Friday, May 21, 2010
Monday, May 10, 2010
god on the job
What Do You Do?
Many of us have built (or reinforced) walls between the parts of our lives which seem to be spiritual and the parts that don't. Consequently, we often don't expect God to relate to our work, or our work to be relevant to our faith. We opperate according to one paradigm at church, and another at work, thinking we can divide our lives into parts. But in the end, its not our lives, but we, ourselves, who become divided.
It's Not About What You Do, part 1:
It's about who you are. Production doesn't define us. God does. "Pharaoh" calls us brickmakers. Our value is determined solely by how much we make. But God calls us children.
It's Not About What You Do, part 2:
It's about how you do it. Nearly anything can be done in a way that honors God. (Who you are - not what you're doing - determines how you do it.) The Christ-follower will put her whole heart into whatever she does.
Finding Meaning in the Mundane
Work is complex because it's so closely linked to creation (Gen. 1:1, 1:27, 2:2-3), but it's also tied to the curse (Gen. 3). So sometimes work is life-giving; sometimes it's drudgery. But even in the most mundane, there is meaning: 1. God is in the routine. He most-often communicates his good presence in patterns (not in the exception to patterns). 2. Our character is developed in the routine. It's our choices in the mundane that shape us. If we will pay attention, be alert, live in the moment, and recognize that God is everywhere, the mundane fills with meaning. There are no ordinary days.
Tuesday, April 06, 2010
relentless pursuit
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Have you allowed yourself to hope, only to have those hopes dashed? Are you grieving unmet expectations? Are you disappointed? With God? With the Church? With others?
In their severe disappointment, the Emmaus travelers leave. They just walk away. Like we do. When God doesn't perform we look to other lovers. We're "prone to wander, prone to leave..."
And this is what's so tragic about leaving: When we leave we miss what God is doing and we miss what he wants to do next. We walk away from redemption and try to create our own destiny. We say "God hasn't worked for me, I'll take it from here."
But here's the good news: God's pursuit of leavers is relentless. It's as if God says to us:
You were walking away from me, you couldn’t see me with you, you didn't see what I was doing, you were ready to write your own future. But I pursued you, revealed myself to you, and I still have plans for your life.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
applause
Monday, March 22, 2010
intimacy
Sunday, March 14, 2010
lent: noise
God has a soft voice. You have to be quiet if you want to hear him speak. And that's the problem: we're so rarely quiet. We're almost never still. And our world is even noisier and busier than we are.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
lent: the comfort tension
Monday, March 08, 2010
lent: critical for the comfortable
Thursday, February 25, 2010
compassion thinks
- Compassion thinks long-term vs. quick fix. Quick fixes usually don't. Band-aid solutions are typically engaged in an effort to justify oneself; they don't spring from a deep value for all people.
- Compassion thinks today vs. someday. Those who postpone serving others usually end up doing so indefinitely. There's never quite enough.
- Compassion thinks people vs. price. Multiple factors affect every purchase decision. Compassion views the purchase's impact on people as the real cost.
- Compassion thinks deeply. It does the research. It finds the creative solution.
lent:water #1 uncomfortable
Thursday, February 11, 2010
compassion values
Friday, February 05, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
built to sing
Saturday, January 23, 2010
flying squirrel
Monday, January 18, 2010
we have no choir here
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
love the word
Monday, December 28, 2009
i hope you feel full
Thursday, December 03, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Holy Spirit, Holy Suffering, part 2
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Holy Spirit, Holy Suffering, part 1
Like the green spot we missed when painting our bedroom baby blue... Like the 3 or 4 rock chips in my windshield... Like the sound of the train rolling though town... There are some things that are always there, so you hardly notice them.
But if you approach the familiar at face value and take it all in with new eyes, suddenly, it’s conspicuous.

