stain = anger?

On Monday night, we had a great cookout at Emerge before we went back to the church for a great time of worship together and said good-bye to a couple who are moving to Tallahassee to begin grad school at FSU. I had been in town all day and was randomly wearing a white Polo style shirt. At the cookout, one guy made a comment about how impressed he was that I had worn a white shirt all day long, eaten three meals, and had no stains on it. He declared there was no way he'd have been able to do that.

A few moments later, another guy came up to me with a smirk on his face and asked, "Jeffrey, how good of friends are we?" I replied, "well, I guess as good of friends as two people can be after having only known each other for 2 months."

He laughed, patted me on the chest and walked off. Immediately I noticed several people looking at me in disbelief, more specifically looking at my shirt. As a prank in good-hearted fun, after the comment had been made about me having not gotten any stains throughout the day, he had put BBQ sauce on his hand and had gotten it on my shirt. I just started laughing. Quickly a few people started reaching for towels and one girl even pulled out a Tide pen. I was just still laughing.

Throughout this whole incident, I noticed two things. Everyone seemed more upset than I did and they almost seemed surprised that I was not pissed off. Secondly, my shirt is ruined.

First of all, I wasn't mad because in reality, it's just a shirt people. I mean really. The whole incident created a lot of discussion and interaction. It will be a funny and interesting story for quite a while, and it's just a shirt. So no, I wasn't angry at all. In reality, it takes a lot to really make me angry. But why did everyone have this expectation that I would be so furious over a shirt?

It has really made me think the past few days about what really matters to us. I won't pretend to know the statistics, but how many people have died today full of hate, pain, guilt, shame, and sin without knowing how much they are loved and cared for? Why does something of this level of eternal significance not create stronger emotions in me than a little stain on a piece of cloth? I mean, seriously. How do I have my life oriented if I'm more upset about a stain than the welfare of the souls and the relationships that people have in God's Kingdom?

Secondly, I've really thought a lot about the stain. How easy it was to put on my shirt and how difficult is (or maybe how impossible it will be) to get it out. I often find myself treating life as if my problems, worries, and hurts are deep stains which can never be removed and dealt with. As if I will have to walk around for the rest of my life with a dirty shirt on. The reality is, if I will simply take the shirt off, the Lord is waiting to give me a new one. It is so easy for him to remove my sins and (more importantly) the effects of those sins in my life. Yet I choose to walk around with the dirty shirt on. Why?

I'm not trying to be "super-spiritual" here or make every little thing in life an analogy to ministry. But seriously, what is life really about for me? And according to what my answer to that question is, how should that affect how I live and react to all that I experience on a daily basis?

It's all about the Kingdom. It's all about me knowing God, others knowing God, and each of us knowing one another. And this "knowing," as is used in Paul's letter to the Philippians, is an intimate knowledge. As we all laughed, or at least as I laughed about my newly decorated shirt, we prepared for a great time of worship. Below is a picture of some of the peeps who were there for worship. It's so great to "know" God with them.
The Kingdom: Emerge style

May you all continue to know Christ and to have your lives oriented in a way that will create appropriate responses to everyday experiences. May you allow God to remove your stains and clothe you anew. Grace and Peace to you all.

Beauty of Creation

Back on the weekend of July 4th, I had two days off. Two of my only days off all summer. So on Friday, July 3rd, I went hiking with Jesse, one of the college students in Emerge who is quickly becoming a good friend. The weather was perfect. Around 78-80 degrees, sunny, nice breeze, and clear skies. (not quite the average July day I'm used to, but there are no complaints here) We only hiked for around 3 or 4 hours, but it was great. Just Jesse and I, our Nalgene's, and the Red River Gorge. I've posted some of the photos I took below.

In addition to the view, I thoroughly enjoyed simply being outside; something I have not had the opportunity to do much of this summer. Jesse and I had some great conversation, took a few "adventurous detours," (and I didn't get injured for all of you who doubt my ability to stay safe) ate some great pizza, and were simply able to enjoy life. I look forward to future opportunities to explore Red River Gorge and possibly take some of the Emerge peeps on a camping trip in the fall.



Can you imagine living down there?


It's hard to tell, but the next two pics were taken when we climbed down in the crevice you see in the above picture.

Jesse



This was a fun climb

Praise Him for all that He has made. I've missed the water, the beach, and the south all summer long. Spending the day hiking with all of these views made me remember and think back to my summer working at Camp Rockmont and taking all of the boys camping up on the mountain. Still, this was truly a great day.

I'm weird

No seriously. I am a rather unusual person. At least in terms of my medical history. Just read through some of my previous post if you think I'm exaggerating.

On Monday, I had to go for an eye exam so that I could order more contacts and get new lenses for my glasses. While completing the exam, the doctor spent a long while looking into my right eye. She dilated it more than normal to allow her to get a better view inside of my eye. (this "extra dilation" will be the source of a future post...be excited!)

After several minutes of thorough investigation, she began asking questions and a few red flags began to rise in my mind. Essentially she had spotted a place in my right eye that worried her. She has decided to wait and have me return in 3 months to follow-up and she appears certain that it is nothing for me to worry about. Therefore I am not worried. After getting the results of my follow-up exam; however, I will find out whether or not I have what initially concerned her...Eye cancer.

Say what? That's right. Eye Cancer.

Again, after asking her many questions, I am very confident that I do not have "eye cancer" and that there is simply something WEIRD going on in my eye. My vision has not been affected and there is no Coconut in my eye. But seriously folks...don't you just want to laugh? I mean I do. And I have.

I in no way want to laugh at cancer and the destruction and turmoil it has caused and continues to create in millions of peoples' lives. But of course, if I were going to get cancer, it would be eye cancer. Not something "normal" or a type of cancer that you have thought about before. No. I have to be weird. I would be the unusual case of the guy with eye cancer.

I mean seriously. The "mass," malaria, allergic to coconut, hernia, bad knees, expert on crutches, experienced dialysis patient, exposed to TB...
I'm sure most of you don't even know what all of those refer to. Yet, that's part of my medical history. And possibly one more.

As I am sure He is doing for me, May the Lord continue to care for and heal your every disease. And may you continue to trust Him, ask Him, and believe Him for healing. I mean, He takes care of weird-O's like me!

Where you live

"For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord...." How often have you heard this passage quoted? It is a great promise of the Lord and is often quoted to be an encouragement for fellow believers to have hope and trust in the will of God.

I wonder how many people know the context of this passage and its implication for its original audience. Throughout the many times I have heard this verse (Jer. 29:11) quoted and referenced as an encouragement, it always seems to carry the connotation of waiting on the Lord. And the concept of waiting often inadvertently carries the notion of inaction or causeless living.

When Jeremiah wrote this letter to the Jews who were living in exile in Babylon, he was implying a very different reality. On the one hand, this letter was to encourage them to continue believing in the promises of God, that He would deliver them out of exile and bring them back to Israel. Jeremiah wanted to remind the exilic Jews who they were and that God was still in control. And his encouragement comes in these most famous words. (Jeremiah 29:10-14)

However, before he encourages them with these words, Jeremiah gives the Jews instructions on how to live as exiles in Babylon. He tells them to live! To build homes, marry, reproduce, grow crops, etc. (Jer. 29:4-6) Next, he tells them something which at first glance may seem somewhat unexpected.

"Seek the peace and prosperity of the city to which I have carried you into exile. Pray to the Lord for it, because if it prospers, you too will prosper." (Jer. 29:7)

The Jews are not to just wait, apathetically. Yes, the Lord will faithfully bring them out of exile. But until He does so, they are to seek the welfare and prosperity of Babylon. Their waiting is not to be an inactive waiting.

So, why am I sharing this? Seminary is a great place. There is so much brokenness, transformation, growing, learning, questioning, and kingdom building that takes place here. Quite often, though, I have heard people suggest that seminary can just be a time of "waiting" and allowing the Lord to prepare us for the places to which He will take us. (note: I am by no means attempting to equate seminary with Babylon) However, I believe there is more that He would ask of us. We are called to seek the welfare and peace of the places where we live.

Like myself, some of you are in seasons of your life which are somewhat temporary. You aren't living in the same city that you will be living in five years down the road. You aren't working at the job from which you will retire. You aren't living with the friends and family that you will grow old with. Yet, you are called to live!

During the three, four, or five years that I will be here in Kentucky, the Lord asks of me to trust Him. To believe that He has a plan and purpose for my life. A plan for prosperity and not of harm. A plan for family, community, friends, and the advancement of the Kingdom. He asks that I believe that He will hear me when I pray and that when I seek Him I will find Him.

But He also asks that I seek the peace and welfare of Wilmore. The peace and prosperity of Lexington. And with the gifts and talents that I have humbly been given, that will partly be played out in this great new opportunity I have to serve as the Director of Young Adult Ministries at Trinity Hill. I am so excited about Emerge. And there are so many ways in which I will be able to seek the peace and prosperity of this city by seeing these men and women walking in the truth of our Lord Jesus Christ.

What about you? Where will you be living in a few years? What job are you supposed to take? Who are you supposed to marry? (maybe that's a question only I'm still trying to answer) Don't fear. The Lord has great plans for your future...but in the meantime, LIVE where you are. Be used by Him now. Fight for the Kingdom to come in the community where you are. I'm convinced that as we seek for the welfare of the places the Lord has us, the promises He has for our futures will begin to unfold before us.

Regardless of how "settled" or "unsettled" you are in life, May you seek the peace and prosperity where you are! Pray for the community in which you live. Watch the Lord work in and through you. And as you remember the promises of the Lord, such as this famous one found in Jeremiah 29, also remember the calling of the Lord that accompanies it. His promise to you is not only for you. It is for all His people.