Tassie Weekend

It was great to hang out with the Third Place Communities crew for the weekend and to be involved in the Forge Intensive in Hobart, but the trip home and a couple of emotionally draining moments have left me kinda wiped out.

The intensive went well as we looked at the subject of Pioneering Leadership and what it looks like. There was a mixed bunch there, with some missionary church planters and a bunch of people still in established churches. Its sometimes difficult trying to cross that span when you are speaking because the needs of each group are quite unique.

The 6 hour flight from Hobart was rescheduled from 7.00am to 9.40am, a huge bonus because with Tasmanian daylight saving kicking in last night it would have actually been a 6.00am start – and after getting to bed at 1.00am it wouldn’t have been fun!

The trip home was one of those packed planes where they seemed to have squeezed the seats back a few centimeters on everyone and the leg room had all but disappeared. I was glad to get off…

The drive home was good and I can highly recommend Brighton Luxury Vehicle Charter. Their prices are much better than taxis and the service was excellent. If you’re stuck like I was and need a ride then they are good and service all areas of the city.

We had church this afternoon and learnt that one of our team (who we knew was leaving) has actually purchased a house and will be on their way at the end of the year. After being in the same community for over 10 years it was hard to hear. We believe they are making the right decision and we are happy for them, but the sadness hits you on days like these. These are people we have done a lot of life with, seen some good times and some bad, but have come out the other end as friends. I think that is always the test – whether you can get thru the hard stuff.

It was really hard watching our daughter burst into tears as she realised her friends were going and she and Sam were going to be the only kids left in our small church. I found that quite heart breaking. Despite praying for people to come and join us as missionaries we are still just us – and there are now going to be fewer of ‘us’. It was one of those days when the optimist in me started to flag and things looked a little darker.

We also have a difficult situation where a person who owes us $1200.00 is refusing to pay and trying to hang the guilts on us for daring to ask for it… I’m afraid that is just not the way to win me over. If they had asked for us to waive the amount and let it go I probably would have been happy to play, but to just refuse to cough up because you have changed your mind on a deal is pretty lame. To then go from that to try and make us feel bad is even worse. I am mad about that and want to go after them… But I have a feeling that I may end up letting it go. Some things just aren’t worth the hassle…

So I’ll be glad to wake up in the morning and see a new day…

People in Glass Houses

I went into the city the other day and spent the book vouchers I had been given and that had sat in my wallet since my birthday in May.

I had a few books in mind, ‘Gould’s Book of Fish’ by Richard Flanagan, A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini, Affluenza (I have read this but wanted a bookshelf copy) and Hugh Mackay’s latest, Advance Australia Where.

However none of these were available in the ABC shop, so I finished up buying Tanya Levin’s autobiographical account of her experience of her life in and out of Hillsong. However it would probably be more accurate to say it is Tanya Levin sharing her struggles with life, faith, family and her own self esteem. Hillsong was a player in all of that, but I wonder if Levin mightn’t be an unhappy camper even if she had never discovered the Hillsong brand of Pentecostalism.

I hesitated to buy a book that is clearly a swipe at other Christians, but I was also interested to hear her journey. I believe that “sometimes our critics are our best critics.” They will tell us the hard things our friends won’t dare to. I had seen her on Denton, and while I was not overly impressed, I was sufficiently interested to hear her side of things.

It seems Levin grew up in a rigid tight family that made sure she was well separated from the world and cocooned in a Christian bubble. If it weren’t for the Hillsong angle her story could be any one of many young Christians who found themselves in rebellion and reaction to the narrow paths chosen by parents. This is an all too frequent story and something we ought to be paying attention to as Christian leaders. Separation from the world does not produce healthier disciples. Often it actually produces fragile vulnerable people unable to survive in the ‘wild’, or young adults who choose to throw off all restraint. (Listen up advocates of closed enrolment Christian schools!) Or if you don’t like my words then listen to Bonhoeffer: ‘The church is at its most false when it seeks to preserve a separation from the world’.

Levin is a self confessed rebel and cynic, a questioner who doesn’t take anything at face value. This trait is valuable and yet does taint her story with some fairly crude sarcasm and invective. A regular smattering of proof texts are snidely woven thru the story as she seeks to offer the Hillsong theological position on different aspects of life. While the biblical references definitely ring true, a more skilled writer might have said the same thing, but with greater subtlety and a better result. I found myself both nodding in affirmation at the issues she raised yet also seeing her as something of a habitual fault finder. However given her many years of submission to and ‘not questioning God’s annointed’ maybe her sarky tone can be excused.

I appreciated her honest struggle to stay with the simple ‘black and white’ faith of her childhood. As a questioner she discovered early that the simple answers just don’t cut it with the big questions of faith. When she prayed God didn’t answer and things didn’t work out as the pastors said they would… No kidding…

She had the integrity to question both God and the church but in doing so perplexed those around her who saw her as a nuisance. Alan Jamieson affirms this as a problem with ‘Evangelical Pentecostal Charismatic’ churches in general (EPC). They tend not to allow people to easily progress thru stages of faith and seem to isolate / marginalize those who express real doubt on a consistent basis. Perhaps if doubt and mystery were allowed greater permission to exist then we wouldn’t have so many people ditching faith because it didn’t ‘add up’. Reality is that it doesn’t

always add up, but it’s probably only been the last few years that I have been comfortable enough to say that myself and still consider myself a true believer.

It was disturbing to read of her perception of God as the ‘vengeful’ one who would cause you to fail your TEE exams because you had been naughty at schoolies week. Levin grew up with an angry God who needed pleasing and appeasing. But it was personally disturbing because it reminded me of the world I grew up and the similar torment I experienced as a teenager wondering, each time I did something wrong, when God would punish me. I am not sure where I gained that image of God from, but I know it was pretty common in my teenage world and obviously retarded us in seeing him properly. Could it have been the image of God that fitted the era?

Someeone asked me recently ‘what is it with all the immorality and licentiousness in church these days?’ I told him ‘I blame Phillip Yancey’. In the 90’s we were long overdue for a pendulum swing and Yancey provided it with his brilliant book ‘What’s So Amazing About Grace’. He wrote some brilliant stuff and in the process seemed to validate anyone who was failing and/or who couldn’t be bothered trying. So the church pendulum swung from hardline legalistic holiness to a ‘grace covers everything so it doesn’t matter what I do’ position. I don’t know which is more destructive, but I wonder why we just can’t seem to strike the balance.

Levin departed from faith at 17 years of age on her Schoolies week and did not come back except to investigate the Hillsong phenomenon. She was married briefly, and then paired up with a Maori bloke to whom she had a son. She returned to visit one of her old pastors when her Maori partner began manifesting serious demonic activity, but the response was underwhelming and only seemed to further her disillusionment.

While it is loosely chronological, the book is also quite erratic in its presentation with the Geoff Bullock story only getting a geurnsey in one of the final chapters. Levin seemed to like Bullock as he was a fellow sufferer and one who may understand her.

There is much that makes the book both interesting and concerning.

• Levin’s story of being banned from church and later ejected really doesn’t do Hillsong any favours, but it does read as a true account.

• The failure by Brian & Bobbie Houston to respond to her personal emails is rather poor also. If church is a corporation then it is understandable but if we are a family then it is nasty. That said I can think of some people from my pastoring days, who were genuine trouble-makers whose emails I wouldn’t have responded to either.

• Her comparison of Hillsong to Amway is not a first and has a little merit, although I genuinely doubt this would be in the hearts or minds of most of those involved.

• Her chapter on fundamentalism was kinda weird as I wouldn’t have perceived these guys as fundies, but then some of the behaviour and beliefs Levin cites would fit that category. There is a cult-like allegiance and devotion that ought to evoke some concern. However I don’t think she fits them in the right box when she uses the ‘F’ word. She does go on to describe them as a cult. Again I think this may well be pushing the boundaries of the definition. As I see it there are cult like elements in the focus on recruitment and $$, but people are free to come and go. That would surely rule it out.

• Her chapter on the ‘Colour’ conference was enough to make you want to vomit as she depicted a ‘princess’ culture in the making and what she believed was a call to women to get over abuse and allow their husbands to call the shots.

I realise that simply reviewing this book will piss some people off – ‘Why did you even give it the time of day Hamo?!’ while other will feel I have not been scathing enough of Hillsong given the content of the book. This is not me trying to carefully walk a middle line. I simply believe that Levin does write some interesting and no doubt accurate critique of the beast that is now Hillsong, but she does it with some serious baggage and there is no way she can be considered completely objective.

I believe she sounds a warning to all of us in churches that there are people out there not afraid to ask question and not afraid to blow the whistle when we start to look more multi level marketing schemes.

Unfortunately the writing in the book is a bit average, but it is very easy reading, so if you are interested you can probably digest the 269 pages in a few hours like I did on the plane this weekend.

If Tanya Levin happens to read this then I would want to apologise to her for the abuse she has suffered at the hands of us, the church, and the lack of dignity she has been shown. I would want to ask her to remember that some of it wasn’t intentional. It was people locked in a system genuinely doing what they thought was best – even if it was destructive and damaging. I would encourage her to keep seeking and questioning because I believe God is much more complex and mysterious than fundamentalism would like him to be, and yet at the same time he is knowable and personal. Tanya – not all you were told was bullshit. I truly believe God does love you whether you care or not…

And having read Tanya’s story of her experience at Hillsong, I have to confess that there have been people who have left church because of me – because they felt I didn’t treat the with dignity and respect, or that they were simply part of my plan for world domination. There haven’t been many but there have been a few. And I would have to confess that a couple are probably quite justified in their view, while others were projecting their own issues onto me. As I read ‘Glass Houses’ I sensed Tanya was both of these people at the same time.

I am interested in her story for what we (as the church and church leaders) can learn from the angry and disenfranchised in our midst. I realize you may not wish to read the book on principle, but I wonder if there may be a voice here that we need to pay attention to…

Weird Economies

Tomorrow I head off to Tasmania for 4 days.

Usually I just drive to airport and leave the car in long term parking for the period and then drive home. We live 100km from the airport so getting Danelle to drop me off is not a great option. By the time you go there and back twice its at least $50.00 worth of fuel and parking is only $17.00/day.

Tomorrow Danelle is off to her sister’s place and can actually drop me off… but getting home on Sunday is another proposition altogether.

A taxi to where I live is about $90.00. I could get a taxi to the city then a train and a bus… It’d take me 3 hours to get home… After a flight from Hobart via Melbourne I won’t be up for another 3 hours of farting around.

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Or… the option I have chosen is to go with a local Brighton company called Beachside Luxury Vehicle Charter. For $75.00 they drive down, meet me at the airport and then drive me to my door with drinks included…

Its the same cost as long term parking but I don’t have to drive.

It feels quite weird to go home in a ‘luxury vehicle charter’ alone, but the numbers add up!

Why You Should Sell Your Own Home

Because you can…

Quite seriously, next time you need to move house do it yourself. We have now sold 4 houses by ourselves and saved a crazy amount of money.

Last Sunday we advertised the investment house I have been working for the last few weeks. Tonight we sold it for the asking price to the first couple who walked thru the door – and no it wasn’t underpriced!

We fully expected to be on the market for at least 4 or 5 weeks, but this time we were very fortunate. Other times we haven’t had it so easy, but we have always sold when we have got the price right.

The agents commission we saved was around $16000.00…

Can you imagine paying someone that kind of money to sell a house in one day?…

If you ever need to know what to do then give me a call. I understand that agents need to make money as well and many are decent people, but so often people don’t go it alone because they are intimidated into thinking they will stuff it up.

While there are some limitations (you have a smaller network) its not hard and its well worth a go!

Blasphemy & Missional Solidarity

Jarrod McKenna

Jarrod McKenna’s Wednesday’s with Gandhi:

“My experience tells me that the Kingdom of God is within us, and that we can realise it not by saying, “Lord, Lord,” but by doing God’s will and God’s work… Do you know that there are thousands of villages where people are starving and are on the brink of ruin? If we would listen to the voice of God, I assure you we would hear God say we are taking God’s name in vain if we do not think of the poor and help them.  If you cannot render the help that they need, it is no use talking of service of God and service of the poor. Try to identify yourself with the poor by actually helping them.”

Mohandas Gandhi, (March 31, 1927) from “Mohandas Gandhi: Essential Writings” by John Dear, p. 81

 

I don’t think there would be many who would argue that as Christians we can affirm with Gandhi that “we are taking God’s name in vain if we do not think of the poor and help them.”

And while Radiohead’s fans are excited the bands been thinking creatively about questions of economics and how they distribute there next album, what does that look like in our lives as God’s people? (economics and justice that is, not so much our next album distribution) Does it look different from the bands PR exercise (not that I’m not stoked Radiohead are letting me decide what to pay for their next album!)

What does it look like to move from ‘church charity’ run by some sweet old ladies, to being ecclesia of missional solidarity?  (not to disrespect radical nannas everywhere doing awesome stuff!)

For you or your community what does ‘doing God’s will’ when it comes to ‘the least of these’ look like? What are you inspired by, that it might look like? What do you long for it to look like?

Our crew have really struggled with this stuff. I don’t mean struggle in the noble sense. I mean struggle in the sense of it being bloody hard! Nearly as hard as living with each other 🙂  And like much of our life as community, it’s left us with not much to show other than some colourful (and painful) stories and a burning desire for God, for healing, for justice, for the kingdom and an awareness of our own brokenness and sin. Should we all move overseas to the slums we have only visited with our expensive cameras? Should we all just join UNOH?  What does it mean to practice hospitality when you’re continually stolen from, physically threatened and taken advantage of?  When all you’re left with is their used needles, hardcore porn, broken promises, and debt. When you show up in court to support them but they dont. When you’re dumped with other people’s toddlers for days on end while they get high and you have to decided do you ring DCD and your only comfort is the lament of the Psalmist and your sisters and brothers prayers. Only to find out that our parts of the body of Christ are bagging you out without praying for you or seeking to correct or encourage you. Please don’t hear me writting these things out of bitterness. I write as a brother struggling with what “actually helping them” (as Gandhi put it) looks like (anybody else?).  Sometimes I come out of visiting in prison and just feel like crying for a day. Maybe these are the stories we need to tell too aswell as the times we come out feeling totally inspired.

Recently I was contacted by a pastor (of what most would consider a successful mainstream church), who had opened up his home to someone who had lived on the streets for years. This Pastor wanted to talk through the heart ache of seeing someone throw away the opportunities offered to him because he was stuck in cycles he couldn’t break out of. Maybe these stories are as important to share as the “success stories”? Maybe these are the stories that can ween us of the quick fixes and easy answers that we can so often hear to our worlds deepest problems. Maybe if we told these ones too we’d celebrate God’s transforming grace all the more! And real joy would truely be our strength.

Some of our crew were recently hanging out with a similar community to us in the States called ‘The Simple Way’. The Simple Way have a huge public influence through the success of Shane Claiborne’s wonderful book “The Irresistible Revolution” (which I highly recommend!!)  But we were joking if we were to write a book it would be “A how [not] to” (shout outs to Pete Rollins who I also highly recommend!!!!).  Maybe our book would be called ‘The Resistible Revolution’ or ‘The Very Resistible Revolution’. 🙂

So for those of us who believe James 2:15-16 is part of the inspired Scriptures what does this look like in a world where 3 billion of God’s children live on less than 2 dollars a day?

Who are a good example of an alternative?  Is Gandhi a good example?  Is St. Francis of Assisi? Is our Lord? (Seriously!) If we say they are (or if we say ‘Jesus is Lord’) what does that look like for us as the church practically?  Who are the communities or people who inspiring you to see Christ glorified in the churches response to  poverty and ‘affluenza’? What churches in your city have encouraged you in the journey by their witness?

Anybody else need to voice failed efforts 🙂 Prayerfully reading the quote from Gandhi, what does God stir in you?

Coffee in Melbourne?

This is a note to any Melbournites who may read this.

I am flying to Tasmania on Thurs for the Tassie Forge Intensive and have some time to kill in Melbourne. I was trying to tee up a few meetings but for various reasons they haven’t happened and I now have way more time than I need. Seven hours at Melbourne airport doesn’t excite me!

I get in at 2.40pm and fly out to Tas again at 9.15pm. In between I’m thinking of heading down town somewhere to have a coffee so if anyone is up for a coffee in the afternoon/early evening and its easy to make happen then drop me an email.

Only rule = no dodgy coffee 🙂

Chris Mainwaring, Mortality and Perspective

On the weekend former West Coast Eagles footballer and TV presenter Chris Mainwaring died.

Its a tragedy.

But its not a tragedy because he was a ‘star’. Its a tragedy because it is a life wasted and now a family and friends must live without someone they loved. The news reports seem fairly conclusive that it was drug related and that ‘Mainy’ was going thru a tough time personally.

I actually get infuriated every time we focus on the death of a celebrity as if they were someone more special than everyone else – especially those millions of faceless black people who die every day, but who really don’t matter a fig in the scheme of things.

We really do show our true colours when a ‘star’ dies. I’m sure Chris Mainwaring was a nice bloke and I feel for those who have lost a family member or friend, but he was just a bloke. Another human being… special & unique… just like everyone else.

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Lately I have been pondering why we devalue those in other countries who are poor, or who we only see in news reports as they lie starving.

Aren’t their lives of equal value to ours?

Don’t those parents love their kids as much as we love ours?

If only they could play football.