Sunday, February 14, 2010

Rob Bell: Drops like Stars

Last night some of the young adults in the church went on an adventure to downtown Seattle. We went to the Moore Theater, where we saw the Michigan pastor or Mars Hill speak. Before going we had not idea what to expect, a concert or maybe a workshop. In the end it was more like an artful live rendition of his book "Drops like Stars."

There were many stories that we heard through the course of the night. The night focused on the topic of suffering. In his usual, nooma video style, Rob told many modern parables/stories that helped illuminate the topic without getting too bogged down into denominational ideas and arguments. He danced the line well enough to allow each person, Christian or not, connect to the topic and ideas in their own way and level of understanding. In the end there were many stories that I want to remember and look deeper into through this blog.

After a surreal entrance and video that had me and others in our group wondering if Rob Bell was our generations Billy Graham, we dove into the subject of suffering. Rob told a story about a family who had to deal with the loss of a baby. The family gathered all of their relatives to come say their goodbyes. Around a month later another family member gave birth to a child in the same room that they had just said goodbye in. This brought up the idea of the "why" for suffering. Why did the one group have to lose their child while the same family in seemingly the same situation lose theirs? We have all asked questions like this. Why does a loving God allow this and not that? Why would God do something like this to Haiti, New Orleans, ect?

We quickly went headlong into the prodigal son story. Rob gave some great background that was great to hear again. He pointed out how no person at this time would have sold off their lands to actually give a child their inheritance early. Also how the son was basically saying that the father was dead to him in requesting the inheritance. In the end Rob focused on how the story is left hanging. The father makes a response to the older son who is not at the party when the younger one comes back. The upset son never says anything back, instead the story just hangs...

It was pointed out how this is like a movie where your "lower half" is telling you its about to end. The screen goes black and you are left going "No you can not end this like that!" The story is left hanging with no final resolution. I felt as though Rob left this hanging also, although I feel there was a purpose to that.

The purpose to me comes in that when we have final resolution we stop thinking. We get draw into the black and white answers instead of the gray area and thinking about the meaning. The other aspect is how we don't always get resolution with the why question when it comes to suffering. While there are many ways to explain why a loving God would allow suffering, or cause suffering, when we are suffering we don't really want to know that. We don't want to hear it was because of something we did in third grade, or because we need to learn and grow from it. Or maybe it was to help others get closer to the divine. So from this point we tried to leave the why question behind.

But just leaving the why question was not enough for us. At this point Rob put up on screen a very humorous college essay from a young man named Hugh Gallagher. This essay responded to a very normal "tell us about yourself" application question. Here is a small sample of that essay:

"I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I have been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Cuban refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row.

I woo women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot bicycles up severe inclines with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Minute Brownies in twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru.

Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Amazon Basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Mets, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I'm bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays, after school, I repair electrical appliances free of charge." (Hugh Gallagher: http://www-users.cs.york.ac.uk/susan/joke/essay.htm)

We have our boxes. How stories are supposed to end with morals and resolution. Then we say that there is out of the box thinking. Rob points out that our focal point in this is still in relation to the box. The box is still our reference point, in or out. This essay points seems to say "there is a box?"

The point with suffering is how we have context for things, insulators, that frame what should be happening. It would be like going to a theater and seeing people in tights, an orchestra tuning up and taking your seat. You would know your at a ballet. Well if the usher came and gave you a squirrel instead of a program you might say "WHAT!?" The usher would respond "its a squirrel." The thing would not fit in to the context and so we would have to completely change our thinking about what is happening.

This is what happens when we suffer. We then have to completely change our expectations to be able to incorporate how a squirrel could fit into that. No longer are we able to sit in our preconceived notion and relate everything to the box, but we must then rethink and change.

This is how suffering comes to us. It does not let us sit in our preconceived notion of how our life is to go. We can't stay in the ideas of white picket fences, significant others, and safe dreams. This becomes the art of disruption. In the end it is not the things we plan on and dream of that shape our lives but the disruptions that come up. In my own life I can see how most the things that have shaped me have been the times where I have been suffering or been with others suffering.

We then got out some soap. No, not a squirrel, but actual bars of soap. Rob then told how he had several sculptors come over to his house. He gave them carving materials and bars of soap. Everyone of them went to work and sculpted some great things from faces, modern art, chains, bunnies, and words. At the end he showed a picture of the shavings that had come off of all the soap that they had molded.

The other thing suffering can do is it cuts away the clutter. Michelangelo was quoted pointing out that his famous sculpture "David" was always there in the stone and Michelangelo had simply cut away the excess. The soap sculptures had done the same. They had eliminated the excess around the great art waiting to come out.

We often sit in our little routines. "How are you? Fine. Busy. Busy with being busy." Have you ever been in a conversation where a person broke out of the normal responses? You asked how are you and they told you the truth, "Not, so good I just lost a friend to cancer." When we suffer we stop living on the surface of the sculpture. We carve straight to the true, beautiful us underneath. Thus, suffering can give us the art of elimination.

Then we took to getting to know our neighbors. Rob told a story about how he sprained his left wrist. Don't worry he pointed out how pathetic this injury was and is the laughing stock of all other injuries. Being left handed though it changed his regular life activities. It hurt to write or do other things he normally did. More so than all of that it helped him realize what a friend goes through on a regular basis with a degenerative muscle disorder. The pain that person deals with every day and moment.

Imagine two dads who are opposite ends of the political spectrum. They could fight and fight, but instead they have a deep bond because both has a child with cancer. Imagine two moms living on opposite sides of town and beliefs. Instead they have a deep bond because both have loved ones dealing with addiction. Suffering can unite us in ways that would not be possible.

At this point Rob had us take out a pencil and 3X5 card under the seats. We wrote "I know how you feel" on the cards with our non writing hand. Then rob asked us, raise your card if someone close to you has been effected by cancer. Then we exchanged our cards with someone we did not know. Looking down you read a "I know how you feel" scratched into card by someone whom you had never met that really did know how that felt. We then repeated with addiction, paying bills, ect.

Then the true point of the activity came up. Rob pointed out that Jesus knows how we feel. God brought his son down here to suffer so that God would be able to say "I know how you feel," and walk with us through it.

About this time we talked about possession. No, no demons and monsters. Instead about how owning and possessing is very different. The point was mad of how we may own a painting, or guitar, but another maybe able to really bring out the depth, music, ideas, ect. inside the thing. The person who can bring out great music out of the guitar is the one who really possess it. For example I own a bible, but those who have lived it and suffered really are the ones who possess it.

Rob showed a clip from when he was in Africa. He had been there to find out more about aids and the suffering going on there. Then after he was done interviewing a group he started to hear music and dancing in the next room. They went over and filmed a group singing joyfully. He then asked another leader what was going on and the person responded "They do this ever lunch." The person had not really grasped and understood. The singing group truly had possessed life where the other had just owned a description.

Finally, Rob ended with a short story about a little boy saying "stars" every time a rain drop hit the ground. He wondered what was going on as the boy seemed to keep chanting "Stars! Stars!" His mom explained that he thought the drops looked like stars when they hit the ground. Then he prayed that we would see drops like stars.

To me the end was almost as the movie of "no, your not going to end like that!" But I think I understood the purpose of ending like that. The night was about us getting out of why with suffering and to grow from it. We did not need a clear resolution, because to do so would put us in a box. Ultimately hoping that we see the good, the blessings, in the struggle that we see as falling or rain.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Church Budgets

This is the time of year for the church I work at to finalize budgets and announce them to the rest of the church. We have been in the process with the budget since November and December, but the finance committee has finally presented their final to the congregation.

No matter how things go when a budget comes out someone is going to be upset. In our church, the most upset group that I know of is the missions group. They have worked for years to get a line item for missions into the church budget. Last year when the economy tanked, finance and church council worked to cut a lot, including the missions budget. In the end the church approved a $4,000 deficit to be able to have a budget for missions. As they say in Monty Python, there was much rejoicing.

This year there is a new struggle with this. At a meeting recently, one member discussed their displeasure at the missions budget coming out of the Memorials and Endowments. The concern is that this money is already given and the church itself is not taking an active roll in missions by not funding it out of the church budget.

I understand this concern as what a church chooses to fund shows where they put their priorities. Honestly, if a church wanted to hire me but had a lack luster budget (or none at all) for youth ministry I would walk away instantly as they are not truly invested. I find myself a little torn on the issue here.

The church needs to be funding mission. This shows their investment and dedication to what God has called us to. What is a church with out mission?

The flip side of this is what has me concerned though. The missions group might become too used to having a budget. The Catholic church describes stewardship as "Time, Talent, and Treasure." What having this budget could lead to (and I have started to see warning signs) is a group that does not consider the time and talent aspect. In addition they could become resigned to accept the budget as all the treasure necessary. Even worse a set line for missions could allow those within the group to feel as though they have given already.

The danger ends up in becoming lukewarm, satisfied, resigned, or lackadaisical. This could mean no more fund raising and raising awareness. No more seeking others for the need in the community. No more going the extra mile because there is a passion or need. No more donating, serving, or stretching ourselves. No more relying upon God for our needs and our support of others.

We have the tendency in the USA to pat ourselves on the back for giving money here or there. In my opinion the real needs is for us put faces to need and truly engage in community.

I hope and pray that our church does not fall into these traps. I pray that they can walk the tight rope between not allocating funds and resigning to be satisfied with just donating others money.