Radical Hospitality

Steve & Shirley

Steve & Shirley

Do nothing from selfish ambition or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves. Philippians 2:3

When tourists pick a destination to visit, the most popular country in the world is not the World of Disney but France. Last year alone the city of Paris welcomed more than 29 million visitors. Of course, there are those who say that the word “welcomed” is a stretch. They say it is a stretch because, at least in some places, the French have a reputation for being rude, standoffish and even surly.

Recognizing they have a very good possibility of losing the tourist trade to friendlier cities like London, Greensboro or Winston-Salem, the Paris Chamber of Commerce has put out a booklet, Do You Speak Touriste? The booklet, which is to be distributed to waiters, taxi drivers, and sales staff, gives advice on how they, as individuals, can improve the city’s image.

The booklet gives some very down-to-earth, practical advice. For example, it says, “The British like to be called by their first names, while Italians should be shaken by the hand, and Americans reassured on prices.”

With one in ten jobs in Paris dependent on the tourist dollar (or yen, lira, pound or mark), it is important the Parisians get this tourist thing right.

I wonder if anybody has ever thought about writing a similar book for Christian congregations. We could call it, Do You Speak Visitor? Every year our churches have many guests who have been brought to that point in their lives when they long for a relationship with Jesus. Sadly, many of these people come away thinking we are unfriendly, uncaring and cliquish.

There are two problems with that conclusion. First, many times the spiritual vitality and wellbeing of these visitors are dependent on how they perceive the church. The big problem is that when they think we are indifferent to them, they assume Jesus, who gave His life so they might have life, feels the same way.

You and I know nothing could be further from the truth.

Because God wants people to acknowledge His Son as their Savior, He has, in Scripture, given us many practical pieces of advice on how we are to deal with people we may consider outsiders. Repeatedly, Jesus told us to do unto others as we want them to do to us. He said we were to follow Him and be a servant to others.

And St. Paul, writing to the church in Philippi, said we were to count others as being more important than ourselves. That, along with a sincere smile and a pleasant, “Good morning,” will do much to advance the receptivity of God’s grace in the hearts of those visiting our churches.

Dear Lord, even as there is joy in heaven over a sinner who repents, may there be joy in our churches over a soul that comes through our church doors to begin or continue as journey with Jesus. Grant that we be people who practice Radical Hospitality with all those around us, in and through Jesus. Amen.

Grace and Peace

Steve

Jesus, My BFF

Steve & Shirley

Steve & Shirley

“Do not put your trust in princes; in mortals, in whom there is not help. When their breath departs, they return to the earth, on that very day their plans perish. Happy are those whose help is the God of Jacob, whose hope is in the Lord their God, who made heaven and earth, the sea and all that is in them; who keeps faith forever.” – Psalm 146:3-6

I have a best friend for most every occasion. One for gossip (not that I ever gossip) and a different one for wisdom (particularly church wisdom); one for drinking wine (Shirley wants me to let you know this person is her) and another for drinking coffee (this has been a group of coffee friends); one who lives far away, and one who lives at the other side of town. And one who sleeps in my bed!

It is very convenient having multiple best friends, because you know what? Humans are wonderful, and also unreliable. They have bad moods, they get busy and distracted, and none of this means they don’t love you.

Most importantly:  no one human can fulfill every single need of another human—even the person who shares your bed can’t do that. So, God willing, we get multiple besties, for different life-stages, celebrations and problems.

People who work at churches, here is an especially important caveat for us to remember: every single person you know will probably let you down or disappoint you at some point. Our work is to keep a soft heart, and clear head, in our dealings with every frail and blessed human being, including ourselves.

The good news is this: God keeps faith forever. So when a moment arrives when it seems like everybody’s mad at you (deservedly or not), or has checked out on you (it happens!), God has always been, and remains, our BFF.

If you need help remembering this, recall that little old children’s song “Jesus Loves Me” to remind you that Jesus is ALWAYS there.

Dear God, for the moments when I feel I’m walking alone without a friend, help me start the conversation with the One who lives within me. Amen.

Grace and Peace

Steve

Excuse The Mess

Steve & Shirley

Steve & Shirley

“One day the group of prophets came to Elisha and told him, ‘As you can see, this place where we meet with you is too small.  Let’s go down to the Jordan River, where there are plenty of logs.  There we can build a new place for us to meet.'” – 2 Kings 6:1-2

“PLEASE EXCUSE THE MESS.  WE ARE BUILDING TO SERVE YOU BETTER.” Yes, we have a mess around our house because of moving. Boxes and stuff everywhere. Today I want to talk about another mess….

You’ve seen the signs haven’t you? New construction is messy, no doubt, but it always says something about the vision of the ones who undertake it. It says that somebody has recognized the constrictions of current operations and has decided to invest the time, energy and resources necessary for expansion.

New construction and building expansions are messy, but not as messy as attempting to ensconce broad visions into narrow structures; not as messy as trying to see a panoramic view through a myopic lens; not as messy as pouring new wine into old wine skins; not as messy as subjecting the vistas of the universal to the constructs of the parochial.

When democracy works right, it’s messy. Justice always seems to travel down tumultuous roads of stops and starts; pain and progress; exhilaration and exasperation.

Yet, the new construction continues, as more of us recognize that many structures of the status quo are still too narrow to fully accommodate whole classes of disenfranchised people.

The recent Supreme Court rulings on the Voting Rights Act, Affirmative Action and Gay Marriage have caused some people to rejoice and others to recoil. But whatever the reaction, I take heart in knowing that in America, the ground is still shifting, and new constructs of public policy and social consciousness are still being created.

If you’re going to make an omelet, you’ve got to crack some eggs.

Excuse the mess while we build a more perfect union… and, Lord knows, we need it badly. Too many people are hurting, left out, disenfranchised or marginalized.

Dear Lord, we are so grateful that our visions do not have to be limited to the perimeters of our current context.  Give us the commitment and courage to carry on the construction of more inclusive habitats for humanity that all your children may be included in the good care of life.  Amen.

Grace and Peace

Steve

ImagePS: Tonight at our favorite Lowe’s Home Improvement Store, I think we saw one of the guys from Duck Dynasty… or a want-to-be. He had on a cap with flaps pulled down, a beard (on him – not the hat), long hair and shabby clothes. He parked over in the contractor’s parking area. I tried to take a picture for your enjoyment… If it appears here you will know that I found it. If I see him again I will try to get a better picture.

Retirement is wonderful. I have worn shorts every single day. Enjoyed worship Sunday morning through internet streaming from Myers Park UMC. We are planning a vacation for the first week in August. It is rough but someone has to do it. I must bear this cross.

Praying The 23rd Psalm

Steve & Shirley

Steve & Shirley

“The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fill no evil, for Thou art with me. Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies. Thou anointest my head with oil. My cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.” Psalm 23

This Psalm is probably one of the first scripture I learned as a kid. Back then it was more of a learning task than anything else. It really didn’t have the depth of meaning back then that it has come to mean over the last fifty years.

I love this Psalm because it reminds me of how God interacts with his children – how he looks upon us – and how he cares for us.  As the years went by and I experienced more of life, became a little wiser, more realistic about how fragile we really are, I began to make my nest in this Psalm… I came to rely on it more.

I remember in Vietnam this Psalm was my morning and evening prayer. I needed to know that God was with me. I needed to know, as people were dropping all around me, that God was there…I needed to know that when atop hill 881 when the mortars came falling from the sky and my team and I started digging fox holes as fast as we could…we needed to know that God was there and that no matter what happened to our physical bodies, God would take care of our soul. Even though I was still very scared, I knew that God would not leave me.

When, at 48, I had a severe heart attack… and almost didn’t live… again through that whole life changing ordeal of heart attack, heart failure, congestive heart failure I have lived with for 18 years, and the fear… my prayer was the 23rd Psalm. Yes, I was afraid… yes, I was reminded everyday this could happen again. But the Psalm was there to bring me comfort that God was there.

Many times when dealing with members who were going through very difficult days – those facing life changing and life ending events… I used the Psalm as a prayer for them. I remember in my second appointment, Mrs. Bessie, a ninety year old feisty lady whom I had visited with in the hospital for months. About two o’clock one morning I received a call: “Come quick, Mrs. Bessie is dying.” All the way to the hospital I repeated the 23rd Psalm to give me strength in order that I may give them strength. I prayed it over and over and over, getting the words out-of-order most of the time. But when I entered that hospital room as a young pastor facing the first member to die… I entered with a sense of peace in my soul that came from that Psalm.

There is something so very special about this Psalm which lets us know that we are loved and never, ever forgotten that touches and renews our soul. I pray that whatever you may be going through today – however big or small – grand or mundane – know that God is walking with you THROUGH the journey – all the way through.

Start praying the Psalm everyday and perhaps it will bring you the comfort you seek daily. Amen.

Grace and Peace

Steve

Passing the Mantle

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It is Saturday night at Annual Conference and everyone knows what that means… the ordination of Elders and Deacons. Have you noticed an ecclesiastical progression during the week? First there was the recognition of the new provisional members and their commissioning (the first step on the conference level toward ordination). The next day us old fogies – 41 of us retired from active ministry – we made room for those coming after us. And now tonight, after years of study and examination by the District Committees and the Conference Board of Ministry, we ordained Elders and Deacons to serve God and the Church. The mantle of responsibility, accountability and creativity with Jesus has been recognized and approved by the church.

Now these new Elders and Deacons will take their place in the ranks of leaders in the church and will be the one who we lead the church for the…

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Called, Dragged & Tagged

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Over the years people have asked me how my family and I came to be called into the ministry. My typical answer has always been my version of the truth. I was called. Shirley was dragged, and Stephen tagged along.

And that has been the way it has been for 40 years now. I was the one that was called and I promised Shirley and Stephen they could be themselves and didn’t have to be stereotypes of pastoral wives and children. We just sought to live our lives as best we could for our family, our faith, and our Jesus.

Over the years my wife and son have been avid supporters of all that I sought to accomplish in the name of Christ. They have been faithful… even went to church when they had issues with the preacher (me).

My son grew up a very, very good and caring child…

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Perceptions and Dreams

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Last night I had a very hard time sleeping. My back was hurting even though the sixth floor of the Terrace is supposed to have new mattresses. I am flipping back and forth, sleeping a little and then waking up. You will never guess what was waking me up.

Our room is on the sixth floor and three floors beneath us is the kitchen and dining hall. As I am rolling around in the bed trying my very best to go to sleep… I kept smelling bacon, eggs, sausage and pancakes. Wow, it was so powerful that I could almost taste it. In fact I imagined that it was almost time to get up and go partake of this powerful breakfast.

I fought it as long as I could and finally got up to go to the bathroom – thinking that I needed to be getting ready for breakfast. On…

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First Mention of Retirement at Annual Conference

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Today we are at Annual Conference… that place where United Methodist Clergy and Laity delegates get together each year to discuss the business of the Annual Conference. This afternoon we were in the clergy session – where only clergy are allowed in and we discuss the changes of categories of ministers… i.e. being commissioned or ordained, status changes like going on disability or leaving the conference or leaving the ministry. Now the retirees have gone through a mound of paperwork and meetings with the conference in order to retire.

Today we made our way through all the other status changes and came to that point where we were going to deal with the elders who will be retiring this year. In front of me is a list of some 33 ministers retiring. I quickly scan this document and came to the “M” section only to find there is no Martin…

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The Blessing of The Toilet Paper

Steve & Shirley

Steve & Shirley

“Blessed are the merciful, for they shall receive mercy.” – Matthew 5:7

There is an old adage that says, “Meet people where they are” – meaning, for example, that instead of telling needful people what you will offer, ask them what they need. What the staff of our local domestic violence shelter said they needed right now is toilet paper. Toilet paper? Someone might query: “I want to offer help with domestic violence and I am asked to offer toilet paper?”

People rarely want to talk about women and children fleeing the parent or person they love because they are being beaten or otherwise abused. People rarely talk about toilet paper either. The challenge is to get the conversation going and the help flowing.

In one of the churches I served, some people were quite surprised to see me walking into the pulpit on a Sunday morning with a roll of toilet paper under my arm and going into a spiel about domestic violence—until a young woman of the church startled the congregation with a testimony that she once needed a domestic violence shelter. It didn’t provide toilet paper. The women had to provide their own. It was expensive and often stolen, so she kept the precious toilet paper with her always.

If we can say, “bless you!” when someone sneezes and bless hot dogs at a barbecue and call it grace—then we can bless our offering of a most basic need in a desperate situation. And so I offered a blessing of the toilet paper to an enthusiastic response from the congregation.

The hundreds of rolls of donated toilet paper took their rightful place with the pulpit, font, lectern and offering baskets. The director of the domestic violence shelter, in church to receive the offering, said the money not spend on toilet paper would be spent on counseling for children living at the shelter. The journey from hell to help, from apathy to mercy can begin anywhere, with anything, and at any time. How about with you? How about now?

Dear Lord, thank you for every gift offered and received, no matter how seemingly silly or inconsequential, or grand and monumental we perceive it to be. For it is all given to assist your children in need, in and through Jesus. Amen.

Grace and Peace

Steve

 

Cosmic Reality Check

Steve & Shirley

Steve & Shirley

“Look at what is before your eyes. If you are confident that you belong to Christ, remind yourself of this.”  Excerpt from 2 Corinthians 10:7-11

There are many kinds of confidence, some of them appropriate to behold and some of them downright annoying. Admit it, you know someone, somewhere, who is confident for all the wrong reasons. We all do.

There’s the guy who struts around because he makes more money than his neighbors. There’s the family that thinks they know it all because they have been to Europe. There’s the person who is certain that everyone wants to listen to her, because she knows she is a brilliant speaker. But there’s just one small problem. She isn’t.

There’s the vain fashionista who tells everyone else what to wear. There’s the martyr who is certain she works harder than anyone else. And of course, in any gathering, there’s the self-proclaimed expert on politics who won’t shut up. They may have confidence, but it’s profoundly misplaced.

In American society, we are forever talking about how to boost our own self-esteem. But when the talk show hosts tell us we need to love ourselves more, I want to respond: Do you really want to say that to everybody? I’m just not sure it’s a universal problem.

So today, Paul tells us to look at what is before our eyes, and to see ourselves accurately. Is your confidence based on something real? What is real is knowing that you belong to a loving Christ. What is not real is thinking you are better than everyone else. We can all use the occasional cosmic reality check.

Dear Lord, you came to earth in humility and took a special interest in the meek and the mild. Let my confidence come from following you in love, and not from self-serving pursuits, in and through Jesus. Amen.

Grace and Peace

Steve

PS: The TWC cable guy got here around 7:30 last night, worked about a half hour, got everything working properly, and was very nice. Guess what? He was a retired Marine. Semper Fi! He told us all the service guys are contact people hired by TWC and that they have very poor communication between TWC and the contact techs. Sounds almost biblical (Right hand not knowing what the left hand is doing.) BTW – James Howell preached on accepting everyone in church… I bet that includes the cable guy and TWC.