2009 Ireland Missions Trip Day 3

•21/05/2009 • 1 Comment

Today was great!  We visited Monasterboice to see some of the most amazing Celtic crosses anywhere.  That wasn’t the highlight of the day though.  The best part was going to Drogheda to lead a Furnace prayer meeting.  It was so amazing!  The people here are hungry for a move of God.  They long to see the fires of prayer burn bright!  What a blessing to get to play a small part of that!  We even met in a coffee shop just like back home.  Another cool part of our day was meeting with Rachael, a young lady who’s very interested in joining the Furnace Midwest internship in the fall.  It’s a long way to come, but totally worth it!

Enjoy the video and pictures!

Vanessa made a new friend

Vanessa made a new friend

Monasterboice.  Ruins of 6th century monastary.

Monasterboice. Ruins of 6th century monastary.

Estate near Monasterboice

Estate near Monasterboice

The crew in front of a beautiful cross

The crew in front of a beautiful cross

Kirsty and Shannon, our praise team for the night

Kirsty and Shannon, our praise team for the night

Lots of prayers and hugs at the Furnace prayer meeting

Lots of prayers and hugs at the Furnace prayer meeting

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2009 Ireland Missions Trip Day 2

•20/05/2009 • Leave a Comment

Today was great!  Tomorrow begins a very busy ministry schedule so today we filled up our collective batteries visiting some significant ruins from Ireland’s great history.

We visited Kells, one of Ireland’s oldest monasteries, then headed over to Trim to visit Trim Castle.  Lastly, we stopped at Bective Abbey, a 12th century monastary, and spent some time praying.  What an amazing place to seek God!

Check out the video and pictures below.  More great stuff coming tomorrow!

Apparently digging up graves was a problem in Kells

Apparently digging up graves was a problem in Kells

Steeple entryway in Kells

Steeple entryway in Kells

The team near Trim Castle

The team near Trim Castle

Bective Abbey

Bective Abbey

Tree at Bective.  Reminds me of Psalm 1:1-3.

Tree at Bective. Reminds me of Psalm 1:1-3.

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We Made it to Ireland!

•19/05/2009 • 1 Comment

We made it to Ireland! After flying through the night and loosing six hours, we arrived in Dublin, picked up our car, bought groceries, and drove out to Slane Farm Cottages in County Meath. There’s never much to report the first day since you feel like the walking dead until you adjust to the time difference.

Our phone number here is 011 353 87 664 5183. Please remember, we are six hours ahead if you decide to call. If there is no answer, it’s because we’re sleeping or in a meeting.

Here are some pictures from day 1…

A snack before taking a serious nap!

A snack before taking a serious nap!

Piling in the car to go eat.

Piling in the car to go eat.

Irish signpost.  Going in to Slane.

Irish signpost. Going in to Slane.

Ancient road marker across the street from our cottage.

Ancient road marker across the street from our cottage.

Dinner at a proper Irish pub

Dinner at a proper Irish pub

Vanessa, Bethany, and Jarica barely awake and ready to eat something besides airplane food.

Vanessa, Bethany, and Jarica barely awake and ready to eat something besides airplane food.

Another update to come tomorrow!

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My Life Sung by Four Voices

•14/05/2009 • Leave a Comment

Here’s one from a while back I wanted to share with you…

I was listening recently to a 500 year old benediction, sung in Latin, by a four voice choir.  There were several things that struck me about the piece.  One was the way the song sounded so full and rich, even though it was only four voices, no accompaniment, no effects or processing.  Just four voices lifting praises to God.  Another was how beautiful and melodic the music was.  It seemed to gently rise and flow like small waves on the water.  It was a far cry from the four chord wonders we play in church today.  Lastly, even though I understood not one of the words being sung, I was moved. Moved to tears, moved to meditate on God’s great beauty and, because the choral was birthed from Psalm 51, moved to repentance.  I found myself asking forgiveness for my severe inadequacies in expressing worship to The Father, my inability to communicate to Him beyond simple, base expressions, and for the shallowness my own spiritual well.

I’ve often thought about the idea that my life could be a song to The Lord.  I’ve even sung it in church “My life’s a love song to you”.  But what kind of song am I?  I’ve also watched movies and thought, “If my life were a movie, what kind of movie would it be?”  A complicated drama directed by Oliver Stone?  A heartwarming romance starring Hugh Grant?  A Will Ferrell comedy?  Or a sprawling epic of bravery and history making events?  I would love to believe that my life is an epic story of heroism and courage.  Unfortunately, I live much of it like a Disney, straight to DVD forgetable film. The difference?  Like movies, it’s often the cost that separates the great from the mediocre.  It simply costs too much to do great things. Constant devotion to their instrument makes a musician great.  Hours every day in front of a canvas allows a painter to make color and shade come alive.  And a focused life of prayer, fasting, worship, and selfless service equips a person to do great things for God, spilling over with beauty that inspires others to do the same. Like I said, the cost we are willing to pay is what makes the difference.

So what am I?  What do I want my life to be?  A four chord wonder or a radiant benediction swelling with a depth and sincerity?  Am I a made for TV movie or a massive life-changing film? I guess that depends on how much I’m willing to spend and whether or not I stick to my commitments to God and not be tempted by what comes easy.  I guess it comes down to Psalms 19:14, “May the words of my mouth and the thoughts of my heart be pleasing to you, O Lord, my rock and my redeemer.” Am I going to produce the movie of my life to please God, or my self?  Am I singing the song of my heart for God’s enjoyment or to impress others?

“Lord, as the song of my life is sung, let it be a masterpiece that is lovely to your ears and compelling to all who hear it.  Give me the grace to keep living the epic when what is easy, comes natural, and is safe is calling my name.  I love you!”

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Doris the Starfish

•05/05/2009 • 1 Comment

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There is a group of interns that I have the honor of meeting with on a regular basis.  We pray together, read the dead guys, and hold each other accountable.  For a few months now, we’ve been mulling over Isaiah 58.  It’s really gotten a hold of us! Break the chains of injustice, set the oppressed free, and feed the hungry.  It’s a picture of God’s heart and a list of things that we should be doing if we call ourselves believers.

It’s so easy to look at the massive need in our world and become totally overwhelmed!  But God doesn’t ask us to fix it all, he just asks us to do something.  So my four interns decided to sponsor a child in Kenya (that’s her picture above).  They combined what little spare income they had and gave it to an orphanage so that a little girl can have food, shelter, and clothing.  It’s an incredible honor when we act and become the answer to someone’s prayer. I know what you’re thinking, “So what.  It’s only one little girl.  What kind of difference will it make in the long run?”

Consider the following story by Loren Eiseley.  My youth pastor used to tell it to me when I was a teenager:

Once, after the tide went out, there were thousands of starfish laying out on the beach.  They were dying because there was no way for them to get back into the water.  The sun was rising and the poor starfish were literally baking in the heat.  Running along the beach was a little boy.  He was frantically grabbing the starfish and tossing them back into the ocean.  As he continued along the beach, he met an older man.  When the old man asked what he was doing, he explained that he was saving the starfish from dying on the beach.  The man replied, “Are you crazy?  The beach goes on for miles and there are thousands of starfish out here.  How can you think you can possibly make a difference?”  The boy reached down, grabbed a starfish, tossed it into the ocean, and said, “It made a difference to that one!”

I received a new picture, the other day, of our little starfish named Doris.  She’s wearing a school uniform and has the most beautiful smile on her face.  It was a $360 picture and was worth every cent! As you wonder if you can possibly make a difference in a world with so much poverty, disease, and hunger please realize you can. You may not be able to save the world, but you can make a difference in the life of a starfish or two.

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Tender Moments II

•20/04/2009 • 2 Comments

Tonight I got to take a turn putting my 6 year old to bed.  We were snuggled up together reading a book.  It’s so great reading with him because he really gets into the story.  He’s learning to read and often wants to tell parts of the story to me.  I kept looking up at him, amazed that he’s really my son.  I stopped reading for a moment to tell him how blessed I am to have him in my life.  I told him how big he’s getting and that I can’t believe he’s already 6.  He turned, pressed his buttock against me, and farted.

I love you Hudson.

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Inst-Ache! The Instant Mustache Spray!

•20/04/2009 • 2 Comments

One thing I love about having three boys is their instant willingness to do anything silly or disgusting.  With this commercial parody we did them both!

Granted, Cole didn’t want to have a mustache painted on, but he was a great sport about me photoshopping him in some goofy pictures.  In one picture he really is crying.  He was in a strange pre-teen mood that day and I was trying to cheer him up by taking some funny pictures.  The cheering-up effort didn’t work…

Hudson was a natural.  A couple of takes is all it took.  He refused to get out of costume or wash off the mustache for the rest of the day.

Forrest took the brunt of the abuse.  We spent a loooong time shooting in the bathroom.  He was fully aware of how silly he looked but dove in enthusiastically.  He wants to make films when he grows up so I try to provide opportunities like this to have fun and walk him through the process.

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Cramming Religion Down Your Throat!!

•16/04/2009 • 5 Comments

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I overheard a conversation the other day between two people who grew up in Christian homes.  Neither of these people are serving God today.  In fact, both of them have made choices that would be deemed very un-christian.  Teen pregnancy, heavy drinking, and a very obnoxious unbiblical world view were all part of life for them.  I understand that not everyone who grows up in a believing family decides to walk the walk.  However, it was what was said by one of these people that got me thinking.

What do you expect when you have religion crammed down your throat growing up?”  So is passing your faith on to your children “cramming religion down their throats”?  It’s a question I posed on the web site SoulPancake and got varied responses.  So your parents made you go to church.  They made you go to school too.  Does that mean they “crammed education down your throat”?  They probably bought you Christmas presents every year.  Does that mean cool gifts were “forced upon you”?  Please pardon your parents for caring enough about you that they don’t want you to spend eternity in hell.  I suppose if they were better people they would have just left you to burn you self-absorbed turd!  (Sorry about that.  Allow me to regain my composure.)

The point is this: we are all responsible for the choices we make.  We’ll all stand before God to give account for the way we lived our lives.  Using the excuse “my parents crammed religion down my throat” is just a horrible cop-out.  Take responsibility for your own idiotic decisions.  We all make them so grow up and stop blaming your parents.  As parents, we have a mandate from God to raise our children by the Book (Proverbs 22:6) and we will be held accountable for it.  Knowing this, I’d rather have my kids unhappy with all that “God stuff” than have to answer to The Almighty for not sharing The Truth with my children.  I fear God more than my three younglings!

As the Body of Christ, we have to think generationally.  The church will not end when we pass away.  Lovingly nurturing our children to a passionate relationship with Jesus is an awesome ministry and should be a high priority above careers, hobbies, or other fading pursuits.  We brought them into this world and we need to show them how to make it safely out!  Psalm 127:4 compares our children to arrows in a warrior’s hands.  We can prepare them to do serious damage to the kingdom of darkness.  This doesn’t happen by itself.  Invest in your children’s eternity, even at the risk of them gagging… a little…

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The Greenroom Effect

•03/04/2009 • 6 Comments

America is obsessed.  We’ve become so enamored with celebrities that an entire industry has been built around providing cosmetics, weight-loss products, and clothing lines to help the common person “look like a star”.  We pay film actors the GNP of a small country, and like that’s not enough we hold awards ceremonies that take great effort to sit through without aging several years.  Meanwhile, the names of the award winners are reported with the urgency of a presidential election.  Why do we worship these people and why do we care so much about how they decorate their homes, take their vacations, or behave while having a night out?

The really troubling thing to me is not that the entertainment industry keeps churning out the “next big star” while incessantly celebrating itself.  After all, it’s a business built on vanity.  There’s no hidden agenda there.  It’s to entertain us while making obscene amounts of money doing it.  The thing that troubles me is the spilling over of the celebrity culture into christian ministry. We put on conferences and think hard about which “big name” to bring in, otherwise people might not come.  We put up with demanding riders and pay large sums so that “the word can go out”.  Young people line up for autographs after their favorite christian band has played and we even attaboy our favorite singers with their own awards show.  Something doesn’t feel right about handing someone a trophy for a song they supposedly wrote for an Audience of One.

The disturbing thing about this trend is that it distorts the expectations of those called to christian service.  Success in ministry stops being equated with obedience and fruit bearing and begins to mean getting your picture on a conference flier or landing a record contract.  In other countries, stepping into ministry rarely means a paycheck and can often lead to losing your family or even your life.  What have we done to the next generation of preachers, pastors, and minstrels by choosing to show favoritism, special recognition, and “star treatment” to this generation of celebri-ministers?  I think we’ve unintentionally communicated that, unless your ministry is broadcasted, recorded, or performed in front of a large audience, it’s insignificant.

Occasionally I receive an invitation to step back into the “green room” at a conference or concert.  The atmosphere is generally the same in each one.  Friends and hangers-on of the various musicians and speakers all camped out, laptops open, cell phones texting.  The band members and guest preachers are usually friendly and upbeat, but the aforementioned “support players” generally carry an air of self-importance that can’t be ignored.  It’s a tangible arrogance that should be foreign among believers. I’m not alone in this perception either.  A good friend of mine spent some time traveling with a well known Christian band and could hardly tolerate being in the green room.

In sharp contrast to the green rooms of christian conferences and concerts, I’ve had the privilege of being on the set of a couple of major Hollywood motion pictures.  I stood next to some of the most well known actors and directors in the world.  The difference?  Everyone was so nice! With the exception of a few grumpy assistant directors, there was a general sense of comradeship.  I vividly remember some great conversations and a genuine sense of caring as we swapped stories, sunscreen, and shared umbrellas.  We were all working together to invest in something bigger than ourselves.

I think that’s where we in christian ministry fall short and succumb to a celebrity mentality.  We’re building our ministry aren’t we?  Fame means a bigger paycheck so we can keep doing our ministry so we can get another paycheck and keep doing our ministry and… you get the picture.  Instead of humbly coming together and uniting under the greatest vision of all, we’re comparing units sold and venues played.  Instead of seeing ourselves as blessed to receive the love and favor of God, we classify and rank ourselves by public recognition. It’s funny how we can borrow from the Hollywood way but not even get it right.

John chapter 13 tells a story about Jesus, the most famous and influential man who ever lived (not to mention almighty savior of the world).  In this story He tied a towel around his waste and, one by one, he washed his disciples feet.  It was a chore reserved for the lowliest of servants.  When he was done he said, “I have given you an example to follow. Do as I have done to you.”  I think maybe, just maybe, if we took His example and served instead of seperated, humbled ourselves instead of expected special treatment, we might just produce an epic together that’s greater than any story ever told through a Hollywood film camera.


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He Drove a Corvette

•29/03/2009 • Leave a Comment

“He Drove a Corvette”.  I don’t recall ever seeing those words on someone’s headstone.  I’ve also never seen “He Wore Abercrombe”, “She Always Looked Nice”, or “HALO Champion”.  While I’m at it, I’ve never seen “Rotary Club Member”, “Rock Star”, or “Pastor’s Favorite” either.  In fact I’ve seldom, if ever, heard about a person’s possessions or positions when their life is being remembered.

I got to thinking about the people I know who have had the greatest impact on my life.  I mean people who helped to shape who I am today. For the life of me I can’t remember what kind of car they own.  I couldn’t tell you whether they use a Blackberry or an iPhone.  I have no idea where they shop for their clothes or what kind of cologne they wear.  I honestly don’t know how popular they were in college or if they were any good in sports.

The thing I do know about them is their character.  They’re caring people, compassionate people.  They have a way of making you feel important even though many people would like their attention.  They have great attitudes and seem to see the positive in just about every circumstance.  They have integrity and follow through with their commitments.  What you see s what you get with them and there’s no room for doubt about their love for God and people.  It’s their character that leaves a legacy, not their ability to preach, run a program, make money, or look good.

So why do we spend so much time and resources on things that fade? I don’t know, but I do know that, when it’s all said and done, no one’s going to care if I owned a Mac or a PC.  At my funeral the kind of car I drove probably won’t be discussed.  The only one who will remember where I got my hair cut will be the woman who cuts my hair.  The memories I leave will be of my character, my attitude, how I treated others.

The Invisible Church member knows this and is aware of how their character and attitude speak to those around them.  To quote St. Francis of Assisi, “It is no use walking anywhere to preach unless our walking is our preaching.