Since my last post was about basketball, I thought I'd post something else that involves the round ball. A friend showed me the video on ESPN's website about Jason McElwain, the autistic boy who scored 20 points in the last 4 minutes of the only basketball game he played in his entire high school career.
What so moves me about the video is not that he scored such a high amount of points in his only game in 4 years, but it is the reaction of the student body and basketball team. Jason has autism, which means he is different than the average high school student - and yet that doesn't matter to these kids. Jason is part of their team, part of their high school, and so they are thrilled when he gets a moment to shine. There is no jealousy that he was the game's high scorer, there was only celebration.
Do you celebrate with others when great things happen to them? Are you empathetic with the situations other people are facing? Do you "rejoice with those who rejoice" (Romans 12:15)? Or are you jealous when great things happen to your friends? Are you a caring community member or a self-absorbed member?
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Wednesday, March 15, 2006
"Guest Vision" in Basketball Liturgy
I thought this was an excellent article about making guests feel comfortable in a new environment (whether its your favorite college coliseum or your church).
What are you, as a Christian young adult, doing to ease the transition for church visitors to become friends? Are you walking around church with "guest vision" or are you "member blind" because you are so well acquainted with your church environment?
What are you, as a Christian young adult, doing to ease the transition for church visitors to become friends? Are you walking around church with "guest vision" or are you "member blind" because you are so well acquainted with your church environment?
Friday, March 03, 2006
The McPassion
It was January of 2004. I was sitting in the "old" auditorium at Willow Creek Community Church in Barrington, IL blessed with the opportunity to go to a pastor's advance screening of The Passion of the Christ. I was excited to see the highly touted Mel Gibson film, but was leery of all the "hype" around it - especially when I saw the words "The Greatest Evangelistic Opportunity in 2000 years" attached to flyers and an intro to the film produced by Outreach Marketing.
A couple weeks later I tag-teamed with another pastor at our church who also saw the preview showing with me to do a message about the Passion of the Christ. I told people the movie was well-done, but very intense, yet could be a great opportunity to share about Jesus' sacrifice on the cross for the forgiveness of our sins. Not once did I say that Mel's flick was "the greatest evangelistic opportunity in 2000 years..." and that people MUST see it.
Then Narnia came. I was super excited about the film because I just finished reading the entire Narnia series to my oldest daughter. But when the church was approached about promoting the film, I was leery once again. I don't feel like the church should be Hollywood's promotion machine to get into Christian's wallets.
Apparently I'm not the only who feels this way. One filmmaker is so disgusted with churches telling their congregations which movies it is their "duty" to see, that he responded to this issue... in film.
I showed this 4 minute satire to one guy and we laughed hysterically together. However, it appears not everyone is laughing.
What are your thoughts?
A couple weeks later I tag-teamed with another pastor at our church who also saw the preview showing with me to do a message about the Passion of the Christ. I told people the movie was well-done, but very intense, yet could be a great opportunity to share about Jesus' sacrifice on the cross for the forgiveness of our sins. Not once did I say that Mel's flick was "the greatest evangelistic opportunity in 2000 years..." and that people MUST see it.
Then Narnia came. I was super excited about the film because I just finished reading the entire Narnia series to my oldest daughter. But when the church was approached about promoting the film, I was leery once again. I don't feel like the church should be Hollywood's promotion machine to get into Christian's wallets.
Apparently I'm not the only who feels this way. One filmmaker is so disgusted with churches telling their congregations which movies it is their "duty" to see, that he responded to this issue... in film.
I showed this 4 minute satire to one guy and we laughed hysterically together. However, it appears not everyone is laughing.
What are your thoughts?
Thursday, March 02, 2006
The Best Birthday Gifts...
Yesterday was my birthday. I like my birthdays when they go by like an ordinary day. I've never enjoyed having a big deal made about me. And so yesterday was a great day because I was just so busy going about things like an ordinary day.
Until I got home.
I've decided that my birthday isn't for me anymore. It's for my kids. While I don't want a big deal made about me - my kids like having a big deal made about them, and since that is "birthday culture" in their minds, they want to extend the "favor" to me. But I learned yesterday what the best presents are.
The best birthday gifts I got yesterday were:
- a spontaneous hug from my two year old
- a homemade card from my 8 year old
- a gorgeous smile from my 5 year old when I walked in the door
- and watching Cinderella Man with my wife
So what "presents" are you getting that you may not realize are there? Are you letting the precious things of life slip by unnoticed because you are wanting a "big deal" made about you?
Until I got home.
I've decided that my birthday isn't for me anymore. It's for my kids. While I don't want a big deal made about me - my kids like having a big deal made about them, and since that is "birthday culture" in their minds, they want to extend the "favor" to me. But I learned yesterday what the best presents are.
The best birthday gifts I got yesterday were:
- a spontaneous hug from my two year old
- a homemade card from my 8 year old
- a gorgeous smile from my 5 year old when I walked in the door
- and watching Cinderella Man with my wife
So what "presents" are you getting that you may not realize are there? Are you letting the precious things of life slip by unnoticed because you are wanting a "big deal" made about you?
Becoming a Lover of Strangers...
Well, it's happened again.
One of the young adults I work with is leaving the church family I'm a part of. Not because of anything I've done (thankfully!) or because she believes this to be a bad or heretical church. Her reason is pretty simple: she didn't connect.
She tried. Oh did she try. She called people. She hung around for well over a year. She tried opening up. But rarely did anyone call her. Rarely was she given a warm welcome by the regulars. Rarely was she invited from the end of the table to join the conversation in the middle.
It hurts. I hurt - I considered her family. I consider all of the young adults I work with to be family. And every time one of them moves on - whether due to job change or marriage or whatever - I hurt. I do celebrate with them if it's appropriate (just as I celebrate with this particular young adult that she has found a different church that instantly felt like home) but inwardly I hurt.
But why did this other church feel like home? She was welcomed. She found a church family that practiced hospitality.
I've been told by a very reliable source that the word "hospitality" in the Greek means "lover of strangers." It's so easy to love those we already know, to go shake hands with the person we just hung out with last night, to call up those we "click" with - but what about the new person, the outsider, the stranger?
The church I am a part of is a very hospitable place - we just missed it with this one gal. The group she was a part of didn't go the distance required to make her part of the family - they left her feeling like the unwanted step child. But rather than just mourn this loss, I want to use it to remind me to be a lover of all people, even strangers.
So I am committing myself to calling new people more. I'm making a decision today to shoot off more quick "hello" emails. I'm going to get back to what I used to regularly do - walk up to complete strangers and make them feel at home.
So I challenge you, as a young adult, to be a lover of strangers. To make new people acquaintances and acquaintances friends. To welcome someone new this week with a smile and your name. To extended the hand of friendship to that new coworker. To take a plate of cookies to your new neighbor. To invite that guest at your church into your "church home" and give them a tour. To help new people connect because once upon a time you were a "new person".
One of the young adults I work with is leaving the church family I'm a part of. Not because of anything I've done (thankfully!) or because she believes this to be a bad or heretical church. Her reason is pretty simple: she didn't connect.
She tried. Oh did she try. She called people. She hung around for well over a year. She tried opening up. But rarely did anyone call her. Rarely was she given a warm welcome by the regulars. Rarely was she invited from the end of the table to join the conversation in the middle.
It hurts. I hurt - I considered her family. I consider all of the young adults I work with to be family. And every time one of them moves on - whether due to job change or marriage or whatever - I hurt. I do celebrate with them if it's appropriate (just as I celebrate with this particular young adult that she has found a different church that instantly felt like home) but inwardly I hurt.
But why did this other church feel like home? She was welcomed. She found a church family that practiced hospitality.
I've been told by a very reliable source that the word "hospitality" in the Greek means "lover of strangers." It's so easy to love those we already know, to go shake hands with the person we just hung out with last night, to call up those we "click" with - but what about the new person, the outsider, the stranger?
The church I am a part of is a very hospitable place - we just missed it with this one gal. The group she was a part of didn't go the distance required to make her part of the family - they left her feeling like the unwanted step child. But rather than just mourn this loss, I want to use it to remind me to be a lover of all people, even strangers.
So I am committing myself to calling new people more. I'm making a decision today to shoot off more quick "hello" emails. I'm going to get back to what I used to regularly do - walk up to complete strangers and make them feel at home.
So I challenge you, as a young adult, to be a lover of strangers. To make new people acquaintances and acquaintances friends. To welcome someone new this week with a smile and your name. To extended the hand of friendship to that new coworker. To take a plate of cookies to your new neighbor. To invite that guest at your church into your "church home" and give them a tour. To help new people connect because once upon a time you were a "new person".
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