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Musing About My Heavenly Mansion

As previously noted, Mom and I played “Mansion Over the Hilltop” last Sunday on our accordions. The song title comes from the King James version of John 14:2: “In my father’s house are many mansions….I go to prepare a place for you.” The American Standard Version also talks about mansions.

But Jesus told a different story to other translators:

  • NIV: “In my father’s house are many rooms.”
  • New American Standard: “In My Father’s house are many dwelling places.”
  • The Message: “There is plenty of room for you in my Father’s home.”
  • New Living: “There is more than enough room in my Father’s home.”
  • CEV: “There are many rooms in my Father’s house.”

So it’s not clear if we have a mansion, or just a room in God’s mansion. But let’s assume we do have our own private mansion.

  • Does it have a bathroom? Is one needed? If so, where does the waste go? And more importantly: Is there reading material?
  • Is there a kitchen? Do we need to eat? (If we have a kitchen, I guess we need a bathroom.)
  • Do we even need bedrooms in heaven? Do we sleep there?
  • What do we put in the closets?
  • What do we do in the mansion? If we don’t sleep, eat, or watch TV–why hang out there, rather than in God’s presence?
  • Does each individual have a mansion, or are mansions distributed on a family basis?
  • Will Pam and I share a mansion? What if I die and Pam remarries? Will both husbands occupy the mansion with her?
  • Is there a garage? A yard? Curtains on windows? Skylights?
  • Are there locks on the doors?
  • Does each person who dies in infancy get a mansion? (Or each unborn child, assuming life begins at conception?)

If heaven is one big mansion–God’s house–and we just have a room there, then you still have to wonder: why do we need a room?

Heaven will, of course, be totally different from anything we can imagine. Even different from what Jesus could imagine? Hmmm. Jesus knew he was divine, but I’m guessing he didn’t have “memories” of heaven. He grew up as a human, subject to all those limitations. I’m sure the reality of heaven was far more fathomable to Jesus than it is to me, yet still largely unfathomable, because he–Jesus the man–hadn’t been to heaven.

I realize I could be unwittingly committing all kinds of heresies and incredibly shoddy theology. So I’m a dufus.

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Segregated Sundays

CNN’s website has an excellent article on racial segregation in churches. It examined a lot of the nitty-gritty dynamics in churches with multiple ethnic groups, and how it can be like tip-toeing through a minefield as you try not to offend anyone.

The article mentions how black churches can prefer to remain mostly black, just as white churches may prefer to remain white. It mentioned how some sensitive black preachers have toned down their preaching style, knowing that whites sometimes cringe under traditional too-fiery preaching. Very interesting stuff.

My denomination, in the US, is close to lilly white. Until a few years ago (when they pulled out over petty disagreements), we had white churches in California that shared buildings with Hispanic church plants. The Hispanics were growing, the whites shrinking. But the whites pulled shenanigans to hold onto their power. It was sad, some of the stories I heard.

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This Made Me Smile

From Chris Elrod, a church planter and former Christian comedian in Florida: “I could care less what the ‘experts’ or books say about small groups. We’ve read them…been to the conferences…and they’ve ALL been wrong for us.”

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Cultural Christianity

Dave Datema, on his blog, pointed people to a post by Tim Timmons from a year ago. He said it was long, but worth reading. Yes, it was extremely long. And yes, well worth the time.

Timmons talks about we spread cultural Christianity throughout the world, more than we spread a relationship with Jesus. People are “converted to Christianity,” rather than to citizenship in the Kingdom of the heart.

It’s quite a thought-provoding piece, and I found myself disagreeing with nothing he said.

This from a guy who has not only spent his life serving in institutional Christianity, but serving the interests of a subspecies of Christianity called United Brethrenism. We, like all other subspecies, sometimes grow churches by stealing from other folds. People are converted to United Brethrenism from Catholicism, Church of Godism, Nazarenism, Baptistism. Because there are specific United Brethren ways of doing things, United Brethren theological nuances, United Brethren structures and practices.

How much are we teaching United Brethrenism, as opposed to the Kingdom which Jesus taught–a relationship with Jesus; a relationship that enabled a Samaritan woman and a Roman centurion to remain in their cultures, yet be transformed?

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The Evangelical Suburban Infatuation

Here are two thoughts from Gary Lamb, whose blog I just started following. He’s a church planter in Canton, Ga., a town of 20,000. He has a heart for small towns. His church is starting a new church in a town of 7,000, and is looking at three other towns of less than 15,000.

“Why does everyone want to only go to white-collar suburbs or college towns to plant churches? We would rather plant where there are 20 others churches as opposed to going to urban and rural areas. Romans 10:14 haunts me here.”

Since you’re wondering what Romans 10:14 says, here it is: “How then shall they call on him in whom they have not believed? and how shall they believe in him of whom they have not heard? and how shall they hear without a preacher?”

I occasionally harp about the evangelical lovefest for the suburbs (like here and here). We want to go where there is growth, and that always means those former corn fields on the city’s edge being turned into tree-less housing developments for the middle class.

This ties in nicely with this next thought from Lamb:

“It can’t be all about numbers. Trust me, I am a number freak but it has to be about community impact. A church of 500 in a town of 16,000 will have a stronger community impact than a church of 5,000 in a city of 250,000.”

It’s the big fish, small pond deal. Anchor is a church of 100, and we can kick our low-esteemed butts all the way to Timbuktu for being so infinitesimal. But the number 100 in no way represents the number of people whose lives we’ve influenced during the past ten years. We’ve made a difference in our urban community, and our presence makes that community better.

Meanwhile, a bunch of megachurches ring the city, with multi-million-dollar facilities, well-groomed kids, amazing Sunday services, and other good things. And people drive for an hour to get there. But quite often, these churches are regional. There is no community. No town they are making better. They’re still doing good work. But I wish The Church could see the value of going into poorer parts of the city, as opposed to trying to attract those people to our suburban cathedrals.

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To a Rhyme Search For

On Sunday, Pam and I attended church at a United Methodist retreat center/camp called Epworth something, in Ludington, Mich. Every Sunday they have speakers from across the country. It was an enjoyable service.

But as we sang one hymn, I found myself cracking a smile. It was “The Lord’s My Shepherd,” a hymn I hadn’t heard before. It uses the text of Psalm 23, but contorts sentence structure in an obsessive and sadly desperate search for a rhyme. It’s like a Pennsylvania Dutch version of Yoda.

Here the first two verses are:

The Lord‚’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want;
He makes me down to lie
In pastures green; He leadeth me
The quiet waters by.

My soul He doth restore again,
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
E’en for His own name’s sake.

Isn’t that precious? “He makes me down to lie.”

I’m sorry, but as we sang, I restrain from cracking a smile had to. Not worshipful was it. This unusual with hymns is not. Many hymns I up with grew similarly mangle sentence structure to a rhyme find.

Modern songs do that don’t. They like people actually talk sound, and much prefer I that. And that’s yet another reason why miss hymns I don’t particularly.

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Thoughts on Golf (Which I Hate)

BusinessWeek had an article about the decline of golfing. Still plenty of interest, but people are golfing less. Related businesses are hurting, particularly those offering consumables like golf balls and tees.

Three factors inhibit the spread of golf:

  1. time
  2. money
  3. skill

Golf is mostly a suburban, middle-class sport (I don’t know anybody at my church who plays golf). It takes discretionary money, and lots of time. But to do it well, you need skill. And golf, as the article says, is not “beginner friendly.” Neither is tennis, which I played. Golf and tennis are all about technique, and good technique requires years of experience.

In music, playing the piano is not beginner-friendly. It takes years of lessons to get good. Whereas you can start banging drums immediately, and it’s much easier to pick up on the guitar (pick up–get it? Ha ha ha).

So I was thinking of church-related things that aren’t beginner-friendly.

  • Pastoral ministry–years of schooling, then you get stuck in a podunk church content with being podunk.
  • Bible translation–wow, there’s something that takes an enormous commitment to pull off.
  • And that’s all I came up with, but my mind is a bit fried right now.
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Let Your Light Shine, and Beat Them with It

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The Ragamuffin Soul website showed this picture of a protest sign. Evidently, some confused Christian felt this was a good evangelism tactic.

I got a kick out of some of the comments:

  • Winning people to Christ…one picket sign at a time!
  • I once predicted the score of the Superbowl. I guess that makes me a “psychic sports fan” I’m screwed!
  • I do appreciate that their sign has no objections to my potty mouth.
  • I am glad Jesus was the one hanging out with those who needed Him, not holding signs up pushing them away.
  • Shouldn’t it be “Heaven’s Most Wanted”?
  • Sports fans? Wow, I haven’t seen that one in the scriptures. I thought running the race was a good thing.
  • Is there really a need to put psychics on there? I’m sure they already knew!
  • Tertullian did talk about Christians participating in sports as being immoral, but that was back when more people died during the contests.
  • Looks like drug lords, murderers, slave owners, and those responsible for genocide are safe…
  • I wonder why lesbians get hit twice?!?
  • Wow. I guess that’s one way to evangelize. ????
  • Since “people driving cars into people holding jackass signs” isn’t on the list, let me get my keys.
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Wearing the T-Shirt

tshirt.jpegI’m only to page 28, but already I can say, “Wow! I love this book!”

The book is I Became a Christian and All I got was this Lousy T-shirt, by Vince Antonucci, a church planter in Virginia. He’s a very funny writer. Reminds me of me, when I was a funny writer (now I’m old and cranky).

The premise is that Christians don’t live the adventurous, abundant life Jesus died for. We never take the vacation. The First Century Christians took the vacation, the adventure. We just wear a T-shirt about an adventure we never experience. Is Jesus like a used car salesman, who exaggerates what he’s selling?

“The benefits he claims to give to those who say yes to him include abundant life, pure joy in the face of trials, peace that surpasses understanding, power to heal the sick with our prayers, assurance that we will never be tempted in a way we can’t handle, fearlessness, and the promise that we will do greater things than Jesus did. How many Christians would say these things are a good description of their lives?”

This is really good stuff. And it’s fun to read, to boot.

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The Point of Need

“The closer you are to the point of need, the more you can charge,” writes Seth Godin.

  • Airport food is outrageously expensive, but people buy it, because they’re stuck.
  • If you need a computer part tomorrow, you pay FedEx to make it happen.
  • If the pipes burst in your house, you sell your firstborn to pay the plumber.

How does this apply in the church world? We’re not “charging” anything, but we do want people to accept something–the life Christ offers. Just as people will part with their money when confronted by an urgent need that money can solve, people will respond to God’s truth when they are at point of need.

How do we get close to that point of need?

On Sunday morning at Anchor, and at churches across America, the people listening in the pews certainly have needs. But most are not at a point of urgency. Their lives are at least okay. No need to make any big changes.

But down the road from Anchor is a bar. On Sunday morning, there’s probably a guy slouched in a darkened booth nursing a beer, staring blankly, unhappy, not wanting to leave and have to face whatever awaits him–wife and kids, work, bills, an ailing car. He lives with cloud constantly around him, and would love for something to change in his life.

How do we get close to that guy?

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