How Does Everything Change?

A friend (let’s call him “Wade”) wrote me this in reply to my recent post on this book I’ve been reading. I told him that I knew he was right in nearly every sentence.

I’m posting this (with his permission) because it speaks to something I’ve been feeling a lot lately: We’ve got to have more positive voices speaking in our ears. Next step: Mine needs to be a more positive voice.

People of my age and younger are professional cynics. We are gifted criticall thinkers, with the emphasis on “critical”. We can raise reasonable doubt about very reasonable things with no effort at all. Webs of the negative are quickly spun, and small people (like me) who could be actively creating small waves for the positive instead just get stuck.

Adding to the mess is the simple fact that deconstruction is fun! Who doesn’t prefer the sledgehammer-knocking-down-walls role to the careful and thoughtful work of constructing something new.

The trouble is that constructing something new is what’s needed.

And that’s why I’m grateful to have voices like “Wade” speaking to me.


In my life I have run into these bigger than one man ideas a few times over the years. My tendency, and I think the tendency for most people, is to encounter it, see the immensity of it, and feel immediately overwhelmed and a bit helpless. For some reason we think that we have to come up with some grand idea that is well thought out and pretty much guaranteed to work before we will do anything. And of course this very rarely happens. So we give up and say, “there’s nothing I can do”. We rationalize over time so that we can live with this idea that it is wrong, but somehow ok. Add to that the fact that we are immersed in the system and so continually bombarded with messages contrary to what we are called to what we know deep down is right.

I took a political science class on the environment in university. It was a very good class, looking at the state of the environment and politics relationship with that. It was one of the first times that I was forced to reckon with an issue that I could easily see was important, broken, affecting many people and very complex. I enjoyed learning about it, but after not too long I felt weighed down and paralyzed in what I could do to fix this. Pretty soon I was justifying my inaction with things like, ” God is in control”, “It’s all going to be destroyed anyway”, “This has to happen for Christ to come back”, etc…

What happened with civil rights in the south? A woman was tired of being pushed down, and refused to give in. Some people saw and heard this and it gave them hope. They realized they could do something as well, even if it was small to stand up for what they believed and try to stop the opression. Pretty soon there are lots of people doing this and change starts to happen. I realize this is a simplification, but it gives me hope. Hope that there is another way. Maybe I don’t know what that way will look like in the end, but I know something I can do right now that will move away from the current way.

If places like Wal-Mart engage in labour practices that are destructive- yes Jay I heard the intro to your sermon where you saw an ad in that store 😉 – I can stop shopping there. If I don’t like the culture I’m in that tells me over and over again that success and my happiness are dependent on things, money, and security, I can look for people who are not “successful”, either by choice or by circumstances. Small things, but everything starts small. Then look and pray for the next step.

I believe the Spirit that indwells us pushes us in this direction, we just have to learn to pay attention. And to take a step.

Ugly Religion

We’ve just started this series at church on Sundays.  It runs for the next three weeks.

If you know anyone who hates religion, invite them to come.  Jesus might surprise them!

Lessons will be posted HERE shortly for those who’d rather listen from a distance.

Psalm 37

I’ve found myself in a bit of a “scriptural funk” as of late. My time in my Bible has felt tough, which has also led to it seriously lacking in quantity.

Dry spells… oh yes, I know what those are about.

Today, I battled into the psalms. Midway into #37, I found good stuff…

“Be still in the presence of the Lord, and wait patiently for Him to act. Don’t worry about evil people who prosper or fret about their wicked schemes. Stop your anger! Turn from your rage! Do not envy others–it only leads to harm.” (37:7-8)

I like the warning against the negative. Anger, rage, and envy–even when they might seem justified–only bring about harm… for those on both sides of such feelings. Far better to sit still-ly before the Lord.

It went on …

“The steps of the godly are directed by the Lord. He delights in every detail of their lives. Though they stumble, they will not fall, for the Lord holds them by the hand.” (37:23-24)

I decided to commit these words to memory; I need such thoughts embedded into my head. “He delights in every detail of their lives”… I’d like to know that kind of life. And stumbling is no foreign thing to any of us, but I sure enjoy the image of a steadying hand extended to help re-plant my feet and catch me before the stumbling turns to something worse.

And all these thoughts are brought to you today by the number 37.

Vision of You (16/30)

This Shane & Shane song has got my ear and more.

The video below doesn’t sound just like the recorded version, but it’s close enough to give you the idea.  Further below are the lyrics.

Come meet us, King Jesus.
Oh wind of change, blow through this temple.
Sweet Spirit of God, come and mend our hearts,
For all we have are songs unless You come.

Awaken what’s inside of me.
Tune my heart to all You are in me.
Even though You’re here, God come.
And may the vision of You be the death of me.
And even though you’ve given everything,
Jesus come.

Come free us, King Jesus
It’s the only way that freedom’s given
From You and You alone, in the work You’ve already done
For all we have are songs, unless You come.

Here we are, Lord, in this place,
Crying out for Your embrace,
To hear Your voice, more than songs,
Please come.
Jesus come.

Thirty in Thirty

Okay, it’s time to take this blog bull by the horns.

I’m setting out on a quest…

Thirty new posts in the next thirty days.

Yes, you heard me.

Now, I’m not promising profound, and I’m not committing to classics. But I’ll be here for the next month, shooting off whatever ammunition I can scratch up. They’ll likely be all over the board, but hey… that’s the stuff you find when you’re wandering and wondering.

And just to show my commitment to the goal, I won’t even count this weak post as my first one!