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NCAA Basketball Championship, Ethiopia, and What Matters Most
But then the worship service happened. And by the time it was over, I had no interest in talking basketball at all. As people were leaving, some, bearing big smiles, were ready to pick up the basketball talk again, and I just couldn't.
Recall my blog of almost three weeks ago - http://honesttalkwithgod.blogspot.com/2013/03/following-ncaa-tournament-from-africa.html. We had just returned from our mission trip to Ethiopia and Holy Week was about to start. My focus was on God and on the materially impoverished but spiritually rich children we had spent a week loving. I call them "spiritually rich" because they know how needy they are and they know the best thing they can receive from me is a smile and a hug and a kiss. And they can offer that to me in as much abundance as I can give it. Their knowledge of their own need and their ability to openly, shamelessly love makes them spiritually rich.
Thinking about them, I did not care too much about basketball even though I thought Michigan had a great shot to win the whole thing. Now, Michigan is in the championship game and I have loved the ride. It has been fun. But this morning in church our team reported on the Ethiopia trip. Every member shared their perspective and it was brilliant. Emily Bailey did a magnificent job making a slide-show of images that filled my heart with joy and raw emotion. The awareness of need the children have was conveyed to me. As we told the church about the trip, I longed to love them and receive love from them. And in that reality, I couldn't care less if Michigan wins or loses.
Tomorrow night of course, I will watch every minute of the game. I will be overjoyed with a Wolverine victory and grumpy if the lose. But I am thankful that really, it his just basketball. I am thankful I know how important it is. I am thankful God has shown me what is truly important. I am thankful I get to travel to Ethiopia and to love children. I immensely thankful. Hearing my teammates - Sarah, Matthew, Les, Brett, Heidi, and Emily - inspired me.
Some things truly matter. I want my life to be about what truly matters.
I recently heard a story of someone who retired wealthy and has now bought a yacht. His plan is to spend his retirement sailing around the Caribbean. It sounds fun and maybe exciting and maybe wonderful. I want no part of it - ever. OK, I'd enjoy a week or so on a yacht as a little vacation. But for my life, I want to be involved in things that matter; things that matter to God. Whether it is in Ethiopia or North Carolina, loving children matters to God. Helping people who are materially poor get food and get education so they can jobs and be independent and help others - doing that matters to God. Taking a group of Christians out of their comfort zone so they can discover who Jesus is; that matters to God. Friendships that develop in the midst of mission work; that matters to God. I have not achieved any of this. God has graciously allowed me a role. I am thankful.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Following the NCAA Tournament from Africa
Every year, I invite my church members to turn in their brackets. It is not gambling because no one turns in money. Whoever gets the highest score (scoring is based on picking correctly and in the later rounds, you get more points for correct picks) gets a free lunch, courtesy of the pastor (me). Last year, I won the pool and treated myself to Mexican food.
I am doing the pool again this year, but with very little zeal. Like my overall interest, my energy in the church bracket pool is low. Why? Why am I so apathetic about this?
There are two reasons. First, I just returned from 9 days in Ethiopia. We made our second annual trip to the Children's Hope Chest care point (http://www.hopechest.org/) and spent 4 days with the kids at that care point. Without going into details, I will say it was immensely frustrating and rewarding all at the same time. The frustrations included just a small bit of tension within the team (I emphasize, this was small, but present) and lost bags. The usually reliable Ethiopian Airlines failed to deliver 10 of our bags, many of which were filled with items we needed for the Bible camp we were going to run for the kids. Those bags finally came, but by then I was into hour 72 of the same outfit (same underwear, socks, etc).
Then the care point itself, which is undergoing transition, was also frustrating. We probably should not have come until the children had been at the new site for another month and the transition was farther along. But we did not know the transition schedule when we set the trips dates a year ago. So, we ended bringing a group of Americans at a particularly bad time for the care point.
Still the week went well and new friendships were formed (both among team members who hail from 7 different states and with people in Kombolcha, Ethiopia). The children were beautiful, loved seeing us, and we enjoyed them right up to the teary-eyed goodbyes last Friday (3/15). On the flight back to the U.S., all our bags made it!
But, adding to the (very minor) team-tensions, lost bags, and on site frustrations, I picked up an annoying cold on the return flight that is exacerbating my jetlag. I know I am whining here, but isn't that what blogs are for? My heart is not into basketball or preaching or reading or studying. I want to lay down and sleep. But when I try, all the Ethiopian coffee I have consumed keeps me awake. I feel I am walking in an emotionless fog.
There is emotion though and much of it relates to those kids (about 80% of whom are Muslim, probably 75% undernourished, and 100% below any poverty line we might draw). Will the sticky issues at the care point be resolved? Can we actually take a team from here and not have unresolved issues clouding our purposes next year? Are we doing any good? With these questions on the mind, it is very hard to care about basketball.
And did I mention preaching? Yes, next week is Holy Week. As a Christ-follower, I am acutely aware of the importance of the crucifixion and resurrection. My attentions to this is heightened as I ponder how the resurrection informs evangelism and apologetics. When I think of Jesus on the cross and then the empty tomb, and I think of what that means for the world, and I think of intelligently, persuasively making the case for Jesus in conversation with Muslims and with atheists, it becomes hard to care about basketball.
Don't misread any of this. I love basketball. I love, love, love the NCAA tournament. If Michigan wins the whole thing, I will enjoy that. But then again, this year, I might sleep through the whole thing. Or, I might be wide awake but with my attention elsewhere. I just have weightier matters on my mind and I don't think basketball merits that much of me right now.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Review of David Platt's Radical
Simple to Understand, More Involved to Practice – A Review of David Platt’s Radical
I went into Radical sure that I would scoff at it because my impression of extremely conservative evangelical perspectives is that they are dogmatic in assuming their own views are absolutely right, and thus they present their views at “the Biblical view.” Based on people I have talked to who have visited Platt’s church, and based on Platt’s comments on Youtube in response to Rob Bell’s book, I think it’s safe to include him among conservative evangelicals.
That said, my negative disposition going into the book was gone by the end of the first chapter. There, Platt writes, “I am convinced that we as Christ followers in American Churches have embraced values and ideas that are not only unbiblical, but that actually contradict the gospel we claim to believe” (p. 3). I knew after this sentence I would want to read this entire book because whatever else Platt might say or do, he was onto something I have thought for a long time. He connected the ‘American’ descriptor in “American Christianity” with problems that exist in American churches.
By conforming Christianity to middle class white suburban American subculture, Christians are making Jesus who they want him to be. As Platt says it, “We are molding Jesus into our image” (p.13). It’s supposed to be the other way around, but to present ourselves to Jesus that he might mold us demands that we be moldable, pliable in His hands. It absolutely requires us to change and we don’t want to do that. Platt fills the book with stories of churches that emphasize big budgets and big buildings, but de-emphasize sacrificial giving (of time and of money) for the sake of helping the poor and spreading the gospel. Some of his examples should bring Christians and especially pastors to shame.
For me, chapter three was particularly poignant. There Platt deals with the importance of relying on the Holy Spirit for success in our lives as disciples of Jesus. Platt considered the financial strength and the abundance of talent in his church and began imagining the great things they could accomplish for God. Wrong! And I, a pastor, have done the exact same fantasizing. Look who comes to our church! Just think of what God can do! I really appreciate Platt’s honesty in his own journey for moving from imagination based on human gifts to prayerfully seeking the Holy Spirit. In reading Radical I was prompted to reroute my own prayer and my own thoughts. I need to spend less time imagining how to spend my church members’ money and more time praying for the Spirit to fill me and fill our church.
My one main critique of radical comes in chapter seven, “There is no plan B.” In reviewing the basics of what it means to be a follower of Jesus Christ and to be one who believes in the Gospel, Platt says that if the church fails to evangelize the world, then the world is lost (p.156-159). He presents salvation as a plan – a plan that will fail if American churches don’t take the Gospel to the world.
Platt’s presentation here puts inordinate responsibility for the success of salvation on the shoulders of American Christians. I appreciate his intent. He’s completely right in pointing out that American Christians have increasingly shirked the call to disciple-making. He’s right and it should be pointed out and condemned. But, where I think he is wrong is in his glaring implication that the success of the plan depends on us. God cannot save people in other parts of the world if we don’t go. History has shown that is not true. Furthermore, Platt holds an extremely high view of God. But then he claims that salvation will fail if people, not God, fail.
A second problem with the scheme of salvation Platt lays out in chapter seven is the deafness to the extraordinary evangelistic efforts of people from other parts of the world. Far more conversions to Christ are happening in conjunction with the efforts of evangelical Christians from the Philippines, Australia, South Korea, and China, than the work of American Christians on mission trips. Yes, we should go. No, evangelizing the world doesn’t depend on our response.
In spite of these critical comments, I give credit to Platt for his unyielding efforts to motivate the American church. In the end, that’s his goal, and he achieves it with force, clarity, and effectiveness. He is not trying to assess world-wide evangelism. He is trying to show that American Christians are staying within their own safe zones and comfort zones, and when they do that, they miss the Gospel. Bravo to David Platt for this observation. And bravo to him for putting this message out in an easy-to-read, supported-by-scripture form. I am a pastor and I hope the members of my church will read David Platt’s Radical. What he presents is very involved for person, but it isn’t from him. It from God’s word, and all who claim to follow Christ should listen and obey.
Disclaimer: I received this book for free from WaterBrook Multnomah Publishing Group for this review."