Cheers to the Church

Steve & Shirley

Steve & Shirley

“Day by day, as they spent much time together in the temple, they broke bread at home and ate their food with glad and generous hearts, praising God and having the goodwill of all the people.”  excerpts from Acts 2:37-47

I heard the strangest story that we, in the South, could never comprehend. It seems that in a northern city at one congregation this pastor, from the story, served covered-dish suppers at church did not attract many people, but she said that when we started having them in people’s homes, the attendance doubled. People loved seeing church members’ living spaces, after all those years of only seeing one another at church.

My question was that the only reason attendance doubled? Well, the truth of the matter was that some people also liked meeting in homes because you could serve beer and wine. But they were drinking wine in the book of Acts, too. From the beginning, the church knew that worship is central, but it’s also good to get people around the table, laughing, eating, having fun and praising God.

To learn about the earliest Christians, who might have known Jesus and the apostles, read the book of Acts, written by the author of Luke. Like the other gospels, Luke is about Jesus. Acts is the next chapter – what happened after Jesus ascended and left regular people to build the church.

Remember: the church has not always been a building on Main Street. Acts shows the church trying to form itself, long before newsletters, building use schedules, church covered-dish suppers and capital campaigns came upon the scene. And from the beginning, the church ate together, casually. They spent time worshipping at the temple. They also gathered in people’s homes, to share a good meal and a glass of wine. And that was church, too.

Cheers.

Dear Lord, help me and my church to delight in one another’s presence, whether we are in the pews or around the dinner table, in and through Jesus. Amen.

Grace and Peace

Steve

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The One in Front Of You

Steve & Shirley

Steve & Shirley

“Martha had a sister named Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet and listened to what he was saying.  But Martha was distracted by her many tasks; so she came to him and asked, ‘Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to do all the work by myself?  Tell her then to help me.’  But the Lord answered her, ‘Martha, Martha, you are worried and distracted by many things; there is need of only one thing…'” – Luke 10:38-42

We Try to keep a clean house. We really don’t care if you leave moisture rings on the end tables, and we don’t go all Mommie Dearest if the grout’s not clean. I’m just saying that we’d rather vacuum once a week than wait till the dust bunnies overwhelm us.

It turns out that the only thing the world likes less than a messy house is a clean one.  A fellow clergyperson – a normally kind, lovely one – once said in our living room, with clear conviction, “If your house is in order, then your priorities aren’t.” Another otherwise kind, generous-hearted person told us with a straight face that a tidy house is always the result of a misery-making, unhealthy compulsion. Yet another confided that other people’s clean houses make her feel bad about herself.

Now, unless you hoard cats and have visible tufts of asbestos floating around, or make me stop to put on special booties and walk through a cloud of de-lousing powder before passing through your hermetically-sealed front door, I really don’t care much at all about the state of your house.  So why, I wondered, did these people care about ours?

Then I realized that they’re actually in the same boat as Martha. They’re having a conversation with someone who’s not there – their neat-freak parents, society, the ad agency employed by Clorox Clean Ups – and it’s not going well.  We all have this malady in one form or another; some days I feel like the only people I ever actually talk to, regardless of who’s standing in front of me, are my wife and a kid who once said a very mean thing to me in fifth grade. And that’s what Jesus was talking about. It’s not about clean or unclean houses; it’s about learning to talk with who’s in front of you instead of who’s not.

Dear God, help me to remember who’s right in front of me and who’s not, and to talk to the one who’s really here, in and through Jesus.  Amen.

Grace and Peace

Steve

Caring for Those Who Have Cared for You

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Tuesday I had an appointment with my cardiologist, Dr. Thomas Kelly. I have known Dr. Kelly for many years, you see he was on call when my regular cardiologist needed some time off. Dr. William Gamble was my cardiologist for many years. He was there to see me through my heart attack, heart failure and all the stuff afterwards. He saw me through several cardio-versions, medication changes, and a time of great stress and depression.

He was more than a doctor. He became my trusted friend.

What I have shared with many of you before is that Dr. Gamble, who is only 63, has been diagnosed with alzheimer’s, and a couple of years ago had to retire. I have tried to email him on several occasions to no avail. Tuesday, Dr. Kelly let me know that Dr. Gamble was now in assisted living. My heart was crushed as I thought…

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Turn Your Palm

3WlC4B5W1Ge4-IWbELvA-BHizhG2nnrI1XxvjZznIYYThis morning on the way to my cardiologist I received a phone call telling me a friend had been diagnosed with cancer. Allow me to share this poem with you tonight because it reminds us all in all circumstances to “Curve around it. Curve around everything. Turn your palm over and become a listening bowl.” God is speaking to bring you comfort and guidance… open your palm and listen to God speaking to your weakness. I offer this poem by Tara Mohr – hold it close and let it warm your heart.

Turn Your Palm

 by Tara Mohr

I invited you in to the mystery with an open hand.

I invited you in to the lap of love.

I walked you down a golden path

and touched your eyelids when you slept.

Then I turned away

and showed you a darker moon.

You live in the land of bothness–

without lost you can’t know found.

You stumbled like a lost, numb one.

You passed on pain,

covered another’s mouth,

raised an elbow against their cheek,

said “No, not that. Not you.”

It begins like that. It doesn’t begin

with an atom bomb or a vicious fight.

It begins with a small silver needle

that sews its way through and

says, I block this.

I do not want to hear that word.

I do not want to see that face.

Instead:

Curve around it. Curve around everything.

Turn your palm over and become a listening bowl.

Yes: this will turn your convictions to dust

and feel like a slicing death.

What is dying is your prison.

Whatever you hear, let your heart

be a golden sieve to it.

-Tara Sophia Mohr

Grace and Peace

Steve

In The Master’s Hands

Steve & Shirley

Steve & Shirley

If you have been following my blogs, you know that I am starting back into sculpting. In my endeavor to get back into this I have been searching web sites and YouTube Videos about sculpting. One of particular interest to me is an artist named David Lemon, who sculpts mostly Native American Indian pieces. He does a marvellous job. (Give him a Google.)

As I was watching him sculpt and hearing his explanation of what he was doing, he revealed that he preferred to use Super Sculpey Grey Firm clay. I have used some sculpey before but not the grey firm. This stuff breaks off in your hand. In fact, you must cut this brick into small slabs and hold them in your hand to warm them up before they become suitable for anything.

Today I started just working with the clay – making it pliable enough to work with. It was crumbly, almost like a cracker. I would take a small piece and knead it over and over and over (for over an hour) before it became soft enough to use.

We in the Christian Faith know about being clay in the potters hands. Not until today did I really realize what that actually meant. You see, I have always used soft clay. It was already pliable. All the potter had to do was mold the clay into the right image. Today I learned that there is more to it than that.

Until we place ourselves in the Master’s hands to be made warm and pliable – ready to be used, we are of little good in becoming that which the Potter wants or needs to make of us. John Wesley was an educated man, priest of the church, with a method about his spiritual practices that would put us all to shame. He realized that the clay of his heart was strangely warmed as he joined a little group of people at a vespers service at Aldersgate Church and listened to Luther’s preface to Romans read out loud. It was then he knew for sure that he was saved by God’s grace alone – not his own works.

Forgive me for this wording, but I really believe that before Aldersgate Wesley walked with God. After Aldersgate Wesley walked in God. Before, he was striving to be obedient. After, he was striving to allow God to work through him. The clay was firmly in God’s loving and gracious hands.

Dear Lord, thank you for teaching an old dog some new insight into faith and grace. Take my life in the palm of your hand and warm me – knead me – until I can be more fully used to become what you have called me to be, in and through Jesus. Amen.

Grace and Peace

Steve

An Open Letter To Dr. James Howell

600832_3828551964210_854904400_nDear Reverend Dr. Howell and the members of Myers Park United Methodist Church.

I retired as a UM pastor on July 1, 2013 (at annual conference). Someone asked my wife, Shirley, and me where we would be going to church? Jokingly, I said for the first month we will be attending the “Church of The Holy Comforter.” Some caught it –  after 40 years of preparing for worship, liturgy, sermons, prayers, etc. for the first month in retirement we were going to pull the comforter up around our neck on Sunday morning.

Well, we didn’t do that. I have subscribed to your podcasts at Myers Park for over a year now, and participated in your worship every week. James, I love your intellect, creativity, cutting edge thinking, and your love for what you do… introduce us to Jesus and help us walk along side him. Shirley and I joked about going to the church of the holy comforter, but we ended up finding Holy Comfort, Godly Challenge, and Spiritual Inspiration as we participated in the worship every Sunday morning at Myers Park via my computer.

I want to take the time to thank the people of Myers Park, clergy and laity alike, for your vision to intentionally reach out to include people all over the world in your worship every Sunday morning. I hope you realize how powerful and far-reaching your worship service really is… it literally reaches around the world.

To all of my friends, Facebook, church, family or otherwise, I invite you to listen to the Reverend Doctor James Howell by podcast each week. Just google Myers Park UMC in Charlotte, NC and subscribe to the podcast of sermons. If not there, go on iTunes, do a search for Myers Park and sign up there. These will come to you on Tuesdays.

For all of my friends who oversee church websites, I invite you to examine the website at Myers Park UMC. All should include what they offer. I remember getting a call one day at church. The person on the other end of the line said: “I saw your web site and I will NOT be coming to your church. You have pictures of events on there from 2009 presented as if they are current (2012). Nothing is up to date – calendars, sermons, bulletins, newsletters.” I don’t know if this person was a website salesperson or not, but he did manage to make me feel bad about our site. It was not touching people like the website at Myers Park does.

Take a trip to Myers Park on the internet. Spend some time walking through their church and mission. Pay particular attention to Jesus speaking and working through that church. And finally, know this – that can be your church website if you will get caught up in intentionally drawing people to the love of Jesus (you proclaim each Sunday) through how you present your love of Jesus through the web-site.

You, too, can become the Church of The Holy Comforter – touching people with the Holy Comfort of God.

Thank you Myers Park. Thank you James.

Grace and Peace

Steve

PS: I am not saying stay home and watch James in your PJ’s. I am saying watch his podcast during the week. It will comfort, challenge and inspire you. As it does, bring that inspiration to your own website and mission.

Let me ask for you to respond to this blog by saying where you are as you read this blog or as you watch Dr. Howell’s podcast. Let’s see how far the reach is. Forward to people so that this travels around the world.

Worthless Degrees

3WlC4B5W1Ge4-IWbELvA-BHizhG2nnrI1XxvjZznIYYLast night on the eleven o’clock news they reported that according to some poll that some organization had conducted they came up with the top ten most worthless degrees. I didn’t catch all the segment, who conducted the poll, what was the meaning of “worthless” in this poll, and why it was even worth airing the findings.

In this poll, Communications was the most worthless – judging by journalism on television today – I agree with this one. It has gone from the honored profession of the Walter Cronkite days to the sensationalism of the present day. Today it is not news but opinion and talking heads. Number five however, of the most worthless degrees, was a degree in Religious Studies or Theology.

(Since I did not know who conducted the poll, I googled the “top ten most worthless degrees…” and came up with many polls which all gave different rankings for all sorts of degrees.)

But I wonder how could a degree in Theology and Religious Studies be worthless, especially in the top five? If worthless means money, then you may be right. Most people in the pulpit in mainline denominations make less than people with Master Degrees in other fields – which is required for becoming fully vested members of the clergy. We have drawn closer only in the last few years. Had it not been for conferences in the church seeking to keep qualified and talented young clergy we would still be lagging far behind like we use to. The old layman’s prayer use to be: “Lord, you keep him humble and we will keep him poor.”

I honor anyone who has the intellectual honesty and moral integrity, the compassion and calling of Christ, and the maturity of spirit to know that one needs to be educated in the things of God, so that whether you stand in the marketplace, the pulpit, the home, bedside, study or at the grave, you may speak as one prepared and approved by man and God to speak with wisdom, truth and grace, and not speak as a fool.

In addition, in the United Methodist Church, before one can be ordained an Elder in the church, he/she must have a college degree or equivalency from a school certified by the University Senate, a (94 Hrs. 3-4- years) Master of Divinity degree or equivalent from a school certified by the University Senate, gone through the candidacy process with a District Committee on Ministry where we pass a fully involved background check and answer many questions concerning our call to ministry and our theology, receive approval and support from our home church and PPRC, and meet face to face in two different years with the Conference Board of Ordained ministry – where we write papers and sermons, defend those papers and sermons before committees on Preaching, Call and Disciplined Life, and Theology. These are tough committees who are charged with the serious responsibility of making sure you are ready to become an ordained United Methodist Pastor. If there is doubt you are asked to redo your papers and return the following year.

Our education doesn’t stop there. Each year we are required to continue our education through seminars, courses, and convocations. We are even encouraged to join a weekly lectionary group where we study and discuss scripture and prepare for sermons we will be delivering in the lectionary cycle.

I invite the Reverend Doctor Charles D. White, Jr. (former Conference Secretary) and Reverend Kimberly Ingram, current Conference Secretary to add to and/or correct anything I may have offered to you tonight.

You just don’t take a correspondence course, talk with a preacher or two, and they declare you are an ordained minister, at least not a United Methodist minister. One of the questions we ask is this: “Would I want this person to be my mother’s pastor?”

Is a degree in Theology or Religious Studies worthless? It is if you don’t use it and take it deeper and further everyday. But, I want to tell you that as you stand at the bedside of some dear parishioner who is moving into the heavenly country, you will let them down and feel very empty… if you don’t have that knowledge of God and that life of faith under-girding you as you lead this family though their most difficult day. I have an undergraduate degree in Religion, a Masters in Divinity, and a Doctorate in Organizing the Church for Ministry, and for me they are most worthwhile. I wouldn’t trade anything in the world for them.

Dear Lord, I thank you for college and seminary – it’s strain, difficulty and excitement. I thank you for those professors who cared so much for their subject – and that others learn well – that they were willing to teach in schools that didn’t pay all that much… but gave their lives to their students. Thank you for sending them to prepare us for the work of ministry, in and through Jesus. Amen.

Grace and Peace

Steve

Eye For an Eye

Steve & Shirley

Steve & Shirley

Do not say, “I will repay evil”; wait for the Lord, and He will deliver you. Proverbs 20:22

Just about everybody can understand “an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.”

We can understand it because the idea of balancing the scales makes human sense. What is far harder for us to grasp are the words of Jesus when He said, “You have heard it said, ‘An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.’ But I say to you … if anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to him the other also” (see Matthew 5:38-39).

When we hear those words, we want to say, “But it’s not fair! Why should I have to turn the other cheek?”

To that I think Jesus would reply, “If My people don’t, the world will be filled with blind and toothless people.”

Now the reason I bring this up is because of the reaction to the innocent verdict that was brought in on the shooting of Trayvon Martin. (Yes it is still with us.) And if you’re wondering, what reaction? Allow me to share:

* Members from the Black Panther Party have offered $10,000 “for the capture of George Zimmerman.” They said, “We’re going to force our government to do their job properly, and if they don’t, we will.”

* The Black Panthers also said celebrities and athletes are backing their bounty, and they hoped the amount would swell to over $1 million.

* Twitter reports there have been more than 23 different individuals who said something like “(Zimmerman) Not Guilty? Now I Gotta Go Shoot Me A Mexican.”

Now I’m not black and I’m not Mexican. I have no vested interest in the trial other than to say this type of vigilantism and bounty hunting is neither American nor is it Christian.

I will let the politicos speak to the societal ramifications, but Scripture has something to say about how God’s people are to behave in times of unfairness. Peter wrote, “For it is time for judgment to begin at the household of God; and if it begins with us, what will be the outcome for those who do not obey the Gospel of God? And “If the righteous is scarcely saved, what will become of the ungodly and the sinner?” Therefore let those who suffer according to God’s will entrust their souls to a faithful Creator while doing good” (1 Peter 4:17-19).

That was God’s way of saying, “in this world things aren’t always going to be just and fair. When such unfairness enters into your life, don’t react as the world does. Instead, bear up under the difficulty and know the Lord is watching over those who are making a witness to Jesus.”

In truth, anytime the life of any young person is cut short, it is a tragedy. But that tragedy is compounded — not diminished — when members of society express a desire to set aside the legal system and take personal revenge.

Knowing that and hearing the Savior’s encouragement to honor, respect and pray for those in authority, we who are saved have an opportunity to present to those around us another way, a better way: a way which glorifies the Lord and will bless all those around us.

Dear Lord, we really do need some help down here… people are judging others, threatening others, seeking to kill others simply because they are different from us – or because a jury didn’t agree with our opinion about their guilt or innocence. Help us to seek to draw all your people closer together where we can actually see ourselves as brothers and sisters, in and through Jesus. Amen.

Grace and Peace

Steve

 

Another Building FUBAR

Steve & Shirley

Steve & Shirley

“So Christ himself gave the apostles, the prophets, the evangelists, the pastors and teachers…” Ephesians 4:11

This morning I put together one of those prefab cabinets, you know the ones that come with all the stuff already with it. And all you have to do is just follow the instructions and put it together. Well, no fault to the store, no fault to the manufacturer, no-fault to anything else but operator error.

When I got through, the cabinet doors didn’t quite come together as designed, pieces of white facing on the shelves were scraped off, one corner did not hold very securely, and the whole thing was a little loppie-jawed.

Those of you who know me, know that this is a common occurrence with me. You recall, I am sure, I built a doghouse for my dog but he was too ashamed to go in it. I built a toy chest for my son and it ended up becoming a wood box. I actually destroyed many of Shirley’s father’s lawn equipment tools. So much so, that he instructed me “Steve, don’t ever touch my stuff again.”

I am so happy – so very happy that God gave different gifts to different people. Imagine if I had to try to make a living building things, or taking care of lawns and their equipment? I’m so glad that there are people who can build stuff. If I would work for Brent or Rickie my job would be one of two things: either being the runner who retrieves coffee and lunch, or the one who researches and answers the theological tomes of the 2 x 4.

I am happy every time I look in the eyes of a waitress at a restaurant and know that there is a light on inside.  I know that I will get my same glass back after she goes to refill it. I am happy every time I talk with the mechanic and he’s able to tell me the real problem going on with my car. I’m happy every time I visit the doctor and I know that God has given this person the intellect, ability, and curiosity to care for the health of others. There are a lot of things in this world I can’t do. But I am so thankful that God has gifted people to do what the world needs done.

Next time you see a construction site, think to yourself: “I know Steve Martin is not out there working – and thank God for that.” But perhaps when you read a devotion you may say I’m glad he is able to do that – because many times that brings me comfort and gives me encouragement for a new day. It at least gives me a laugh.

Dear Lord, thank you for the many gifts that you have given your people that the needs of this world might be met and your people may be made whole, in and through Jesus. Amen.

Grace and Peace

Steve

An Open Trunk

thThis week Noah is in an Animation Camp out at the Natural Science Center here in Greensboro. I picked him up around noon and asked how his day had been going? He told me that he and his partner are making this movie (Lego movie) which they have entitled: “The Zombie Apocalypse.” This may not be out in your local movie theaters this summer, but it is certainly intriguing to hear him talk about it.

As we are talking about the happenings of his day, we headed for Jay’s Deli for lunch. They sat us at a table for two by the window. We continued our conversation about the looming apocalypse, and how he was going to have little Lego figures flying through the air.

I happened to look out the window, and I noticed this car with the trunk wide open and no one anywhere near that car. I thought to myself: “I cannot believe how dumb some people are… to leave their trunk wide open right here in the middle of the parking lot.” I called this to Noah’s attention, and then it hit me – it was MY car – the trunk not just cracked a little – no, it is open all the way… like a flag on a bicycle!  Apparently, I cannot only pocket dial someone on my cell phone, I can also sit on my keys and open my trunk. Isn’t life wonderful?

It is so easy to look at the mistakes we see around the world – even up close and personal and wonder how could those people be so dumb. And then we find out it is our error… it is our sin, it is our mistake. We are really no different from anyone else. What makes us think that other people, who do the same things we do, are dumb and yet we do not apply the same standards to ourselves.

I believe the Bible tells us that all of us have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God. Not one of us is smarter than a fifth grader. Not one of us is perfect. Not one of us deserves to be called dumb. When it comes to kingdom living, all of us fall short of what God expects from us. But all of us do some mighty dumb things.

Next time you see an open trunk think about me, but more than that, realize that if it were not for the grace of God all of our trunks would be open.

Dear Lord, I don’t know why I do such dumb things, but I sure am thankful that you are there to forgive me, redeem me and restore me, in and through Jesus. Amen

Grace and Peace

Steve