Archive - August, 2012

The Grind (Guest Post)

I am happy to introduce my good friend Elizabeth (Liz) Sawatzky. I met Liz approximately 8 years ago, and since then a friendship has blossomed that is very important to me. Liz is passionate about both MCC and the environment, to name a few things.  Liz has been working on something new that involves her personal story and her passion to support MCC, in fact she’s been working very hard! I’m excited that she can share her journey and thoughts in this space. -Heidi

And his disciples asked him, saying, Rabbi, who sinned, this man, or his parents, that he should be born blind?  Jesus answered, Neither did this man sin, nor his parents: but that the works of God should be made manifest in him. John 9:2-3

Various Christians I’ve encountered, in response to this passage, have told me something like: “See Liz, you were born with cerebral palsy so that God can use you more”

Oh yes, how blessed I am to have severely tight muscles and painful inflammation.  I pity those who don’t walk with a limp.  I just need to sit here and wait till God shines his face upon me and I am healed.

(Hopefully you picked up on the sarcasm.)  The sad thing is that I once sought comfort in these verses. “God’s got something big for me, that’s the only explanation for my having a birth defect.”

Recently, my friend told me that the Greek text makes it clear Jesus is speaking to this certain blind man.  In other words, the passage is not suggesting that that “the works of God will” necessarily be made manifest in everyone who is faced with some physical or mental challenge.  Sometimes we just don’t know the reason why God allows hardships.

I’m not going to get into a discussion of the causes (moral or otherwise) of birth defects. Instead, I want to talk about how society—the Christian community in particular—treats those whom they see as ‘less capable’.  Our tendency is to focus on what people cannot do.  Instead, we should be focusing on what people can accomplish.

Two year ago I started seeing a physiotherapist for my hip.  The pain and inflammation was so severe that I was often having difficulty sleeping, and I found that my walking was getting worse.  Looking back after a few months of hands-on treatment and guided exercise, I noticed a radical change had taken place.   No, I wasn’t ‘healed’– I still have cerebral palsy – but I have been healed of the constant pain.  Even more importantly, I feel I have been freed from limitations: some that other people had placed on me; and others that I had imposed on myself.

I was once told ,flat-out, “You’ll never climb the Grouse Grind®” (a 2.9-kilometre trail up the face of Grouse Mountain. It’s commonly referred to as “Mother Nature’s Stairmaster.”) And I used to tell myself the same kind of thing.  Maybe I thought I was being realistic, but on the other hand I believe I was looking for a reason not to try.  It’s easier to give up before you start.
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Stand, Look, Ask, Walk, Find

God’s people were busy—offering lip service, craving the favor of foreign nations and reveling in idolatry.  So things were, in the years of Jeremiah, when a word was spoken:

This is what the Lord says:

“Stand at the crossroads and look;

ask for the ancient paths,

ask where the good way is, and walk in it,

and you will find rest for your souls.”

Israelwas engaging in every evil activity (see Jeremiah 2-5).  What then was God’s plan?  Notice the progression of action words: stand, look, ask, ask, walk, find.  Pause and repeat those to yourself—let them sink in.

When we veer off course, or simply want to get our bearings, God’s primary recommended action is to stand.  This means to stop.  Not to slow down, but to stop.  In a walking metaphor, standing is stopping!  When we stand, we can look.  When we look, we take stock of our lives and perhaps notice different paths before our feet.  The next two directives are ask.  This is amazing because of course it presupposes someone to ask!  There is a personal guide here, and that is Christ.  Ask where the good way is—the guide will show you!  After being shown the good path, the next step is to walk—taking a step of faith, over and again.  Venturing that path, the guide promises you will find rest for your souls.

We, in the 21st century, far removed from the time of Jeremiah, are tempted to view this progression as a one-time occurrence; stop and ask and be saved—once and done.  The life of discipleship, however, reveals this to be a daily, minute by minute, hour by hour process.  Stand.  Look.  Ask.  Ask.  Walk.  Find.

May you stand amid the distractions of your life.  May you have the courage to look at the implications of your current path.  May you ask the true guide to show you the ancient, good way.  May your feet follow that path, and may you, by the grace of Christ, find eternal, blessed, peaceful rest for your souls.  Amen.

Churchlympics

I love the Olympics.

Let me tell you why.

It’s not for the reasons you might imagine. I am not a huge sports nut. I don’t cheer for any sport, other than Hockey (I am Canadian). I’ve never once played on a sports team, and in high school did not take Phys Ed. I don’t dislike sports; I’m just saying it’s not something I live for.

Instead what I really love is that at the heart of it all, the Olympics stand for something beautiful. If you take a little perusal of the basic symbols, you find some interesting stuff.[1] As perhaps you know, the flag contains 5 Olympic circles that stand for the 5 continents; the colors on the flag represent all nations. The basic notion of the flag is a celebration of world unity. Awesome.

As a kid, I got into this idea of peace. It was the 90’s resurgence of 60’s fashion and ideals, and I was all over it. I liked to draw peace symbols and like a lot of kids at that time started wearing hippie clothes and jewelry. I grew up on a farm and was about 5 minutes away from a tiny village that basically contained 10 people, a post office, and a church. I drew a poster with a peace symbol and slogans and I asked the postmaster if I could hang it up in the post office. I was basically John Lennon, but unlike him I got out of bed. He let me hang it (the postmaster, not John Lennon), but the next time I was there it was gone. This is just a funny little story about an idealistic farm girl, but in my heart I thought I was doing something.

The Olympics are not without controversy; and like most beautiful things in this world it has its ugly sides as well. Sometimes though it’s nice to be able to take something that means well, cherish it, and be thankful. In recent years the Olympics have been striving towards gender equality[2], environmental sustainability[3], and as always, racial acceptance and understanding. And so, the Olympic hope and purpose, along with the exciting and inconceivable feats of athletes – is truly a beautiful thing to me. It doesn’t just think it’s doing something, it is. Continue Reading…

An Open Letter to the US Church

Dear US church,
I am writing on behalf of all of the Christians in this nation who are sick of the culture wars. We don’t want any part of them. Stop taking a stand on issues like the Chick-fil-A debacle and start taking a stand for washing the feet of the people who disagree with you. A recent study shows that nearly 60% of the massive amount of young adults who have left the church did so because the church focuses more on trying to make some judgmental theocratic social order than they do on feeding the poor and loving enemies. You are alienating millions by egregiously baptizing political parties, ideologies, and cultural standards while demonizing your opposition regardless of their commitment to Jesus.

I understand why you are acting this way.  You feel threatened.  You are concerned that the culture of the US is moving rapidly into post-Christendom.  Your social influence is floundering.  You are scared.  While I would argue that this transition is replete with opportunity for the church, you are acting like the world is collapsing.  It isn’t.  You are taking an entirely defensive posture, lashing out at every cultural shift that moves your way.  It isn’t helping.  Stop trying to convert a culture and start focusing on bearing crosses.  If there are protests at Chick-fil-A restaurants today, don’t prop up your social ideals by buying a chicken sandwich.  Instead, demonstrate your faith by bringing the protesters some water.  After all, if you count them your enemies then you should be showing them tangible love.

I am writing this letter as a request. For the sake of God’s glory and mission, please cease and desist. We are all broken and twisted people redeemed by a gracious savior and lord who was willing to pray for the forgiveness of his enemies even as they tortured him to death. Let us speak that message. Let us focus on the true task at hand; being loyal ambassadors of the barrier shattering love of Jesus.
Sincerely,
Scott Peterson
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