Monday, November 19, 2012

Small Sips Admires The Cake Centerpiece

The Good Ol' Days. Jan at A Church for Starving Artists notes the necessity for evolution in the church:
The Church is slow at evolving. 
  • It used to be true that church women’s groups were formed as an outlet to promote the leadership and gifts of women because those women could not serve as official leaders of the church.  But today, most church boards (in congregations that allow the ordination of women) are predominantly female.   Note:  A very nice church lady once came to my office years ago complaining that “all the women leaders” were coming elders now so how was she supposed to get Circle Leaders?
  • It used to be true that pews were created to seat worshippers in a way that made sense.  But now I see pastors with screwdrivers lurking around the sanctuary wondering . . . 
  • It used to be true that Pastors stood in pulpits to preach both for symbolism and acoustics.  But now, some pastors find it more intimate and authentic to step away from the pulpit.
We can expect all the cool things we now laud as new and fresh (screens?) to evolve as well, and we would be wise to let that happen with minimal drama. It’s okay.  Evolution is good.
I read a quote the other day suggesting that Jesus intended to start a movement for the future, but Christians have made it into a religion of the past. We cling to and even worship the good old days rather than openly wonder how we need to adapt to changing times around us. And most of the time we're one of the slowest institutions to do so. Evolution is indeed good.

Poor in spirit, indeed. Jamie reflects on what she sees in the suburbs:
I believe Jesus has competition in the American suburbs like no place else on Earth. Everyone here is surrounded by so much shiny new stuff, it's hard to see the Light. Here, depravity is hidden behind tall double doors, and the things that separate us from God often come gleaming, right out of the box. The contrast between Dark and Light has been cleverly obscured by the polish of materialism and vanity.  
Here, poverty is internal, hunger is spiritual, and need feels non-existent. But it's there. 
Behind the facade of perfection in Cougar Town, past the fake boobs and fancy cars and fat paychecks, and at the bottom of aaalll thoooose wine glasses, there's a need so desperate, a loneliness so great, and a brokenness so crushing that you can practically hear the collective cry for Redemption. But the beautiful thing to be found in all of that mess is that there's a Savior here, too, and He's ready to fulfill his promises. 
I've been thinking a lot lately about how well most of us hide our problems unless one is really paying attention. We want to be seen as successful, well-adjusted, stable, personable, but we may just be really good at disguising our messes.

I'm as guilty as anyone. I think being in such a public role only exacerbates it sometimes.

I quit. Apparently this is a real thing:

Tune in on Tuesdays for TLC's new show, Say Yes to the Baptism Dress.

But, I got nothing. Baptisms tend to have a social component, which is fine, but this takes things to ludicrous speed.

Misc. Another from Jan about the church's need to adapt. Tim on what church leaders can learn from public scandals. Lots of praise for Rachel Held Evans' book.