Take a Stand Against Boring Church

The Rangers were no-hit last night by a trio of Astros pitchers you’ve never heard of in a disheartening 9-0 shutout loss that extends their losing streak to four games and has Texas one loss away from falling into fourth place in the AL West. The Rangers are just impossible to watch right now; they’re not even competitive. Multiple fielding and base-running errors, strikeouts with runners in scoring position, weak pop ups, double-digit runners left on base–it’s putrid. And tons of injuries. Seager, Josh Smith, and Wyatt are still out; none of the Rangers who started last night’s game were starters on Opening Day. It’s hard to argue that this is not a bad team. Like really bad. I think it’s going to be a long summer.

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It’s time for you to take a principled stand against boring church! There’s no excuse for boring church! We shouldn’t allow it and you shouldn’t put up with it!

Why is church boring? It’s our fault. We did it. Somehow, over the decades, we allowed church to become a spectator event. We turned church into a show. So, the members of the church walk away from the church service judging it. Talking about whether they were “fed” or whether the songs were “moving” or whether the preacher was “relevant” or whether they “felt” anything.

Hey! You’re not a spectator in church! You are a Holy Spirit-filled participant! You should take that God-ordained role back!

The Bible tells us that every single member of God’s Church is blessed with Holy Spirit gifts intended to build up the Body of Christ. When we come together in Lord’s Day assembly, God means for us to bless one another with the gifts he’s given us. God intends for us to love somebody. He wants us to encourage somebody. He wants us to build somebody up.

So, this Sunday, go to church with that expectation. You know what your gift is. Your know what your gifts are. You know what you’re good at. And you know God gave that to you in order to bless somebody else. So, use it this Sunday. Go to church with your gift to build somebody up. Say something unexpected and super nice to somebody who’s not going to see it coming. Compliment somebody on their clothes or their smile. Tell somebody how much they inspire you. Tell somebody “Thank you” for something they did for you a long time ago. Offer to hold a fidgety baby. Hold the door open for like twelve people in a row. Go to church with a commitment to be a blessing and an encouragement to people. Every Sunday. Forget about what you might or might not be “getting” and embrace the role God intends for you during church and start “giving” and “blessing” and “building up.”

What might happen?

I’m not sure.

But it won’t be boring.

Peace,
Allan

Tulsa Time with the Twins

The highlight of my month, every month, is walking into Valerie and David’s house, sitting down on the floor in the living room, and watching our grandsons Elliott and Samuel crawl across the floor, faces beaming with massive smiles, to attack me. They crawl and climb all over me, Sammy grinning and Elliott grunting with glee, and it’s the greatest thing in the world. They can’t walk yet or even stand up on their own for more than three or four seconds, but they know how to get a fistful of my t-shirt and climb up to my shoulders in a blink. I love these little guys.

We got the ten-monthday pics a couple of weeks late because Val and Dave were in Phoenix for a family wedding on Dave’s side. But here they are, ten months old, eating real people food in tiny bites, figuring out their more complicated toys, attempting to jump out of their high chairs, and playing chase with me on our hands and knees. They know how to open doors and cabinets, they love popsicles and bath time, and they’re both just incredibly cute and smart. Elliott is looking more and more like Valerie, while Sammy continues to be his daddy’s identical mini-me. And it’s all super fun.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They’re moving into a new house in a couple of weeks; still in Jenks, a little bigger, a lot nicer. And a working fireplace!

Carrie-Anne has her annual checkup at M.D. Anderson in Houston in two weeks, I’m leading a GCR mission trip to Brazil June 10-18 and C-A and I are going on a long vacation the last week of June, so I may not see the boys again until their birthday party the second week of July. Maybe.

The Rangers just completed a nine-game stretch against the three teams with the three worst records in the major leagues: the Astros, Rockies, and Angels. I was hoping Texas would go 6-3 during this span and get back into first place in the AL West. More realistically, I was expecting the team to go 5-4. Instead, the Rangers lost all three series and went 3-6, getting swept by the Halos while their fans were chanting for the sale of the team. Yeah, Seager and Wyatt are still out with injuries, but this offense is putrid. I’ve never seen a team leave double-digit men on base the way these Rangers do night after night. Texas is four games under .500 and two-and-a-half games back of the A’s. Kumar Rocker is on the hill tonight as The Silver Boot Series resumes  in Houston.

Go Rangers.
Allan

Late Show RIP

As he took the stage at the historic Ed Sullivan Theater to perform at the end of last night’s penultimate episode of The Late Show with Stephen Colbert, Bruce Springsteen announced that Colbert’s show is the first television show in history to be canceled because the president can’t take a joke. I heard the line repeated, though not credited to Springsteen, by a national news anchor this morning.

It’s not true.

I was only two-years-old at the time, but Richard Nixon effectively got the Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour canceled in April of 1969 when, like Colbert, they were number one in the ratings in their time slot. Tommy and Dick Smothers were mercilessly criticizing and satirizing Nixon and the Vietnam War with standup and skit, and the Nixon administration threatened CBS with their FCC license until the network finally caved. So, The Late Show is the second American television program to be canceled because the president can’t take a joke.

Before the Smothers Brothers were riffing on Nixon, their target was President Lyndon Johnson and, mostly, about his handling of the Vietnam War. But LBJ handled the jokes and the skits much differently. Maybe you’ve seen the letter he sent “To Tom and Dick Smothers,” dated November 9, 1968 — it’s been circulating around the internet for a few months now, you can look it up. Here’s the key line:

“It is part of the price of leadership of this great and free nation to be the target of clever satirists. You have given the gift of laughter to our people. May we never grow so somber or self-important that we fail to appreciate the humor in our lives.” 

Nixon took office two months later. Three months after that, the Smothers Brothers were done.

Colbert signs off tonight, almost eleven years after taking over The Late Show desk from one of my all-time comedy heroes, David Letterman. He signs off under, at best, terrible circumstances of political capitulation. But, as he’s demonstrated over the past several months, Colbert is choosing to be grateful and not angry. His attitude through it all has been to laugh at the situation, at himself, and at all his friends. He’s still making fun of Joe Biden’s vacant stare, his rambling stories that go nowhere, and his zombie dance; he’s still making fun of Donald Trump’s nonsensical weave and, last night, the gold Trump Mobile phones that are not made in America. That stuff has always made me laugh. But it was all the COVID shows he did from his living room / study at their house with his wife, Evelyn, that made me a fan. Watching them interact and laugh at each other, recognizing their insider looks and lingo, seeing their love for each other shine through during those awful times was inspiring. He’s always said his show is about love and loss. I can attest that it certainly is. Especially the last few months. A lot of both.

Personally, I can’t stomach Jimmy Fallon’s giddiness; it feels superficial and fake. And I’ve never enjoyed Jimmy Kimmel; his delivery is awkward and he’s not that funny. We don’t watch either one of them. But I admire them for this: both Kimmel and Fallon are showing re-runs of their own shows tonight, so as not to compete with Colbert’s finale. It’s a beautiful demonstration of solidarity and support for one of their own.

There’s a Letterman channel on my Samsung TV that re-runs Dave’s Top Ten Lists, Stupid Pet Tricks, and his best interviews that I find myself watching for half an hour a couple of times a week. And, I suppose, when I’m craving a “Meanwhile…” or a Colbert Questionert or Stephen’s hilariously weird happy dance, I’ll be able to find it on YouTube. But what am I supposed to do after the news Monday night?

Peace,
Allan

New Life

“Don’t you know that all of us who were baptized into Christ Jesus were baptized into his death? We were therefore buried with him through baptism into death in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, we too may live a new life.” ~Romans 6:3-4

Dear Kyle, Brinlee, Harrison, Cody, and Manny:

What a tremendous blessing and a great privilege from our God to be in the room when you were baptized into Christ on Sunday. Your baptism, your open heart, and your confessing spirit were an inspiration to me and to all of us who witnessed your new birth.

 

 

 

 

 

You are now a beloved and eternal child of our heavenly Father. Paul told the church in Galatia, “You are all children of God through faith in Christ Jesus, for all of you who were baptized into Christ has clothed yourselves with Christ” (Galatians 3:26-27).

Be reminded that when you were baptized, you put to death your old person of sin. You buried that person. You killed him. You killed her. And when you came up out of that water, you were a brand new creature. God has created in you a brand new person, full of his Holy Spirit, to experience everything in a brand new way.

 

 

 

 

 

You now share in the resurrection of Jesus. Death has nothing on you now. And neither does sin.

May our Lord bless you richly. May you look back often on your baptism and remember what God has created in you. And may you walk with our God always, faithful to the end.

Peace,

Allan

Who Do You Love?

Rest in Peace to Craig Morton who died yesterday at 83 years of age. A terrific passer, but one of the slowest human beings to ever play quarterback in the NFL. Morton lost a Super Bowl while starting for the Cowboys and won the Cowboys a Super Bowl by starting for the other team. He was pulled in SB XII for Norris Weese. If you remember that, you’ve been around for a while. Man, I love those old gray pants. Remember when the Cowboys pants matched their helmets? That’s a long time ago, dude.

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I’m still processing so much of what I heard and soaked up while at the Pepperdine Lectures last week in California. Just reflecting on a sentence here and a phrase there about the primary position of love in our churches has me strangely encouraged and deeply convicted. You know, this stuff will preach.

Fate Hagood asked a really simple question in one of his sessions on Wednesday: “Who do you love?”

The question was not, “Who do you say you love?” or “Who are you supposed to love?” or “Who do you think you love?” The question is simply “Who do you love?” And Fate said you know exactly who you love and who you don’t love by the metrics of 1 Corinthians 13.

Who are you patient with? That’s who you love.
Who are you not patient with?

Who are you kind to? That’s who you love.
Who are you not kind to?

Who do you protect? Who do you defend? That’s who you love.
Who do you accuse? Who do you insult?

If you are rude to someone, you do not love him or her. If someone angers you easily, you do not love that person. If you’re keeping a mental list of the wrongs of a particular person, you do not love him or her.

I’m wondering what these people I’m thinking about have in common. The people I’m nice to, the people I defend, the people I’m patient with–is there anything they have in common I need to pay attention to? What about the people 1 Corinthians 13 suggests I don’t love? What do they have in common? Is that something I need to reflect on and pray about?

What do the people I love and the people I don’t love say about me? Anything?

Yeah, something.

Who do you love?

Peace,
Allan

Nothing

“If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophesy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.” ~1 Corinthians 13:1-3

Think about the last time you defined yourself. You made a statement, you drew a line, you chose a side. I am this! I sure ain’t that! I believe this! I do that! You declared who you are and what you’re all about. The last time you proclaimed your values.

Was it about love?

Because if it’s not about love, it’s nothing. If it’s not about love, you are declaring that you are nothing. Your position is nothing. Your beliefs and your values are nothing. Without love, your identity is wrapped up in nothing.

The Bible makes this clear. Scripture tells us in 1 Corinthians 13 that any action or belief or value or deed done or proclaimed without love is nothing.

That means if your core values, your religious convictions, your political positions, your career priorities, or your personal beliefs are not founded on and motivated by love, they are nothing. You are nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind (13:4). Is the group with which you identify known for patience and kindness?

Love is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs (13:5). Do your core values line up with this or not? Is the side you’ve chosen causing you to be more loving or less loving?

Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth (13:6). Do your convictions or priorities contribute to more truth in the world or less? Do the people with whom you identify speak truth. Do they delight in evil?

Whether you’re in a heated argument or in an echo chamber, when you dig in and define yourself, is it about love?

Because if it’s not about love, you are nothing.

Peace,

Allan

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