Imaginations fit for the larrikin Jesus

Jarrod McKenna

Jarrod McKenna’s Wednesday’s with Gandhi:

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“Jesus was the most active resister know perhaps to history. His was nonviolence par excellence.”

-Gandhi -Vol.84, June 26, 1946

I too hold that Jesus is not less than, as Gandhi put it elsewhere, “the greatest practitioner of nonviolence in history.” And while we could whine and moan in long self righteous diatribes about the extent of the distortion of Christianity today that often merely provides a ‘spirituality’ to accompany the satanic destruction of God’s good creation and the oppression of the poorest of poor all in nice sanitised suburban packaging that has somehow separated the nonviolent ‘Way of Jesus’ from ‘Jesus being the Way’ making a mockery of the cross with it’s pro-power, pro-war, pro-greed stance, …that’s a little to easy 😉 and all gets a bit tiresome.

So instead like to suggest some Australians who might also seem odd at first when considering people to help us gain an imagination for one aspect of Jesus’ controversial and crucifixion inducing nonviolence that is often overlooked. His provocative, disarming, larrikin-like humour. I want to make the case that nonviolence, Jesus’ nonviolence that Gandhi considered “par excellence”, is what we were created for, as St. Irenaeus put it “The glory of God is a human fully alive” and to be fully alive is to be creative, fun and often funny! In considering this God given creativity to reflect the “disarm[ing of the] the powers and authorities, making a spectacle of them” APEC comes to mind and the actions of… The Chaser boys!

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For those that missed it here’s a link to the BBC’s coverage on youtube (click here) 

In all honesty sometimes I hear nonviolence, (or love, or justice) being talked about… and it’s so bloody boring!  Asked to think of creative ways to get back at our enemies our imaginations run wild yet invited to imagine blessing our enemies in transformative ways that speak truth to power and we often go blank.

We’ve been sold the lie that loving our enemies is just for saints or super humans not recovering sinners like me.  As if those words where abstract philosophies to be written about in big books that gather dust instead of those words being evocative of our experience of the God revealed in Jesus.  Nonviolence (or love, or justice, or beauty) sadly become words that no longer open us to what God wills the world to be ultimately, (that we have seen start in Jesus) but instead stagnant principles that don’t challenge the empires we are living through.

One of the most humbling shout-outs EPYC has received has come from that mega-phone of amazing grace, Shane Claiborne author of The Irresistible Revolution who said reflecting on his time in Iraq,

“One of the doctors I met in Iraq said (with tears in his eyes), ‘This violence is for people who have lost thier imagination.’ Jarrod McKenna and the good people of EPYC are prophets of imagination. They are on a mission to create new heroes and sheroes and to reclaim God’s dream for this world. And as they help young folks to learn not to hurt each other, hopefully the nations will take some lessons.” day of the outlaw download

I believe the Holy Spirit empowers us all to become prophets of imagination.  Prophets of Jesus’ creative  way out of the cycles of violence and retaliation. Then we’ll be able to resist the temptations to have our understandings of ‘nonviolence’ (or love, or justice) be made sanitised, safe, nice and all a bit Fat-Cat-Humphy-Bear-Barney’s-Worldish. 

Jesus’ nonviolence provocatively and prophetically turns over tables in the temple while much we often consider ‘nonviolence’ is cowardly concern for owns own innocence rather than confronting injustice. This is only compounded when our understanding of Jesus gets separated from the earthy and engaging Jesus of the New Testament. (evangelicals are not exempt from when they treat the Scriptures like a context free collection of memory verses!) I’m not sure if it’s been in the interest of keeping Jesus ‘holy’ that we’ve often lost his earthiness, playfulness, creativity, anger, edginess, and humour. We’ve taken an amazing human and in the interest of saying he’s also ‘fully God’ made him less than ‘fully human’ (which is as heretical as saying Jesus isn’t the full revelation of God). We’ve made Jesus a bit 2-D. A bit plastic toyish. A bit weird and other worldish. A bit not as human as us. Comic bookesk. A bit cardboard cut out. A bit hard to call ‘brother’. And ultimately a bit boring!

I think the opposite is true. I think the more we witnesses to the fully humaness of Jesus the more the sandal of the incarnation comes to light. I think the New Testament witnesses to a fully alive, larrikin Jesus. As N.T. Wright puts it “the humility of God and the nobility of humanity.” Or as St. Ephrem the Syrian put it in the fourth century contemplating the Christ who reveals God to be a love that does no harm,

“it is so right that humans should acknowledge your divinity,

It is so right for heavenly beings to worship your humanity.”

Let’s pray we’ll have the imagination to follow the larrikin Jesus, the miraculous Patch Adams of Palestine, in his way of disarming humour.  We’ll hear the call to be practical jokers of the peaceable kingdom that pull the pants down on our suicidal society bent on unsustainabllity and self destruction. We’ll walk the narrow road of the sacred silliness of love in a world of satanic serious which spends each fourteen times the amount of money we need to end absolute poverty around the world on weapons whose sole purpose is to take life.

May we come to see a messiah, God’s idea of a real king, riding into Jerusalem on a donkey, fulfils prophecy in such a surprising and disarming way that it makes an ass out of the Roman military war horses and the Jewish expectations of a violent messiah in an inspired and moving act of holy clowning that’s as ridiculous as the expected liberating leader arriving on a tricycle when everyone is expecting tanks. Maybe the Chasers boys can help give us eyes to see.

Following Jesus in a Buddhist Temple?

Ok, we’ve looked at Ghandi, but what about these guys.

This article is about to be used in the next Forge National Newsletter and is re-printed with permission from GIA. It was originally published in their Resonate magazine – a resonatecover_small.jpggreat journal for the young adults in your church wanting to think more deeply about mission. GIA are the Baptist mission crew and I have to say that in my opinion they are probably the most impressive mission agency I have come across. Their tagline is “helping communities find their own distinctive ways of following Jesus” and this story is about one of those communities.

Read on…

God is using dreams and conversations with unassuming Australians to make Jesus known to Buddhist monks in Asia. These monks are now discovering how to develop their own distinctive ways of following Jesus within the context of a Buddhist temple. Towards the end of last year, two Buddhist monks fell in love. It was against their religion and completely counter-cultural. They both fell in love with Jesus.

The two twentysomethings – Tee & Zom – had previously moved into the city from rural Southeast Asia to join a Buddhist temple. They shaved their heads, donned their custom-made burnt orange robes and committed to service. It was while studying at university that they met a Global Interaction team member and part-time English teacher. For security reasons, let’s call him Habakkuk. Hab intrigued the monks: they hadn’t met a follower of Jesus before. He listened to their thoughts on Buddhism and then he talked about Jesus, giving them both Bible story books. A week later, Hab was driving past some temples when he felt drawn to one in particular, not realising that was where the two monks lived. They came running out, thanking Hab for the book: they had read it several times, soaking in the stories about Jesus. But God had also been breaking into their lives through dreams.

Tee was jumping out of his skin saying, “I had a dream you were going to come to this temple today!” Zom shared his dream: he was at a magnificent mountain and somehow knew that he was there to worship Jesus. He bowed down and Jesus said, “I have something for you.” Then he woke up. Hab was able to share what it was Jesus had to offer.

A few days later both said, “We love Jesus and want to follow him.” They were bubbling with joy. After reading the entire New Testament in a week, Tee wrote 10 pages on what it means to walk with Jesus. This demonstrated a genuine commitment. But a lifetime of living and breathing Buddhism meant they still had a lot of questions.

In Asia, Buddhist monks are given the highest respect. Every boy knows that he can only truly become a man by becoming a monk. Upon turning 20 and by simply answering 10 questions they can be a fullyfledged monk. These questions include: “Are you human? Are you running from the police? Do you have a contagious disease? Are you willing to follow the 227 rules?”

Ah yes, the rules. If you thought following the Ten Commandments took stamina, spare a thought for these guys. Not only do they need to remember 227 rules, they have to actually follow them. The rules include pretty much everything – no sport, no singing and no tickling. Hab reckons most monks find the ‘no lying’ rule the hardest.

It can be quite a lonely existence: most of the community don’t relate to the monks, other than giving them food. They have few possessions, although some monks use mobile phones and i-pods. So why do they do it? Food, accommodation and a university education are all taken care of. But it’s also about ‘making merit’, which is kind of like karma. It’s about escaping suffering by eliminating desires and therefore reaching enlightenment. The frustrating thing is they never really know how much merit

they’ve got or need. So they keep trying.

Hab worked hard to create common ground between Buddhism and Christianity and to bridge the gap. “There is a tension point because they [Buddhists] try to escape life and its suffering, whereas followers of Jesus can deal with life’s problems through His presence and a peace beyond understanding. They have a great respect for Jesus’ teaching, but the church doesn’t help.” This is because the Asian church is very Western. Locals see that if you become a Christian, you need to give up your ‘Asian-ness’ – that you can’t be both Asian and Christian. That’s why the two new believers will remain living in the temple, training to become teachers and in a few years will return to their communities.

“They have an obligation to their community to remain monks until they finish their studies,” Hab explains. “Buddha said that he could only take someone so far because it’s all human reasoning. But these monks now see that Jesus has given them divine revelation and helped them take the next step on their journey towards true enlightenment.”

This is where the story gets really interesting, trying to grapple with what it looks for these monks to develop their own distinctive ways of following Jesus in a Buddhist temple. “True Buddhism is a philosophy and a cultural identification, not a religion,” Hab notes. “That’s why these young men can stay in the temple.”

For instance, there are certain Buddhist ceremonies where the new believers are learning to step back and look at ways to change a certain saying that will honour Jesus instead. When praying for someone, they don’t need to say it aloud, so they can be praying to Jesus. During the deep breathing meditation exercises, they learn to breathe out their worries and breathe in God’s love. Instead of meditating on the Buddhist scriptures every morning, the monks read the Bible and then the two believers pray together.

Hab continues to go into the temples to connect and pray with the new believers. He leaves them with Bible stories that they then

share with others. “They have more effect on the other monks than I could ever have because I am a foreigner. I need to get out of the way, which is good for my ego! We are here so God can use us to help them work through this expression. We are not about building a Western style church.

We want new believers to remain in their community so they can be more effective in their witness.” “So now we are at the end of one chapter with these guys and the opening of another. It’s been very powerful to see how God has touched them and it’s even more exciting to think of where God will take them in the future.”

So what do you reckon?

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Communion – Getting it Sorted

A little while back we began ‘re’-exploring the whole issue of communion last chance harvey dvdrip

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and how we practice it.

We have taken our time over the month to read, research, discuss and finally arrive at some conclusions. Yesterday Danelle led our meeting – one where the kids were present the whole time – and we finalised what we will do in regard to communion. It was great to have them there and have their input.

The short version is that in our community we will treat communion primarily as a time of remembrance and celebration of Jesus’ death for us. If it has more sacramental significance for you then that’s cool, but it wasn’t ringing our bells that way. (As I said previously that is probably more heritage than theology.)

We have decided to have ‘communion’ every week (all my heretical Church of Christ friends cheered loudly…) over our evening meal. We felt some use of symbol & ritual to mark the meal as different to every other meal was important, so the person whose home we are meeting in will begin the meal and remind us that this time is a time for remembering Christ’s death. They will break the bread and pour a glass of wine (Sacred Hill Cab Shiraz… hehe…) as well as light a candle to start the meal. Those who want to can take the bread and wine and those who just wish to eat the other food can do that. Its pretty simple and all are welcome. I guess we could even sing a song if we wanted to.

When I write it like that it seems so ludicrously simple and it makes you wonder why on earth people were killed over this issue. Anyway we agreed to re-visit what we do every 6 months or so to pay attention to how our approach is developing and to monitor whether it is growing in significance or ‘losing something’, although that may depend more on participants than on actions…

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School…

I remember year 8 well… for all the wrong reasons!

I was an absolute turd of a kid, always getting into trouble and once got kicked out of class 8 times in 8 periods for my poor behaviour. When I was 20 I actually threw out all of my lower school reports because they were so terrible, but somehow this one slipped thru my grasp and dad gave it to me yesterday.

The good news was that I got 3 ‘A’s and a ‘B’… but funnily enough my folks still weren’t real impressed with the report. These were the first 4 pages, but it didn’t get any better…

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“fooling around during class’ Me?!…

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‘A dismal semester’s work…’ What? I got a B!!

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I just didn’t like school that much… in fact as much as I enjoyed the social component I hated the work and wanted out. Year 8 & 9 were fairly similar in that I mucked up heaps, got good grades, but was the bane of every teacher’s life. By year 10 I was growing up a little and by year 11 & 12 I was actually semi-human.

In that fateful year 8 I once wagged a whole week of school – Monday to Friday – in year 8 and didn’t get caught. The two guys I was with did get found out by their dad. He rang our home, spoke to me and asked me if I was with them for the whole week… Needless to say I was crapping myself. ‘Um… yep…’

That was all he wanted to know. He never did tell my parents. What a guy!!

When your school has ocean views and the surf is pumping its pretty hard to hang in. If I wasn’t at school I could usually be found at the beach.

I remember in year 10 my dad shoved me into taking business principles (bookkeeping etc) an one of my ‘options’. (“It’ll be good for you…”) So while everyone else was off doing woodwork, metalwork etc I was stuck in a classroom with the girls doing ledgers and accounts…

That class was held on the infamous ‘last two on Friday’ so it was always a 50/50 shot as to whether I would hang around after lunch just to get bored to tears. It was also very funny seeing Mrs Partridge’s face (her real name) when I did front… As something of a visitor and occasional attendee I am not sure she knew what to do with me. Needless I say I now don’t know much about accounting…

My favourite wag was the day Mohammad Ali fought Joe Frazier – the ‘rumble in the jungle’. The fight was scheduled for periods 4 & 5 , the session between recess and lunch. It would have been a nice clean break except that on the day we had metalwork periods 3 & 4…

We weren’t missing the fight for anything so it just meant that Mr Vaughn’s metalwork class had 30 people in period 3 and only 4 or 5 in period 4 as 25 of us shot off to a friend’s house to watch the fight. The beauty of it all was that no teacher could be bothered busting all 25 of us so it was a ‘stern warning’ (actually not that stern because I think Ross Munro thought it pretty amusing too) and then back to business as usual.

I rarely got caught wagging and never once forged a note.

My dumbest wag was in year 12 when I had just got my license and took dad’s XT Falcon to school. I skipped a class and shot off down to the beachfront in the days when the pinball parlours were still in vogue (crikey that is a long time ago…) and proceeded to lock the keys in car. As if that wasn’t bad enough I also left the motor running… Thanks God for quarter panel windows and brute force!

Ironically this was the school I later returned to teach at, a school that has now been carved up into some of the best real estate in the Scarborough area.

As much as I didn’t like school I had some great times there and was very sad to see the old place get bulldozed. School days the best days of your life?…

Hmmm… maybe!

Happy Holiday?

I sat down last night to check out some places the 4 Hamos could go for a holiday pre Christmas. On this occasion I am thinking decent accommodation but not too expensive – a 2 bedroom chalet / villa somewhere in the south west, near the coast would be fine. I am thinking $100.00-150.00/night maximum.

I rang a mob in Esperance where we had been before and enquired… $220.00/night… What the?… For 11 nights that would be $2420.00. Can the average family afford that kind of expense?!

I don’t know about you, but I find that an obscene amount of money to put my head on a pillow for a night, but that is ‘market value’. The south west isn’t much cheaper, in fact for a similar place its probably more expensive.

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We have stayed in ‘cheap’ places before and regretted it. A wasted holiday is never ‘cheap’. We sometimes joke about the ‘brown house’, a 3 bedroom house where everything was small, damp and brown… Never again. It was a holiday to remember for all the wrong reasons.

So if you have any hot tips on good value places to stay in the south of WA from Dec 13-24, or if any crazy people want to do a house swap and spend 10 days in beautiful Brighton living in a stunning mansion (ok suburban 4 x 2) with friendly dog, then I am all ears.

Blind Man

Last week I was the ‘soakwell man’ and the r’etic man’…

This week I am the ‘blind man’ installing about 20 timber venetian blinds to the house we are selling.

I’m not particularly gifted as a handyman, nor am I particularly patient with finicky and/or mundane tasks, but given the cost of installation was $1000.00 and I was able to do it in two days it was pretty much worth the effort.

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Jesus bigger than Christianity?

Jarrod McKenna download election dvdrip ’s Wednesday’s with Gandhi:

“Because the life of Jesus has the significance and the transcendency to which I have alluded, I believe that he belongs not solely to Christianity, but to the entire world; to all races and people, it matters little under what flag, name or doctrine they may work, profess a faith, or worship a God inherited from ancestors.”

-Gandhi “The Modern Review: Oct. 1941”

(This might be the post our reformed friends drown me for 😉 )

I remember the first time I wrote in my journal in 2001, “Jesus are you bigger than Christianity?” At the time I was one of two white people within eight blocks living in East Nashville with Karl Meyer. Karl is an amazing man who became a Christian through Dorothy Day who started the Catholic Worker Movement. Karl had a photo of in his living room of him up front of the Civil Rights marches in Chicago shoulder to shoulder with two other organisers. On one shoulder Thich Nhat Hahn. On the other, Dr. Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. After writing “Jesus are you bigger than Christianity” in my journal I wasn’t sure if to worship or ask for forgiveness. (From memory I did a bit of both.)

I have a mate who had a life changing experience watching “South Park” when he saw Gandhi in hell with Hitler. (God can use anything I guess).

I know for many this might provoke questions of who’s going to heaven (or hell) and who’s not. But that’s not what was going on in my head and heart when I was was journaling while living in this poor neighbourhood where I heard guns shots. My questions weren’t coming out of an understanding of the gospel ‘as fire insurance for the afterlife’ nor ‘sin management’. Nor where they coming out of a liberal ‘social gospel’ that reduced the gospel to ideals and principles. Instead they were arising out of a burning desire in me for an alternative to the fundamentalism and the liberalism which is so often on offer.

I longed for a Christianity that was ‘evangelical’ in the sense of being ‘good news’ to our hurting world that had integrity when it came to the context of the early Christians and how they would have understood the gospel (instead of just arguments of the sixteenth century read back into Scripture). I became convinced that the gospel is about God’s will being done “on earth” as Jesus taught us to pray and that we don’t “go to glory” rather biblically glory is coming here and it has broken in through Jesus! (notice the direction of the New Jerusalem or the Son of Man… this however has not effected the sales of ‘left behind’).

Gandhi famously refused to become a Christian yet daily spent 2 hours meditating after reading the Jesus’ Sermon on the Mount. (Anybody know any Christians who spent 2 hours meditating on Christ’s teachings today?) Repeatedly when asked for the inspiration of his nonviolent revolution in India he would not fail to mention Jesus and his teachings. Gandhi’s dedication to Jesus and practice of his teachings cannot be doubted, nor can his dedication to his Hinduism (albeit a Hinduism that looks like Jesus. So much so Gandhi was often accused of “Christianising” Hinduism and was finally shot by someone who believed he was corrupting Hinduism.)

I have a friend who, like Gandhi, makes many uncomfortable with his ability to live in liminal space between 2 ‘tribes’ which compete for him yet he feels, to be faithful, he has to be the bridge between. Like Tony Campolo he’s a sociologist, who never divorced his field from his faith. But more than a bridge, a better metaphor might be a prophet.

Dave AndrewsHe’s the kind thinker that would be interesting if he didn’t practice his ideas making him so dangerous. He the kind of guy who is an influence on many but quoted by few because of fears that they to might experience the ‘blessings of being cursed’ that are seen in his life because of the way he challenges the principalities and powers. He has a gentleness and humility that is intimidating to the shamsters who travel the speaking circuit enjoying the fanfare and praise while merely talking about what he quietly speaks with his life away from the cameras and applause. Like Gandhi he has been written off by many Christians. Not because of his witness, his life, like Gandhi’s, has become a modern day metaphor for Christ-likeness. But he has been written off for suggesting that maybe Gandhi isn’t burning in hell for not becoming a Christian (it wan’t South Park that convinced him).

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What is more interesting is that he hasn’t compromised on the centrality of Christ, nor avoided the question, nor departed from Scripture. But like Paul he’s suggested that maybe the “circumcisions” of our day make a mockery of the gospel. That the gospel was never about fire insurance for the afterlife nor sin management but God’s desire to heal creation which has broken into reality in Christ. His name is Dave Andrews and his books are a gift to the church at this time in history and a valuable companion to anyone thinking missionaly.

Like Gandhi we all wont agree with everything Dave says (we’re still talking about where an ecclesia fits in the ‘open set’ in his book Christi-Anarchy). But like Gandhi to ignore his life and writings is to miss a rich opportunity for our own journey and how better to bring others on that journey with us toward a the Jesus bigger than the boxes we put him in and a Christianity that does Christ justice.

Forge Pioneering Internships

As many of you would know we at Forge are constantly seeking out missionaries who will choose to invest their lives in a specific people group.

You may wonder what the criteria for an internship placement is… Well Daz from Forge Tasmania & Third Place Communities (also the primary guest at our third intensive) has developed a way of describing the kind of work we hope people will do.

Field Placements must be:

Missional: This refers to the outward movement of God’s people into the world as a “sent” missionary community. The intern must locate themselves, (along with their mission team/ community/family) within the hub of the people group they are hoping to connect with. They cannot simply run programs and send out invitations. For example: if the intern is choosing the surfing community, they must spend time at the beaches, out in the surf, and wherever else it is that surfers spend regular time. They cannot merely organize an event with a surfing movie and Hawaiian Pizza down at the local community hall. The intern must seek to ingratiate themselves into the fabric of that culture.

Incarnational: This refers to the downward and embedding movement of God’s people into culture and community. Over time, the intern must seek meaningful, evangelistic engagement with the host community. Moving into the community is one part of mission, building deep connections and engaging meaningfully is another. The intern and associated mission team, must seek to deepen their presence and work toward embedding the gospel.

Team Based: Mission is a community activity and responsibility. Part of the development of a missionary leader is the experience of working within a team. The intern must be directly connected to a mission community or team in some way, even if they are pioneering something new. This will become an essential part of the learning. The team can be made up of friends, colleagues, or family members, anyone with whom the intern is engaging in mission.

Experimental: Experimentation is essential for pioneering mission and foundational to the formation of missionary leaders. During the course of the placement the intern will be encouraged to experiment and try out new ways to engage in mission.

If you’re interested then give me a call and we can chat some more!