Painting to the corners

For this evening’s NaBloPoMo post, I’m gonna do something a little different. Some readers know (as some do not know) that I am an ordained priest in the Community of Christ. I typically attend the Olathe branch, where Alli and I are on several committees and try to serve in whatever way we can.

One of the things that I do is I speak out in our district at congregations that are smaller and this past Sunday, I spoke at the Bethel Congregation off of Leavenworth road. Tonight I’m going to share with you an excerpt from the sermon that I gave, in which I talked about our experience in the summer of 2007 when we visited France and Italy, and more specifically, the Sistine Chapel. Understand that without delivery, it may not be quite as successful, but my sister-in-law suggested that I share it, so I thought I would.

This morning, the scripture I’d like to focus on comes from the Doctrine and Covenants, section 163:

“Faithful disciples respond to an increasing awareness of the abundant generosity of God by sharing according to the desires of their hearts; not by commandment or constraint. Break free of the shackles of conventional culture that mainly promote self-serving interests. Give generously according to your true capacity.”

I want to talk this morning a little about what our is meant by our “true capacity.” I think that our true capacity is probably a lot more than we think. Our true capacity is the capacity for greatness that God placed in each our lives.

David says in Psalm 8, “What is man that you that you take thought of him, and the son of man that you care for him? You have made him a little lower than the angels and have crowned him with glory and majesty. You have made him to rule over the works of your hands; you have put all things under his feet.” God designed us for greatness.

When I married Alli, I made her a promise. Well, I made her several promises, but this one was a little different. It wasn’t really a condition of marriage, per se, more of a goal for both of us to work toward. See, my wife is an artist. She has studied art for her whole life and is a self-sustaining painter now. My promise to her was to take her to Italy before her 30th birthday.

You see, one of the things that Alli never got to do through school was to go and actually stand in front of the masterpieces she had studied for so many years. This was an important life goal for her, so it was an important life goal for me.

We started saving up a couple years in advance and in the summer of 2007, we went on a 3-week vacation that took us from Paris to Venice to Florence to Rome — we went to every major gallery in those cities and stood in seemingly every church we passed.

St. Peter's Square

We saw amazing architecture and artwork — from the Louvre to the Uffizi Gallery — culminating in our visit to Rome. While I might pretend that the trip was for Alli’s benefit, don’t let me kid you, this was one of the greatest trips I have taken in my life. I was particularly excited to visit Rome for a couple reasons. First, I was excited to see all the ancient ruins and history of a world we sometimes are blind to. Moreso, I was thrilled that Alli was finally going to be able to stand in one of the most significant places of art through all of history — the Sistine Chapel.

The Chapel is a part of the larger Vatican Museum — a museum that holds one of the largest, if not the largest, art collections in the entire world. There are 54 galleries in the museum and the Sistine Chapel is the final one — you have to walk through the other 53 just to get to the Sistine Chapel.

I can tell you, as tired as I was from standing in line in the blazing Rome summer heat for two hours and then walking through 53 galleries containing artwork and antiquities from all around the world, the wait, the exhaustion — it was all worth it.

Wow. Just wow. What an amazing testament to what we as humans are capable of with God. You know there are people who would want to claim that there are subtle things in the chapel that Michelangelo placed in there as a statement against the church, but standing in that room with about 2,000 other people, I didn’t see them. All I could see was the clear cut evidence of God’s presence. You can’t stand in the room and look at that ceiling and not feel God.

Alli and I spent more time in the Sistine Chapel than in any other gallery or church that we were in on our entire trip. We studied each wall, we listened to the stories of what the artist intended with each panel, and I watched as my promise to Alli was fulfilled. I saw the tears stream down her cheeks as she stared at the ceiling and mentally checked off that item on her “bucket list.”

Over the next several weeks, we would recount that experience over and over again to our friends and family. But the most insight that I got from the experience was listening to Alli explain the beauty of the chapel to her dad, who has a fear of flying and can only see the chapel through his daughter’s eyes.

She told him that one of the things that was most impressive about the chapel was that “Michelangelo painted all the way to the corners.”

When she said that, it really clicked for me.

It was something that I hadn’t even noticed at first, but yet something that was so crucial to the essence of the chapel. Michelangelo painted all the way to the corners. He probably could have stopped a few feet from the corner and very few people would have noticed. But he would have known. And God would have noticed.

So instead of “good enough”, Michelangelo blessed us with a space that is complete and marvelous — a space that is completely devoted to showing the world the essence of God expressed through paint.

There is a pretty great lesson that we all can learn from Michelangelo. It’s not how to paint buon fresco or to sculpt. No, the lesson for us in the current world is that we should paint to the corners of our life.

Have you ever been in a situation where you thought to yourself, I could have been better…? Have you ever thought that you could have been a better worker, a better partner, a better parent, a better friend? You have to wonder if you’d adopted Michelangelo’s philosophy to paint all the way to the corners of your life if you wouldn’t be asking yourself the same question.

One of the amazing things about a life with God is that the corners are closer and more accessible to our reach. God enables us to see the places we can be better. He shows us the places where we are not being good stewards over our lives.

Now that’s both a blessing and a curse. Sometimes God shines a light on a corner of our life that we might not want to paint. Maybe you have a relationship that in disarray and God’s request is that you heal the wounds. Perhaps God wants you to know that you aren’t reaching your full potential in your career or in your spiritual life. 

Some things like your career and your spiritual life — they aren’t easy to fix. They require of you work, commitment and even some faith. If you put your faith in God and you follow the path of Christ, you’ll find ways to accomplish the things that God asks of you. And God doesn’t really ask a lot of us. He just asks that in all of our life that we serve him first and ourselves second.

II Chronicles 19:9 tells us: “You must serve faithfully and wholeheartedly in the Lord.”

This isn’t to say that we all serve the same way. In first Corinthians, chapter 12, verses 4 through 6, we get some amazing instruction: 

“Now there are varieties of gifts, but the same Spirit; and there are varieties of service, but the same Lord; and there are varieties of activities, but it is the same God who empowers them all in everyone.”

That means that we aren’t all meant to be painters or teachers or graphic designers or accountants or pastors. We aren’t all called to serve in the same way. But our purpose is the same — to spread the word of Jesus Christ. We are all empowered to serve God in a variety of ways and our challenge is to find out the way that we best serve and do our best we can to bring about Zion.

Being faithful stewards isn’t just about money. God calls us to be faithful stewards over our whole lives. He calls us to tend carefully to all the corners of our being so that we might fully realize the greatness and blessings that David spoke of in Psalm 8. 

That means that even though it may be a challenge, in our spiritual lives, in our managing of our resources, in our relationships, we must always reach further than is necessary and paint all the way to the corners.

The Phoenix Affirmations

The Phoenix Affirmations by Eric Elnes

The Phoenix Affirmations
by Eric Elnes
Rating: 9 out of 10

It’s now been almost 2 weeks since Alli and I got back from the Congregational Life Workshop for our church. One of the wonderful things (of many) that was a part of the workshop was that we used The Phoenix Affirmations as a conversation starter for our early morning Living Room Group discussions.

The book is a really fascinating collection of “the new tenets” of Christianity that have been gathered ecumenically from across the country and were ceremoniously walked across the United States to Washington D.C. and “nailed to the doors of all the major religions” Martin-Luther-style.

As a strong believer in a living God, I think these affirmations are a wonderful step toward bringing Christianity back towards its original purpose.

This book is a very easy read, one that certainly will challenge the faith of some, but ultimately is a step in a great direction.

The affirmations are as follows:

  1. Being sincerely Christian without denying the legitimacy of other religions.
  2. Listening for God’s Word, which comes through praying, studying the Bible, and attending to God’s activity in the world.
  3. Celebrating the sanctity of God’s Creation, including Nature, the sacred and the secular, the Christian and non-Christian, etc.
  4. Worshipping in a way that is sincere, artful, and biblical.
  5. Treating all people as creations made in God’s image, regardless of race, gender, sexual orientation, economic class, nationality, religion, physical or mental ability, etc., just as Jesus did.
  6. Standing up for the poor, for the margianalized, for the oppressed, seeking justice and peace for all.
  7. Preserving religious freedom and maintaining the separation of church and state.
  8. Humbly acknowledging our own shortcomings while sincerely trying to see and bring out the best in others, even if they consider us their enemy.
  9. Basing our lives on the faith that Christ restores all things and that all of us are loved beyond our wildest dreams.
  10. Recognizing the sanctity of both our minds and our hearts and that both science and faith, doubt and belief, serve the pursuit for truth.
  11. Realizing the benefits of prayer, worship, recreation, and healthiness in addition to work.
  12. Acting on the faith that we born with a purpose, a vocation that serves to strengthen God’s Kingdom and extend God’s love.

These affirmations match up very well to the latest counsel to our church and provided for some great discussions with a diverse group of people. If you are a believer, I’d suggest this book. It’s a great theological study. At times, the book can be repetitive and it is certainly challenging in sections, but ultimately, it’s a great read.

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Graceland Sidewalk

Every few months I have to remind myself why I blog. Today, I’m here to tell you that I’m not sure I can answer that question to my own satisfaction anymore.

Last week, Alli and I had an amazing time at our church’s Congregational LIFE Workshop, a week dedicated to spiritual growth and helping leaders learn some tactics to implement in their own congregations. I’ve come back with a new look on a lot of things.

In sort-of-related news, I’ve been feeling a strange disconnection to my own blog lately and I’m realizing that I’m not doing it for the reasons I started it for originally. I’m not sure that I want to go back to how it was 4 years ago when I started, but I’m also feeling that I need a focus to my blog rather than it being all over the place. I’ve got some ideas, but nothing concrete yet.

I hope that helps explain my absence lately.

Proof of God?

I was exposed to TED a couple years ago when Internet semi-celebrity Ze Frank spoke and pointed his many feed followers toward the TED site. TED is essentially the smartest conference in the world. It stands for “Technology Entertainment Design” and people pay $6,000 just to be able to go to the conference AFTER they get the invitation. The waiting list is about 2 years long to go and you have to be amazingly accomplished in order to become a part of the conference.

Speakers include such folks as Bono, Malcolm Gladwell, Bill Clinton, Frank Gehry, Peter Gabriel, Seth Godin and Al Gore. The motto of the conference is “Ideas worth sharing” so I thought I’d share one today.

The above video is “rock star physicist” Brian Cox talking about the Large Hadron Collider at CERN in Europe. The LHC is a fascinating piece of scientific machinery and to hear someone like Cox describe its purpose is nothing short of remarkable. Cox purports that there is an equation that helps to explain the universe and how it works, but it requires one small little thing – a subatomic particle called the Higgs particle that has not yet been discovered.

I mention this because it is a fascinating piece of science. This Higgs particle is what gives matter its mass. It is a part of everything, yet has not yet been seen by scientists, but is essential to proving all their theories and such. According to Cox, it’s what gives matter its mass. To me, the Higgs particle sounds an awful lot like the presence of a power greater than ourselves.

Part of the goal of the research at the LHC is to try and find sub-atomic particles not yet seen, like the Higgs particle. I don’t claim to be an expert on all this scientific stuff, but I think it’s completely fascinating. Scheduled to be turned on sometime this summer (I think…the date is a bit difficult to find), the LHC will answer some pretty big questions about the universe. Or maybe it will just raise more…

Discuss.

Really, Topeka? REALLY?

We had a crazy busy weekend. Friday night we celebrated the completion of Alli’s hospital mural with a couple movies, some Chipotle and a cookie cake. On Saturday, I needed to work on my sermon for Sunday morning in Manhattan. After I completed that, I joined Alli out in the yard. We decided to start a landscaping project in the front yard to add a flower bed in front of the retaining wall I built four years ago.

Working on the yard is hard. We had to cut out all the sod in the flower bed, which turned out to be – by far – the most difficult part of the process. Next time, we’re renting a sod cutter. We broke for lunch and then trekked to Home Depot to pick up some flowers, soil and mulch. When we returned, my mom joined us and we laid down the weed barrier and got to planting some petunias, some begonias, some gerber daisies and some pepper plants.

By the end of the day, we were totally exhausted and completely sunburned. We crashed on the couch for a while and then went to bed around 9:30. I then proceeded to toss and turn all night. My back was sunburned so it was extremely difficult to get comfortable. Combined with the fact that I was already sore…I ended up getting no sleep at all.

That made it difficult to get up and drive the two hours to Manhattan on Sunday. But thankfully, my wife kept me company along the way and we planned out what we were doing later. We had a great service in Manhattan, but four hours of driving is a lot for an hour of worship.

We had to run right after so we thought we’d stop along the way to grab something to eat real quick. After passing several viable options, we kind of “last resorted” at Pizza Hut on California in the state capital.

This was a mistake.

I should have known. It took us about 15 minutes to place our order. And we were first in line. We had to repeat ourselves five times to order boneless wings and a cheese personal pan pizza. Not a whole lot of confusion to that, right?

After a 20 minute wait (which was supposed to be 13:25) and overpaying for every item we got (including the 12 oz. sodas that cost us $2 each, we got out of there and back on the road. As I pulled out of the parking lot, I bit into my first boneless buffalo wing to find a surprise. A BONE! I thought to myself, Wait a sec, didn’t I order boneless? I checked my receipt and sure enough, I did.

Eating bone-in wings while driving would be a challenge. So I went back and did what any rational person would do – I yelled at the 20-year-old manager. 

“I know I ordered bone-out wings because I said it. I also paid for them…right here on the receipt. So why do my wings have bones? You have two choices: you can either re-make them correctly and immediately or you can give me my money back.”

The manager tried to ease my anger by offering me twice as many wings. I told him this wasn’t one of the options and that if the wings were going to take longer than 2 minutes, that he should just give me my money back. He did. All of it. If he thinks he got off easy, he’s kidding himself. I plan on writing Pizza Hut’s franchising office today to let them know the disgusting nature of the bathrooms, the poor service and the plain idiocy of those working at the Topeka Pizza Hut.

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After we returned home, I had to run to the grocery store quickly. When I got home, Alli and I spent the evening doing some pre-marital counseling with a couple that I’m marrying in July. It was a really nice evening and I made some awesome meatballs for the pasta – ground turkey and pork italian sausage. Very good.

We finished the evening watching the rather weak season finale of Saturday Night Live. The previous week with Shia Lebouf was funnier in my opinion, which is surprising because I love Steve Carell. But his skits just weren’t that funny. Neither were John McCain’s two appearances. I know he’s trying to joke it up and make people less worried about his age, but he just looked so uncomfortable.

Another restless night of sleep and it’s time to work again. Too short of a weekend.

Prayer Request

My good friends Brenna and Rebecca have both blogged this, but I know there are several people who read here that have not seen their posts. Whether or not you are a spiritual person, this is an important story for me to tell about a friend.

One of the members of our church is currently suffering very badly from the effects of cancer. Kelli is a wonderful mother of two small boys, loving wife, and devoted congregant of the church. She is only 36 and requires a ton of care so she is spending her final days with her family surrounding her at the Hospice House in Kansas City.

Kelli, along her husband Jeff, her kids Elijah and Zack, her parents Sharon and George and her brother John could all use any amount of prayers that you would be willing to send. These are good people who are in this horrible, terrible situation and they need God to bless them indeed.

I’ll leave you this morning with a section from her mom’s e-mail yesterday:

Her vital signs continue to be strong. We’ll take every little bit we can get. Kelli says that she is not afraid to die, she just doesn’t want to. She is a determined young lady. I know that all of your prayers are helping as all of us are able to cope during this scary time. 

Thanks,
Shane 

Martin Luther King, Jr.

I had the privilege of preaching at a contemporary service in Lee’s Summit yesterday. Our church observes the Sunday before Martin Luther King, Jr. Day as Racial Justice Day and a lot of our service yesterday morning was focused around Dr. King and his incalculable influence on the Civil Rights movement and the state of racial relations to this day.

In my post this morning, I linked to the YouTube video of Dr. King’s “I Have a Dream” speech, which is, in my opinion, one of the most inspirational speeches of all time. During part of the service, we watched the crescendo of King’s speech and as I always do, I got goosebumps.

I then had the challenge of following his message with a message of my own. To say it was challenging is an understatement. I admire Dr. King and his commitment to his dream, a commitment that ultimately cost him his life. His passion and belief inspired many people to believe in their own capabilities and to more actively work for racial justice in an antiquated society that could not understand the sweeping changes that needed to occur.

I was born almost a decade after Martin Luther King, Jr., was assassinated in Memphis. The fact that I can sit here and talk about the inspiration he is to me is a testament to his influence and the power of his message. I’m a white kid who grew up in a suburb of a Midwest town. There were less than a dozen African-American kids at my high school. I don’t claim to know any measure of the suffering that has occurred over the many years of prejudice. However, I can promise to make sure that I do my best to see that Dr. King’s message continues to come to fruition.

Even now, 40 years after his death, we are not there yet. We’ve made strides, but we must continue to persevere toward his vision.

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California!

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, “Free at last! free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!”

The Trouble with Waiting

While I’m a little bummed out that only TWO people commented on my call for donations to purchase a heifer, I’m still going to put my $50 towards the share of one. The benevolent Chimp has done the same. (Many thanks, monkey man.)

On to more pressing things…

Ever since I’ve been considering getting a MacBook, then deciding to wait until after MacWorld, I’ve been in situations where I’ve been wanting to use it. Today is a perfect example.

I’ve got several speaking engagements coming up (tomorrow in Bonner Springs, January 20 in Lee’s Summit, February 17 in Holton, KS) and I would love to be sitting in my living room, typing away on my new MacBook. But alas, I’m limited to the big clunky standard-work-issue Dell. Booooooooo.

Still, I’m anxious to see what Uncle Steve and his army of MacMen come up with on January 15. Even if it is merely a price decrease to the existing line, I’m cool with that. They say patience is a virtue…I guess I’m not very virtuous in that manner.

I’m staying red meat-free (it was tough last night considering I was tempted by an Original Boston Cheesesteak), but I’ll stay that way and continue to take donations toward the purchase of a heifer. Go to this post to read the background and donate.