Refreshing Video — What is the Bible About?

Received the Common English Bible (NT) in the Mail

I am with Gary in Minnesota, so the dog sleds took an extra day to get the new copies of the Common English Bible out to us, I guess. It will be fun to give a new translation a “test run.” One thing that intrigues me about this Bible is they are planning to finish the entire translation in 2011 and it will include the Apocrypha.

While I haven’t looked heavily into it, one thing TC pointed out in his initial post was Galatians 2:20 was missing the phrase “I am crucified with Christ.” Now, how crazy is that?

I emailed the committee through the Common English Bible website. I wonder if I’ll hear anything back  that question.

Things I Want People to Know About Me

I begin writing this during my sabbatical in August 2010. I will leave it in draft mode until I return to officially blogging in September, and it may never reach the light of day, but I wanted to think about some things I hope people remember about me.

This has come on because I have returned from the funeral of a 35 year old single mom. She died tragically after leaving rehab a few weeks before. It is not known just how she died, but watching two young kids weep over the loss of a mother, and hearing things said about this young life gone, I have wanted to put some things down.

First of all, I don’t want to “open the floor” for people to talk about me at my funeral. 1. I fear there will be dead silence because people can’t think of anything good to say, or 2. they’ll only say stupid things.

That said, I want to reflect on what I really want people to know about me.

First of all, I’m a baseball nut. I have been in love with the game since I can remember anything. I have no idea why. It’s still my favorite sporting event to attend. I had the misfortune of growing up Kansas City, so the Royals are deep inside my bloodstream. I lived the glory years of George Brett, Hal McRae, Freddi Patek, etc. (Frank White is still the best defensive 2nd baseman I’ve ever seen play the game.)

While I’ve worked hard to shed the bad blood of KC, cheering for the Twins (my new hometown for the past 12 years), etc., I confess I still read about the Royals online all the time. I keep hoping beyond all hope that maybe… just maybe…

Along that line of miserable favorite teams, I must mention I grew up in KC, so I’ve always been a Chiefs fan. I’ve also been a lifelong Vikings fan. Neither team has won the Super Bowl or even been to it since I was a kid. My streak continues.

Staying with the theme of sports, KU Basketball is my great love as well. Roy Williams, though he went back to North Carolina, is still one of the great coaches of all time in my book. KU winning it all in 1988 and 2008 is enough. I can’t wait until they win it again in 2028. Hopefully I’ll be able to buy a ticket to the Final Four by then!

I want people to know I love pastoring and teaching. I’ve been in ministry all of my adult life. I’ve known failure and I’ve searched for other things, and thought maybe I was supposed to do other things, but nothing is more deeply satisfying than being a pastor and teacher. They are great joys for me.

I want people to know I am crazy about my family. December 28, 2009 marked my shift into middle age. It was that quick and that stark. And I’ve enjoyed it, quite frankly. That day was Jared’s 15th birthday. He is our youngest. Joshua, my oldest, had just asked his girlfriend to marry him. We went out to a nice restaurant that evening. I sat with my family and was in awe. My oldest son had his fiance. My middle son had his girlfriend. My youngest was 15. My wife looked fabulous. Here we were celebrating life at a restaurant without a playground or video games. We had adult conversations. Life shifted dramatically that night.

I celebrate the lives of my boys. They do amazing things. Through frustrations and all, I have no complaints. I am a grateful man.

I celebrate a time where the boys are gone more and I get more time with my wife. She is an amazing lady and getting more of her makes me happy. Hopefully she’ll get used to me being the only guy around! :)

These are not life changing, earth shattering announcements. These are simply things I’ve reflected on after a funeral. I really want people to know things about me. I don’t want them guessing.

Stand By

I DID have a lot to say while away from blogging, but Mark Stevens channeled me and now… nothing.

Book Review — The Devil in Pew Number Seven

I interrupt this hiatus for a book review. Since I asked for books to review, I feel I need to get them reviewed in some sort of a timely fashion, even if I tried to give myself a hiatus from blogging.

The Devil in Pew Number Seven is a true story. The book was sent to me for review by Tyndale, though I am not under any obligation to write just a positive review.

This is a compelling story of a pastor’s family in the south in the 1970s. They went through horrible abuse by a very deranged individual in their church. I lived through a lot of church abuse in my day, but nothing I saw involved this kind of terrorism. Rebecca Nichols Alonzo writes of her family and the ugly days of pastoring a church in a tiny town in North Carolina. Though the church thrived, one particular man in the church just simply hated the pastor. His abuse included hurling verbal abuses at the pastor during the Sunday services and “anonymous” letters. But it went far beyond anything I’ve ever seen or experienced.

The vengeful man actually set off explosives near their home and tried to contract a killer to assassinate the pastor.

Eventually, through the violence of another man battling alcoholism, the pastor and his wife are shot. The pastor’s wife dies in that shooting. The pastor goes into horrible bouts of depression. The book is written from the viewpoint of the daughter, who was only seven or eight when her mother was tragically killed.

The main theme of the book is forgiveness. It is about blessing those who really do persecute you. The author and her brother work through forgiveness both for the killer and the vengeful old man who tried to blow up their house.

The book lacks depth. I was left wanting to know more. The reader is left without a lot of detail on deeper issues. How did that congregation stay so supportive so long? This is a book that could go much deeper into a riveting story. Everything flies by too quickly.

Overall, the look into abuse and forgiveness makes it a compelling read.

Running Silent

The last two days before my sabbatical are full of activity. I wish I had something more profound to say, but as I head into a week of silence, I’ve got nothing!

In that silence will also be a self-imposed “blog” silence for the entire month. Thank you for your prayers. So many have expressed your thoughtfulness to me and I am grateful for the support. Many blessings!

See you on the flip side.

Dan

Restful Warfare

One of the keys of silence is rest. There is such a need to unplug and let the quiet envelope us once again.

But in that rest comes war. The silence, if we allow it to take effect, will actually us to hear the voice of God more clearly. There is an enemy with a stake in us NOT hearing God. It’s why he likes us having so much noise in our lives.

Coming aside is a paradox. Rest for the soul, but warfare as well. In both we find the hand of God.

Still

Absolutely one of my favorite songs… and the need of my life as I enter my sabbatical.

Peace.

Leaks and Timing

The New York Times has returned to the glory days of journalism. They have to be as excited as the heady days of Watergate and the Pentagon Papers. They’re actually back to releasing truly bad news and casting bad lights on bad situations. They’ve released portions of thousands of pages of classified documents leaked to them about the situation in Afghanistan. As anticipated, the news is bad.

My point here is not to argue the merits of their actions or how this affects the troops, the war, our psyche, etc. My point here is to compare this particular look into a particular time period with another story on Mark Twain. Recently a fuller version of his autobiography was released 100 years after his death. He left instructions to do so because his most private thoughts were so pointed and sometimes “mean,” he didn’t want his image ruined. He wanted time to run its course so a future generation could possibly more properly evaluate his feelings.

Time.

We don’t deal with it very well these days. And this is what I am trying to say about the New York Times and our culture’s rush to judgments. We just don’t allow time to evaluate anything anymore.

We can read those classified documents but we may not know the context of any of those documents. We could read an operative’s report on a particular day and the news is bad. Some Pakistani informant lied to him and a convoy was blown up. Bad news. We read it. We see it.

But what if we’re only get a snapshot into a very thin slice of the pie? Again, I’m not trying to argue the merits of this war. I am trying to point out that when we are so close to “real time” it makes it incredibly tough to evaluate the longer view and a fuller perspective. It’s like blogging. People stop by today and read this post and don’t look at any others, and they could think, “Oh, a political conservative blog.”

Take elections. Barack Obama has been in office 18 months or so and pundits are already talking his chances in 2012.

We are too quick to make snap judgments and not get the long view. Certainly the long view 50 years after 9/11 could be what you are thinking of it right now. But, it might not be exactly the same if we are able to step back, read more accounts, look into a fuller record, and evaluate.

The leaks concerning Afghanistan make for good journalism. I am not convinced they make for good analysis.

Coming Aside

I will be taking a “mini-sabbatical” in August. It’s the first time I have tried this. I pastor a small church and we simply can’t afford to go longer with the time frame, but I am grateful for the opportunity to come aside.

This sabbatical is crucial. I’ve been pastor at this church for 12 years. Earlier this year I felt the leading of the Spirit to come aside and hear what the Lord would have for us as a church. The noise of life has been overwhelming and I just need to hear.

The first week will be spent in a silent retreat. (Mostly silent, anyway.) This will be the most crucial time, since the noise of life has been so intense, I just have too much junk built up. It will take some intense prayer to clear the junk out!

During that time, and probably the duration of August, I will make every effort to NOT be on the computer. Blogging has become addicting! I love following so many blogs and the interaction with many of you has been wonderful.

So, I’ll try to blog like a madman for the next five days! ;)

I appreciate your prayers during this time. It is crucial for my ministry and our church.