The Measure of a Man

My son, a 15-year old soon-to-be Eagle Scout, is wiser than most adults sometimes. While listening to an NPR piece about the effect the Michael Vick scandal will have on the Falcons team, he told his Dad, "They might not find a better quarterback, but they can find a better man."

You see, David is surrounded by men who live their lives honorably. He has seen positive examples of manhood.

My husband's late father was one of them. He was 20-year Navy man who loved his family more than anything else. He had a sharp temper and a wicked sense of humor. He was occasionally very rough around the edges, and softened by the love and influence of Kenny's mother. He loved being a police officer, but took a job at the post office because he needed to better support his family. He was a man who always tried to do the right thing regardless of the cost or how much easier the wrong thing would have been. He was a man who was changed for the better because of the presence of God in his life.

My Dad is a minister. He was a supervisor in the electrical department at the paper mill to pay the bills, but "minister" defines who he is. He is a gentle soul, kind, compassionate, unwavering in his faith, wise, soft-spoken. I can't tell you how many people I've met, who say, "Yes, I know your Dad. He is such a good man." He lives his life in service to others and to God.

There are others in David's life - scoutmasters, clergy members, teachers, friends - but most of all, David watches his Dad. He sees Kenny's faithfulness to our family and to his faith. He sees Kenny's stubborn refusal to compromise on issues of importance. He sees Kenny lovingly indulge my whims and eccentricities. He is able to articulate his beliefs, and often has discussions with others about what we believe.

I am fortunate enough to now have been married half my life to my best friend. Twenty years ago today, I vowed to submit myself unto him as unto the Lord, and he promised to love me as Christ loves the church and give his life for me. Although I have not always managed my part well, I have never regretted it.

Happy Anniversary, Kenny!

anything but typical



A Few Good Men by Bill Gaither


What this dying world could use is a willing Man of God
Who dares to go against the grain and works without applause;
A man who'll raise the shield of Faith, protecting what is pure;
Whose love is tough and gentle; a man whose word is sure.

God doesn't need an Orator who knows what just to say;
He doesn't need authorities to reason Him away;
He doesn't need an army to guarantee a win;
He just needs a Few Good Men.

Men full of Compassion, who Laugh and Love and Cry-
Men who'll face Eternity and aren't afraid to die-
Men who'll fight for Freedom and Honor once again-
He just needs a Few Good Men.

He calls the broken derelict whose life has been renewed;
He calls the one who has the strength to stand up for the Truth.
Enlistment lines are open and He wants you to come in-
He just needs a Few Good Men.

Men full of Compassion, who Laugh and Love and Cry-
Men who'll face Eternity and aren't afraid to die-
Men who'll fight for Freedom and Honor once again-
He just needs a Few Good Men.

Staring into the Sun

From Simply Christian by N.T. Wright:

A great many arguments about God - God's existence, God's nature, God's actions in the world - run the risk of being like pointing a flashlight toward the sky to see if the sun is shining. It is all too easy to make the mistake of speaking and thinking as though God (if there is a God) might be a being, an entity, within our world, accessible to our interested study in the same sort of way we might study music or mathematics, open to our investigation by the same sort of techniques we use for objects and entities within our world....The difficulty is that speaking of God in anything like the Christian sense is like staring into the sun. It's dazzling. It's easier, actually, to look away from the sun itself and to enjoy the fact that, once it's well and truly risen, you can see everything else clearly.

I almost killed a guy yesterday.

My car has a leak in one of the hoses in the power steering system, and I'd like to try not to burn out the pump before I can get it fixed. So I went down to the auto parts store to get some power steering fluid.

That's where I almost killed a man.

Here's how it went.

I went in and asked the young man behind the counter, told him that I needed power steering fluid for my 2004 Kia, and asked him where I could find it.

At that point the young man took his life in his hands and said,"Are you sure that's what you want? What did your husband ask you to get?"

I took a deep breath, tried not to jump across the counter and gouge out his eyes, and said very quietly, "My husband asked for a loaf of bread and a gallon of milk, but what I need is power steering fluid. Now, just point."

Now, my husband is a smart man, and can see a leak in a hose just as well as I can. But that's just it. I CAN see gunk dripping out of the car, and yes, I do know what a power steering pump looks like. The little fluid level chamber is very clearly marked on my car, so I can figure out for myself if the level is low. A Y-chromosome is not necessary to open the hood of the car and check these things. Kenny was not home when I noticed the problem and I did not feel any fear or trepidation about looking for the problem myself. And honestly, I probably would still first look for myself.

My Dad didn't raise me to avoid anything because of my gender. I have helped him shingle the roof and paint the workshop. I helped him do wiring in a house we lived in when I was a kid and helped him pull the transmission out of an old station wagon. He came over several years ago and helped me change out the power steering pump on a 1992 Jeep Cherokee. (See, I have power steering pump experience.) He and Mom always told me that being a girl didn't excuse me from anything. Femininity does not exclude intelligence and being ladylike does not demand dependence on others.

Paul said that in Christ there is no Jew or Greek, no male or female, that all are the same in Christ. No one is higher or more valuable than the other. And while we may all have different jobs, strengths, weaknesses, and purposes to fulfill, God made us all in His image. While some may believe that my being female disqualifies me from serving in particular roles in the church, I disagree. I believe that the problems occur (1)when women fail to do what God tells us to do, and (2)when others prohibit or discourage us from doing as God has commanded because of gender.

After all, to whom must I give my answer for my obedience - God or man?

Preach the gospel to all the world, and if necessary, use words - St. Francis of Assisi

I am always amazed at how God works stuff out, and has different people all thinking about the same stuff. Last week, we finished a book study on St. Benedict's Toolbox by Jane Tomaine. Benedict was an advocate, not so much of cloistering, but of monastic rule "in order to help the monastic community that he founded to better love God, self and each other by providing some guidelines on how to live a spiritual life in community." For most of us, that is relevant as a recommendation to think clearly about the guiding principles of our lives and making a conscious effort as to how we should live as disciples of Christ.

Now, I have to admit, I wasn't working on that book, but reading Simply Christian. In it, Bishop Wright talks about the fact that God's realm and our realm are separated by a spiritual veil, but overlap and interlock and we are, in fact, those points of connection, bringing the presence of God with us as we are walking, living, moving Temples of God. We live in the place between this broken creation and the Living God who loved us and it so much that He launched a rescue operation to save it and us. That was Christ's job, and as His emissaries in our own generation, it is ours as well. Jesus said, "When you have seen me, you have seen the Father." He also said that his disciples would do what he has done and even greater. That leaves me feeling quite the responsibility and quite a lot to live up to.

Then this weekend's epistle reading was Galatians 5:1, 13-25. You know, the whole Fruit of the Spirit list.

Sometimes, in a world full of sarcasm and cynicism, it's really hard to remember to respond with Christ's mind and not my own mouth, and to remember that I may be the only representative from God with whom someone may interact.

Am I behaving in a way that points to The Way, The Truth, and The Life?


Live the Life by Michael W. Smith

Were passengers aboard the train
Silent little lambs amidst the pain
Thats no longer good enough
And when its time to speak our faith
We use a language no one can explain
Thats no longer good enough

And God knows its a shame
As we look to pass the flame
We are not the worthy bearers of his name

Chorus:
For the world to know the truth
There can be no greater proof
Than to live the life, live the life
Theres no love thats quite as pure
Theres no pain we can't endure
If we live the life, live the life
Be a light for all to see
For every act of love will set you free

Theres something beautiful and bold
The power of a million human souls
Come together as one
And each in turn goes out to lead
Another by his word, his love, his deed
Now the circle is done

It all comes back to one
For it is he and he alone
Who has lived the only perfect life weve known

For the world to know the truth
There can be no greater proof
Than to live the life, live the life
Theres no love thats quite as pure
Theres no pain we cant endure
If we live the life, live the life
Be a light for all to see
For every act of love will set you free

Simply Christian by N.T. Wright

N.T. Wright, Bishop of Durham, is one of my favorite writers and theologians, although, I think he has said he is more a 1st century historian than theologian. Fortunately for thinking Christians, he looks continuously about 1st century Christianity and interpreting the Biblical texts in light of the historical context in which they were written.

I have just finished his book, Simply Christian, and will be posting some quotes from it periodically. In Simply Christian, Rev. Wright talks about a lot of things. And he does it in such a matter-of-fact and conversational tone that his books, while full of "Eureka" moments, aren't liable to give me a brain cramp. They can be read in little snatches at the restaurant while waiting for the food to come.

And while they are simple in presentation, the concepts he tackles aren't ones that lend themselves to today's "bumper sticker theology". As my priest is fond of replying to questions, "I think it's more complicated than that."

How much more complicated and complex must our Creator be and how arrogant is Man to think that we should be able to define and explain the Almighty?



So here's the first quote from Simply Christian by N.T. Wright:

...People often grumble as soon as a discussion about the meaning of human life, or the possibility of God, moves away from quite simple ideas and becomes more complicated. Any world in which there are such things as music and sex, laughter and tears, mountains and mathematics, eagles and earthworms, statues and symphonies and snowflakes and sunsets - and in which we humans find ourselves in the middle of it all - is bound to be a world in which the quest for truth, for reality, for what we can be sure of, is infinitely more comlicated than simple yes-and-no questions will allow. There is appropriate complexity along with appropriate simplicity.

 


Sometimes the miracle is just watching the sun come up.

Taken at Silver River State Park, FL

Musings at 40

Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them.
-Henry David Thoreau

How desperate do you have to be to do whatever it takes to keep your soul's song alive?

What does that look like?

Is it worth it to try?