Wednesday, July 23, 2014

A Family Snapshot

Here is our family in a snapshot taken on a recent beach vacation:

There I am on the far left.

To my left is our 24-year-old daughter Taylor who graduated from Vanderbilt in 2011 and now lives in Atlanta where she works as an Account Manager in a public relations firm.

Next is our 21-year-old son Riley who this fall will begin his senior year at the University of North Carolina, Chapel Hill.  This summer he is interning at a church near that campus called Love Chapel Hill.

And then Julie.  The trip in which we are pictured was actually to celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary.  In other words, when we got married, Ronald Reagan was president, Thriller was at the top of the charts, and mullets were in style.  Thirty years later, well, Julie is a Vice-President of Sales for a medical device firm with a worldwide reach.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Top Five Tuesday -- Top Five REM Songs

If you were at Good Shepherd this past Sunday, you know what we launched our worship gathering with a terrific rendition of REM's Losing My Religion.

How else could we possibly begin a service with the overall title of "Lost Religion"?

You can watch those opening moments -- and the hour or so that followed it as well -- by clicking here.

Anyway, that experience has put me in sort of an REM mood, which means of course that I have to "Top Five Tuesday" them. So here they are: my Top Five REM songs:

5. Supernatural superserious.  This tune is off 2008's Accelerate, an album that was largely ignored yet much under-rated.  I can't resist a song that talks about volunteering at a summer camp.

4.  What's The Frequency, Kenneth?  Talk about irresistible -- a song with its origins in the most inexplicable Dan Rather moment ever.

3.  Everybody Hurts.  This walks that fine line between naming the truth of pain and wallowing in our status as victims . . . and does so in a way that is hauntingly beautiful.

2.  Losing My Religion.  Of course.

1.  Man On The Moon.  Not just my favorite REM song of them, but one of my favorites of all time, like ever.  The wistful guitar work makes it so the song never gets old.

Monday, July 21, 2014

Lost & Found Week 2 -- "Lost Religion" -- A Sermon That Connects T.O., Elijah, And Mt. Carmel

Yesterday's sermon was pretty special to me for two reasons:  1) I felt good about the bottom line, The gods you make will always let you down; the God who makes you will never let you go";  and 2) the action in the biblical story takes place on Mount Carmel.

Now: Mount Carmel is a church -- the congregation I served in Monroe, NC from 1990-1999.  I am reconnecting with many of those folks this week as a preach at a camp meeting near Waxhaw, NC.

But Mount Carmel is also a physical location in the north of Israel.  And that location has everything to do with the meaning of the sermon and its application.  Here's what I mean and here's how the sermon went:


Some of you might remember when this happened in an NFL football game: 

 And that gave rise to a whole breed of commercials called Not In My House! . . . in the world of sports, a way of saying there is no way I am going to let you come into my home field, home court, home stadium, and beat me, taunt me, take away what’s mine.  It’s sort of macho, but it sorts of works, and the deal is . . . if you can go into someone’s “house” and beat them at their own game while on their own turf, well, you’ve done something.  A victory for the ages.  (I looked for some kind of parallel in tennis but it’s not like Harvard used to get all macho & say to Princeton tennis: not in our house!  They’d be like, I’ve got an interview on Wall Street later, can we hurry?
            Well, as we get to Week 2 of Lost And Found, as we get to week two of our days with Elijah, it’s a Not In My House! kind of deal. Here’s what is going on:  Israel, the people, had lost their faith. There had been a Civil War, a division into North & South, and in the Northern Kingdom King Ahab was on the throne and quickly staking claim to title of Worst. King. Ever.  By marrying a woman named Jezebel, he (and she!) brought the worship of Baal into the kingdom of the Lord.  Look at I K 16:32: 

 He set up an altar for Baal in the temple of Baal that he built in Samaria.

  Who & what was Baal?  A god they could make with their hands.

 The people had lost patience with the invisible God and so they decided to make one that was visible.  PLUS, as we saw last week, since Baal was a fertility god, worshipping him involved rain dances and temple prostitutes.  I don’t care how good a church’s band is, THAT can be hard to compete with as far as “gettin’ the men in church.”      
            In the wake of all that Elijah tells Ahab there is going to be a drought.  This is to prove that God – the invisible one – is more in charge of the rain AND THE SUN than Baal could ever be.  Elijah pronounces the drought and then disappears for three years.  The people all around him had lost their religion because they were busy making gods, and so Elijah opposes it and then vanishes.
            But I wonder . . . are we done with that?  Are we really finished with making our own gods?  Now:  not too many of you are making ceramic idols but did you know that a survey of American Xns showed that 22% believe in reincarnation (Hindu!), 23% believe in astrology and 15% have seen a fortune teller?  More to the point, someone here has a made a god of a relationship in your life.  It’s not a HEALTHY one, mind you – toxic, actually – but you feel like if it is taken away from you you won’t be able to breathe anymore.  That relationship in spite of its turmoil gives you security, identity, and meaning.  Someone else here has made a god of your resume.  If you can’t hand a business card with a nice title on it to people you meet, you figure what’s the point in living?  It’s a god you have made.  You know what it is for me?  Church!  Reputation!  How those two intersect!  My own image is a god I make and tend and protect and obsess over.  Yeah, ancient Israel had lost their religion because they had traded the original, invisible god for a visible substitute . . . and you do the same.
            Here’s what’s even more true: if you are at that place of thinking about leaving faith“I don’t really believe anymore. I believe nothing. – hey, I’ve been there.  Most have.  But . . . you need to know that you are really just substituting another god in God’s place.  Most likely you!  You have a god, whether you know it or not.  The question is whether it’s the One who made you or the one you are making. 
            Back to Elijah.  Remember him?  Drought’s coming & then he’s gone for three years.  He returns to public life in I K 18, meets Ahab, and look at what he does in 18:16-19: 

16 So Obadiah went to meet Ahab and told him, and Ahab went to meet Elijah. 17 When he saw Elijah, he said to him, “Is that you, you troubler of Israel?”
18 “I have not made trouble for Israel,” Elijah replied. “But you and your father’s family have. You have abandoned the Lord’s commands and have followed the Baals. 19 Now summon the people from all over Israel to meet me on Mount Carmel. And bring the four hundred and fifty prophets of Baal and the four hundred prophets of Asherah, who eat at Jezebel’s table.”
READ. So he wants everyone who is anyone to gather at Mt. Carmel (which, by the way, is the name of the church in Monroe! AV).  Why Mt. Carmel?  He could have chosen any mountain in Israel; why this one?  BECAUSE IT WAS THE CENTER OF BAAL WORSHIP!!  Baal had home court advantage on Mt. Carmel!  And so Elijah wanted to see Baal’s Not In My House and raise it by The earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof! and put his Hebrew National football right on Baal’s 50 yard line star.  Ahab & the prophets are like “Baal’s gonna PROTECT HIS HOUSE”  but Elijah is all “No he ain’t!  I’m gonna ROCK HIS HOUSE!”   

And Elijah challenges the people in 18:21

 21 Elijah went before the people and said, “How long will you waver between two opinions? If the Lord is God, follow him; but if Baal is God, follow him.”

 Literally, hop between two branches.  And note the people’s answer in 18:21c: 

 But the people said nothing.

They said nothing . . . all the folks who have lost their religion & gone to follow a god they made just sit in silent observation.
            And what does Elijah want to do in Baal’s house on Carmel? Stage a contest in which they’d kill a bull – these were the days before     PETA – put it on a pallet and the Baal prophets pray to Baal & Elijah prays to the Lord and whichever god sets the bull on fire is really God.  So here’s the big question:  is Baal gonna PROTECT HIS HOUSE or not?  He’s the god people have made, he’s the one for whom they have lost their religion, and that’s the question.  And I love the people’s reaction in 18:24: 

 Then all the people said, “What you say is good.”

Good idea!  They’ve gone from silent to intrigued!
            So the contest starts and it’s really a thing of comedy.  Baal’s reps go first in 18:26: 

 26 So they took the bull given them and prepared it.
Then they called on the name of Baal from morning till noon. “Baal, answer us!” they shouted. But there was no response; no one answered. And they danced around the altar they had made.

 Elijah taunts them: 18:27 (not very Christ-like, but then again, Christ hadn’t been born yet so Elijah gets a pass.).  

 2At noon Elijah began to taunt them. “Shout louder!” he said. “Surely he is a god! Perhaps he is deep in thought, or busy, or traveling. Maybe he is sleeping and must be awakened.”

 When it says “busy” there in the original language, the inference is that he is “using the men’s room.”  The longer they pray, the more noteable the non-answer, and the more panicked the Baal followers become:  18:28: 

 28 So they shouted louder and slashed themselves with swords and spears, as was their custom, until their blood flowed.

And then the loudest silence in Scripture: 18:29:  But there was no response, no one answered, no one paid attention.

          The panic and the escalation is exactly what we do with the gods we make.  When you beg your boyfriend/girlfriend to stay.  When you think one more hit of the drug will satisfy.  When the next job will finally be the one to make you happy.  When the cutting you do will make you calm.  Increasing desperation yielding smaller rewards and it’s all because of the gods you make.
            So Elijah steps up for his turn.  First, in a nod to Jewish history, look what he does in 18:30-32: 

 30 Then Elijah said to all the people, “Come here to me.” They came to him, and he repaired the altar of the Lord, which had been torn down. 31 Elijah took twelve stones, one for each of the tribes descended from Jacob, to whom the word of the Lord had come, saying, “Your name shall be Israel.” 32 With the stones he built an altar in the name of the Lord, and he dug a trench around it large enough to hold two seahs[a] of seed.

 And then he declares what he has demonstrated in 18:36: 

 36 At the time of sacrifice, the prophet Elijah stepped forward and prayed: “Lord, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Israel, let it be known today that you are God in Israel and that I am your servant and have done all these things at your command.

He traces his prayer to history.  Not fertility, like Baal, not the seasons of the year as with idolatry, but to the way God has acted in the history of the people.  The way that Elijah knows that he is just the next in a long line of people to whom God has been faithful.  Lord, I’m just one in this tree of folks you have touched & held & protected.  

 Then the prayer’s simplicity & brevity stands in marked contrast to the panicked offerings to Baal in 18:37:  37 Answer me, Lord, answer me, so these people will know that you, Lord, are God, and that you are turning their hearts back again.”    And the answer in 18:38: 

 38 Then the fire of the Lord fell and burned up the sacrifice, the wood, the stones and the soil, and also licked up the water in the trench.

The gods the people make: nothing.  The God who had made this people, all the way from Abe to Elijah: fire from heaven.  And I see that for this people who had lost their religion because they have substituted something they’d made – and how what they’d made disappointed them – and I see how that still happens, and here’s the deal:  The gods you make will always let you down. The God who makes you will never let you go.
            Because look at the crowd!  Remember how they were silent and then intrigued?  Look what I K records next of their response:   

39 When all the people saw this, they fell prostrate and cried, “The Lord—he is God! The Lord—he is God!”

That’s it!  That’s the moment!  That faceless crowd is actually the most important character in the story – even more than Elijah, more than Ahab, more than the bull (!).  It’s their trajectory from silence to interest to confession: The God who makes us is the only God there is!  El Yah!  (Actually sounds like Elijah’s name in the Hebrew!)  We remember who made us now!  We too are in the line that stretches from Abe & Isaac to today.  He made us and he’s holding us even when we tried to run away!  REFRAIN
            Can I ask you something that Elijah asked the people at the heart of the story?  How long will you waver?  How long will you literally hop from one branch to another?  If you are in the middle of losing your religion is it truthfully, honestly, because you’ve made another god?  People do. Religious ppl do.  Like the Episcopal priest out in WA state who decided to become Ep AND Muslim.  It sounds nice, it sounds all “can’t we all just get along-y” but intellectually it falls apart.  You can’t be both.  It’s why standing in the middle of the road you get hit by cars coming from both sides.  No parent here, for example, wants your child so influenced by peers that you get over-ruled as outdated.  That’s what we do with God. Whether it’s another religion or our horoscope or a toxic romance, drug use that yields inevitably diminishing returns, or my preoc with my image . . . it’s all “hopping.”  Wavering.  If you stay in that place too long you make self-destructive decisions that have a long term impacet and BAM! you’re done.  Some of you married or formerly married people let that guy or that girl be the god you’d made in the moment . . . and that’s why your marriage died.  REFRAIN
            I really love the intro into Elijah’s prayer.  Look at it again in 18:36: READ.  History.  People.  A line.  It demonstrates that even when God doesn’t fix our circumstances – when he does in a sense “let us down” – he doesn’t leave us alone.  He won’t let go that way.  Like I think of who it is who reminds me God is real?  I don’t have that vivid immediacy to say “the God of Abraham” like Elijah did.  I might say “the God of Matt Ristuccia” 

(AV). Who is he?  The NJ pastored who mentored me in college and then married me & Julie upon graduation.  Lord, the God of Matt!   

Or the God of Claude Kayler.

 Who is he? The guy who is my best preacher friend, who founded this church, and because he built it on Jesus and not on Claude was incredibly easy to follow.  Lord, you’re the God of Claude Kayler & because I see what I see in him I believe in you!  Or even the people who work here now.  Why?  Because some of what has been poured into me through the years I can pour into them.  Ministry gets multiplied.  It shows that God is faithful, enduring, and he won’t let go.  I may run, I may think he is invisible but he’s still not letting go.
            See, when God feels distant & you’re losing your religion, something else is going on.  He’s like the sun. The sun is NEVER NOT ON.  It’s ALWAYS burning; never not shining.  When it gets dark, that’s because the EARTH TURNS, not because anything happened with the sun.  Same with God.  He’s never not on.  We lost our religion when WE turn not when he does.  And when we turn our hands get busy making our own gods.  The same gods who invariably, inevitably disappoint.  Oh, turn back.  Test him.  Move from silence to intrigue to confession!  REFRAIN
            Down in rural FLA, a little boy was walking near a pond near the family home.  (Child, water, FLA . . . you know what’s next).  As happens down there, a gator bit on to the boy’s legs.  Fortunately the boys’ mother was near, saw what had happened, was filled w/ adrenaline and grabbed his little arms. Tug of war started. More tug.  More war. The gator was stronger but the mother was more passionate.  Great thing was, a farmer drove by, heard the screams, HAD A GUN IN HIS GUN RACK!, took aim, and shot the gator dead (Dead bull AND gator in one sermon; sorry). 
            Remarkably the boy survived though his legs were badly scarred.  Several weeks later a reporter came to the hospital room to do an update.  He asked the boy if he could see the scars on his legs.  He pulled sheets over so he could.  But then the boy did something else:  “But look at my arms!  I have some great scars there, too.  I have them because my Mom wouldn’t let me go.” NOT IN HER HOUSE!

Friday, July 18, 2014

Lost & Found, Week 2 -- Lost Religion (Or, What Do Terrell Owens, The Prophet Elijah, And Mt. Carmel Have In Common?)

As much as I enjoyed the opening of Lost And Found last week, I think I am going to like Episode Two even better this week.

That's because you'll get to see what Terrell Owens

has to do with the prophet Elijah

and a place called Mt. Carmel.

To see how all that intersects with losing your religion but finding something better, it's Sunday.




Thursday, July 17, 2014

Teaching Preaching At Seminary

No, I don't have a new job.

Yes, I did get a one-day gig on Wednesday at Gordon-Conwell Seminary.

Steve Klipowicz, a good friend and occasional workout partner of mine, is also a professor there.  So as he was preparing to teach a summer intensive class on pastoral ministry, he asked me if I'd share some of what goes into the preaching plan at Good Shepherd.

So I jotted down some notes, people in the office helped me locate a couple of videos as well as collate sermon manuscripts from The Shadow Of A Doubt series, and away I went.  Chris Thayer attended for moral support . . . and also to "represent" his alma mater as a 2013 grad of Gordon.  I was able to talk with 21 aspiring and current preachers on how messages happen at Good Shepherd.

The talk had three movements in it.

First, I talked about Scripture and how there are better ways to weave the text into the message than to read it in its entirely beforehand.  I also encouraged them to find ways in which people can "experience" a particular passage in new ways.  To demonstrate I showed this video where, thanks to the artistry of Chris Macedo, a raw idea of mine became a powerful moment for the church this past Advent:

Second, I talked about Series and how preaching in that way connects well with how people's minds work in the 21st Century.  I even shared this piece with some of our greatest hits all together:

Third, I talked about Sermon itself, both designing them to have one point rather than many and delivering them in way a that you connect with people and not paper -- meaning, I believe virtually anyone can preach without notes if they commit to it.  As examples, they all received four sermon manuscripts from The Shadow Of A Doubt -- to discard, adopt, or outright copy!

So it was, as you might imagine, a thrill to be asked and then a real pleasure to teach.

I believe it is God's prevenient grace that he put a great school like Gordon-Conwell a stone's throw from our church.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Inviting All People Includes Oklahomans and Filipinos

This week, forty-seven of Good Shepherd's finest are serving in the mission field.

Thirty-four students, staffers, and volunteers are in Moore, Oklahoma, site of the devastating 2013 tornado.  There they are helping Oklahomans rebuild their homes and restore their lives.

Oklahoma + July + Construction = Heat.  Even though it's a "dry heat," it's a merciless heat.  Here's part of the crew:

And what would a student mission trip be without a Van Selfie?  Not much, so here goes:

Meanwhile, thirteen women from GSUMC are in the Philippines helping to train and encourage Filipina church leaders.  Check out the aqua-tinted team shirts!

And the small group discussion:

If you ever get cynical about the quality of people in the world . . . well, I invite you to take a look at all these inviters we have at Good Shepherd.

All people indeed.

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Top Five Tuesday -- Top Five Reflections On A Family Vacation

This photo was taken on my family's recent beach vacation:

From the left, our 24-year-old daughter Taylor, me, our 21-year-old-son Riley, and then my wife Julie.  We took the trip to celebrate our 30th Wedding Anniversary trip together.

Yes, we took our kids on a 30th Anniversary trip.  Which may strike some of you as odd but to us it reinforced why we've been taking family vacations every year since they were young children.

Here are some reflections on the rhythms and routines of that week away . . .

1.  Children crave tradition.  Though we went to a special locale for our 30th this year, for the last 18 years or so we have gone to the same place (a property on Hilton Head) and have done the same things on the same weekdays and nights every year.  Including eating the same food.  As our kids moved from childhood to adolescence and now to young adult-hood, that predictability gave them a sense of family stability -- always among the best gifts parents give to their children.

2.  Families create their own language. We have phrases and memories that only make sense to us.  For that week away, the four of us live "under the dome," often laughing hysterically at things which would only confuse outsiders.

3.  In the middle of relaxation, time emerges for serious conversation.  It happens every time, and it happened again this year: vacation paradoxically opens up space and time to talk about future, faith, and even the impact of childhood on adult living.

4.  What a privilege that adult children want to vacation with us.  Julie and I continually marvel at their willingness to come. Each year we give them the option of "aging out" of a week with 50+ year old parents, and each year they'll hear none of it.

5.  If you are Anglo, you will never get as tan as your Latino family.  Julie is 1/2 Puerto Rican.  Taylor and Riley are 1/4.  I am 0%.  My tan never measures up.  Sigh.