life.  I am so thankful that Jesus rescued me all those years ago, and that he continues to rescue me from myself, and from situations that could harm me or my family. I am thankful, and I hope that remaining thankful helps me to be faithful.


Thoughts on Community


We hear a lot about the idea of community.    Whether you’re talking about the fantastic sitcom of the same name, social networking, neighborhoods, churches or social interaction, we hear the term bandied about with great frequency.

But what is community?  How do we define it, measure it, adjust it and make it better or worse?  Should we do those things?

In the church, especially in big churches, we talk a lot about how to create community or how to help people experience community.  But again, what does that mean?  How should we go about that?  Or does it happen more naturally than we understand?

Sociologists (or as I like to call them, “Fancy-Named-Facebook-Addicts,” just kidding) have long discussed the idea of the third house, or third place.  The thinking is that our first house is our home, our second house is our place of work and our third house is our          “Cheers.”  It’s “where everybody knows your name.”  So the third house could be a pub, a coffee shop, the gym, a church, etc.  Traditionally in America the third house was the church.  It was a neighborhood center, potentially a place for public discourse, a place where most people knew one another and could be known.

This has changed over the last 30-40 years.  And the advent of the mega church, where it’s virtually impossible to know the majority of members has complicated it as well.  We find ourselves spending a great deal of time assessing the need for authentic community.

But what is that?  I’m reading “The Search to Belong; Rethinking Intimacy, Community, And Small Groups” by Joseph R Myers right now.  In it, Myers describes four the basic modes of belonging that make up a person’s sense of community and connectedness. Below are some very basic definitions of each:

Public:  The sense of belonging does not have to be mutual.  You can belong to a large church or group and no one there even know that you belong, but this does not change your personal sense of belonging.

Social:  This space allows for “snapshots” of reality.  We choose which snapshots to portray about ourselves and in turn take that information from others as signs.  We then choose to keep relationships in the Social space, or to assign them to another category

Personal: In this space, others know private, but not naked, information about us and us them.  Very close friends might occupy this space, but likely not spouses.

Intimate:  In this space we are “naked and unashamed.”  Myers notes aptly that shame and embarrassment are not the same.  “Shame,” he says, “is the experience of the intimate self exposed in an inappropriate space.”

As a sidebar, I can’t help but think of social media when I see these definitions.  For instance, the average American Facebook user has over 200 “friends.”  How many of us can imagine really knowing all of them?  Sharing personal or intimate information or experiences with 200+ people sounds exhausting if not impossible.

It is interesting/disheartening to see how many people on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, et al are willing to share highly intimate and sensitive relational information in what is, by these definitions, a public space.  What does this say about us?

Many have assumed, incorrectly, that the goal of community is to have as many “intimate” relationships as possible.  To them, “intimate” represents the paramount human relational experience and we ought to then seek as many intimate experiences as possible  and give that to as many people as possible.  Myers debunks that thinking this way, “Insisting that real, authentic, true community happens only when people get ‘close’ is a synthetic view of reality and may actually be harmful.”

Myers says that our lives are in harmony and balance when we allocate the spaces appropriately.  That is, when we have the most interactions in the Public space, next largest in the Social space, a smaller group in the Personal space and only a select few in the Intimate space.

With this in mind, how should we then look at building community?  Should we seek to get every person in our churches into a small group?  Or should we seek to intentionally  validate the sense of belonging that people experience in each of the four spaces?

And if so, how?

What is Calling?

What is God’s will?  What is the right thing to do?  How does one know that one is doing what they were meant, or made to do?  Are these are intrinsically American questions, rife with comfort so we are able to even examine ideas? Or is there something bigger, something deeper in all of us that, by ignoring, puts our fulfillment, and perhaps the help of others, in peril ?

Yes. No.  And maybe some grey.

I think that as long as I can remember I’ve felt like I was made to do certain things.  As a boy, adolescent, and young adult being an athlete meant a great deal to me.  As a result, I often thought or said things like, “I was born to do this.”  The rush of adrenaline, the thrill of winning, the feeling of a well-timed, well-executed play in hockey or volleyball, were for me the very elements of a life well-lived.

Similarly throughout my life, the resonance I’ve felt with music has often left me speechless, which for those of you who know me, is something.  I often relate to the moment in Chariots of Fire when the main character Eric Liddel, a missionary with great athletic prowess, tries to explain to his sister why he runs.  “When I run, I sense God’s pleasure.”  Liddell is saying that he senses calling, meaning, fulfillment, and great results when he does what he was built to do.  I often feel that way while playing music.

Which brings us back to the question of whether that feeling is legitimate or not.  It’s been said that human beings make decisions based on emotion, and justify using reason.  If that’s the case, what is to be made of this idea of calling?  What do we do with the things we dream of doing?  Are we merely justifying our own aspirations in the name of some greater good, or greater force?  Are we blaming God for what we simply want to do?

Or is there something deeply, intrinsically a part of us that resonates when we act upon it?  Is there something, unique to each of us, that causes us to act in a manner that another might not?

And if so, what are we to do about it?  Certainly we ought not throw up our hands and radically redirect our lives in a way that allows us to pursue dreams over our responsibilities.  Or is it our responsibility itself that drives us to pursue our dreams?

This last week I was in L.A. to sing in a close friend’s wedding.  I was impressed by my friend’s friends.  Each of them, in their own way, seemed to be acting upon something that drove them.  All of them were very successful.  All of them were doing things that sounded dreamy.

Over the course of a few days’ interaction these things became clearly apparent.  And over that period of time, I also ran into old acquaintances, and met new ones. It seemed to me that the people I met fell into one of three very stereotypical and generalized categories.  Dreamers, Settlers and Undecideds.

The Dreamers, were much as I’ve already described, they seemed alive, energized (not that they weren’t ever tired or stressed) but the seemed peaceful and fulfilled.  And they also seemed to each have acquired a measure of success in their field of influence.

The Settlers also seemed dreamy, but in a different way, they seemed to reminisce, to remember, and even commiserate.  Each of them also seemed to have acquired a certain standard of living (it was L.A. after all) but it seemed hollow, as if it could collapse at any given time.

The Undecideds were often younger, but not always.  Some fresh out of college, some in the workforce for years.  But each of them seemed to have the hint of both dreaming, and settling within them, as if one might pop out and blossom at any moment, given the right (or wrong) opportunity.

All of this has caused me to reconsider.  What am I doing with my life?  Am I doing what I ought to?  What I should?  What I might be able to do?  Am I fully alive?  Am I simply settling for the trappings of an average, middle class American life?  Of course there’s nothing wrong with an average, middle class American life.  But for me, and I hope for you, this causes more reflection, and ultimately more intention and follow through.

I guess the good news is that on the flight back I wrote a song.  The bad news, I haven’t finished it yet.

poverty, money, and me

Culture11 is one of my favorite new sites.  A good friend shined me on to it after nearly going to work for them.  It’s a conservative group of good thinkers and writers.  They discuss all manner of interesting stuff, and they do it well.

In this article they discuss the state of charitable giving in the U.S.  They paint a bleak picture of American’s “generosity.” It should be noted, that America, overall, remains one of the most charitable countries in history, the question is whether we are doing enough with that with which we’ve been blessed.

What’s encouraging for those of us that claim to be evangelicals, is that “our group” tends to give more than any other in America.  What’s not-so-encouraging, is that on average we give only 3.4% of our income, what’s even less encouraging is that represents 21% LESS than Americans in the dust bowl/great depression era.

Imagine that…those who lived through the worst economic downturn in U.S. history were 21% more generous than those of us who are still living in unprecedented affluence.

There are encouraging things as well.  New groups are forming with a renewed focus on generosity and giving back to those less fortunate.  Bono’s latest venture, (RED)WIRE, is a prime example.  50% of the profits from the online music magazine/distribution channel go to purchase medicine for Africans with AIDS.

But it seems that there is far too little going on.  Far too few people with the ability to give are doing so.  In Culture 11’s article they mention that American church-goers (not Americans in general, just those that go to church) have $5.2 trillion annually in income.  That’s such a staggering number it’s hard to understand what it could actually do.  So let me break that down a little bit.

There are approximately 6.7 billion people on planet earth.  If American church-goers gave 10% of their income ($520 billion) that would be enough to give every non-American on earth roughly $100.  Considering nearly 50% of the world lives under $2.50/day it makes a difference. So if you take the $100/person away from those who need it less and add to those who need it more, you have a few months living expenses paid for every person on earth. Or maybe medicine for those with disease, or education to break the poverty cycle, or clothing, or adequate shelter, etc.

I think the simplest way to say it is this:  Christians have far more money, cumulatively, than we think we do.  If we all simply tithed, even if it were only on our expendable income,  imagine how much better we could make the world.

Here’s hoping we learn to.

As a follow up – check out this video for a way to do something simple, and effective.

the latest speaking


Click on the above link for my latest sermon.  They’re hard to come by, so act fast, this is a limited time offer.  Actually, it’ll probably be here a while.

One quick excerpt.  I define “thankfulness” in the following two ways.

1.Thankfulness is an appreciation of what you have, where you are, who you’re with and it’s most poignant when it’s coupled with a deeper understanding of how you got there, and where else you could be.

2. Thankfulness is a sign of vulnerability & inter/dependence thankfulness expresses a need for and a valuing of that which is outside of myself