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O.J. Award: The Tour de Revs Guys

Friday, July 31st, 2009

On May 13, three Lutheran pastors climbed on board a custom-made bamboo bike and began a countrywide odyssey to raise money for the hungry.

They’re still at it.


The pastors — the Rev. Fred A. Soltow, Jr., the Rev. David A. Twedt and the Rev. Ron Schlak — are all old enough to qualify for senior citizens’ discounts (the youngest is 59). Their 30-gear, triple-seat bike  isn’t exactly the easiest thing for these oldsters to handle. “It turns like an 18-wheel truck,” Schlak told The Dallas Morning News. Despite all the obstacles, though, the pastors are nearing the end of their 13,000-mile journey, hopping from Lutheran synod to Lutheran synod, in the hopes of raising $5 million for the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America’s World Hunger activities. They call their ride “The Tour de Revs,” and they’reraising money through a comprehensive Web site complete with bios, a blog and a constantly updating map

Their journey is scheduled to end Aug. 20 in Minneapolis, Minn. — just in time to participate in The Churchwide Assembly there.

Orange_juice_1_edit1They’re in Denver now — about 60 miles up the road from where I sit typing this. Which means that I could probably cruise on up and give them some of this scrumptious O.J. myself. Great job, guys. And have a safe journey.

Evangelicals can be Scientists, Too

Thursday, July 30th, 2009

 

Francis Collins

Francis Collins

A few weeks ago, President Barack Obama nominated Francis Collins — a brilliant scientist and one-time head of the National Center for Human Genome Research — to head up the National Institutes of Health. While almost everyone agrees that Collins is a very bright guy who’s got all the prerequisites to lead the NIH, a few critics strenuously oppose the nomination. Why? Because he’s a self-proclaimed evangelical Christian. 

 

Not just a Catholic or Lutheran or something. An evangelical Christian. The horror. 

The New York Times printed July 27 an op-ed piece by Sam Harris, one of this century’s leading and most eloquent atheists. “Francis Collins is an accomplished scientist  and a man who is sincere in his beliefs,” Harris writes. “And that is precisely what makes me so uncomfortable about his nomination.” 

Yesterday, the Los Angeles Times ran a point-counterpoint column on Collins’ nomination featuring Michael Shermer, publisher of Skeptic magazine. In it, Shermer claims Collins’ evangelical faith is  incompatible with the position for which he’s been nominated. Why? Because evangelicals just can’t stop evangelizing:

The whole point of being an evangelical Christian is to love the Lord openly and try to bring to Christ as many people as possible; otherwise you wouldn’t be an evangelical. I know because I was once an evangelical Christian, having been born again in 1971 and for many years devoting my life to evangelizing for Christ, first to my fellow high school students, then as an undergraduate at Pepperdine University (a Church of Christ institution), and later going door-to-door. I was doing God’s work, and what could be more important than that?

In the evangelical worldview, there really is no separation of church and state. Yes, Jesus told us, in Matthew 22:21, to “render unto Caesar the things which are Caesar’s, and unto God the things that are God’s,” but that applies to specific things such as taxes and tithings, not the general goal of bringing all Americans to the Lord. So I worry that Collins’ evangelical enthusiasm may blur the lines separating the profane and the sacred, church and state, Caesar and God.

Let’s set aside for a minute the fact that Shermer’s fears seem to be, at their core, blatantly discriminatory.

Let’s also grant that Shermer has a point. We evangelicals call ourselves such for a reason: Lots of us get excited about what God’s doing in our lives and we like to share it with folks. This is evangelism. And if Collins was in the habit of proselytizing to other scientists, or discriminating against them based on whether they went to church or not, that would be a pretty big problem.

But there’s not a shred of evidence, of course, that Collins has ever let his faith interfere with his work as a scientist or administrator. And Shermer — despite his credentials as a one-time evangelical Christian — has some strange ideas about what is and is not required of evangelicals.

I consider myself an evangelical. I was baptized as a Baptist and now attend a non-denominational evangelical church connected with Willow Creek. I’ve read “Left Behind,” listen to Mercy Me and can speak evangelicaleze with the best of ‘em.

But I’m a horrible spiritual salesman. For years, as a secular journalist, evangelism was diametrically opposed to my job description, so I conspicuously avoided even the appearance of it. And now that I’m free to talk about my faith as much as I like, I’m still a terrible evangelist: I figure if people want to know what makes me tick, they’ll ask me. 

I also greatly value the separation of church and state. I think that separation is not only desirable, but critical to America’s spiritual vitality.

Now, perhaps I’m not the sort of evangelical with whom Shermer is familiar. I know my share of evangelicals who believe hard-sell proselytization is crucial for a vibrant faith. I know many who feel the government should infuse a little more God into its inner workings, and even a few (a very few, it should be noted) who’d like, perhaps, to nudge this nation closer to an open theocracy.

But I am an evangelical. And that’s the thing about evangelicalism: It encompasses an incredibly broad spectrum of attitudes and ideals. We’re creationists and evolutionists, Republicans and Democrats, dog people and cat people, street preachers and scientists and even bloggers. We do not undergo a positional litmus test at baptism, nor will we, I expect, be required to fill out  a “true/false” questionnaire before we’re admitted into heaven. We evangelicals are required to believe one thing — that Christ died for our sins, and through him we’re saved. 

Evangelicals make up somewhere between 25-30 percent of the American population, and the numbers are growing. Is it really that surprising — that threatening — that a well-respected scientist should count himself as one?

Heady Diplomacy

Wednesday, July 29th, 2009

 

photo by Tomasz Sienicki

photo by Tomasz Sienicki

It’s now the morn of the eve of Barack Obama’s first unofficial “beer summit,” wherein he’ll try to mediate over a pint of suds (and perhaps a bowl of peanuts) between Henry Louis Gates Jr., a professor at Harvard University and one of the nation’s most prominent African-American thinkers, and Sgt. James Crowley, the police officer who arrested Gates for “breaking in” to Gates’ own home.

 

The story’s not exactly spiritual, but it has been all over the news as of late. So with that in mind, here’s a nice tidy package of news and commentary linkage relating to the story.

The big issue at hand, of course, is whether Gates was arrested because, as a black man, he didn’t “look” right in the upscale Cambridge, Mass., neighborhood: Was he a victim of racial profiling? Gates believes he was, and many agree with him — even though the original panicked caller to the police station doesn’t seem to have mentioned race (USA Today). Randy Cohen at The New York Times thinks Gates should sue, and Andrew Breitbart at Real Clear Politics is just glad someone’s finally talking about racial issues. But Los Angeles Times‘ Gregory Rodriguez think the whole racial angle has been  overplayed, and Christopher Hitchens over at Slate.com thinks Gates missed a more important opportunity entirely.

And then there’s the matter of Obama saying the Cambridge police acted “stupidly” before apparently getting all the facts. The President’s since said that it was “stupid to use the word stupid,” but that hasn’t stopped Republican Congressman Thaddeus McCotter from trying to legislate Obama into a formal apology

Oh, and then we’ve got the fourth major player in this little drama — the beer. We now know that Crowley will be sipping Blue Moon and Gates will quaff either Red Stripe or Becks. Obama, meanwhile, will likely stick with Budweiser. Meanwhile, USA Today’s Cathy Lynn Grossman wonders if this whole beer summit is the 21st century’s version of having a Coke and a smile

Grossman’s the religion editor over at the paper, by the way. See, I knew I’d get faith into this conversation somewhere.

To Baldly Go …

Tuesday, July 28th, 2009

 

photo by David Lewis

photo by David Lewis

I must have an affinity for Anglicanism.

 

I don’t know why, really. Maybe it’s because most of the Anglican writers I read all seem so smart. Maybe it has something to do with the Book of Common Prayer or Anglicanism’s rich traditions. Maybe it’s because the sermons are shorter than those I’m used to — always a plus.

Whatever the reason, I find stories originating from the Anglican Communion — a worldwide denomination that encompasses 77 million believers, including those in the founding Church of England and (for now) the Episcopal Church, U.S.A., pretty riveting. And, frankly, whatever’s happening in Anglicanism often helps me better reflect on my own, off-the-rack form of evangelical Christianity a bit better, too.

Consider this little missive from the Church of England (and documented by the London Telegraph). Apparently, there’s a new book sponsored by the Church of England that’s suggesting bald and overweight people should be treated as “special needs” populations — just like “the blind, the deaf, breast-feeding mothers, very short people and readers of tabloid newspapers.”

As a follicly challenged man whose pants don’t fit as loosely as they once did, I wasn’t sure whether I should be honored, offended or just perplexed by this apparent push to give me some sort of special status. The whole idea seems — well, rather silly, in a peculiarly English sort of way: It’s the sort of theme one might expect to see in a Monty Python sketch. Indeed, I ran across the story on Fark.com, a daily collection of punchlines masquerading as news. Only the Church of England, it seemed, was missing the joke.

Of course, if one takes the time to read the entire article, one will discover that the proposal (found in the book “Everybody Welcome”) doesn’t have much to do with whether bald people should get special parking spaces closer to the door. Rather, it’s about how churches should treat newcomers. And authors Bob Jackson and George Fisher (both Anglican priests) believe newcomers should be treated with respect and affection.

That respect and affection might manifest itself in shepherding bald parishioners away from ceiling-based heating vents that might overheat the poor bloke’s scalp. It might mean buying bigger chairs, so overweight visitors won’t feel so tightly hemmed in. But most importantly, it really means greeting newcomers warmly and taking the effort to learn and remember their names.

“We may not realise (sic) how unwelcoming we appear to the outsider,” Jackson and Fisher write. “In many churches is it not normal to speak to newcomers. We are not usually openly hostile, we just ignore them and eventually they go away.” 

I’m not one to advocate coddling folks with imaginary special needs. But the authors have a point. 

Ask the unchurched what they think of Christians, and the same sorts of descriptors will pop up again and again: Self-righteous. Judgmental. Stand-offish. Ask Christians what they think of Christians, and very often, they’ll use those same descriptors. Many of them — many of us — have walked into churches where they felt unwelcome and unwanted. Disillusionment over the nature of the church is a sad-but-standard part of many of our faith journeys. And, for some, that disillusionment proves to be too much. A cold shoulder from the neighborhood church is grafted onto Christianity itself, and we lose another brother or sister. 

Truth is, we’re all “special needs” cases in the body of Christ. We all need care, attention and love from time to time. Let’s not forget that others in our community need it, too.

 

Strong in the Lord?

Monday, July 27th, 2009

300px-Weightlifting_pictogram.svgJust ran across this interesting tidbit from the Associated Press. Seems a fellow has converted an old church into a gym.

“(Al) Horvath kept the church’s original 1892 stained-glass windows and added murals depicting such biblical characters as David and Goliath and Samson and Delilah,” the story says.

Of course, if my biblical memory serves, maybe these two stories don’t exactly tell us what the benefits are of being ripped — even for God. But maybe that’s just bitterness and my flabby tummy talking.

O.J. Award: Tim Tebow

Friday, July 24th, 2009

 

Tim Tebow on the cover of SI

Tim Tebow on the cover of SI

Let me make a confession: I don’t like the Florida Gators. I’m sick of them, frankly. I’m sick of their national championships, sick of their uniforms, sick of the way Gators fans scissor their arms up and down in mimicry of an alligator chomp. Nothing personal against the school, really … it just seems unfair that one university would be sooooo good all the time, while others — like those that I root for — aren’t. 

 

 

But while I’m not a Florida U. fan, I can’t help but like Gators’ quarterback Tim Tebow, who crawled onto the July 27 cover of Sports Illustrated bearing, on his eye black, a Bible verse: Philippians 4:13. 

I can do all things through him who strengthens me.

Sports Illustrated has some of the best writers in the world, so Austin Murphy’s story on the QB is, of course, outstanding. But oddly, it has very little to do with football. That’s because the story’s about Tebow’s real passion: faith. He’s the son of a missionary who takes the word of God on the road with him everywhere — from hotels to prisons to far-flung countries around the world. “He wants people to see what he believes through his actions,” says David Nelson, a Gators wide receiver. “He wants them to say, ‘I see the way you live your life, the passion you have, the fun you have, and I want what you’ve got.’” 

A snippet from the story:

At a time when Americans are leaving organized religion in large numbers, according to a 2008 Pew Research poll, Tebow is leading his own personal counterinsurgency. “Every Sunday we have a service for our players and their families,” says Meyer, who remembers when “three or four kids would show up. Now the room’s full.” Since Tebow’s arrival on campus, and in large part because of him, Florida has launched a series of community-service initiatives. Even as the football program has suffered an embarrassing string of arrests, the number of hours players devote to charitable causes has dramatically increased. “Our community service hours are completely off the charts,” says Meyer, who describes his quarterback’s influence on the team as “phenomenal.”

The O.J. Award doesn’t seem like it’d be designed for a guy like Tebow. The whole point of the thing, really, is to honor those who labor for Christ without the expectation of a lot of attention — and Tebow, obviously, gets a lot of attention. 

But while Tebow gets plenty of accolades, it’s for his football. And that, in turn, allows him to serve God with a certain level of success, but also in modesty and humility. It’s not Tebow’s way with a football that’s changing the world around him: It’s his commitment to something greater than himself.

So, Tim Tebow, have an O.J. on me. And here’s hoping you might wind up on the roster of an NFL team I do root for.