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Four Churches, One Choir

The choirs and worship teams from First Methodist, First Presbyterian, First Baptist, and GCR Church of Christ got together this afternoon to learn some new music and practice some more familiar tunes in preparation for our combined Ash Wednesday service this week at First Methodist. Look at all those good people up there!

I praise God for my fast friendships with Steve and Steve and Darin at these other three churches and for our unified vision of God’s One Church in Midland, Texas. May our Lord’s will be done and may his name be praised in and through our partnership just as it is in heaven.

Peace,

Allan

The Big Three-Oh

Our first-born daughter, Whitney Leigh-Anne, celebrated a significant milestone today, celebrating 30 years of life well-lived in God’s good world.  Whitney’s closest friends from our church family at GCR gathered at Travis and Donna’s house last night – more than thirty of us have been lying to Whitney for at least two weeks about this – and surprised her with a birthday party worthy of a 30th year.

Some of you know, Donna never does anything halfway. No, this shindig was over-the-top in a wonderful Donna McGraw  kind of way: oversized balloons and massive decorations; a feast of culinary marvel featuring Blue Sky sliders, burritos, chicken nuggets, salads, nachos, meatballs, banana pudding, and a beautiful birthday cake; and some of the very best people we’ve ever had the privilege to know.

Whitney broke down in a emotional combination laughing – panic attack when she opened the door and heard the “Surprise!” and saw so many people who love her so much. The Legg and Rampton kids who are just a small part of the Children’s Ministry with which she volunteers two or three times a week, were there. Good friends from Whitney’s small group, from our church ministry team, from her Gathering Group in the women’s ministry, her friends and peers who hang with her at restaurants, coffee shops, and game nights, and several representatives from her second family, the McGraws, were all there to wish our girl a happy birthday.

And, of course, true to GCR fashion, we needed a couple of U-Haul trailers to cart all the gifts back home.

Happy Birthday, Whit. Your mom and I thank our Lord every day for the love and the joy we’ve been able to share with you for the past thirty years. You are a blessing of genuine warmth and happiness to us and to everyone who knows you. We love you, girl.

 

 

 

 

 

To our congregation at Golf Course Road, thank you for the way you love our daughter. Thank you for the acceptance, the community, and the belonging with which you have welcomed her into your lives. It is a reflection of the glory of our God, it is an expression of the love of Christ for his people, and it is an answer to our prayers.

Peace,

Allan

Take a Break on Your Take

“Everyone has to have their take. That’s how it works now. If you don’t have a take, you don’t have a voice. If you don’t have a voice, you don’t exist.”
~ Quintin Sellers, Vengeance

Ashton Kutcher’s character in the movie Vengeance perfectly describes today’s loud and polarized culture. We have rapidly been conditioned by the internet over the past twenty years to react immediately and strongly to every single thing that happens and to take a side. All of us are compelled to take a position on everything as soon as it occurs, staking out immediate and immovable opinions on matters large and small before any conversation or reflection can transpire. Those hastily formed opinions then become our identity and our “cause.” You’ve chosen a side. And the other side will take the other side just to take the other side. Louder and more aggressive. On and on it goes, proving, as Quintin Sellers says, the defining truth of our time: everything means everything, so nothing means anything.

It’s so bad now that not saying anything, not having a take, not making immediate and loud conclusions about an event, is worse than having the wrong take or saying the wrong thing. Saying nothing is an even faster way to be labeled now as part of a side or a cause.

I think that happened to Nicodemus.

The most highly esteemed rabbi in all of Israel had met with Jesus under the cover of darkness – the conversation is recorded in John 3. We’re not really sure of his motives. Is he investigating Jesus on behalf of the Pharisees or is this a personal visit? Either way, when Jesus tells him he must be born again, Nicodemus sounds like somebody who doesn’t believe and won’t ever believe. He sounds immovable. It sounds like he has taken a side. Maybe.

By John 7, Jesus has stirred up some controversy among the religious and political set. The police and the religious-political leaders come together to discuss their options, and Nicodemus sounds somewhat sympathetic to the troublemaker. He asks the gathered leaders, “Does our Law condemn anyone without first hearing him out?” And they ripped Nicodemus to shreds.

“Are you from Galilee, too?!”

Are you on his side? Are you taking up his cause? Is this who you are? Is this your “take?”

There was no room in this heated political and religious environment for measured conversation and careful reflection. And this was several years before TV, much less the internet.

By the end of the Gospel, all the apostles have deserted Jesus during the night. And there’s Nicodemus, in broad daylight, with permission from the government, taking care of Jesus’ body.

Our society is in trouble largely because all the “thinking” we do is expected to be immediate and public. If you don’t have a position posted as soon as some question emerges, somebody’s going to ask if you’re really “one of us.’ Someone will say your “silence is deafening.” But that’s not how human beings change our minds about anything. We change after we wrestle through questions, as we ponder and reflect, as we talk with others and read new ideas, as we experience different views and cultures, as we pay careful attention to all sides and show grace and mercy to others and to ourselves.

None of that can happen under the pressures of our “post-your-take-now” culture.

Take a break on your take. Leave some wiggle room. Give yourself and others a cushion. And, above all, take your time. Show some restraint. There’s a big difference between reconsidering a viewpoint and losing an argument.

Peace,

Allan

Round Two in the Books

We flew through Carrie-Anne’s second round of chemotherapy yesterday with no adverse reactions. No pain, no nausea, no issues, no problems – a gracious gift from our God. We arrived at the Allison Cancer Center at a few minutes after 8:00am, met with our doctor and his scheduler, got set up in the infusion room, received the drugs while flipping back and forth between Red Dawn and Friends, and then completed the cold cap rotations in our living room at 6:00pm. This makes for really long days, but we’re surrounded by really great people who are working hard to make this as easy and as pleasant as possible.

Kirsten and Gian in the infusion room are taking excellent care of us,  giving us plenty of space for our ice chests and duffel bags, putting the bed just right, and making jokes when they’re appropriate. Kirsten laughed when I said C-A’s cold gloves and ice goggles make her look like a Sleestak, and I called her on it – she’s way too young to know anything about the Sleestak villains in the 1970s series “Land of the Lost.” But she and Gian are funny and clever and compassionate and make chemotherapy as good as it can possibly be. Dr. Manny and his team are answering all our questions and giving us lots of confidence. The Texas Oncology pharmacists are very friendly and helpful. And our church family at GCR is absolutely flooding us with love and support in the form of delicious meals, prayer visits, phone calls and texts, and more cards and letters than we can even get around to reading.

Another encouraging development is that C-A went to work on Thursday for the first time in six weeks and had a very good day there, too. She worked the full day, everybody treated her really well, including her students, and it really helped restore some normalcy to a significant chunk of her life. As much as she is able, C-A will work four days a week through the rest of the semester and receive her chemotherapy on Fridays.

Saturdays are for recovering and we are certainly taking it easy today. So far, still no nausea or muscle aches or any of the other side effects we’ve been told to watch for. And we are grateful. We are thankful to God for a good day and for the good people around us.

Peace,

Allan

Rewiring Your Brain and Changing Your Face

Thousands of people paid thousands of dollars each this week to be in the arena to watch LeBron James hit a fadeaway jumper to pass Kareem Abdul-Jabbar to become the leading scorer in NBA history. And almost all of them watched the historic event through their phones. The pictures from Crypto.com Arena (cringe) reveal the sad  truth: as a society, we experience much of life now staring at it through a phone as a downsized, detached, digitized imitation.

Look at the photo of Tuesday’s history-making shot. It’s remarkable. I can only spot one person in the entire arena who isn’t holding his phone in front of his own face, that being Nike owner Phil Knight. Now look at the faces. Detached. Somber. How many smiles do you see? Zero? Even Phil Knight looks sad and bored.

Compare that photo to this image of Michael Jordan against the Jazz in Salt Lake City in 1998. No phones in the crowd. Look at the faces. Joy. Surprise. Agony. Anticipation. Happiness. Horror. Look at the body language. The arms clutched to their chests in suspense. Hands against their faces in disbelief. These people are locked in to the moment. They’re living it large, in full color and sound, all of  it. That crowd in that arena looks like somewhere I’d want to be. The LeBron crowd with the phones is the home crowd. They’re watching their guy. But look at their faces. I think I’d rather stay home.

Compare the crowds in the gallery following Tiger Woods in the late ’90s with those watching him tee off in the second photo from 2019.

Tiger Woods Photo Shows People Are Obsessed With Capturing Moments

Notice the difference in their faces. The group without phones is enjoying the event, experiencing the full scale of the moment with all their senses. The group with phones look like zombies. They’re watching the greatest golfer in the world at a championship event, but judging by the expressions on their faces, they could just as easily be watching paint dry or a washing machine on the spin cycle.

Five years ago, a photographer compared pictures he took at an amusement park in Shenzhen, China in 2010 to shots of the same scenes in the same park in 2017. The difference is stark. Again, look at the faces.

These are unhappy people who are unable to stop staring at their screens. The photographer called it the “zombification of the human spirit.” He made the point at the time that these people are at a theme park that’s designed to distract you, it’s built to grab your attention, it’s constructed to enchant you and thrill you, splash you and astonish you. If you can’t put your phone down for that, then you’re likely living every moment of your life with your screen in front of your face – on the bus, at your desk, with the family at dinner, on the toilet. You’re experiencing all of life through your phone and it’s making you a sad person. It’s rewiring your brain and changing your face.

Compare the smiling park visitors enjoying the sights and interacting with each other to the ones in the same place just seven years later with the glum faces all uniformly transfixed by their phones. Hypnotized. Enslaved.

Since 2010, we have seen sharp statistical rises in teen depression and suicide rates. We’ve seen significant declines in levels of happiness and life satisfaction. Every single study out there confirms that giving iPads and iPhones to kids makes them dumber, not smarter. Our digital technology is addicting us and isolating us. I’m reminded of the early Seinfeld episode in which Elaine encounters a pregnant woman who is smoking. Elaine says something to her like, “I don’t know how with all the science, with all the information we have about prenatal care, with everything we know about smoking cigarettes – how can you be smoking while you’re pregnant?”

I feel that way when I see people on their phones. Why are you on that thing all the time? We all know it’s rewiring your brain and changing your face! When people ask me how old a kid should be before they give him or her a phone, I always say they should give their kid a pack of cigarettes instead. It’ll do less damage to the kid and to our society.

Do yourself and the people around you a favor and leave your phone in the car. It’s a big, wonderful, beautiful world out there. If you’re staring at it through your phone, you’ll miss it.

Peace,

Allan

Read Your Bible

You know how the COVID pandemic didn’t cause race relations to deteriorate or Christians to stop going to church or this nation’s politics to irreversibly polarize or the culture to sink into depression or the world to go off the rails, it just sped up the process of what was already happening? It’s happened with our Bible reading, too. Or, I should say, it’s happening. It’s been happening consistently for quite some time. And now it’s happened even faster.

According to the American Bible Society, roughly 50-percent of all American adults reported opening Scripture at least three times a year every single year between 2011 and 2021. Half the country’s population was reading the Bible at least three times a year. For more than a decade, that number didn’t really fluctuate. Until 2022. The number dropped dramatically last year to 39-percent.

That means about 26-million Americans who had always read their Bibles stopped reading the Bible last year.

According to the same research, more than half of all U.S. residents say they wish they read the Bible more. If you are one of those people who don’t read the Bible anymore, may I encourage you to pick it up? Today?

The Bible is the one true eternal Story of God through which we view the untruths of the culture and the world that’s eating us up alive. The Bible reminds us of who we are and to whom we belong, who’s really in control, and where all this is ultimately headed. Spending time in the Story, hearing the Voice, ingesting the Way, the Truth, and the Life into our hearts and minds and souls, helps us keep things straight.

Start with a Gospel and read it out loud. I would suggest beginning with Mark or John. Read it out loud between now and Sunday. Two or three times each day, two or three chapters out loud each time, so that you’ve read one  of the Gospels out loud before the end of the week. Do that with all four Gospels over the next month and feel God’s Spirit changing you. Hear the Voice of the Lord speaking directly into your heart. Experience the Truth getting inside your blood and bones. Embrace the peace that surpasses all understanding.

Read your Bible. I know you want to. So just do it.

Peace,

Allan

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