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    On being a Dad... Thursday, January 31, 2008 |

    I'm going to be a Dad soon. Haven't talked about that much...I will soon. This morning I got an email from a friend (my buddy's wife) regarding his current status with his 6 month old (he had home duty today). Not only is it hysterical, it reassured me I CAN have fun with this madness about to descend on Oaklawn Dr. Enjoy...

    Just another day at the hospital for me, but lots of excitement from the boys at home...


    Greetings from the Cincinnati Schl------ Boys, eighth platoon, all hunkered down here on Saybrook for the day. Action was lighter last night, and didn't get going until around eight. The stench of death (or avocado) was overpowering on entering our first battlefield and I actually gagged. One guy sustained heavy damages requiring a bath to clean poop out of his armpit. Now we are just army crawling around the newly opened space of the dining room, and I think one of the platoon members would like to go back upstairs and further investigate/sniff/eat the ruined uniforms from this morning's battle. Time to head for the mess hall, then maybe later to the big target. (Target).

    We are thinking of you and wishing for better battle armor. Or gloves.
    Lt. Jeff, Sgt. Henri, and PFC Noah Sch---------


    Henri is the dog, and Noah is the kid...Can't wait for fatherhood

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    I'm not critically important to "God's work" (though he still loves me desperately) Wednesday, January 30, 2008 |

    Case in Point:

    This evening I was asked to "teach" a "class" called "Going Deeper" (The quotes add cynical emphasis). So my typical church upbringing would suggest that this class attracts all the folks looking for that last "deep theological truth" that's kept them from totally giving themselves over to God (not suggesting that's true of these folks, just my religious experience in the past). So tonight it was suggested to me by a friend that I share what's been going on inside of me over the last few years (between me and God). I thought that was good advice. So tonight I brought the goods...ready? Wait for it.....







    Jesus loves me.





    Yep. That's what was brought to "Going Deeper" tonight.
    So it's natural for a room full of folks ready to dig in to the DEEP SPIRITUAL TRUTHS OF CHRISTIANITY
    to display a tiny bit of disappointment when presented with such an elementary thought.

    "Of course Jesus loves me. On to the intelligent stuff."

    So here's what happened. I asked them to consider whether they really thought Jesus actually loved them. Write some thoughts, draw some pics, whatever. Just consider it. Everybody moved throughout the room, and I played a favorite song on repeat for a while. At some point I passed out Skyline crackers and Hi-C Blue Blast fruit juice (delicious) and folks took communion in remembrance of Jesus (and the fact that he loves them regardless of what they think of him). SOOOO...we get up, it's time to go, and I can tell there's some stuff going on. Suddenly this one lady just starts talking...about the anger she's carried HER ENTIRE LIFE towards God, how she was sitting there journaling about how much she didn't trust God, how he couldn't love her, how she'd NEVER known anything but ugly, conditional love her whole life, when suddenly something just broke. And all she heard was "I love you." Game over. She just let it all hang out, just kept repeating "Jesus loves me, Jesus loves me!" The place was a wreck. All around folks just started breaking down, shaking their heads at the absurdly simple truth that "Jesus loves them."

    So if there was ever any doubt that God somehow "needs" me to espouse truth on his behalf, and tell others why I'm right and they're wrong, tonight was yet again confirmation he's perfectly capable of changing lives on his own. And I am eternally grateful for that.

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    I guess... Wednesday, January 23, 2008 |


    it'd be a start.

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    Man I'm Not Sure This Is Right Part 2 Tuesday, January 22, 2008 |

    So after extended discussion with several friends regarding the aforementioned post (here), some similar themes began to appear with regularity. I again offer these in humility, recognizing that several years ago I would have read this post and believed this person DESTINED for Hell, since I was a proper Methodist and voted strictly pro-life. This list (not even remotely comprehensive) are simply obstacles that seem to keep the Kingdom in check, while convincing people (myself included) that religion offers them the fullest in terms of a relationship with Christ (when has relationship with a system ever outweighed relationship with a person?)

    As I sat at breakfast this morning with a friend who shared her story with me, I was struck with the audacious manner in which she encountered Christ. In short? Moved here 3 years ago from Germany, had ZERO exposure to God/Jesus, went through severe trauma once here in the US, had a few conversations with some people who know Jesus, then was writing an email one afternoon WHEN THE CREATOR OF THE UNIVERSE FLOODED HER LIVING ROOM WITH LOVE, AND SHE DRANK IT IN FOR AN UNDETERMINED AMOUNT OF TIME UNTIL SHE WAS DRUNK ON THE STUFF, AND NOW SHE CAN LIST OFF ALL THE WAYS HER LIFE LOOKS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT (including being totally freed of bitterness, which had a stranglehold on her life). So I'm happy to report Jesus is alive and well and working HOWEVER HE DAMN WELL PLEASES (so the list below doesn't hinder our God, it just points to how we mess up the Kingdom with regularity).

    * SUCCESS-The Kingdom only works when it's lived out in small numbers. Once it becomes a mass movement, it becomes an ideology and loses its soul.
    * MONEY-A movement that was founded on people renouncing all possessions got seduced into sanctifying the "right" to possessions.
    * MORALITY (this is from a friend...and is scandalous)-Eating from the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil is judgment and is at the root of all sin. The Kingdom revolution is a revolution of the Spirit -- which is the antithesis of living on the basis of ethics. The New Testament and the early Jesus-movement "had no morality." Once Christianity became a ruling power and a successful mass movement, however, it had to control people with rules.
    * RELIGION. The Jesus movement (The Kingdom of God) is anti-religious. But people crave religion. They have "religious needs" that the Jesus movement undermines. When the movement became a mass movement, it became a Christianized version of pagan religion.
    * PRAGMATISM. The Kingdom was founded on the singular concern to be faithful to God, not a concern to fix the world. Once Christianity became successful, however, it wrongly assumed responsibility to rule the world and got practical. Since most of Jesus' teachings are impractical, they had to be set aside.
    * VIOLENCE. Non-violence never seems practical, so it was among the things that needed to go.
    * POLITICS. (Already discussed)-Jesus' apolitical/anti-political movement was transformed into the PR dept. of politics. Christianity has almost always pathetically given divine sanction to whatever political regime it found itself in. Using ingenious theological arguments right out of the Bible, the Church defended the monarchy when it found itself under a monarchy and the Republic form of government when under this type of government. So too, it defended Socialism under Socialism, Communism under Communism and of course Democracy under a Democracy. The movement whose heart is to revolt against all government to manifest the reign of God is reduced to a silly defender of whatever government happens to be in charge.
    * POWER. The heart of the problem is that we fear the freedom the Kingdom offers us. It's the radical freedom of possessing nothing -- including power. We rather crave the security of things, of power, of rules, and of pretending we are free (e.g. by having a "vote") when in fact we are in bondage. The Spirit was meant to set us free, but this requires relinquishing all these things.

    Please discuss at will...


    PS-Much of above list comes from a friend who shares similar thoughts...modified to my taste and writing style...

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    "But we're family?" Tuesday, January 15, 2008 |

    Question: How do we tell four kids that we love (one of whom is infected with HIV from a Mom who's already dead) that's it's impossible for us to be together because the government won't allow it. Kids who stole our heart, who we care for desperately and pray for regularly and talk to on the phone weekly, kids whose stories we know (and feel)...how do we explain to four kids who have NEVER traveled outside of Mamelodi, South Africa, that even though it seems like the most natural thing in the world to be a family, it's never going to happen without bank statements and land titles and earning reports and background checks and red tape that's impossible to wade through.

    Still waiting...

    Because there is no answer.

    Because seen through the eyes of one of these kids (who call us Mom and Dad no less), who have nothing in this world besides some shred of hope that someday we'll all be together, there is no right answer to this question.

    There's only No.


    I wish I knew how to say Yes.

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    I hate America Monday, January 14, 2008 |

    Saturday night I wanted to bake a cake for friends. We didn't have any icing. I ran to my local grocery store for some chocolate icing. This is what I was confronted with:

    These were just what was handy. Seven freaking varieties of chocolate icing. Prefer "Creamy Homestyle Classic Chocolate?"-got it. "Creamy Supreme Chocolate Cream Cheese?"-done. "Whipped Supreme Milk Chocolate?"-Thank GOD it's here!

    Let me make this clear. These were just in one section. There were other sections. This is Crazy (capital "C" intentional).

    Once I grabbed one (Creamy Supreme Chocolate Cream Cheese thank you very much), I then had to go grab some ice cream...once I'd settled on Edy's slow Churned 1/2 Fat Vanilla, I still had to decide between Vanilla, Vanilla Bean, or French Vanilla.

    I hate America.

    The cake was magnificent.

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    I like white chocolate and macademia nut Thursday, January 10, 2008 |

    Consider this a public service announcement. There is a thing trolling the world wide web of communication, and it calls itself a "cookie." This is a lie. A cookie is delicious. A cookie makes me fat. A cookie reminds me of all that is right and patriotic and perfect in this old U.S. of A. These things are not cookies. They are parasites. And they embed themselves in your computer and spy on you and make your computer sad and report back your surfing to the CIA or Russia or the Cookie Monster.

    I'm serious here.

    The other day I noticed my computer was a little slow, especially when surfing. Thought I'd do some routine maintenance. When I pulled up my preferences and began to empty my doodads, I accidentally hit the view all button for cookies. And there the secret was revealed. Literally thousands, if not tens of thousands of little programs had embedded themselves in my computer, AND THEY DID NOT HAVE MY PERMISSION! More tracking softwar
    e than the government uses. All sorts of weird website names. Stuff that had XX in the name (what the heck is that?). Cookies that apparently came from my junk email box (tracking my Viagra usage?) It was freaky, and it took a literal minute of the spinning wheel to clear them all out.

    So I thought I'd be smart, and tell my computer to ask me before it allows any cookies (some are necessary, like the ones that let me check my email online) to be my computer's friend. This has now become the BANE OF MY EXISTENCE! Any site I go to, I have to click deny no less than 3 times (and sometimes over ten) before it leaves me alone and lets me surf in peace. ANY SITE! My own blog wants to track me! This has be
    en quite a sobering experiment. I had my credit card info stolen about a year ago, and thankfully the bank helped me clear it up quickly. But this amount of trash floating around has got to mean something.

    Maybe I'm paranoid (I really don't want anybody to know I'm on Facebook?), but it's just weird to have all these little programs reporting back to someone what I'm doing. Anyone else agree? Then I give you this challenge. Turn on the "Ask my permission" setting for a day and see how often these "cookies" appear.


    I'll stick to the kind that make me fat, thank you very much...


    PS-I'm not a web programmer. If these things are totally harmless and I'm overreacting let me know.

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    God loves American Gladiators Monday, January 7, 2008 |

    Last night I was transported back to a magical time, a time where I sat as an 11 year old at the lunch table with my parents at noon on Saturday and watched roid-raging men take on people JUST LIKE MY DAD, everyday, ordinary people, in amazing feats of strength and endurance. I loved every second of it. I could almost smell the bacon cooking on the stove behind me as I watched last night. Now, this was not your late 80's to mid 90's American Gladiator. The original was precious, in a "we have a $10,000 budget we have to hit to get the dam show on tape" kind of way. This present day version had smoke, and fire, and slick graphics, and The Hulkster. Not the same thing. My suggestions?

    Bring back Mike Adamle...

    and Todd Christensen, or Larry Csonka.Where's Gemini, or Nitro? Let's face it, Siren taught me what a woman was (kind of).

    I digress. The show was still cheeky and ridiculous, and R and I both got very excited when they announced Assault was back! What I wouldn't give to hurl bean bags or arrows at that target while tennis balls hurled at me at 100 miles an hour. Bliss.

    So why DOES God LOVE American Gladiators, you may find yourself still asking. I will explain. In hour two, once the women's Eliminator had finished (what a test of skill and endurance!), the women's winner is being interviewed by the Hulkster. She leads with...wait for it..."I just want to thank God first and foremost, who saw me through tonight."

    Yes, Virginia, God does love American Gladiators, and shepherds those he wants to win 100k and the title of the next American Gladiator to safely finish the Eliminator.

    All is well in America tonight.

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    Man I'm not sure this is right Thursday, January 3, 2008 |

    Below are thoughts, not concrete facts (not even close)...read at your own risk...

    With all the attention given to the presidential race (insert sarcastic half-hearted Yea! here), I've been thinking a bit about the role of Kingdom folks in the governments of this world. I keep finding myself fighting between total apathy and a little guilt over the "freedom" afforded me to live in a country where I can be apathetic. If I consider Pakistan, or the fire consuming Kenya right now, it seems very Western of me to regard all our talk of freedom with eye rolls and cynicism, when in fact I do have an outstanding opportunity to affect change through our government.

    History would show the modern western concept of "freedom" is the result of Enlightenment thinkers like Thomas Hobbes reacting against the perpetual religious-political violence of the 17th century by completely separating politics from theology/religion. The modern concept of political freedom, in other words, is an inherently secular concept. While some conservative Christians try to argue that the Constitution of America is somehow rooted in Christianity, it can be argued that it came about only because influential thinkers abandoned Christianity and all religion as a foundation for political thought.

    The movement Jesus came to establish -- the Kingdom of God -- can't be identified with the Christian religion. In fact, insofar as the Christian religion hasn't looked like Jesus Christ loving, serving and dying for his enemies (which it hasn't ever really looked like that since he died for us), it contrasts with the Kingdom of God. It's in the interest of all people in the Kingdom to passionately point this sharp contrast out to people.

    The modern concept of political freedom is inherently secular. I passionately reject the secular, humanistic, materialistic worldview. But because I think political freedom is a good thing, I just as passionately want to keep religion out of politics (am I going to Hell for this thinking)?

    The bottom line is that religion and politics don't mix. Not only are free societies threatened by the mixing of religion with politics, but history shows that mixing politics and religion is disastrous for Christianity. This is what concerns me most.

    Interested in relationship with Jesus? Cool, seems like he asks us to do one thing: follow him! We're called to mimic his loving service to all others, even if this entails suffering for enemies (Eph 5:1-2; 1 Pet. 2:20-25). We're not called to pretend that we have any superior wisdom or morality when it comes to resolving political conflicts.

    So here I stand...very confused...this is all pretty much in direct conflict with a solid 18 years of vote Republican and picket Planned Parethood or you're going to hell. Comments welcome...