“A New Law”

My man, Derek Webb, has released his new album “Mockingbird”. It can be heard for free on his website.

The second song… whew! Can you say “tongue in cheek”?!?! Lyrics are posted below.

(vs. 1)
don’t teach me about politics and government
just tell me who to vote for

don’t teach me about truth and beauty
just label my music

don’t teach me how to live like a free man
just give me a new law

(pre-chorus)
i don’t wanna know if the answers aren’t easy
so just bring it down from the mountain to me

(chorus)
i want a new law
i want a new law
gimme that new law

(vs. 2)
don’t teach me about moderation and liberty
i prefer a shot of grape juice

don’t teach me about loving my enemies

don’t teach me how to listen to the Spirit
just give me a new law

(pre-chorus/chorus)

(bridge)
what’s the use in trading a law you can never keep
for one you can that cannot get you anything
do not be afraid
do not be afraid
do not be afraid

Say It Ain’t So


Oh Steve, why? I loved that guy. “Crikey”, “beauty” and “sheila” will never sound the same out of another mouth. All joking aside, this does make me sad; I’ll simply miss the fire that was evident in the life of the Crocodile Hunter.

From the Mouths of Babes

I am unable to take any credit for what follows. This is an email received from our good friends Curtis & Heather Parker.

Even though we are in Calgary, we are still trying to keep our Saskatchewan heritage alive in our family. In particular, this includes our allegiance to the Roughriders. As parents we have ensured that our 7 and 4 year old children have a deep understanding and knowledge about what is important in this regard. For example, like knowing which division the Roughriders, and all of its opponents, are in and what the current standings are. Of course, this is helpful when faced with the inevitable task of figuring out which other teams need to win to give Saskatchewan a mathematical chance of making the playoffs!

However, there is one simple truth that has no relevance to the standings. We never cheer for the Winnipeg Blue Bombers – ever. Even if the season lay in the balance, and our only hope was that Winnipeg defeat some other team, we would not utter even the feeblest of cheers for a Blue Bomber win. And that is why the annual Labour Day game between the Green/White and the Blue/Gold takes on such special meaning. While we cannot make it to Mosaic Stadium at Taylor Field this year, we have been anticipating this game for weeks now. The children know the start time and they will be decorating the family room with flags and pom-poms.

Some would say that we are imposing our will and have been forcing our kids to believe as we do, without any freedom to make their own decisions. This couldn’t be further from the truth, though. In our house, everyone has the freedom to cheer for someone other than the Roughriders – even the Blue Bombers! (However, they do that knowing that they will have to sleep in the shed with small rations of bread and water for a week if they choose that option).

A recent incident around the dinner table did cause me to re-think our nurturing of this Rider Pride, though. Our family was talking about how excited we were about the upcoming labour day football game between the Roughriders and Blue Bombers. I explained to the kids that there are other labour games too, like Calgary vs. Edmonton and Toronto vs Hamiton. We talked about how the Labour Day weekend kicks off this new season, when school and other activities begin, the leaves begin to turn, and harvest is underway. And then Noah stepped in to the middle of this conversation and said “Mom…I bet that people who are not Christians…” There was a pause and Heather said “yes Noah, what?” He started all over and said, “Mom, I bet that people who are not Christians – cheer for the Blue Bombers.”

After his mom and dad laughed hysterically for a few minutes, I contemplated what had just taken place. On one hand ,it was a proud moment for me as a father, in that I saw that he had internalized the concept that we had been trying to teach from birth (Riders – good; Blue Bombers – evil). On the other hand, I realized that we have some work to do to continue our teaching about sin, grace, redemption – and the Truth – that even Blue Bomber fans can be saved!

Thinking of you all today. Go Riders Go!

Classic!!

All is Well

Riders win! Riders win! Riders win!

And to the tune of 39-12… I like that tune. As I shouted my approval from the upper deck tonight with Blair to my left and my Dad to my right, I got to thinking: “I used to have some friends who were Bomber fans.” I’m not sure what happened to them. I suppose it’s that old idea that we were simply headed in different directions and inevitably grew apart. There’s those ideas about light not mixing with darkness too, I suppose. Anyway, I just thought I’d write to say that tonight was one of those nights when the universe just felt right; things were as they were intended to be. It was sweet to be a part of, and we can only hope that this balance will be upheld another week down the road.

I recently saw a T-shirt with Mr. T’s face on the front (remember him?) along with the caption: “I pity the fool!” That made me think of my old Bomber-fan friends too.

Trouble?

I can hardly say I’m suffering in any significant way today; but for some reason, these words of Peter were most meaningful to me today:

Since Jesus went through everything you’re going through and more, learn to think like him. Think of your sufferings as a weaning from that old sinful habit of always expecting to get your own way. Then you’ll be able to live out your days free to pursue what God wants instead of being tyrannized by what you want.

Friends, when life gets really difficult, don’t jump to the conclusion that God isn’t on the job. Instead, be glad that you are in the very thick of what Christ experienced. This is a spiritual refining process, with glory just around the corner.

So if you find life difficult because you’re doing what God said, take it in stride. Trust him. He knows what he’s doing, and he’ll keep on doing it.

So I’d like to propose a toast…

Here’s to refining processes and the escape from tyranny. Care to drink to that?