Quotes

From Toddy in the comments here:

“Compassion is an unstable emotion. It needs to be translated into action or it withers” Susan Sontag.

I like it. Feeling something doesn’t mean you actually care about it. Acting on your feelings is proof of genuine concern.

On a similar note (as dodgy as it sounds) I will quote myself, also from the comments section of that post:

“Beliefs that don’t show themselves in action are not real beliefs.”

I am tired of hearing people tell me they feel passionately about XYZ, but never getting off their arse and doing something about it. The reality is that they actually don’t feel passionately about the issue at all. They feel passionately about feeling passionate about something, and somehow in that mileiu feel like they are actually doing something.

And finally my missionary mate John Wilmot who I had dinner with tonight:

“Life is about investment.”

Not a bad way of saying that we only get one life so use it wisely and get a good return on whatever you do.

Street Preachers

What do you make of it all?

There I was today, sitting on the sidewalk sipping my long mach and waiting for my friend to arrive when suddenly the music cranked up and a ‘dramatic production’ began about 40 meters up the street, just outside Cosmo Kebabs.

I had seen this group of people lurking around and wondered if maybe a drug deal was going down or if a fight wad about to start. This is my ‘office’ so I come here often (2-3 days a week) and have never seen street theatre before or any kind of buskers/entertainers. (You can see them just up the street in the pic below)

However as I watched the drama unfold I realised that it was a re-enactment of the crucifixion.

The girls from the cafe came out to watch and after they had mumbled ‘oh Christians’ they went back in. The guy at Sweetlips mocked, his mate laughed and others simply walked past non-plussed.

Following the 5 min theatre there was a 15 minute sermon, the actual content of which I couldn’t catch, but the gist I knew fairly well.

From there the people stood around for a while before the preacher began to roam the street looking for people to speak with. Silly me, sitting in my usual spot on the sidewalk. I was an easy target.

As he approached I looked down, but it didn’t deter him.

He began a conversation and asked what I thought of their presentation. Not up for ‘faking it’ I let him know I was fairly familiar with what he was on about. He told me he was with a mission team from a ‘base’ in East Perth and these people were in training to be missonaries.

He asked me how I felt it went.

I didn’t tell him. Instead I asked him how he felt it went.

‘Not so flash here.’ he said. ‘It works better in Nepal.’

And the question going thru my mind was?…

I dunno. Am I too sensitive or do street preachers feel like a relic of a bygone generation and a Christendom era, or should we still have these guys on the loose?

I am thinking of ringing them tomorrow to offer my reflections on the whole thing, as one whose job it is to train other in mission to the first world. Or maybe I should just look away…watch shaft in divx

Faith = Illness – Why I’ve Had it With Religious Tolerance

My friend Wayne Pethrick is a futurist and has some great insights into how the world is morphing.

He sent this clip thru yesterday from the article entitled. “Faith = Illness Why I’ve Had it With Religious Tolerance”. It’s a piece written by Cultural observer / critic / pundit Douglas Rushkoff about why he sees the Bible as being much more useful as a metaphorical guide to life than as a literal document.

Like any other public health crisis, the belief in religion must now be treated as a sickness. It is an epidemic, paralyzing our nation’s ability to behave in a rational way, and – given our weapons capabilities – posing an increasingly grave threat to the rest of the world…

Perhaps the best way to kill their God, in fact, is to take charge of the Bible. It is – in my own opinion as a media theorist – the Greatest Story Ever Told, and deserving of our continued support and analysis. For my part, I’m writing Testament, which I hope will bring these stories – told both in their Biblical context and as a near-future sci-fi fable – to people who might never have stumbled across them before

What’s it all mean?…

You can read the full article here.download bird on a wire dvd

Family

Last night when Danelle led us at church she reminded us that we are a spiritual family, a bunch of brothers and sisters with common heritage.

It was an image that stuck with me as I have sometimes realised that I feel different things for my brothers and sisters than I do for my friends.

There is an ease in their company and a sense of commonality that is great to share. Family seemed like a very appropriate word to describe it.

I love my friends and enjoy their company, but there’s something about family that’s like coming home. My hope is that one day my friends will be my brothers and sisters and that significance of connection will be there in those relationships also.

Most of Life

I think we’d all agree that most of life is quite mundane.

You get up, take a leak, shower (or do both at the same time), get dressed, have breakfast, go to work, come home, eat dinner etc etc.

Most days are fairly predictable, ordinary and overwhelmingly average.

But… this is life.

So… in the predictable, mundane world we live, why is it that some people seem to thrive while others whither? Why do some seem able to enjoy every day while others complain?

Could it be something to do with the lens thru which we view the world?

Could it be with the approach we take to life and the ability to find beauty and joy in the mundane and familiar?

If 99% of life is ordinary then I’m thinking this would be a good practice to cultivate, so that even the bland and boring can bring us life rather than taking from us.

Raw Class

Has anyone else read Tim Winton’s novel The Turning?

I read the title chapter again this afternoon. It really is one of the most raw, brutal and yet inspiring stories of the gospel I have ever come across. Winton is amazing!

If you haven’t read Winton’s stuff, especially that chapter(‘The Turning’) then do yourself a favour, grab the book and get into it. It is one of the most powerful and believable conversion stories I have read in a long time.

Goosebumps.

(Don’t read it if you are easily offended by ‘f words’, graphic sexual activity and abusive behaviour, but if you can handle the reality of life for many people then you will find it an amazing story)

Reversal

As of tomorrow we will have a role reversal in our family and I will be taking care of Sam every Tuesday while Danelle gets out and does what she wants to do. Danelle has been feeling quite pressed for time and is needing some more space to connect with both God and people, so we have done a swap for a day a week.

It also gives me an opportunity to look at that day from a completely different point of view. Now rather than looking at it from a ‘what can I get done?’ perspective I have to see it from a ‘what can we do together?’ angle. The day won’t revolve around Sam, but the presence of a boofy headed 3 year old boy will obviously limit some of what I normally do!

I’m doing some exploring and imagining as to how we can have fun and use the days. So far I’m thinking it might be good to:

– take Sam to the local swimming class (although I’m not sure how keen he will be on that idea…)

– choose a couple of regular jobs to round the house and make Tuesday the day to get them done.

– have some fun father and son adventures.

– food with friends in the evenings – I am going to try and make Tuesdays a night when we have friends round for dinner. I’d like to catch up with a few more people during the week, but that usually places more pressure on Danelle to cook. So I’m thinking I’ll cook and invite friends round each Tuesday night. That wayI get to hang out and she doesn’t have the stress of worrying about the cooking. I used to be able to cook quite well, but in recent years as Danelle has done more cooking and me less, my culinary skills have taken a dive. Time to arc up again!

Danelle suggested running a men’s playgroup to catch up with some of the dads in the community, but I’m not sure if there is a ‘market’ for that sort of thing. I’m not sure if I’m the kind of bloke to run it either…

Maybe 4WDing for 3 year olds or surfing and fishing for 3 year olds… now you’re talking…

However Tuesdays turn out, I am looking forward to simply approaching the day from a different point of view and sharing it with Sam as Danelle gets to go and do what she wants to.