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"Almost all of them are still alive at the end, and are better people because of what has happened to them. Not happier, not calmer, not even wiser, but better. Then there are those few who kill or get killed; racism has tragedy built in."I've read some reviews of this film online, and I think others have done more justice to the film than I could. So I'll "review" my emotions as I watched this film and as I was driving home alone last night.
- Roger Ebert, review of Crash
Graham: Its the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. In LA, nobody touches you. We're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something.Crash (2005, Lion's Gate Films), opens with various people in various situations just living life. The characterizations are over the top for at least the first thirty minutes. I thought the sense of racism looked heavily stereotypical, a la Archie Bunker and Fred Sanford. I know people like that, but that many people in such a confined space of story felt contrived. Saying that, as the movie moved along I found that I'd probably joined in the judgmentalism of the characters, taking my own prejudices and exposing them right alongside the steretypes.
Anthony: Look around! You couldn't find a whiter, safer or better lit part of this city. But this white woman sees two black guys, who look like UCLA students, strolling down the sidewalk and her reaction is blind fear. I mean, look at us! Are we dressed like gangbangers? Do we look threatening? No. Fact, if anybody should be scared, it's us: the only two black faces surrounded by a sea of over-caffeinated white people, patrolled by the triggerhappy LAPD. So, why aren't we scared?As the film moves through the activities of a day, situations and chance encounters among the characters reveal more clearly the levels of hope and/or hopelessness each is bringing to the table.
Peter: Because we have guns?
Anthony: You could be right.
Photo Friday: Sport
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I'm one of those people who thinks too much - I think deeply about things that matter, but I also think deeply about stuff that isn't worth the effort. My own "time management" skills need to take that into consideration when it's time to leave for work but I still want to see what's on SportsCenter in the morning. This morning I had a little time to think during my commute - driving my wife's car instead of my XM-powered CRV, so I wasn't flipping channels and instead enjoyed the traffic, yeeha. I dropped her car at the auto shop across the street to get new shocks, and waited around for someone to drive me to the office while they did their business.
When the rest of my family heads to the beach in the summer, I normally stay behind, take care of the pets and the house, and see a few movies that are in my I'm-just-weird-and-no-one-else-likes-my-movies list. This week I've mostly got DVDs lined up, but I do hope to go to one theater flick tomorrow night if I can.
I need coffee this morning. Yesterday was such a long day - very enjoyable, very productive, very connecting with new friends and very old friends. Wouldn't trade it for the world. But it was so long, and this morning my right eye is still feeling dry and burning on the lid, like a sty without a sty, or not tearing up right - I don't know. And the headache from sleeping hard after yesterday's festivities - popping Tylenol and heading into work a little late, getting my bearings and doing my thing.
Michael Jackson cleared of all charges. Whew. Now when do they start prosecuting parents who let the kids go to Neverland?
John Piper has let me down. Following him from the moment I discovered the whole group from Passion/268, I've been so challenged and so stretched over the years. I consider his sermon, "Did Christ Die for Us or for God?", to be one of the turning points of my life.
I've enjoyed getting to know Margaret Feinberg through her writing, her new books, her website, and her blog. And having Twentysomething (2004, W. Publishing Group) as a testimony of her formative young adult pre-marriage years, pitfalls and all, has been fun - makes me wish she were older, writing these things fifteen years ago when I probably really needed it.
"All the realities that caught me by surprise can be summed up in one statement: The real world isn't anything like The Real World on MTV." (p. 24)Now that I am in my late thirties and looking back on so much of this period in my own life, I can only add, "you ain't kiddin'" to that thought. The "rude awakenings" she surfs through in chapter one, from "1. You have to work" to "4. Life is expensive" to "10. I know less than I thought I did (and I didn't know much" were spot on for what I felt I went through in that awkward post-college pre-rest-of-my-life stage.
"I think I had one too many late-night philosophical discussions while I was in school. You know, the conversations where you struggle with the deeper issues of life and expose your soul until around 4 a.m. or so when either you or the person you're talking to falls asleep on the lumpy and slighly smelly couch." (p. 55)That's me today more than back in my early 20s, but one of those lessons I wish more people would learn is that it's okay to ask the tough questions and to wrestle with the tough answers.
We're leaving in a few moments for Asheville to see Vicki's father & grandmother. It's a long trip, but not so long that we can't do up and back in a day. It also tends to be an uncomfortable trip, with different family dynamics working against trying to really connect. The kids are old enough to entertain themselves in the car, and when we get there we'll take some games and books in for them, too. Meanwhile, we'll field questions about not coming up more often, why can't we stay longer, wish we didn't have to leave so soon.
Photo Friday - Nerdy
"Put most bluntly, I believe that God means for a man to be civilized, directed, and stimulated toward marital faithfulness by the fact that his wife will freely give herself to him sexually only when he presents himself as worthy of her attention and desire."There's much in what Dr. Mohler writes that strikes me a bit off-kilter - mostly from the phrasing and dogmatism (even in this excerpted post). But this statement jumped off the page and smacked me with a question and a challenge: Am I living life in such a way that my wife considers me "worthy of her attention and desire"?
- Dr. Al Mohler - "Pornography and the Integrity of Marriage, Part Two", June 9, 2005
Well, I think everyone's where they need to be. My wife is taking a certification exam this morning, so it was up to me to get the kids up and fed and dressed and out the door to day camp. Our daughter's morning disposition is usually floppy, like she could go back to bed if that's necessary, or slowly wake up to snuggle and watch TV. Our son, on the other hand, has two morning modes: "Good morning, may I play gamecube?" or "nooooooooooooooo, ten more minutes?". We got the second one this morning. But things settled down, and after losing his cool the at first, he did calm down after going back upstairs to lay down and try that again. Breakfast and cartoons, and then we drove to the church. I think they were dropped off a little earlier than normal, and might've been a little more clingy than normal, but they're really good kids, looking forward to a good day playing and learning and craft-ing.
Balance is something I swing through on my way to the other extreme.
Our knowledge of God has less to do with the capacity of our minds than with the obedience of our lives.
One of the sidebar statements that came out this morning at the men's meeting was the importance of "raising adults", training our kids to be good adults, good parents, good Christians later on in life. My wife posted a list of things that she wants to teach our kids, and I wanted to add a little to that from "daddy's point of view" (just a bit more "wordy", maybe):
Actually got up on time this morning, getting a shower and even making coffee before snapping a photo of my snaggle-toothed child and driving to this morning's meeting. Getting involved with a new group of guys, reading Eldredge's Wild At Heart together - I'm looking forward to the experience, mostly getting to know some new folks from church. The honey wheat bagel and grande caramel macchiato do not hurt, by the way, as we all congregate at Atlanta Bread Co. this morning. I'll update after - right now, guys are settling in and the coffee's flowing.
She pulled it on her own, taking her time this week and working that rascal of a tooth. Such a big girl.
Against Hesitating - Dag HammarskjöldAn old friend shared a story. As a defensive back, he kept missing his man in the offense's backfield, kept aiming for the wrong offensive player. His coach pulled him aside, trying to talk some sense into him: "If you're going to miss your guy, at least hit somebody and knock him down. If you make a mistake, make it at full speed."
Thanks to your "success," you now have something to lose. Because of this - as if suddenly aware of the risks - you ask whether you, or anyone, can "succeed." If you go on in this way, thoughtlessly mirroring yourself in an obituary, you will soon be writing your epitaph - in two senses.
When the morning's freshness has been replaced by the weariness of midday, when the leg muscles quiver under the strain, the climb seems endless, and, suddenly, nothing will go quite as you wish - it is then that you must not hesitate.
[Source: "Markings" by Dag Hammarskjöld - Daily Dig]
Here's a link to this week's Men's Devotional @ Crosswalk.com: "When Asking Beats Telling". Just an FYI in case you're interested in finding other ways to witness than the typical presentations. I'm all about questions, and find myself wanting to "answer" with questions more and more. I think Jesus did it that way alot, giving things to think about rather than straight up opinions. Anyway, I'm going to be looking through this week's devotionals at this site, might be posting a bit here and there. We'll see.
It's been a Jim Carrey weekend at our house. That's a big deal, considering how much my wife dislikes him as an actor. Since most of his roles go way too far off the deep end in grossness, it's hard to see him on a "good light" in some of his other performances.
It's Saturday morning, and the aroma of the new coffee (Starbucks' Fortymile Blend - mmm) is working it's way through the house. I got up about 6:15am, having about an hour and a half before the kids woke up, and another hour to myself while they started playing games upstairs instead of coming down. I appreciated the time with my quiet XM before they came down to eat cereal and watch Looney Tunes - nothing against Bugs and Daffy, but the quiet and peace was very nice.
From Crosswalk.com, Christian Parents Challenged Regarding "Godless" Schools:
"[Rev. Grady] Arnold says the vast majority of Christian children (88 percent) who attend public schools leave the church once they graduate. "Southern Baptists have been playing the 'ostrich with its head in the sand' routine long enough," the Texas pastor laments. "The time is way overdue that we acknowledge the devastating effects public school is having on the faith of our children."Why not ask if the problem isn't with the churches? Why not ask if the problem isn't with the youth groups inadequately preparing the children spiritually? Why not ask if the parents aren't dropping the ball? Why point judgmentally at the public school system without at least self-addressing internal issues?
Long morning post. I probably should've gotten caffeinated first.
Now this is a sticky one. When I prayed to receive Jesus as a teenager, I didnt have all the facts about Jesus and his pre-existence and attributes. I just knew a little bit . .. enough, I guess, to respond to in God's estimation anyway. Does that make me a Corporate Inclusivist?I'm going to leave my answer at an I DON'T KNOW and count it as a half point. One good line from McLaren's The Last Word... : "I'm not a universalist, but a part of me hopes that God is." I want my view of "who's in and who's out" to be as wide and as welcoming as possible, and I want that perspective to lend a merciful and still grace-giving weight to evangelism in my life. I would lean towards Stott's and Packer's version of "inclusivism" - how's that?
I needed more help on this one so I read on to see who lined up on either side of the fence. According to Theopedia's definition, famous/popular proponents of inclusivism include: C.S. Lewis, Matthew Henry, J.I. Packer, John Stott - Now hold on . .. J.I Packer wrote "Knowing God" which was a staple of my Bible College education. And John Stott was one of the major figures behind shaping the Lausanne Covenant, which is what I suggest ALL emerging church networks read, understand and abide. Now if these guys were corporate inclusivists, then I guess I might be one, if I had to be. Certainly better than being an Exclusivist. which does not describe me.
Verdict: YES . . But wait - I might be an Exclusivist: "Exclusivism is the belief that only certain religions contain teachings which, if followed or believed, lead to salvation, or eternal bliss in some sense. To say that a sect or religion is exclusivistic is usually to say that it does not believe members of other sects or religions are going to have eternal life, though sometimes it might also allow for salvation in a clearly limited number of other groups."
Well, I believe that Jesus is the Way and the Truth and the Life, and that no one comes to the Father except through Him. But that is different than saying "Except through my religion". Which religion? Are we saying here that my Pentecostal friends dont have the truth and my Fundamentalist/Dispensational friends do have the truth? Now this is getting weird and I feel myself shifting away from this word "exclusivist" and towards the lesser of two evils.
Revised Verdict . . I don't really know. I'm sorry. I am trying to wear one of the hats but cant decide - and you know i like HATS!
Final Verdict: For the sake of the poll, I am going to reluctantly throw my lot in with Packer and Stott. YES
Right. Lets add them up. The inclusivist one is still confusing, but if John Stott went that direction . . ummm. How about I get half a mark for being a tempered inclusivist. No - I will go for a full mark so i can participate in the poll.Andrew's "2 out of 7" becomes my "1.5 out of 7" because I don't mind leaving the ambiguity on the inclusivism/exclusivism issue. But here's the thing that rubs me wrong: most of the folks speaking out against it have an inaccurate picture of what's going on, where it's going, the value and worth of a movement that's bringing some very good things to the table. I would call myself "emergent", and agree with Andrew that the communication needs to be worked out, along with possibly a change in attitude on all sides of this comversation.
OK - 2 out of 7. And that is how I (Andrew) voted.
Conclusion:
Either I failed the test and am not a heretic - or even worse - I passed the test and am NOT part of the Emergent Church - or - and I have to ask the question: Is how I am perceived, is how the emergent church perceived ACCURATE or do we have some work to do in mending bridges, communicating a little better (and in the right language)
Photo Friday: Rare
In true summer sequel style, continuing on with my "You're a movie snob" thoughts...
Spelling Bee Test - Five out of ten for me, and even more thankful for the invention of spellcheck.
"You're a movie snob" - that's what one of my co-workers said as we discussed what's out, what's coming out this summer at the theaters. She's right, I am a snob when it comes to who gets my $8+$popcorn+$drink money. I rarely want to see a film as "escapism", because there are cheaper ways to do that with HDtv at home, or with a good book. I tend to be choosey, and want to train our kids up to be the same way, asking questions about a film's value, its message, its artistic merit and its morality (we don't go see every kids' movie that comes out - instead, we research the language and the plot points to see if it's worth seeing or not). And I'm not into every thriller or raunchy comedy that hits the screen.
Slow Miracles - Saint AugustineIt's raining here in the sunny southland, and it's really cooled things off. It's June, and we've only had one 90+ degree day so far. That'll change soon enough, and as soon as the rain moves off-shore the humidity will fall in behind. But for now, it's nice and peaceful outside, light drizzle and a light breeze and hot fresh coffee.
We take for granted the slow miracle whereby water in the irrigation of a vineyard becomes wine. It is only when Christ turns water into wine, in a quick motion, as it were, that we stand amazed.
[Source: A Third Testament, by Malcolm Muggeridge -
Daily Dig]