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Bowling for Conflict

Bowling for Conflict

When some people tell the story, following Jesus marks the end of all problems.

Birds sing, the sun comes out from behind the clouds, and you never have to eat leftovers again.

This has not been my experience.

Like every other facet of the human experience, conflict is not eliminated by the life of faith, just changed.

Recently, I had an opportunity to talk a bit about this at Lifelink Memphis.

After the talk, my words were smuggled out, one syllable at a time, by audio ninjas and lovingly reassembled inside the button-thingy below.

You don’t have to click on it.

But the ninjas will be disappointed in you.

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‘Christian’ – It Simply Doesn’t Work As An Adjective – Video

This year I find more and more of my humor, not to mention my time, being siphoned off to fuel Dr. Toboggans’ increasingly numerous activities.  I don’t know how I ended up as his chaperon, but it doesn’t look like I’ll be making parole any time soon.

What I have been making, at least on this site, are more serious posts. Articles that put into print the ideas and conversations that I have been developing with several friends over the last few years about faith and action and changing the world one person at a time.

To that end I recently made a video about the word “christian” and what it might mean outside of the marketing channels it has grown to represent.

I didn’t think I was ready to share it, but my friend Debbie sent me a link to a parallel post by Brain Jones that reminded me that I wasn’t alone in this approach to faith.  Strange how quickly I seem to forget that. Anyway here it is.

What If?

This site has always featured idiocy in advertising rather prominently, but it’s not nearly as funny when it lands this close to home.

Hopefully this time someone is listening.

It’s time to stop the hype.

The Assignment

One day some the members of Jesus’ inner circle came to him with a question about judgment.

Trying to get their theology straight, they pointed out a man blind from birth and asked where to pin the blame.

Was it this guy who did something wrong or was it his parents? What caused God to curse him like this?

And Jesus explained to them that it wasn’t the anger of God or the judgment of God on display in the man’s life, but rather the assignment of God. That his condition was not a curse, but instead a canvas for God’s work to be displayed. (ref)

And then he restored the man’s sight.


Strangely, it seems that every time disaster strikes these days, whether it be hurricanes in New Orleans or the recent earthquake in Haiti, there is no shortage of supposed followers of Jesus rushing to blame the victims and declare the “judgment” of God upon them.

The very ones who could rattle off from memory that,“…all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God,” seem to spend these times of crisis concocting theories about how somehow the recipients of tragedy are especially sinful and deserving of divine destruction.

Enough already.

The assignment is clear, the canvas is prepared.

This is not a time for theories or excuses or recriminations. This is a time for action.

Let’s get to work.


For information on the situation in Haiti, places to contribute, and tips for avoiding scam charities see this post by Peter Greenberg.

You can also contribute through my friends at Help Heal Haiti.

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City on a Hill

Once upon a time there was this guy named Jesus, you might have heard of him or even read his book.

One time at a major public address, he said that the people that followed him would be like a city on a hill: unmistakable, un-missable, un-hideable. A prominent feature on the skyline of society.

Which sounded kind of strange…until he described what his followers would be about. They would feed the hungry, they would clothe the poor, they would visit prisoners.

Not as a way to score points or impress people, but as a way to worship God.

Instead of courting favor from the powerful, they would serve and protect the powerless. They would not strive for wealth or status, but instead their success would be defined by the degree with which they were able to serve others.

And the metaphor fit, for a group of people that genuinely loved others without condition or reciprocation would be hard to miss.

But they have been missed. Sorely missed.

Although today more people today claim the title of christian than ever before, as a group they…okay, we… have never been more unrecognized, undistinguished, insular, and well…flat.

So much so, that at least in America, many now resort to advertising how different they are on billboards, t-shirts, bumper stickers, or any available surface, often ironically declaring their uniqueness in the most unoriginal styles possible.

So Close And Yet Completely Wrong

Which leads me to wonder…perhaps what the world really needs is not more hype, but rather more height.

Is it possible?

Hit me with your best thought.

A Short Conversation With God

The following exchange is a conversation with God, as expertly alluded to the title.

Inflatable Church

Me: So God, what do you think of the churches of Memphis? I recently heard that we have more per capita than even Rome. Impressive, huh?

God: Yes, there certainly are a lot of buildings here, and some have really interesting architecture. Then again there’s some that look like converted catfish restaurants. The truth is, Brent, ever since I finished the universe, I’ve pretty much stayed out of construction. These days I’m a lot more interested in the service sector.

Me: Really? I can’t say that I noticed.

God: (sigh) Yeah. Good help is hard to find.

Me: Help?…Oh right, christians. I know what you mean. They can be kind of weird; kind of freaky. Scary even.

God: They had a rough childhood, you know. Always getting beat on and fed to the lions and such. But they never stopped feeding the hungry or taking care of the poor in those early years, they made me really proud.

Me: What happened?

God: You know how kids are. They get to a certain age and they start thinking they don’t need you anymore. That they’ve got it all figured out. Of course, I’m supposed to keep providing the blessings: the sun, the rain, cheap labor in the third world. Other than that they just want me to not bother them while they sit in their rooms and talk to their friends about me.

Me: So basically, you’ve got teenagers?

God: Yeah.

Me: Sorry.

God: I know. I forgive you.

Deflated again

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