When Bill Bowman of Louisville wanted to show his congregation, Bardstown Road Presbyterian church, what the ministry of Living Waters for the World means to him, he stood at the front of the sanctuary, lifted a glass of water, and drank.
Although published nearly 20 years ago, Generations by William Strauss and Neil Howe offers church leaders and educators a framework for understanding both those who are in and those who are out of our pews.
What does it mean for Christians to accompany those who are in need?
When I was in the second grade I led a solitary sort of existence. As a result, I was soon reading at the seventh grade level. Unfortunately this accelerated progress did not last. By the time I reached the seventh grade I was back to reading, as they put it, in an age appropriate way — smack dab at the seventh grade level.
LOUISVILLE — Hurricane Gustav ripped the roof from a Presbyterian church north of Baton Rouge, La., and a manse in Natchez, Miss., was heavily damaged by falling trees.
While it’s not widely known in the United States, there is an emerging Presbyterian witness in Russia. I came to know it through James Kim, a Korean-American pastor [Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.)] in the Dallas area. He knows this church because of its Korean origins.
The crisp, hot, late afternoon sunshine in Nicaragua is perfect for playing baseball. Who might want to play?
We notice that the construction crews seemed to finish up the day's work with a bit more energy and gusto; several of them asked me as the work for the day wound down, "Baseball?" Just that one word, with their deep Spanish language accent, and the interrogative lilt rolling up at the end, turned a word into a question. "Si," I would readily reply, wondering what I was getting myself into.
Down the highway, dodging potholes, we pass yet another bicycle struggling up a hill, firewood strapped to the back. Turning into town, the road becomes dirt. Chickens scoot to the side, letting us pass. A malnourished dog darts across the street, stopping to lick the salt off a discarded wrapper of chips. Time here moves as slowly as the bus negotiating puddles and driving around an oxen-pulled cart hauling adobe blocks.
It's my second visit to Jesus de Otoro, a community of approximately 20,000 in the central mountains of Honduras. Six years ago, a group of Presbyterian churches in Michigan and Indiana along with a Christian Reformed Church in Iowa began working together to improve life in this community while sharing the love of Jesus Christ to its residents. This is the eighth visit for some in our group.
A reporter asked me this morning prior to worship: "What will be the first words that you speak to your congregation on..
I think that all of us this week have felt like we have been living inside a Wizard of Oz storybook. Midweek..
Advent 3: Luke 3:7-18
Commanding stages across the land, and even a few pulpits, including the chapel at our Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.) headquarters, the National Prayer Breakfast, and the Willow Creek Association, he laments the global wildfire of AIDS consuming 8,000 lives every day. One person every 10 seconds. Describing the horror of seeing African refugees "queuing up to die, three to a bed," he delivers a stinging rebuke: "We can get cold fizzy drinks to the farthest reaches of Africa, but we can't get lifesaving medicines to the people who need it" most? The lead singer of the rock band U2, Bono, confesses: "I don't have any letters after my name ... I don't even have a name after my name ... but I am determined to turn around this supertanker of indifference."
It has long been the job description of prophets, including John, who came preaching a baptism of repentance. He, too, was intent upon turning around a supertanker of human indifference -- indifference to the Living God.
Scripture lesson: Mark 1: 1-8
Without sounding as melodramatic as Daniel did about his inner life, I recently had a dream. It went like this: We came home, opened the front door of the house, and discovered to our surprise that it was as empty as a gourd.
I do not mean just somewhat empty. When you are preparing to move and you are packing everything up you can say that it is empty when it is still half full of stuff. But this time I mean spic and span--astonishingly clean. If Hemingway had been there he would have said that it was the original clean well lighted place. It was apocalyptically bare.
Dreams are big these days. There is open season on them by both novelists and psychotherapists. Nevertheless, I am not so sure that the experts would do much with this one. It could be beyond the grasp of even that newly evolved profession, life coach/mentor. Sigmund Freud and Carl Jung could have met at Seattle's Best over it, flipped for paying the bill, and left shaking their heads.
I liked it better than "Hoosiers."
In "Hoosiers," the new high school coach in a small Indiana town in the '50's preached teamwork, teamwork, teamwork, pass the ball, set picks, four passes before every shot, and then when the star shooter arrived, all that went out the window.
His big motivational ploy was to get them to measure the hoop when they went to the State tournament. They reported it as ten feet from the floor, the same height as every basketball hoop. It was his way of demonstrating to them that they didn't need to be intimidated. And in the end, they go all the way to the State Finals.
Now it's the '90's. Coach Carter (Samuel L. Jackson) arrives at Richmond High in California, a school that graduates only 50% of its students; a school where only 6% go to college. When he preaches "teamwork, teamwork, teamwork," he means more than passing the ball to the best shooter, or running a trap play to force a turnover. He means taking responsibility for yourself, and for everyone else on the team.
In this funny old town where I live and where I was trained theologically (at Union Seminary in Virginia) a continuing controversy is plaguing Black History Month. It concerns the use of a mock slave auction in an elementary school classroom in one of the conservative (red) suburbs that surround Richmond, the former capital of the Confederate States of America. Ironies abound.
While I make no brief against Black History Month or mock slave auctions, I do question the value of the latter in an elementary school. More to the point, I question the value of anything other than strict, basic education in elementary school (and in Sunday School) for elementary children. Children need to learn the basics if they are going to function responsibly as adults, as citizens, and as faithful Christians.
LOUISVILLE — It was a fine conjunction of forces: more than a thousand people, standing in a long chilly line under a sweet sliver of a moon, drawn to the parking lot of a conservative church in the Louisville suburbs by the prospect of listening to a rock star — Bono of U2 — who admits that he's not too comfortable in churches and that on this tour "the wheels are falling off my wagon a little bit — having no sleep and I drink too much."
ORLANDO — One of the best lines to come out of the Presbyterian Coalition's national gathering Oct. 3-5 came from Jerry Andrews, a pastor from Chicago, saying that as a Coalition leader "I have preened and postured and posed for you" and "almost perfected the art of whining," but now "the days of whine and poses are over."
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