I hope this sticks.

Abby and I decided that we are going to start our very own e-book club haha. We are going to mutually read an article, short story or book each week and discuss it on Fridays. I am excited because this will be motivation for me to turn the T.V. off and actually use my mind when I am at home. This week’s discussion will be on:

Christopher’s Article about post-Collegiate life

Kafka’s “Hunger Artist”

I think I would totally do this

Get Malaria for $4000


It's in Seattle, Do it Abby!

One of the best blogs I've read in a while:

Stuff White People Like

Go Now in the Light of Your God

Did your mother ever say "If you don't have anything good to say, don't say anything at all"? My mom sure did. I was thinking about that phrase the other day, and decided that I should give it a shot. I have been trying to make an attempt at letting only love come out of my mouth. Unfortunately, I have been failing miserably. Even this morning, I was on my way in to work and someone cut me off, so I immediately thought out loud "What the hell is this douche bag's problem?". Not a very loving thing to say I suppose. I think it's going to be a process though, I am becoming more aware of the things I say and trying to make adjustments. It's not even a matter of my Christian belief-system, I just want my mark left on this world to be that of love. It's so easy to make jokes at other's expense, or vent out frustration by making biting remarks. It seems like the real challenge in life is controlling your tongue. I am not saying that one should be dishonest with themselves, and bottle up anger, sadness or whatever emotion you are feeling. I just think it's important to have control over the way that is exposed in your life. Anyway, hopefully this blog doesn't sounds pompous or conceded, I just wanted to make my new resolution somewhat public so my friends can hold me accountable. LOVE YA'LL

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Forcing Love

He has spoken

[10:05] Jonas: eff bloggginggggggggggggg
[10:05] Madison Prep: yea but your blogs are always good to read
[10:05] Madison Prep: so keep it up biotch
[10:06] Jonas: my blog is for fun not to earn your political vote whore!
[10:12] Madison Prep: ead
[10:12] Madison Prep: there are no politics
[10:12] Madison Prep: you are the don
[10:12] Madison Prep: and that's that.
[10:12] Jonas: fair

03.01.2008

Me eyes opened as the sound of the radio pierced my ears. There was a smile on my face because I knew the day stored something great for me and my friends. I crawled out of bed and made some unintelligible noise directed at Chris who was reading a magazine on my couch. After showering and getting ready for the day, we biked over to Brandon’s house where he offered us bagels and orange juice. We ate the oily bread and talked about our lives.

From there, we piled into Chris’ flesh colored pick-up truck, affectionately called “the peen-mobile”. This is a 1980s Japanese vehicle that is not made for three people to occupy. Brandon sat in the middle on the way there, and I on the way back. Let me just say, 4^th gear is no fun. Anyway, we made it to “The Spot” in Boulder after the snug ride. Our bikes were piled up in the back. We walked into the building, strapped on our climbing shoes and started working through some “problems” as the bouldering nerds like to call it. It was such a different experience from my first time climbing. You don’t realize how much you rely on ropes until they are taken away. Despite the ground being padded, eighteen feet is a long way down. After two hours of destroying our backs and forearms, we headed out.

As the “peen-mobile” pulled up to Tim’s house, he was sitting on his porch studying and drinking some scotch. We joined him for a cigar and a glass. The smoke billowed through our beards and hair as we talked about heaven, hell, hiking and Tim’s recently deceased landlord. Afterwards, we ditched the peen and hopped on our bikes. I couldn’t help but notice how much nicer drivers are to cyclists in Boulder. We weaved in and out of lanes until our path ended at “The Mountain Sun”. There we shared a pint and some of the best fries my mouth has ever encountered.

With no specific plan or destination we embarked on a long bike ride through Boulder (after a quick stint at the bike shop for some new cages). There we rode, three in a row, making our way through the crowds of runners and roadies. I felt so graceful and so awkward all at once. The air outside was fresh and clean. My palms were aching from the leaning of my weight on them. Driving through the park as the hippies banged on their djembes and other hand drums, I felt a release. Through the sweat my body poured out the stress of my life and the thoughts that consume me.

That night, we sat around in Tim and Jaime’s living room and discussed the important stuff, like love and God. I didn’t really get any answers, but it felt good to be a part of a community. I am truly grateful for the relationships I have in my life through church and life. Days like these make me feel honored to be alive.

Star Wars Love

Sanctified By Glory and Fire

I have been struggling lately in the issue of God’s wrath versus God’s Grace. They are both very evident in both the New and the Old Testament. It talks in Revelations about how the earth is going to see a wrath from God that has never been seen before, but it also says in Colossians that every one of our sins was nailed to the cross with Jesus and we have atonement for said sins.

I look at it like a father who loves his children, but still holds them accountable for their actions. Obviously a fair father wouldn’t just let their kid be disrespectful to his/her mother, or get away with stealing from the local gas station. Does he still love that child when it’s all said and done? Of course! Correction still has to happen, however. This is the balance of life I think, learning from correction and learning from forgiveness. I was listening to a song by Delirious last night and one of the lyrics was “Sanctified by glory and fire”, we are atoned by the glory of his love and the fire of his correction.

I will be honest, I still struggle with the idea of how his forgiveness/wrath is played out. Does Adolf Hitler face judgment for the millions of lives he was responsible for taking? Or were his sins nailed to Jesus’ hands just like mine? It is confusing stuff. I am reminded of the story of Jonah. Jonah refused to obey God and deliver his message to this city, so God had him swallowed by a whale. In three days, the whale spit him out, and as he was sitting on the beach God, in essence said, “I am going to give you another chance, go give the same message to this other city.” Jonah obeyed, and gave this intense message about how God was going to destroy their city in 40 days because of their lifestyles. The city fixed their lifestyles and the bible says that God’s wrath passed over them. In effect, this really encompasses what I am wrestling with in my head. His wrath is evident and real, but the choice is in our hands. In effect, he gave both the city AND Jonah another chance at it. Jonah could have given up on his Lord and walked away from that whale with his tail between his legs, but he chose to correct himself.

Anyway, I am not even close to having stuff figured out, I just heard a message last night on the subject and it’s been going around in my head all day. It’s good for me though, because I feel like God is bringing correction in my life that is necessary. It’s too easy to just keep going through life, taking the easy route. I feel like true liberty comes from accepting that what needs to change, and not taking it lightly…oh and feeding the poor ;-)

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How do these exist and I don't own them?

The Lady Will Have Something of Equal or Lesser Value

How is it that Chipotle is capable of making you so happy or so sad? It really is the best value in the modern day restaurant industry. You get a burrito filled with Grade-A products, excellent hot sauce and it’s the size of a small baby. The endorphins pump through my head like a little boy who got his hands on a B.B Gun when I eat it.

That said, when you get a bad burrito, it feels like you have just been shot. Today was free-burrito day for Dex employees. It was a promotion our local Chipotle was doing for us to improve their customer base. I decided to be a nice guy and grab a burrito for one of our receptionists since he wasn’t able to leave. Now, I am going to go over what I normally get, and what he ordered.

My typical burrito:
-Chicken
-Hot Sauce
-Green Chile
-Sour Cream
-Cheese
-No Beans

My co-worker’s burrito:
-Chicken
-Black Beans
-Corn
-Sour Cream

Obviously, my burrito is the superior product. However, the employee accidentally mislabeled our burritos. So as I bit into that hunk of Mexican glory, I was disappointed to taste the blandest piece of nothingness ever. It was awful. Now don’t get me wrong, I am grateful for the free burrito, and I will continue patronizing Chipotle. I just wanted to point out how much of a let-down it is to get not get your order.

I would marry Chipotle if it was a hot-lady.

Nothing like putting things into perspective...

I will Marry This Woman

American Christianity

I just read this on a blog this morning, and thought I'd share, some of it seems a little pretentious, but overall, a good read:


"Christians traditionally have been worried about getting Jesus wrong. American Christians are not so worried. There isn't the sense that this is a life-and-death matter, that you don't mess with divinity. There's a freedom and even a playfulness that Americans have...the flexibility of the American Jesus is unprecedented. There's a Gumbylike quality to Jesus in the United States. Even turning Jesus into a pal among born-again Christians—that kind of chutzpah is unknown historically." -Stephen Prothero, American Jesus: How the Son of God Became a Cultural Icon

I recently gave a series of messages where I attempted to answer this question: What does it mean to be a Christian? I talked about the Christian as the convert, the believer and the disciple. Those messages are available as archived audio at the Word of Life site.

What I said in those messages was a general treatment of the subject dealing with broad truths pertaining to what it means to be a Christian irrespective of time or place. But as we actually attempt to live out a Christian life we don't do it in a vacuum, but in specific times and cultures, and each age and culture presents its own particular challenges to living the Christian life, whether it's as a 4th century Roman, a 7th century Byzantine, a 13th century Italian, a 17th century Russian, or a 21st century American. So let me share a few thoughts that are pertinent to what it means to be a Christian in the specific context of contemporary American life.

These thoughts have been formed as I have traveled among churches and Christians around the world for many years and have thus been able to gain something of a global perspective on American Christianity. And I have developed these thoughts, not just through travel and my own thinking, but through a dozen or so serious conversations over the past two years with European, Australian, Russian and Indian Christian leaders on the topic of "American Christianity." Here are my thoughts:

Consumerism is the drug in the American culture that we eat, drink and breathe.
There's no avoiding this. And if we are serious about living authentic Christian lives we must acknowledge the elephant in the room...or shall I say the Leviathan in the mall. At its heart the American Dream is a consumerist dream -- the dream of owning and acquiring certain things as the presumed way to happiness. Of course this flies in the face of the most basic truths taught in the Old and New Testaments regarding morality, values, how we should live, and what will ultimately make us happy. If we make the mistake of twisting the gospel into an endorsement of our cultural assumptions we have committed a grievous error that will distort the gospel as severely as did medieval superstition. It takes a concerted effort on the part of the American Christian not to be seduced by the ubiquitous lure of consumerism. It takes real conviction not to allow Christianity to be commandeered into a spiritual means to a materialist end. Consumerism is our antichrist, our beast, our false prophet and it takes tremendous moral and spiritual courage to oppose it.

America is a great nation and great nations tend to get confused about God.
It was Dostoevsky in his spiritual/political novel, Demons, that helped me to first see this. Dostoevsky (in the voice of various characters) explains that every great nation must believe that God is their God -- that they have God on their side. The necessary sacrifices for continued greatness required of citizens by empires, especially as it pertains to war, can scarcely be made unless the name of God can be invoked as their God -- whether that makes God Greek or Roman or French or English or Russian or German or American. Great nations inevitably make a proprietary claim upon God. They make him their God so that God's chief duty is to maintain the interests of the nation. Of course this immediately appears as preposterous, unless it's your nation we're talking about. America is just as susceptible to this kind of delusional thinking regarding God as the other great nations that have gone before us. On a related note: American Christians tend to think, if not actually, then emotionally, of America as a kind of Israel. So that the prophets' messages to Israel in the Old Testament are generally applicable to America. But I would suggest that America is more analogous to the Roman empire in Paul's day than the kingdom of Israel in Jeremiah's day. The inheritor of Israel's vocation as stewards of God's kingdom is the church, not any political state. I remember the time that an important European pastor asked me not to teach on the kingdom of God, because, as he said, "You American Christians all think America is the kingdom of God." Though I protested that I did not think this, I understand how he arrived at that opinion.

Political partisanship has stolen the prophetic voice of the American church.
I recently had a lengthy discussion with several Australian Christian leaders who had just returned from a conference where the topic was how the Australian church could best position itself to speak into the politics of the nation. They concluded that the model of the American religious right was a perfect example of what not to do. The mistake the American evangelical church has made is not in being involved politically, but in becoming openly partisan with one political party. The end result of that action is to steal our prophetic voice. One party presumes our loyalty as their de facto religious wing, while the other presumes our hostility and regards us an enemy. Consequently neither party trembles at our voice or seriously questions among themselves, "but what will the church say?" When the church as an entity becomes a lapel pin wearing partisan of any particular political party it sacrifices its prophetic mantle. The church has a dismal historic record when it comes to its use of political power. God has given the sword of political authority to the state, but the keys of spiritual authority to the church. We should be very wary of trading our spiritual keys for the political sword.

Making Christianity popular in America is not the same thing as making Christians out of Americans.
We Americans are easily impressed by all things big and successful. We find it almost impossible to gainsay that which has massive popular endorsement. So the assumption is that if a particular message can fill churches and arenas and propel books onto bestseller lists, then it must be a good thing. But there is always the danger that we are using Christianity to endorse the cultural assumptions of the age by simply creating a Christianized version of what is already popular, instead of engaging in the more difficult work of transforming the culture through the rigors of a costly and demanding Christianity. Jesus was quite willing to sacrifice popularity for the sake of genuine discipleship -- we must be willing to do the same. The metanarrative of the gospel is, in fact, quite different than the metanarrative of American dream -- though as it is often told in popular American Christianity you may not know it. Vigorous Christianity has always been a subversive and transcendent counterculture movement.

It is still the American scene in the drama of world history and the opportunity begs for authentic Christianity to take the stage.
China and India are waiting in the wings, but it is still America's hour to shine on the world's stage. That means that what the American church does, for good or bad, is amplified around the globe. Just as Paul's letter to the Romans in the 1st century takes center stage in the New Testament epistles, so the "American Epistle" will have tremendous influence upon the global church in the first part of the 21st century. I still have great hope for the American church. We have our problems and our blind spots, but I am hopeful as I see these issues being increasingly acknowledged and courageously addressed by a new generation of Christian leaders. I pray that God will give grace to the American church to model a more costly, and thus a more authentic Christianity to the global Body of Christ over the next few decades.

Anyway, these are some of my thoughts regarding being a Christian in America.

BZ

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