March 17, 2012

5 Lessons From Theophilus

The most powerful and ironic thing about faith is that I think better."Reasoning is good in itself. God created our powers of reasoning along with everything else, and at the end of His creation he pronounced what He had made good (Genesis 1:31). Jesus teaches that we are to love the Lord our God not only with all our heart and all our soul and all our strength, but with all our mind (Mark 12:30, Luke 10:27). In Isaiah 1:18, where God desires to teach His wayward people how desperate their condition is, He says "Come, let us reason together." At another place in Isaiah, He challenges those who have departed from His ways to vie with Him in reasoning (43:26)...

"Always be prepared to make a defense to any one who calls you to account for the hope that is in you, yet do it with gentleness and reverence" (1 Peter 3:15).


It's good to read things that will challenge you simply because it often gives you the means to have better conversations. Also, C.S Lewis advises people to read books that are old so we better see some of the mistakes that our own generation can't.
 
2. Be Confident! Speak With Conviction
First, watch this video.

Taylor Mali's obvious criticism for our generation isn't only that we use the words 'like' and 'ya know' a lot.

We rarely speak as if we believe what we're saying.

Why are so afraid, so full of nyehh that we can't even talk about our own experience without a hundred "well this is just my opinion" or otherwise cowering in fear??

We've bought into Postmodernism.

We think that standing up for what's right, even if it's reasonable, is offensive and cruel because everybody has to find the truth for themselves. We also fear because many of the problems in the world come from people claim to have the truth and think that those who disagree with them don't have any human rights.

Here's Theophilus.

"Myth Number One

"What gives the myth of the intolerance of knowing truth its strength? Its power comes from a picture — not a photograph or a painting, but an image many people carry in their minds. In the picture, a man is being burned at the stake. He's there because other people, who say they have the truth, are angry with him for saying that they don't. I agree that such a thing should never happen. But in my mind is a different picture. In mine a man is also being burned at the stake — I almost said, being hung on a cross. He's there because other people, who say there isn't any truth, are angry with him for saying that there is."

It's really worth it to read the whole article.
 
3. Read Between the Lines
Articles: Talking With Atheists, The Wrong Question

There's usually a reason why they don't believe that has nothing to do with whether Christianity is true or not. Try to aim questions toward that end. For example, I've used this question.

"If I had all the time in the world to answer all your intellectual questions about Christianity to so that you were completely satisfied, then would you give yourself to Jesus Christ?"

Just as Theophilus mentioned, most whom I've asked have paused for a moment. And said no. Time, then to ask what the real reason is.  

4. Meditate On Scripture
Teachers and college professors know a lot of stuff. And they know it. When you're in a classroom with your faith on the hot seat, this can be very intimidating. But there's hope.

"I have more understanding than my teachers" says Psalm 119:99 "for I meditate on your statutes"

Here's Theophilus.

"I start with the fact that God is the source of all truth, all knowledge.

If you say that we can learn things by reasoning about them, I agree, but reasoning can't prove that reasoning works.

It works because of God.

First He fashioned a world that makes sense, then He fashioned our minds so that it makes sense to us.

The only reason we can trust what we know is that the Fashioner Himself is trustworthy..."

Not that you'll know more about anatomy by reading Psalms, but think about it. If you go ahead and trust the Bible as source of truth, you already understand the purpose of all existence and creation. You should recognize the advantage. People, whether they agree or not, often can still recognize wisdom when they see it.
 
5. Speak with gentleness, Reverence and Humility
Articles: Back from the Shadowlands, War of Words
Here's what I've learned.

It's not intolerant to have strong beliefs. But tolerance requires doing so with gentless and humility.

It's not intolerant to suggest that opposing views are wrong. But always with charity and patience.

It's not intolerant even to make a judgement on right or wrong, good or bad. But we must do so without self-righteousnessness.

Religious people look down on the immoral. Liberals look down on conservatives. I've seen Darwinists look down on those who reject evolution. Pro-choicers look down on Pro-lifers.

A Christian shouldn't look down on anyone. We believe we have the Truth. But not because we're smarter or more spiritually aware than anyone else. Only because God loved us and reached out to us, even as we were determined to reject Him.

When we sense Jesus Christ being frowned upon, we shouldn't act surprised, as if Jesus Christ himself weren't rejected and mocked his entire life. And as we come across people who're hostile it should remind us how before, when we were sinners, we could just as easily have been in the crowd of people mocking and jeering at Jesus at his crucifixion.

I get angry that Christianity is sometimes the punching bag of popular media. The butt of all the jokes in snooty New York Times editorials. That it's rejected at our schools and classrooms. That it's written off without any fair consideration because believing too strongly in anything makes you politically incorrect.

But whenever I feel this anger, it's also a blessed opportunity to turn it around and imitate Christ. So when you're biology teacher makes fun of you behind your back, praise God and pray for them! IF someone bashes you for your views, first check to see if they're right, but then treat them respectfully in return.

In a world where snark is valued over humility, compassion for those who disagree with you may be the number one thing that makes you stand out is simply loving the people who speak against you.

Five Lessons from Theophilus



If you're like me, you think you know the Truth. Arrogant, I know. But because it's such a wonderful Truth, we still want to share with our friends. These people range from super thoughtful and intelligent to those who don't really seem sure of anything. How do we talk to them? I take cues from 'Theophilus'.

The name behind Theophilus is actually J. Budziszewski. I've read almost all his articles on boundless.com, a webzine geared to Christian college students and young adults.

1. Be Smart

March 14, 2012

Rest (Inspired by Tim Keller)

It was almost like a summer afternoon. Sun rays beat down on the little beach community and fleshy red seeped through squinty or half-lidded eyes.

I love the feel of it on my skin. Maybe it's a secret thrill over the right sort of skin to ward off cell-killing cancers.(I get an image of some lone African sojourning across the Sahara desert with melanin as his only provision). Maybe it's like the book about the boy with a magical control over plants. Like him, I want to dig my toes in the dirt and turn my face towards the sun, leading a simple life. Photosynthesizing and putting down roots.

The sun makes me think of God's presence. I make sure not to get home too fast.

I can see the white truck parked in front of one of the bright-colored condos. The driveway glares and sends up shimmery waves but there's a truck-shaped spot of shade. A yellow dog sleeps, a ball of furry fat contentment under it's gas-guzzling refuge.

I liked the look of that dog. Straight chillin. On a different day I would envy it. I could picture it, busy with dog things earlier. But when it got hot, aha! The perfect place. All requirements for bliss fulfilled by a white pickup.

My mind seemed to demand a bit more.

Some days I go to sleep anxious and wake up still dreading the day ahead. Hmm. Dreading: the process of hair locking up into dreadlocks. The deadlines and standards I worried about only seemed to lock up further during the night. I thought they would un-dread the night before. Instead, I dreaded. Twisted. Straightened, tossed and turned. My mind was still tangled in the morning.

Life usually seems like a test. Sometimes I do alright. Or at least no one notices what's not. The holes appearing in the backpack I can't be bothered to replace or the chipped paint on my toenails. Compliments on a project that I improvised that morning. The corners I cut, distracted by something more interesting, seem to work in my favor.

Other days my the lack of preparation blow up in my face. It's obvious and painful and I wonder if everyone can see me for the mistakes. Like a sign on my forehead: Just a hot mess.

But no easy shade for me.

It's there if you look.

Hebrews 4:9 Says There remaineth a rest for the people of God. Am I the people of God? I'm trying.

No, you're not supposed to
try. That's your problem. Grace, silly.
Each day I make a thousand little impulsive decisions that demonstrate... what? Power, Love and self-control? No. Fear of failure and lack of discipline. So what?

"

Step 1: Admit you've failed the trial.

That, I can do. My faults stick out to me, frustrate me. I feel at a loss on how to change them.
And the deeper sin is that throughout my day, worrying pointlessly or avoiding assignments I am missing something vital. I am not loving the Lord, my God. I short-change my neighbor, not fully present to anyone for the sake of the ought-haves.

2. Accept Jesus' record instead of your own.

In the eyes of the only One who matters, I'm not simply a whiny procrastinator who often takes on everything and accomplishes little.

I'm a beloved child. One who often works with his hands, doing every task honorably and to completion. Even going as far as to take every failure upon Himself and experiencing restlessness beyond what we could imagine, so I could have rest. Rest in his forgiveness.

Like shade in the heat of the day.
All of us, at some level, feel that our lives are a trial and that we have failed to measure up. A person becomes a Christian when they admit that they have failed the trial and when they accept Jesus’ record instead of their own. Only then can they truly enter God’s rest."

March 13, 2012

Work and Rest - Miniblog

Lately, I've been inspired by what a certain man has to say on Work. And Work and Rest. Tim Keller. First,

let me just be the first to say how odd it is that someone like me is interested in what a super-educated pastor

is saying to a bunch of professionals in New York. It's weird.


But he's Postmodern. And cool.


Imagine the most controversial topics you can think of. Now imagine a soft-spoken bald man in glasses

talk about each of them without missing a beat, always enlightening and always, always pointing back to the

Gospel of a little baby in a manger.


That's Tim Keller for ya.

One analogy compares two professional runners competing for an Olympic medal. One says, "When that

shotgun goes off, I have ten seconds to justify my existence."

The other, if the Gold medal competition were to be on a Sunday, simply wouldn't go. He rests on Sundays.

Which one is crazier?


Often I'm like the first runner, trying my best to live up to the standard (failing a lot) super anxious, driven. Or

avoiding, procrastinating. Because I've somehow let what I accomplish define me.


But the second runner, when I imagine the security he has--- that he takes the time to rest, that the medal '

doesn't define who he is--- I wonder at that.


I want that. That Message: "It's not ultimately about the work you do. But the finished work

Jesus does for you on the Cross if you trust in him. So you can do all your work, not out of insecurity

and fear. But out of love."

It's slowly starting to sink in.

March 12, 2012

Work

Work:

Allow me to call it what it is. Don't trivialize it, mentioning the so-called real world. Hours of School

on top of studying on top of clubs on top of volunteering...

is work.
 

Do all the people I know collect service hours because of their passion? Their dedication to a cause

that colors their efforts with meaning, compassion and joy? Or is it to climb up that ladder of

success?
 

It's work because without some of the long-term benefits, I would not be doing some of these

things. A future. A career. A way to earn a living. Achievement. Growth.
 
There are other reasons, floating like plankton beneath the

surface.
 

Purpose. Identity. Approval. Meaning.
 

In school, my grades and my scores and my performance are what set me apart. I do the

work to get the evaluation to set me apart to get picked to get higher education to have a career to

ultimately benefit my life. And mainly my life. Right? Why does that not sound good enough?
 

What about the other lives? What about the Way, The Truth and the Life?
 

I can't reject Work. Though I want to. Because I use it to measure and prove myself in ways that

are just not healthy.
 

So maybe it's time to get a new definition.
 
The modern world says work is the thing that enables you to do what you really want.Were

apparently not getting this right. An essayist, named Dorothy Sayers once wrote about our

society's workaholic nature. According to her, work is
 
"A gracious expression of creative energy in the service of others."

As from the Bible. Work is an act of love.
 

If she's right, than this explains why I'm so much happier working in a classroom with distracted 13-

year-olds than getting an easy A in Anatomy. Yes. Teaching is what I want to do. And the best

ones always do it as a gracious expression of love.
 

In the same way in my career I don't simply want to measure myself in promotions. But instead, did

I really do my best today? Did I grow for the sake of who I'm teaching?
 
But what about all the other work? If I'm willing to change my mind around, can I learn to see

washing the dishes or getting started on a review packet as an act of love?
 

Maybe more than I think. As I sink my hands into the dishwater, instead of grumbling, I remember

that what I'm doing helps my mother out. As I write out notes, half-asleep, I remember that this kind

of thing no longer has to be a way to punish me and make me feel stupid. I need to grow from it, to

understand my future students better.
 

The biggest hurdle that I have against work is that sometimes it seems to serve no other purpose

than to help me survive and give me something to worry about. A discouraging daily grind. But I was

wrong. There's still so much I've learned

That has yet
                           to sink
                                                                   in.

Since work isn't ultimately just an endless grind,

I feel confident in the direction I'm going.

But I still often get caught up in losing sight of all this

with my icky work ethic, complaining, and the pinball stupidity

of my time-management "skills". It's like I can never catch up.

Please, let me learn the lesson.

March 11, 2012

Rushing All The Time

"Auughhh!"

I heard an aggravated sigh from the back corner.

"Everywhere I go, it just feels like I'm rushing all the time."

J. threw up his hands. The substitute had just ordered us out to make a quiet space for


remaining test takers. Hurry, please. With J. still grumbling, we filed out to the computer lab

down the hall.
 
 
I knew, that J. was used to haulin' it with everything in him at track meets on any given


Thursday. But I doubt that was the kind of rush really bothering him. Don't all of us feel this

way sometimes?
 

All Juniors were required to take the ACT test last week. One section said,
 
35 MINUTES TO ANSWER 40 QUESTIONS
 
Did you think along with me that it was less time than you needed? That was the point. All

teenagers can find over 40 things to fill time. Positive things. Responsible things. Good

looking things for the résumé: extracurricular activities, homework, clubs, sports and

possibly a job.
 

Not so good things: Procrastinating. Hours of pointless distractions. Nights, sleepless

at 2 AM, homework due, watching a clip of a sloth crawling s l o w l y across a busy

road in Brazil.
 

The weekend arrives and the ugly fact is, I feel both lazy AND stressed, somehow. I seemed

to do EVerything. But I did neither what I actually wanted OR what I should have. I neither

answered 40 questions OR gained any points from the ones chose.
 

This is what the rush is like. Busy, yet not accomplished. When do you have time for the big

questions?
 

Why am I doing all this? (Is it worth it?)
 
What am I ultimately gonna do with my life?
 
What kind of person do I want to become?
 
Could it be some of the things,

I stress about

are kind of ridiculous,

in light of what's

important?
 


The average life span is around 37 Million Minutes. That's roughly 70 years. Suppose we

were given a test with plenty of questions, but only a few that really counted. And 37 Million

minutes to answer them. The key to unlocking the smaller questions (what should I wear

today?) would be to go for the big questions (how do I want others to see me?).
 

Surely, we'd spend more time on the bigger ones and less worrying about the smaller

ones, right? But we're taught more on how to succeed on the little questions. School can be

like that.
  
 
I've had Days laying in bed,                                               up at the ceiling.
                                                                staring

knowing I should probably do something. Anything. But I

was tired from 

restlessness

So I rested some more. In my head I

Rest less.

I just
                                          laid
                                                                     there.
 
All day.


I couldn't rest from what Tim Keller calls, "The work underneath all the work."
 
Having to prove yourself. To yourself. And others. Over and over. This is the work that

really tires. Trying to live up to our standards. And comparing ourselves to each other.
 

How is it possible to keep from feeling this way? How do I keep from either saying yes

to things that only make me appear responsible or staring into space, so I can live in

a way that's Rick Warren-y?
 

Purpose Driven. And Meaningful.
 

I think J. has a point. Surely we were meant to be other things besides rushed or

distracted. Surely we were meant to pause. And reflect.


Deeply.

So we know why we feel the need to be busy and distracted. Or procrastinate.
 

As I look for God's answers,

What if I could

create a space

in this blog

against the culture

of distractions

ofneveranytime

to reflect

and really, deeply consider

the Truth

I claim my life is based on?