Yesterday was quite a day. It began about 3 am when I got out of bed and into the van. I drove to West Michigan and was there to enjoy the morning sun on the pier. I miss walking the boardwalk and enjoying the sights and smells of the big lake.
After some great time alone, I popped in on my folks. Startled the shriek right out of my mother...that was fun! Enjoyed touching base with them.
Then I got to have lunch with Branda and Larry, who have been mentors and friends for about 20 years. They have walked with me through so much. It was great to connect, even if it was brief.
Spent some more time with my folks.
Then spent the rest of the evening with Denny, another mentor for the better part of 25 years.
Then I drove home and got into bed again about 2am today.
Why would I do that? It seems sort of crazy.
I did it because of the vital importance that Brenda, Larry, and Denny play in my life (Note: my parents do, too, but I've had the chance to interact with them a few times since moving closer). They love me. They encourage me. They pray for me. And out of that kind of relationship, they speak truth to me...sometimes hard truth. Everyone needs people like this in their life.
After spending a few hours with these people, I had much to chew on and think about. They put their fingers on some areas in my life that I needed them to touch. God speaks through them to bring about his transformation in my life. God also uses his Spirit and my wife and other people. But these people are unique. They are a gift.
It was a day that was 22 hours long. But it was 22 hours that God used to speak into my soul. It could prove to be 22 hours that changed my life.
That's the gift of a mentor. It's not the same gift as a friend, parent, or spouse.
Thank you, God, for Brenda, Larry, and Denny.
M@
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Sunday, June 26, 2005
quick update...
Here's a brief run-down of what's been going on...
- kitchen floor still a mess. I'm pretty sure we're going to pass on the home insurance thing and just put some more wood flooring down and hope it blends pretty well.
- new fridge...yup...it's not safe to be an appliance in the Furr house. The old one was cranked all the way (using a tone of energy) and only chilling things, not keeping anything cold. That's convenient for scooping ice cream, but not for storing food. Nice, modest new fridge. The stove better stay in line!
- Finished up the second of two weekends in which couples came in as a part of the interview process for the Worshi Arts Pastor position. I'm encouraged and think the process did what I hoped and prayed it would. Should be able to pull the trigger on a decision this week.
- Heidi is a great hostess! She put out a great spread for our guests both weekends. I'm grateful for her.
- Izak has initiate potty training. Frankly, diapers are pretty darn convenient...so I'm not sure Mom and Dad are ready for this. I walked in on him in the bathroom taking his diaper off and trying to stand/pee in the toilet. With a little coaching, he did the business and was quite pleased with himself. I confess that I was sort of proud, too. Amazing how much importance bodily functions have for parents.
- Kevin and I just had a meeting of the Jedi's of the green table. We shot some pool. It was a good time hanging out and talking about the interview process. I actually shot well tonight, which is fun. I topped the evening off by winning 9-ball on the break! I love to win!
- Monday is family day...should be low key.
- Tuesday, I head to Michigan for a day trip. Touching base with my parent, spending time with a mentor, and picking up bunk beds for Izak.
- Thursday, we have a friend from Buffalo coming in for a visit until Sunday.
- Saturday, we have another friend from Buffalo visiting for a week. Some overlap...should be fun.
- Monday, I leave for a golf trip with my friend from Buffalo.
That's the news from Lake Wobegon...
M@
- kitchen floor still a mess. I'm pretty sure we're going to pass on the home insurance thing and just put some more wood flooring down and hope it blends pretty well.
- new fridge...yup...it's not safe to be an appliance in the Furr house. The old one was cranked all the way (using a tone of energy) and only chilling things, not keeping anything cold. That's convenient for scooping ice cream, but not for storing food. Nice, modest new fridge. The stove better stay in line!
- Finished up the second of two weekends in which couples came in as a part of the interview process for the Worshi Arts Pastor position. I'm encouraged and think the process did what I hoped and prayed it would. Should be able to pull the trigger on a decision this week.
- Heidi is a great hostess! She put out a great spread for our guests both weekends. I'm grateful for her.
- Izak has initiate potty training. Frankly, diapers are pretty darn convenient...so I'm not sure Mom and Dad are ready for this. I walked in on him in the bathroom taking his diaper off and trying to stand/pee in the toilet. With a little coaching, he did the business and was quite pleased with himself. I confess that I was sort of proud, too. Amazing how much importance bodily functions have for parents.
- Kevin and I just had a meeting of the Jedi's of the green table. We shot some pool. It was a good time hanging out and talking about the interview process. I actually shot well tonight, which is fun. I topped the evening off by winning 9-ball on the break! I love to win!
- Monday is family day...should be low key.
- Tuesday, I head to Michigan for a day trip. Touching base with my parent, spending time with a mentor, and picking up bunk beds for Izak.
- Thursday, we have a friend from Buffalo coming in for a visit until Sunday.
- Saturday, we have another friend from Buffalo visiting for a week. Some overlap...should be fun.
- Monday, I leave for a golf trip with my friend from Buffalo.
That's the news from Lake Wobegon...
M@
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
harassed...
My wife was giving me the business about not blogging...she said my blog is starting to look like Kevin Parido's!!! So here's a little update on things...
Last week wasn't what I hoped it would be. That has more to do with my high expectations rather than anything that didn't go right. I expected to get about 2 week's worth of study and preparation work done, while getting in about a week and a half of prayer and listening to God...all in about 3 days, while getting ready for a big interview of potential staff on the weekend. Ok, so i'm a little optimistic...sue me!
But all in all, it was a good week. the change of pace was helpful. Jon and Anders, a dad and son at Northwest, did the message on Sunday morning...it went really well. I'm back on tap this weekend.
I'm going to save my reflections on the staff interview until after a decision is made because we have another candidate for the same position coming into town this weekend. I'm excited to meet the couple and get to know them better. It's pretty cool that God would see fit to bring two great couples across the path of a little church in Mundelein, IL.
One of the things I've been spending a lot of mental energy on these days is what I'll call a spiritual formation process. God works in people's lives. As a church, our role is to help people optimize that work. However, most models that I've observed in churches tend to be mechanical in nature. But people aren't machines, we are growing beings. So I (in partnership with others) have been trying to explore a more "organic" model of ministry in the church. Organic ministry appreciates the dynamic relationship between people and their environments. I can't control people or the decisions they make. But as a leader of a faith community, I can control the environments in which people interact with each other and with God. So how do we, as leaders, cultivate environments that more effectively help people experience life transformation, becoming more like Jesus.
I like a life of purpose. But there's just something about rounding 4 bases that doesn't do it for me (if you don't know what I'm talking about...don't worry about it...it's something to do with a book that's supposed to help church leaders put people through the sausage-machine of the church more efficiently). It's not a static venture we in...the class that impacted people this year, may not do it next year. What happens when everyone goes through all the classes? Do they start again, thinking they may learn something new?
So what's the goal? To get through a series of classes? To acquire a specific knowledge base? How do we know if we win?
I think a great phrase that describes the goal (which I borrowed from Erwin McManus at Mosaic in LA) is:
To become a community that is known by love, walks by faith, and serves as a voice of hope in the world.
Sounds a bit like Jesus, if you ask me. What have you experienced as helpful or not-so-much in your church setting? If you're not in a church setting, what might seem relevant to you as you explore faith in Jesus? Let me know what you think...
M@
Last week wasn't what I hoped it would be. That has more to do with my high expectations rather than anything that didn't go right. I expected to get about 2 week's worth of study and preparation work done, while getting in about a week and a half of prayer and listening to God...all in about 3 days, while getting ready for a big interview of potential staff on the weekend. Ok, so i'm a little optimistic...sue me!
But all in all, it was a good week. the change of pace was helpful. Jon and Anders, a dad and son at Northwest, did the message on Sunday morning...it went really well. I'm back on tap this weekend.
I'm going to save my reflections on the staff interview until after a decision is made because we have another candidate for the same position coming into town this weekend. I'm excited to meet the couple and get to know them better. It's pretty cool that God would see fit to bring two great couples across the path of a little church in Mundelein, IL.
One of the things I've been spending a lot of mental energy on these days is what I'll call a spiritual formation process. God works in people's lives. As a church, our role is to help people optimize that work. However, most models that I've observed in churches tend to be mechanical in nature. But people aren't machines, we are growing beings. So I (in partnership with others) have been trying to explore a more "organic" model of ministry in the church. Organic ministry appreciates the dynamic relationship between people and their environments. I can't control people or the decisions they make. But as a leader of a faith community, I can control the environments in which people interact with each other and with God. So how do we, as leaders, cultivate environments that more effectively help people experience life transformation, becoming more like Jesus.
I like a life of purpose. But there's just something about rounding 4 bases that doesn't do it for me (if you don't know what I'm talking about...don't worry about it...it's something to do with a book that's supposed to help church leaders put people through the sausage-machine of the church more efficiently). It's not a static venture we in...the class that impacted people this year, may not do it next year. What happens when everyone goes through all the classes? Do they start again, thinking they may learn something new?
So what's the goal? To get through a series of classes? To acquire a specific knowledge base? How do we know if we win?
I think a great phrase that describes the goal (which I borrowed from Erwin McManus at Mosaic in LA) is:
To become a community that is known by love, walks by faith, and serves as a voice of hope in the world.
Sounds a bit like Jesus, if you ask me. What have you experienced as helpful or not-so-much in your church setting? If you're not in a church setting, what might seem relevant to you as you explore faith in Jesus? Let me know what you think...
M@
Sunday, June 12, 2005
change of pace...
It's been quite some time since I had a vacation. Though I probably needed one in February, it's not really possible to step into a new ministry position and then take off for a week. Well...I'm not taking a vacation yet (that will come in July when I do some golfing with Rick), but I am changing things up a bit this week...and I'm excited about it. This week is a reading/study/prayer week. I won't be tackling the administrative stuff at Northwest...it's doing to have to wait until next week. I'm probably not even going to be around the office much. I will go where I can read, pray, listen to God, and write...and being new to the area, I'm not even sure where that will be.
My goals for the week are:
- refresh my spirit
- nail down the conversation series for the next year.
- plan support ministries that tie into the main direction of the conversations
- write a couple of messages in the next series on prayer
- read a fiction book
- read a few other leadership books
No...no vacation here. But the change of pace will be crucial.
Tomorrow is family day!! I love the time with my wife and kids.
I also need to plan this week for the first of two candidates for the position of Worship Arts Pastor at Northwest. Dan and his wife, Anjee, will be flying in on Friday. I've enjoyed my conversations with him and look forward to meeting him and taking this next step in the process. It's my first hire as lead pastor at Northwest, but I'm not nervous. I trust God's guidance during the process and know that we'll make the right decision. I enjoy leading with that kind of confidence...the kind that comes from trusting God's leadership and knowing that I'm tuning in enough to be lead by Him.
Peace,
Matt
My goals for the week are:
- refresh my spirit
- nail down the conversation series for the next year.
- plan support ministries that tie into the main direction of the conversations
- write a couple of messages in the next series on prayer
- read a fiction book
- read a few other leadership books
No...no vacation here. But the change of pace will be crucial.
Tomorrow is family day!! I love the time with my wife and kids.
I also need to plan this week for the first of two candidates for the position of Worship Arts Pastor at Northwest. Dan and his wife, Anjee, will be flying in on Friday. I've enjoyed my conversations with him and look forward to meeting him and taking this next step in the process. It's my first hire as lead pastor at Northwest, but I'm not nervous. I trust God's guidance during the process and know that we'll make the right decision. I enjoy leading with that kind of confidence...the kind that comes from trusting God's leadership and knowing that I'm tuning in enough to be lead by Him.
Peace,
Matt
Saturday, June 11, 2005
24 horus...
Keiffer has his pretty intense 24 hours on Fox. We had a family visit. My family from Michigan came to town to celebrate Libby's one-year birthday with us. It was special of them to make that trip for such a short time. Thanks, Fam!
Plans were going along smoothly until I got a call from my sister that the van had broken down just north of the city. It's been living on borrowed time for the past few months...timing is everything. So my two sisters, 2 nephews, and 1 niece chilled out at a Shell station while my dad and I went down to the rescue.
But God already had things under control. My dad and I drove through a huge rain storm...it was really, really huge. That was sort of funny, because I had just said something like, "At least it isn't raining." Honestly, when I said it, the skies were looking good. Then out of nowhere...bammo.
Because of the rain, another guy got trapped at the Shell station...he was riding home from work on his motorcycle and couldn't believe how the sky just opened up. Do you know where he worked? At the Nissan garage down the street. Do you know what kind of van my sister was driving? Not a Nissan, but a Mercury Villager, which gets its engine from...Nissan. So the guy took a look at the van, diagnosed it (correctly we find out) and was able to help get it started again.
How cool is that? I'm not sure if God arranged the whole storm so that the mechanic would end up at the same gas station, but...He's done crazier things.
Van got fixed. Libby had a party. Izak played his brains out with the cousins. We all ate incredible lasagna that my mother made...yum. Good time had by all.
Then after the family pulled out of the driveway, we hopped in the van to the Norlin home to celebrate Kim's birthday and graduation and Jeff's birthday. It was a good time.
Now...ahhh...that wonderful place in the evening when all is quiet. Sweet quietness...
good night.
m@
Plans were going along smoothly until I got a call from my sister that the van had broken down just north of the city. It's been living on borrowed time for the past few months...timing is everything. So my two sisters, 2 nephews, and 1 niece chilled out at a Shell station while my dad and I went down to the rescue.
But God already had things under control. My dad and I drove through a huge rain storm...it was really, really huge. That was sort of funny, because I had just said something like, "At least it isn't raining." Honestly, when I said it, the skies were looking good. Then out of nowhere...bammo.
Because of the rain, another guy got trapped at the Shell station...he was riding home from work on his motorcycle and couldn't believe how the sky just opened up. Do you know where he worked? At the Nissan garage down the street. Do you know what kind of van my sister was driving? Not a Nissan, but a Mercury Villager, which gets its engine from...Nissan. So the guy took a look at the van, diagnosed it (correctly we find out) and was able to help get it started again.
How cool is that? I'm not sure if God arranged the whole storm so that the mechanic would end up at the same gas station, but...He's done crazier things.
Van got fixed. Libby had a party. Izak played his brains out with the cousins. We all ate incredible lasagna that my mother made...yum. Good time had by all.
Then after the family pulled out of the driveway, we hopped in the van to the Norlin home to celebrate Kim's birthday and graduation and Jeff's birthday. It was a good time.
Now...ahhh...that wonderful place in the evening when all is quiet. Sweet quietness...
good night.
m@
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
Pitt wasn't first...
Heidi and I watched the Brad Pitt interview on ABC last night. No, it wasn't to find out the dish on his ended marriage or to hear about his new movie. We watched to see how a man with the media's attention turned the attention to a huge need in the world. I'm glad I watched.
But Brad Pitt isn't the first guy to leverage his popularity/celebrity/influence to the cause of justice. Check this out...
He has shown all you people what is good. And what does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.
Micah 6:8
I've included a banner ad for the One Campaign, which is a collection of organizations and people who are coming together to address issues of AIDS in Africa, extremem poverty, education, and justice. Check it out at the right.
Peace,
Matt
But Brad Pitt isn't the first guy to leverage his popularity/celebrity/influence to the cause of justice. Check this out...
He has shown all you people what is good. And what does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.
Micah 6:8
I've included a banner ad for the One Campaign, which is a collection of organizations and people who are coming together to address issues of AIDS in Africa, extremem poverty, education, and justice. Check it out at the right.
Peace,
Matt
A Year Ago...
A year ago today, I got a phone call during staff meeting. "This is it." My bride of 9 years, who had been experiencing labor for the past couple weeks knew that it was time to have a baby.
About four hours later, I met my baby girl for the first time. She came out like a shot, making her entrance into the world a pretty intense one. And she hasn't taken her foot off the gas yet!
She is a very happy little girl. When she is happy, she is very happy. She is intense emotionally. I love to see her little expressions. She's got the best boo-boo face ever! I love that little girl...
Happy Birthday, little one...
Daddy
About four hours later, I met my baby girl for the first time. She came out like a shot, making her entrance into the world a pretty intense one. And she hasn't taken her foot off the gas yet!
She is a very happy little girl. When she is happy, she is very happy. She is intense emotionally. I love to see her little expressions. She's got the best boo-boo face ever! I love that little girl...
Happy Birthday, little one...
Daddy
Sunday, June 05, 2005
off balance...
I read this today on SacredSpace.com...
"Lord, you have...thrown me out of kilter in a way that I found uncomfortable, embarrassing or infuriating: with an accident, an accusation, a change of job, a failure, being bad-mouthed, losing a friend. They are not moments I like to dwell on; but when I do think of them, I can see you there, calling me closer to you. "
Let it be so...
"Lord, you have...thrown me out of kilter in a way that I found uncomfortable, embarrassing or infuriating: with an accident, an accusation, a change of job, a failure, being bad-mouthed, losing a friend. They are not moments I like to dwell on; but when I do think of them, I can see you there, calling me closer to you. "
Let it be so...
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
weekend wrap-up...
Saturday evening, Heidi's sister and brother-in-law (Kat and Dave) arrived at Midway. On the way down to the city to get them, Heidi and I made a date of it (thanks, Bonnie)...stopped at Bennihanna's -- Heidi's favorite place! It was a nice time out.
Midway is right in the city. Chicago is a fun city to look at, especially in the evening and night. I love the skyline.
Then it happened...Heidi mentioned the need to get some kind of carpet to protect the wood floors in the kitchen because she kept finding water on the floor. Didn't think too much of it.
then, when I walked in front of the dishwater, I noticed that some water shot up through a little hole (I'm a tad bit heavier than Heidi and was able to get more of a response just by walking by). As I checked it again, sure enough...water was shooting up from beneath the floor. Not good.
I took the bottom off the dishwasher to find a pool of water. Again...not good. It was caught between the hardwood floor and the lenolium that was serving as the moisture shield. Did I mention...not good.
Within hours, the floor was warping and buckling. Oh, it will go be down once it dries. No problem.
Here's the kicker for me. When we moved into the house, we both didn't like the dishwasher...the looks and the sound. But in an attempt to be a good steward of the money God has given us, we decided to wait until it didn't work anymore...we didn't want to act out of discontentment. Hmmm...it may have been the right choice, but looking back...not so sure.
Now we get to buy a new dishwasher (on the way to be installed on Friday)...and a new kitchen floor. the first quote we got to get new flooring made Heidi cry and me go into a somber silence...not good.
I know God will provide. We just need to take another step forward and trust him to care for us. Somewhere in here, he will be faithful. Story to continue...
Tomorrow morning, I get to join with the millions of people driving into Chicago as I take Dave and Kat back to the airport. Should be interesting, no doubt.
Did I mention that the van has been in the shop all day, too? How fun. We get to buy new dishwash, new floor, and drop some cash to get the piece of X of a Dodge repaired...too many times already. Anyway...
Time to move to field and life in a tent...
Peace,
Matt
Midway is right in the city. Chicago is a fun city to look at, especially in the evening and night. I love the skyline.
Then it happened...Heidi mentioned the need to get some kind of carpet to protect the wood floors in the kitchen because she kept finding water on the floor. Didn't think too much of it.
then, when I walked in front of the dishwater, I noticed that some water shot up through a little hole (I'm a tad bit heavier than Heidi and was able to get more of a response just by walking by). As I checked it again, sure enough...water was shooting up from beneath the floor. Not good.
I took the bottom off the dishwasher to find a pool of water. Again...not good. It was caught between the hardwood floor and the lenolium that was serving as the moisture shield. Did I mention...not good.
Within hours, the floor was warping and buckling. Oh, it will go be down once it dries. No problem.
Here's the kicker for me. When we moved into the house, we both didn't like the dishwasher...the looks and the sound. But in an attempt to be a good steward of the money God has given us, we decided to wait until it didn't work anymore...we didn't want to act out of discontentment. Hmmm...it may have been the right choice, but looking back...not so sure.
Now we get to buy a new dishwasher (on the way to be installed on Friday)...and a new kitchen floor. the first quote we got to get new flooring made Heidi cry and me go into a somber silence...not good.
I know God will provide. We just need to take another step forward and trust him to care for us. Somewhere in here, he will be faithful. Story to continue...
Tomorrow morning, I get to join with the millions of people driving into Chicago as I take Dave and Kat back to the airport. Should be interesting, no doubt.
Did I mention that the van has been in the shop all day, too? How fun. We get to buy new dishwash, new floor, and drop some cash to get the piece of X of a Dodge repaired...too many times already. Anyway...
Time to move to field and life in a tent...
Peace,
Matt
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Truth...
"Truth is more than factual accuracy. It means being in sync with God." - not revealing the source of the quote so as to not bias anyone for or against the notion by associating it with the author.
I think I have stopped short in my understanding of truth. I have stopped at it being factual accuracy. And though accuracy is a part of it, it is not the whole.
John, one of Jesus' closest friends and author of the New Testament book that bears his name, writes that Jesus said, "I am the way, the truth, and the life." (John 14.6, NIV, italics mine).
I've been hung up on that. Though I trust Jesus when he proclaims that he's the truth, I've had a hard time nailing down what that means, exactly. But when I came across the above quote, it begane to make sense to me.
If ultimate truth is that which is in sync with God, then Jesus is declaring that he is in sync with God. As a matter of fact, his statement is a declaration that he is THE picture of what it looks like to be in sync with God, the Father.
Jesus says true things. But beyond that, his life is one that exemplifies truth because it perfectly portrays God. So to live in the truth is to live life in the way that Jesus did, because that most closely brings one into sync with God.
It has a very action-oriented focus. Truth is not simply knowing the right things. Beyond that, truth is to live one's life in sync with God. That has significant implications in many areas: truth-telling, love for others, forgiveness, grace, justice, creation-care, worship, prayer, discipline...
Beyond "What Would Jesus Do?"...we are called to live our lives in sync with the Creator. How do we do that? We sign up and make choices to live in the order of Jesus, who showed us what that kind of life looks like and he also made it possible.
In pursuit of Truth,
M@
I think I have stopped short in my understanding of truth. I have stopped at it being factual accuracy. And though accuracy is a part of it, it is not the whole.
John, one of Jesus' closest friends and author of the New Testament book that bears his name, writes that Jesus said, "I am the way, the truth, and the life." (John 14.6, NIV, italics mine).
I've been hung up on that. Though I trust Jesus when he proclaims that he's the truth, I've had a hard time nailing down what that means, exactly. But when I came across the above quote, it begane to make sense to me.
If ultimate truth is that which is in sync with God, then Jesus is declaring that he is in sync with God. As a matter of fact, his statement is a declaration that he is THE picture of what it looks like to be in sync with God, the Father.
Jesus says true things. But beyond that, his life is one that exemplifies truth because it perfectly portrays God. So to live in the truth is to live life in the way that Jesus did, because that most closely brings one into sync with God.
It has a very action-oriented focus. Truth is not simply knowing the right things. Beyond that, truth is to live one's life in sync with God. That has significant implications in many areas: truth-telling, love for others, forgiveness, grace, justice, creation-care, worship, prayer, discipline...
Beyond "What Would Jesus Do?"...we are called to live our lives in sync with the Creator. How do we do that? We sign up and make choices to live in the order of Jesus, who showed us what that kind of life looks like and he also made it possible.
In pursuit of Truth,
M@
Sunday, May 22, 2005
weekend in review...
It's been a nice visit with Linda, my mother-in-law. As I've said before, she's the greatest! The biggest challenge has been to get her to simply rest and hang with the gandkids. She's always wanting to help with a project. When you only get to see them once in a while...your project is that little kid running around like a nut and the little girl who's not too far behind! It's been fun to see them interact.
Her arm is doing well. She's a good patient and keeps the wound good and clean. And if it hurts her, she doesn't let on. That's why she's BABS!
We went for a nice family walk this afternoon. Izak pushed the double stroller back from the park (which includes a huge hill to climb) for about a mile. He was pretty insistent on doing it and didn't want any help. So whoever was stearing had to do it so that he didn't notice. When we got home, his little face was read and filled with sweat...he worked hard!
This evening, Grandma played with Izak, Libby went to bed, and Mom and Dad went on a date! I took Heidi to a little pub in Libertyville, which was great! It's nice to catch up together.
As crazy as our life has been the past few months, we've done a pretty good job getting out to reconnect -- probably about 7-8 times in 3 months...not bad considering the situation -- 2 kids, pregnant, new town, new job, etc. We usually just find somewhere to eat at a slow pace and enjoy whatever conversation comes up.
I had Diet Coke with caffeine...thus I'm up writing this blog...
I'm making some good headway on hiring a Worship Arts Pastor/Director. I'm excited about a couple of strong prospects. They will be coming in for visits in the next month...hopefully. I have an overwhelming sense that God is up to some good stuff within the Northwest community...and I get to be a part of it!
that's the scoop for now...
Peace,
M@
Her arm is doing well. She's a good patient and keeps the wound good and clean. And if it hurts her, she doesn't let on. That's why she's BABS!
We went for a nice family walk this afternoon. Izak pushed the double stroller back from the park (which includes a huge hill to climb) for about a mile. He was pretty insistent on doing it and didn't want any help. So whoever was stearing had to do it so that he didn't notice. When we got home, his little face was read and filled with sweat...he worked hard!
This evening, Grandma played with Izak, Libby went to bed, and Mom and Dad went on a date! I took Heidi to a little pub in Libertyville, which was great! It's nice to catch up together.
As crazy as our life has been the past few months, we've done a pretty good job getting out to reconnect -- probably about 7-8 times in 3 months...not bad considering the situation -- 2 kids, pregnant, new town, new job, etc. We usually just find somewhere to eat at a slow pace and enjoy whatever conversation comes up.
I had Diet Coke with caffeine...thus I'm up writing this blog...
I'm making some good headway on hiring a Worship Arts Pastor/Director. I'm excited about a couple of strong prospects. They will be coming in for visits in the next month...hopefully. I have an overwhelming sense that God is up to some good stuff within the Northwest community...and I get to be a part of it!
that's the scoop for now...
Peace,
M@
Friday, May 20, 2005
Saw it...
Yup...just got back from seeing the latest edition of Star Wars. Lucas should totally make an Episode IV...this one was a great cliff-hanger!
I loved the movie. It's not a feel-good date type movie...definately not "Heidi approved". But I thought it was a very fun movie. Now, I'm not a total Jedi-head; just a dolt who enjoys a movie with good action and a good storyline. I'm not comparing it to any of the books. I don't get too deep into the backgrounds.
So anyway...it's about 1:15 in the morning and need to be functional pertty soon...so off to bed I go.
Peace,
M@
ps - MIL is here safely. Good to see her and spend some time with her. Her dog bite looks pretty good and doesn't seem to bother her much...but she's tough as nails, so even it if hurt, I probably wouldn't notice!
I loved the movie. It's not a feel-good date type movie...definately not "Heidi approved". But I thought it was a very fun movie. Now, I'm not a total Jedi-head; just a dolt who enjoys a movie with good action and a good storyline. I'm not comparing it to any of the books. I don't get too deep into the backgrounds.
So anyway...it's about 1:15 in the morning and need to be functional pertty soon...so off to bed I go.
Peace,
M@
ps - MIL is here safely. Good to see her and spend some time with her. Her dog bite looks pretty good and doesn't seem to bother her much...but she's tough as nails, so even it if hurt, I probably wouldn't notice!
Thursday, May 19, 2005
new link...
I just posted a new link to the right. It's to Sacred Space. It's a sight that guides you through prayer in the tradition of the Celts. Though I don't buy it all, it's pretty cool. If you could use a few minutes of sacred space, then have at it!
Peace,
Matt
Peace,
Matt
Monday, May 16, 2005
justice...
That seems to be the theme lately...
Heidi's sister was attacked by an unowned cat (which might have rabies). Someone out there isn't taking care of their cat.
Right after that happened, her mother was attacked by a pit bull while walking her dog in the the neighborhood. The kicker is that the people whose dog attacked her, called the dog into the house, got in their car, and drove away. When Linda begged them to call 911, they said the battery was dead on their phone and then sped off. Just found out that there is no law in Michigan making it illegal for a person to flee the scene of a pet attack when their pet is the one who attacked.
A friend of mine is standing by as the owner of the company where he works is making decisions that don't reflect a value in his employees. Guys who have worked there for decades are getting the shaft in a big way.
The conversation in worship on Sunday was about justice...God's perspective on justice.
True justice is birthed in the heart of God...he is the only one who can mete our perfect justice. But it seems like we only get a small taste of it in this life. There is so much injustice in this world.
There are times when I'm tempted to just take care of it. A little waffle with anti-freeze will take care of the pitbull. A little bad pr in the local news might sway a businessman to watch his back. Driving a '78 chevy pickup so that if you sort of tapped that Lexus that cut you off, you wouldn't mind the dent...and they probably would.
But we're not called to mete our justice...at least not our own brand. I'm reminded in so many ways as I encounter God in the Bible that he does call me to be an agent of justice. But not the punishment and wrath part. He'll cover that base someday in his own timing (and he's the only one who can pull it off perfectly). But my calling is to stand against injustice in this world. That plays itself out in many ways:
- racism. I don't have to face it because I was born to a white family. But I can make choices to stand against it when I see it and live it.
- poverty. Though there are some people who make repeatedly bad choices that put them in a situation of poveryt. But there are also systems in democracy/captialism (as there are in every form of government, so my socialist friends shouldn't get too excited here) that keep people in a posture of dependence. I can stand against that and speak against it. I can speak against rampant materialism and live a life of simplicity so as to give away as much as I can to those who have less.
- sexism. It seems like the more sexually liberated our world becomes, the more sexism raises its ugly head. Men who look down on women and make jokes about them...there's not room for that. Women who demean and manipulate men...it's just as injust as the bias they are competing against.
And I'm sure there are other ways that people around me face injustice. That God would work through me to bring about justice in this world. Sure, it's not the full thing, but in a situation that is just, there's a taste of heaven. And any taste of heaven that I can get...I'm there!
************
Just spent dinner with our new friends, the Paridos. Kevin, Sara, and Lukas came to enjoy some grilled burgers. Yum! That was a good time.
Got a nice nap today. We played one-on-one defense with the kids. Libby and Heidi slept while Izak and I ran errands. When we got home, the girls went out and the boys took naps. Though it's fun to all be together, it's nice to get some rest.
This Thursday, Heidi's mom (the dog lady) will be coming for a visit. It will be great to see her.
Peace,
Matt
Heidi's sister was attacked by an unowned cat (which might have rabies). Someone out there isn't taking care of their cat.
Right after that happened, her mother was attacked by a pit bull while walking her dog in the the neighborhood. The kicker is that the people whose dog attacked her, called the dog into the house, got in their car, and drove away. When Linda begged them to call 911, they said the battery was dead on their phone and then sped off. Just found out that there is no law in Michigan making it illegal for a person to flee the scene of a pet attack when their pet is the one who attacked.
A friend of mine is standing by as the owner of the company where he works is making decisions that don't reflect a value in his employees. Guys who have worked there for decades are getting the shaft in a big way.
The conversation in worship on Sunday was about justice...God's perspective on justice.
True justice is birthed in the heart of God...he is the only one who can mete our perfect justice. But it seems like we only get a small taste of it in this life. There is so much injustice in this world.
There are times when I'm tempted to just take care of it. A little waffle with anti-freeze will take care of the pitbull. A little bad pr in the local news might sway a businessman to watch his back. Driving a '78 chevy pickup so that if you sort of tapped that Lexus that cut you off, you wouldn't mind the dent...and they probably would.
But we're not called to mete our justice...at least not our own brand. I'm reminded in so many ways as I encounter God in the Bible that he does call me to be an agent of justice. But not the punishment and wrath part. He'll cover that base someday in his own timing (and he's the only one who can pull it off perfectly). But my calling is to stand against injustice in this world. That plays itself out in many ways:
- racism. I don't have to face it because I was born to a white family. But I can make choices to stand against it when I see it and live it.
- poverty. Though there are some people who make repeatedly bad choices that put them in a situation of poveryt. But there are also systems in democracy/captialism (as there are in every form of government, so my socialist friends shouldn't get too excited here) that keep people in a posture of dependence. I can stand against that and speak against it. I can speak against rampant materialism and live a life of simplicity so as to give away as much as I can to those who have less.
- sexism. It seems like the more sexually liberated our world becomes, the more sexism raises its ugly head. Men who look down on women and make jokes about them...there's not room for that. Women who demean and manipulate men...it's just as injust as the bias they are competing against.
And I'm sure there are other ways that people around me face injustice. That God would work through me to bring about justice in this world. Sure, it's not the full thing, but in a situation that is just, there's a taste of heaven. And any taste of heaven that I can get...I'm there!
************
Just spent dinner with our new friends, the Paridos. Kevin, Sara, and Lukas came to enjoy some grilled burgers. Yum! That was a good time.
Got a nice nap today. We played one-on-one defense with the kids. Libby and Heidi slept while Izak and I ran errands. When we got home, the girls went out and the boys took naps. Though it's fun to all be together, it's nice to get some rest.
This Thursday, Heidi's mom (the dog lady) will be coming for a visit. It will be great to see her.
Peace,
Matt
Friday, May 13, 2005
taking the game seriously...
Big painted bellies and tailgate parties do not set the bar very high for home team loyalty these days. You want team spirit? Head to Italy. Yeah, there we find real fans. Don't like the other team's goalie? Toss a flare at his head. The opposing team's fans getting on your nerves (you know, by using up YOUR oxygen), then heave a chair over the barrier -- yes, the barrier that was put there to keep fans apart because these sorts of things happen...with some regularity!
That doesn't top the list though. If you really want to show your team loyalty, then stab a guy and toss him from the upper balcony! That will show him to wear the other team's t-shirt!
I couldn't believe what I was reading. But here's the real kicker...the article finished by indicating that this is the worst violence that this soccer team has had to deal with...in the past year. Not "ever"..."in the past year."
You think soccer (or futball to the purists) will catch on in the US? Let's hope not...
Have a good weekend.
M@
That doesn't top the list though. If you really want to show your team loyalty, then stab a guy and toss him from the upper balcony! That will show him to wear the other team's t-shirt!
I couldn't believe what I was reading. But here's the real kicker...the article finished by indicating that this is the worst violence that this soccer team has had to deal with...in the past year. Not "ever"..."in the past year."
You think soccer (or futball to the purists) will catch on in the US? Let's hope not...
Have a good weekend.
M@
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
...as a jaybird...
No, not me...my son. For the past few nights, we've had a different kind of night routine. Many parents sneak into their child's room to check on them before turning in for the night. It's usually just because they love their child and want to make sure they are sleeping okay.
We have to check on him to make sure the little piss-pot has his clothes on! And he doesn't just remove the jammies...he goes all the way to the adamic state. And he's not potty trained. Yes, more than once, Mommy has had to take blankie right away in the morning for a special bath...because of the special bath it got during the night.
What a kid! And when you try to get him dressed again, he just lays here, hands behind his head...with a big goofy grin on his face.
I guess there's something to be said for authenticity...my boy loves to be authentic!
Peace,
M@
We have to check on him to make sure the little piss-pot has his clothes on! And he doesn't just remove the jammies...he goes all the way to the adamic state. And he's not potty trained. Yes, more than once, Mommy has had to take blankie right away in the morning for a special bath...because of the special bath it got during the night.
What a kid! And when you try to get him dressed again, he just lays here, hands behind his head...with a big goofy grin on his face.
I guess there's something to be said for authenticity...my boy loves to be authentic!
Peace,
M@
Friday, May 06, 2005
what a week...
It's been quite a week around here. The Furrs are back in business and everyone is over the flu. I wasn't so sure we'd see the end of that tunnel, but here we are. Thank you, God!
Thursday was a pretty incredible day. I went golfing with a couple other guys as a place in Wisconsin called Geneva National. It's in Lake Geneva, which in itself, is a neat little town. The golf course is incredible (designed by Arnold Palmer). And on top of playing at such an incredible course, the weather was perfect -- 65, slight breeze, not a cloud in the sky. Again, thank you, God! I wasn't able to wipe the smile off my face all day.
Then I came back to my office to do some writing. But I couldn't because my computer was giving me trouble. So much that I actually took 2 hours to get out only a few emails...it keeps freezing...argghh!!
Then tonight, we had dinner at the Sue house. Hanging out with the whole family was a good time. After the kids started to crump, Charlotte, the oldest and only girl, came back to our house to hang with the kids (Libby in bed) so we could enjoy dinner with Ray and Liz. It was a nice time with some new friends.
I'm up working on stuff for this weekend...big meeting on Saturday with the worship arts community, then worship gathering on Sunday.
This computer stuff is making me crazy. A techie here may take a look at things after I try one more thing. It's such an area of incompetence for me...and a huge waste of time when it freezes and I lose stuff...Bill N. in Hamburg may have the right idea...pencil and paper...
Peace,
M@
Thursday was a pretty incredible day. I went golfing with a couple other guys as a place in Wisconsin called Geneva National. It's in Lake Geneva, which in itself, is a neat little town. The golf course is incredible (designed by Arnold Palmer). And on top of playing at such an incredible course, the weather was perfect -- 65, slight breeze, not a cloud in the sky. Again, thank you, God! I wasn't able to wipe the smile off my face all day.
Then I came back to my office to do some writing. But I couldn't because my computer was giving me trouble. So much that I actually took 2 hours to get out only a few emails...it keeps freezing...argghh!!
Then tonight, we had dinner at the Sue house. Hanging out with the whole family was a good time. After the kids started to crump, Charlotte, the oldest and only girl, came back to our house to hang with the kids (Libby in bed) so we could enjoy dinner with Ray and Liz. It was a nice time with some new friends.
I'm up working on stuff for this weekend...big meeting on Saturday with the worship arts community, then worship gathering on Sunday.
This computer stuff is making me crazy. A techie here may take a look at things after I try one more thing. It's such an area of incompetence for me...and a huge waste of time when it freezes and I lose stuff...Bill N. in Hamburg may have the right idea...pencil and paper...
Peace,
M@
Monday, May 02, 2005
brief update...
It's been quite a week around here. After a few weeks of a respiratory thingy, I got the flu (along with the kids and Mom). The only good thing to come out of it is that I'm down some poundage! I'd have been really ticked if I wouldn't have lost any weight...
Today is family day again. I'm a bit more myself, which is nice. Should be able to spell Heidi...giving her a nap while I take the oldest crumb-cruncher on errands. I love getting out and about during the day...hate staying at home all day.
Yesterday's conversation focused on Psalm 139. It's an incredible poem about the nearness of God and also reflects the author's desire to have nothing hinder that closeness.
Being paged...got to go. Check out the Psalm when you get a second and see what it sayd to you.
Peace,
M@
Today is family day again. I'm a bit more myself, which is nice. Should be able to spell Heidi...giving her a nap while I take the oldest crumb-cruncher on errands. I love getting out and about during the day...hate staying at home all day.
Yesterday's conversation focused on Psalm 139. It's an incredible poem about the nearness of God and also reflects the author's desire to have nothing hinder that closeness.
Being paged...got to go. Check out the Psalm when you get a second and see what it sayd to you.
Peace,
M@
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Bring my cloak...
There is an obscure passage in the Bible that describes what happened this past weekend (thanks, Laura, for reminding me). Paul (the man who wrote much of the New Testament and starting many new churches) was in prison and facing the end of his life (he was in prison for preaching about Jesus). In the book called 2 Timothy, he says to his friend, "Come quickly...and bring my claok."
It's a deeply personal look inside the life of this great man. He needed the presence of his friend during a very difficult time. He needed the claok to keep warm. It is also a reminder of the kind of personal friendship that he had with this young man, Timothy.
This past weekend, Rick and Carrie (and Gavin and Eve) came for a visit. They are soul-mates from Buffalo...in our small group, Rick on my leadership team, we shared a lot of life together. Though they didn't bring my cloak, they did bring Wegman's soup!
Having them here was like a drink of water for my thristy soul.
Here's a little recap...
Friday night, they came in just in time for dinner. They got stuck in Chicago traffic...don't arrive here after 230pm...
It was great to just hang out, watch the kids play together, and reconnect. Then Rick taught me a bit on the pool table. He helped remind me how much I hate to lose!
Saturday was a full day. Heidi and Carrie went out for breakfast together while Rick and I wrangled kids. Of course, it was cold, so we couldn't do much outside. Good thing the basement was finished.
I went to a funeral late morning.
After lunch, we went to make good on our tee-time...just me and Rick. We enjoy golfing together. It's a great time to connect, talk, laugh...and laugh some more.
However, the golf course was closed. Even though I had a tee time, they were closed...and didn't bother calling me! It was pretty frustrated. So we drove around looking for an open course. We found one, but they wanted to charge and arm and a leg.
So we spent the next hour at Buffalo Wild Wings, talking over lunch. What a bummer that we couldn't golf...oh, well.
Saturday night, Heidi felt terrible (later we found out that she probably had some sort of flu bug or something). More pool -- more schooling for me.
Sunday...worship at Northwest went well. It was fun to have Musielaks there.
Suday afternoon, Heidi and I had big plans. We took Rick and Carrie to Blue Man Group down in the city. Great show! And then to Bennihana's for dinner. What a great night out together!! May be the highlight of the year so far...so far...
Dee came over to watch the kids... what an amazing gift she gave us in a night out as adults. thank you, Dee!!!
Izak spent much of the night throwing up...such fun. French fries look about the same coming up as they do going down...just in case you were wondering.
Libby starte the puke routine in the morning, just about the time Musielaks were getting ready to leave. We're still trying to get the smell out of the carpet...yummmm.
It was great to see them...share some life together. But it was very hard to see them leave again. I've been in a bit of a funk since they left. Sure, I've had the flu (thanks, kids), but my heart has also been heavy. Good friends. Soul-mates.
Come quickly...and bring my cloak. Mission accomplished.
Peace,
Matt
It's a deeply personal look inside the life of this great man. He needed the presence of his friend during a very difficult time. He needed the claok to keep warm. It is also a reminder of the kind of personal friendship that he had with this young man, Timothy.
This past weekend, Rick and Carrie (and Gavin and Eve) came for a visit. They are soul-mates from Buffalo...in our small group, Rick on my leadership team, we shared a lot of life together. Though they didn't bring my cloak, they did bring Wegman's soup!
Having them here was like a drink of water for my thristy soul.
Here's a little recap...
Friday night, they came in just in time for dinner. They got stuck in Chicago traffic...don't arrive here after 230pm...
It was great to just hang out, watch the kids play together, and reconnect. Then Rick taught me a bit on the pool table. He helped remind me how much I hate to lose!
Saturday was a full day. Heidi and Carrie went out for breakfast together while Rick and I wrangled kids. Of course, it was cold, so we couldn't do much outside. Good thing the basement was finished.
I went to a funeral late morning.
After lunch, we went to make good on our tee-time...just me and Rick. We enjoy golfing together. It's a great time to connect, talk, laugh...and laugh some more.
However, the golf course was closed. Even though I had a tee time, they were closed...and didn't bother calling me! It was pretty frustrated. So we drove around looking for an open course. We found one, but they wanted to charge and arm and a leg.
So we spent the next hour at Buffalo Wild Wings, talking over lunch. What a bummer that we couldn't golf...oh, well.
Saturday night, Heidi felt terrible (later we found out that she probably had some sort of flu bug or something). More pool -- more schooling for me.
Sunday...worship at Northwest went well. It was fun to have Musielaks there.
Suday afternoon, Heidi and I had big plans. We took Rick and Carrie to Blue Man Group down in the city. Great show! And then to Bennihana's for dinner. What a great night out together!! May be the highlight of the year so far...so far...
Dee came over to watch the kids... what an amazing gift she gave us in a night out as adults. thank you, Dee!!!
Izak spent much of the night throwing up...such fun. French fries look about the same coming up as they do going down...just in case you were wondering.
Libby starte the puke routine in the morning, just about the time Musielaks were getting ready to leave. We're still trying to get the smell out of the carpet...yummmm.
It was great to see them...share some life together. But it was very hard to see them leave again. I've been in a bit of a funk since they left. Sure, I've had the flu (thanks, kids), but my heart has also been heavy. Good friends. Soul-mates.
Come quickly...and bring my cloak. Mission accomplished.
Peace,
Matt
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
crazy Uncle Benny...
I grew up as a part of the Wesleyan tradition (stemming from the man named John Wesley). That means that yesterday, I got a new Great Uncle, 4 times removed (or something like that). Follow the train: Wesleyan-Methodist (one of the denominations that made up the merger to make Wesleyan) - Methodist (the group of peole known for following Wesley's methods of spiritual holiness) - Anglican (John Wesley was an Anglican preacher in England) - Roman Catholic (the "original" trunk of the Christian tree). So Uncle Benedict16 (4 times removed) has some connection to me...sort of.
I've been surprised at the variety of responses to the Pope's death and the choosing of a new one. Some people feel deeply connected while others feel strongly that this whole thing is just a sham and waste of good oxygen.
I'm somewhere in between.
There is a connection. As I mentioned above, the Roman Catholic church, like it or not, is the trunk of the Christian tree. In order to trace our spiritual heritage back to Jesus, we (those of us in western, protestant denominations or even non-denominational churches) have got to pass through the RCC.
I'm somewhat disconnected and sad because I think the trunk of the tree has lost some of its connection to the root (Jesus). Though they acknowledge Jesus ( and I have known people who deeply love and worship Jesus), there is more credibility given to Mary and the saints than to Jesus, himself. It's sad to think that so many people don't realize that they can talk directly to Jesus without the middle man/woman.
I'm interested in this process for a few reasons. One is that the Pope has a voice that is stronger, perhaps, than the voice of the President of the US. He doesn't have an army (the guys in the cute clown outfits don't count, really), but his authority transends borders. When he speaks, many world leaders listen. It's a moral authority, not a physical one. It's very interesting to see how a person handles that kind of power.
Two, is that because of his moral authority, it's important for him to speak to certain issues. Pope JP2 has been the single strongest voice for life and peace in the world. He used his platform well...for the benefit of others. How will Uncle Benedict use his platform? We'll see.
Three, is the notion of choosing a leader. There is something mystical about the process. I know that the secrecy thing is all part of that, but there is a sense in which RCs believe that the Holy Spirit is guiding the process.
How does that compare to the last Wesleyan General Conference? At that meeting of denominational leaders (not really a conclave of "princes") and delegates, they voted on a few people and finally settled on one...and to be honest, I think it was more of a "gold watch" for a man who should have retired rather than a God-inspired/lead choice of leadership.
His wife apparently agreed with me. When she found out he was elected the next General Superintendent, she made him resign and retire...finally.
I suppose that's a good reason for clergy to not marry...image Joseph Ratzinger coming out of the conclave to wave to the masses, only to have his wife shout from St. Peter's Square, "Oh, no you don't!! You get down here and come come like I told you before you went into that X$@%^ conclave!! Joe, get down here!" Hmmm...just takes some of the mystery out of it.
Sorry for the digression...just struck me as funny.
But what if we took the choosing of leaders as seriously. Do you think God does? What does that look like in our faith tradition? I'm not sure we can do the same thing in America. We don't like to give so much moral authority to one person.
At Northwest, my church, we are in the process of selecting some more elders who will provide overall leadership for the church community. My prayer is that God will use the process, which I believe is crafted in such a way that he has the room to do what he wants. I'm enough of a mystic to believe that God will work in the process.
What do you think?
M@
I've been surprised at the variety of responses to the Pope's death and the choosing of a new one. Some people feel deeply connected while others feel strongly that this whole thing is just a sham and waste of good oxygen.
I'm somewhere in between.
There is a connection. As I mentioned above, the Roman Catholic church, like it or not, is the trunk of the Christian tree. In order to trace our spiritual heritage back to Jesus, we (those of us in western, protestant denominations or even non-denominational churches) have got to pass through the RCC.
I'm somewhat disconnected and sad because I think the trunk of the tree has lost some of its connection to the root (Jesus). Though they acknowledge Jesus ( and I have known people who deeply love and worship Jesus), there is more credibility given to Mary and the saints than to Jesus, himself. It's sad to think that so many people don't realize that they can talk directly to Jesus without the middle man/woman.
I'm interested in this process for a few reasons. One is that the Pope has a voice that is stronger, perhaps, than the voice of the President of the US. He doesn't have an army (the guys in the cute clown outfits don't count, really), but his authority transends borders. When he speaks, many world leaders listen. It's a moral authority, not a physical one. It's very interesting to see how a person handles that kind of power.
Two, is that because of his moral authority, it's important for him to speak to certain issues. Pope JP2 has been the single strongest voice for life and peace in the world. He used his platform well...for the benefit of others. How will Uncle Benedict use his platform? We'll see.
Three, is the notion of choosing a leader. There is something mystical about the process. I know that the secrecy thing is all part of that, but there is a sense in which RCs believe that the Holy Spirit is guiding the process.
How does that compare to the last Wesleyan General Conference? At that meeting of denominational leaders (not really a conclave of "princes") and delegates, they voted on a few people and finally settled on one...and to be honest, I think it was more of a "gold watch" for a man who should have retired rather than a God-inspired/lead choice of leadership.
His wife apparently agreed with me. When she found out he was elected the next General Superintendent, she made him resign and retire...finally.
I suppose that's a good reason for clergy to not marry...image Joseph Ratzinger coming out of the conclave to wave to the masses, only to have his wife shout from St. Peter's Square, "Oh, no you don't!! You get down here and come come like I told you before you went into that X$@%^ conclave!! Joe, get down here!" Hmmm...just takes some of the mystery out of it.
Sorry for the digression...just struck me as funny.
But what if we took the choosing of leaders as seriously. Do you think God does? What does that look like in our faith tradition? I'm not sure we can do the same thing in America. We don't like to give so much moral authority to one person.
At Northwest, my church, we are in the process of selecting some more elders who will provide overall leadership for the church community. My prayer is that God will use the process, which I believe is crafted in such a way that he has the room to do what he wants. I'm enough of a mystic to believe that God will work in the process.
What do you think?
M@
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