Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Exploring my failure of nerve


“The word decision means literally ‘to cut away.’  When one makes a decision, one is making choices, which includes the choice of being willing to give something up… the less confidence leaders have in their ability to stand alone after they make a decision, the less likely they are to make one.” – Edwin Friedman

When I read this, a lightbulb went on…  and revealed an ugly and scared place that desperately needs the wilderness of Lent.
I have a love / hate relationship with decisions.  I can be fairly decisive (or is it impulsive) and then agonize over whether I made the right choice… or, I can be extremely hesitant to decide because I don’t want to eliminate any possibilities.

As an example, we recently decided to buy a new washing machine.  And so I started doing research into a new washing machine: brands, reliability, features, cost, stores, warranties, etc.
I bought a washer / dryer pair at a deep discount at a local appliance store and scheduled the delivery for two weeks later.  

One week later, I had gotten my money back and canceled the delivery… deciding we didn’t actually NEED a new washer. The one we currently had actually worked.  It cleaned our clothes well enough.  It didn’t need quarters.  It seemed like a ‘white people problem’ to even consider buying a new machine. 

One week after that, I was back in the store, buying another washing machine...

This is a ridiculous example of my failure of nerve.

As I’ve started reading this book, I keep recognizing myself as a leader who lacks nerve.  I haven’t yet worked through whether, as Christ followers, we are called to be the kind of leaders that Friedman is calling for, but I am taking his criticisms to heart.

This fear of standing alone after the decision is made… (and I'm not talking washing machines here, I'm talking parenting, ministry, relationships - everything) is the wilderness where I need to go and meet God during this Lenten season.  This is the fear that cripples me as a leader… especially because I think I fall into the lie of believing that I stand alone.  What would God be able to do through me if I stopped fearing the fall out of decisions... and willingly entered the sabotage and suffering that will surely follow any truly courageous choice?

Friday, February 3, 2012

Church isn't Sexy?


A few evenings ago, at dinner, my eight year old son admitted that he had been using a word in his vocabulary, but wasn’t exactly sure he knew what it meant or that he was using it appropriately.  The word was “necessarily.”  I would have never guessed he was unsure of the meaning, because he had been using it correctly in context for a little while.  Turns out, he did know what it meant… he was just checking.

I find myself in a similar situation.  I’ve been hearing a word being used in conversations about the church.  It’s a word I’ve heard used in other contexts… but I’m having a hard time figuring out if it still makes sense the way it’s being used.

The word is ‘sexy.’  I know it has several meanings and isn’t being used in the most obvious sense – of being concerned with sex, provoking sexual interest, or being arousing or sexually exciting.  Instead, I think it’s being used as a substitute for trendy or glamorous.  This makes sense to me in the world of design, advertising, heath and fitness, and, of course, the bedroom.  It’s not my favorite description, but it doesn’t bother me much when it is used to describe a car, an ad campaign, a fitness program, clothing, etc.  I recognize that these contexts are already obsessed with sex, use sex to make money, and are image-driven.  In these contexts, something is either ‘sexy’ or not sexy… and I know what is meant by those descriptions.

But when I hear the colloquialism used in relationship to the church and the lifestyles and practices of its leaders, it confuses me.  Because here, to use this word implies an obsession with sex, making money, and being image-driven.  This may be exactly what those who use it in such a context are trying to point out… but in that case, it just seems like a back-handed way to confront the issue.  I sincerely hope that, no matter how misguided a church’s strategy might be, they do not base their church practices on the desire to be ‘a sexy church.’

Occasionally, I’ve heard people call things related to the church ‘sexy’ in a positive way:  a sexier space, a sexy logo.  But most often, I hear ‘sexy’ used in the negative:  faithfulness isn’t sexy, not as sexy as a big launch, church planting is not the sexy new thing, nothing sexy about incarnational. 

The way it’s used, makes it sound like ‘sexy’ is what we all want, expect, and hope for. It makes it sound like ‘sexy’ is what churches are shooting for.  Sexy is the ideal.  Church can be seductive, attractive, appealing, sensuous, exciting, arousing, glamorous… but, if we choose to extend the mission of God outside the walls of the church building, we might as well come to terms with the fact that we can’t have the ideal.  Instead, living all of life as part of God’s mission is plain, dull, and non-descript.  So we might as well give up our ideal of ‘sexy’ and settle for missional living. 

My response to this underlying assumption is to be confused and taken off guard… While being taken off guard can be really helpful at times, in this case, it just makes me feel like I can’t relate.

Perhaps it’s because I don’t think of ‘sexy’ as the ideal.  I never wanted life with God, life with a community, participating in God’s mission, or corporate worship to be ‘sexy’.  For me, the description of any of these things as ‘sexy’ is just plain weird.

And so when someone suggests that I need to give up my ‘sexy’ ideal, I can’t relate.  I DO desire intimacy in my life with God.  I DO want my life with a community to be mutually submissive.  I DO find excitement in participation in God’s mission, and it DOES involve all of me, including my body.  And I DO think corporate worship can be vulnerable and powerful and absorbing.  But ‘sexy’ as an ideal for the Church?  Doesn’t fit.

Perhaps it’s because I’m a woman and I hear ‘sexy’ used predominantly by men.  This reinforces the stereotype that many women live with… ‘all men think about is sex.’  And so when I hear men coaching other men to deal with the fact that they have to ‘settle’ for missional living, when what they really want is ‘sexy’, it just reinforces the stereotype. 

Perhaps it’s because I wrestle with ‘sexy’ being used as a dirty term to be turned against... like sexy is what we all want, but we all know it’s bad to want sexy.  Using ‘sexy’ this way seems to vilify sexuality and make it something to be avoided, rather than something to be celebrated in the way God intended within the mutual submission of a marriage covenant.

Perhaps it’s because when I hear ‘sexy’ used in conversation, I immediately feel like an outsider.  The moment the word ‘sexy’ is used, I feel less inclined to participate in the conversation.  I feel like the kid on the playground who doesn’t know the lingo, the inside joke.  Suddenly, I wonder if I am part of this conversation… and feel like I would rather withdraw from the conversation than try to talk in a way that doesn’t make sense to me. 

I haven’t brought it up in any kind of seriousness before because I felt like I was being the stereotype of a woman and making a bigger deal out of this than it needs to be… I thought maybe I was nit-picking and nagging.  But it continues to strike me as unnecessary and unhelpful… and possibly even damaging to the conversations that are taking place.

And so I ask a similar question to the one my son asked at the dinner table.  What does this word actually mean to those who use it?  And is it helpful in the context of the Church?

I welcome your thoughts…

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Spoiled Rotten?


Since I was a little kid, I always wondered what it would have been like to have God talk to me.  I had heard all the Bible stories of God talking to people:  Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Moses, Isaiah, Jeremiah, Paul to name just a few. 

I always craved that kind of personal attention… to know that the Creator of the Universe saw me, knew me, and was willing to speak to me. I grew up in a church that did not mention the presence of the Holy Spirit, let alone attempt to lead others to experience His presence.  

In the past year, I have begun to experience this kind of personal interaction with the Lord through an Immanuel approach to prayer and life… but now something strange has happened.

As I have experienced God's personal presence in overwhelming new ways, I have wrestled with the temptation to worship the 'experience' of His presence.  I have a new vision of what it means to be 'in Christ' and to have Christ dwell in me.  It is a brand new thing for me to personally experience the presence of Immanuel... to learn that He is present with not just 'His people' in a collective way, but also with 'me' as a beloved daughter. 

I am so grateful for these visits from the Lord... but now I am becoming a bit more like a spoiled brat.  I am tempted to demand His presence… complaining when I’m not aware of His presence like I was the last time I prayed… feeling like it’s somehow my fault when He doesn’t show up and speak to me like He did before... getting depressed when I experience silence from Him.

Ty preached this morning… and as a side point, talked about a time in his life when he experienced something similar.  He was aware of God’s presence with him and full of God’s purpose.  And then began trying to analyze how he was staying in that place… and trying to do whatever he could to keep experiencing God in this way.  And he spoke of the danger of turning gifts into something we try to control or manipulate.  He reminded us that God’s words and God’s signs aren’t the thing that we seek… but God, Himself, as a person who wants to engage with us and wants to encounter us.  Sometimes, our experience of God makes us feel ruined… because we can’t have everything all at once.  But the Lord gives us our daily bread… food for the journey. 

And I am reminded that I need to lay down my demands and receive today’s gift of His presence… whether it’s an overwhelming experience… or stubborn faith in His promise to be with His people.