Countertop Theology

LJ, Heather and I have got four fish. They live on our kitchen counter (in an aquarium, duh) and we take care of them. We’re even members of PetCo customer program now.

The reality is that we are revisiting what a Christian’s interaction with creation says about God. How we treat living things has to say something about God. It is a major part of reorienting our faith to get out of an industrial age in our religion.

So we care for some fish, and it helps us to become the people that God originally created us to be. Working out our salvation with some goldfish. Taking a quiet time, where all I do is watch the fish and interact with them for a while.



The postmodern novel will have no climax

It’s just true. Look around and see what is happening in popular media and the way it is being reacted to. In the past, people wanted a story to take them somewhere uncomfortable, and then resolve it. Today, and in the future, people want to go somewhere and that’s it.

What else is there?


Best compliment I ever got was from my current Senior Pastor.

After interviewing (auditioning?) for the youth ministry position (part?) out here in Oregon he called and told my wife that we “are….very…real.”

We thought that was great, because that is the image that we really want to project. Moreover, it is who we really want to be. One of my big struggles is to balance that realness with love. I see lots of people who claim to be “real” but they’re really just jerks.

Jerks in sheeps clothing, sounds like the Bible.

The way that the millenial generation (now showing in a youth group near you) uses the interent as a virtual confessional. It seems to be the modern equivalent to the Catholic confessional booth. Where you couldn’t really see the priest, though you knew who he was. The priest was like a guide for your confession to God. Everyone has seen the movies, maybe some have actually been to confess, you know what I am talking about.

Recently, I was asked if the leaders in our church read my blog, or if I keep it a secret from them. I hope they read my blog. I doubt they even know what a blog is. But the bigger question exists still, “Do I get a rush out of confessing what might be read?” Even more so, is that a prevailing reason why this wired-confessional is working the way that it is?

Perhaps that is the way God designed human beings. It is supposed to feel good to confess our sins, not only to God, but to one another, to true friends. To be willing to admit why we hate ourselves and what we suck at, but can’t seem to overcome, no matter how hard we pray. Maybe God was thinking we could help each other.

Nevertheless, the virtual confessional continues and I am amazed by it. Kids who want to allow people into their hearts, but are afraid that heart will get stomped on. Afriad because their heart has treadmarks on it already. Pre-stomped by friends, teachers, parents, pastors, themselves. If this is even a bit true, then it is no surprise that blogging is turning into a virtual millenial confessional. It is no surprise that kids hide their blogs from their parents/authority figures.

So what to do about it?

Post Industrial Christianity

Today I pray that I will be able to outlive industrial, market-driven Christianity. Pastors have attempted to become professionals and have given away what makes them distinct in the process. I digress…

>>>The United Church of Canada’s pastors are seeking to join the Canadian Auto Workers Union. For protection from their congregations.

>>>Pastors read business management books as the key to becoming better pastors. I don’t like this very much at all. It reminds me too much of a quote from the book “Dining with the Devil” by Os Guinness (which I have not read, have only read this quote),

Whenever I met a Buddhist leader, I meet a holy man, Whenever I meet a Christian leader, I meet a manager. —comment of a Japanese businessman

>>>In an industrial society, value is measured by efficient production. Western Christianity needs to be reoriented and corrected to see that production is not success in our mission.

>>>I think many leaders in modern western Christianity read the Great Commission to say to go into all the world and make lots of disciples. They have inserted the word lots. Of course, I hope that all would come to follow Jesus in the rythyms of God’s grace and experience the best life possible, but we have added the word ‘lots’ and created a culture, influenced by the modern, western industrial revolution, that values production.

Can I please read a book by a youth pastor who has an average size youth group? Good luck. The only one I have ever heard of is Tony Jones (and he is an excellent writer), and even he got ripped for writing prescriptive material when his youth group was just average size.

The world of western Christianity values larger churches and larger ministries more than smaller ones. We think the church in S. Korea with 75,000 members is a great thing. And we have no biblical reason for thinking this way.

If God thought this way,

There would have been more animals in the ark.

Earth wouldn’t be so freaking tiny in comparison to the universe.

Jesus would have been taller.

Jesus would have had more than 3 people who cared about him at his execution.

Judas would have been fired/laid off/let go a whole lot earlier.

The number of people who became Xns at Pentecost (3,000) wouldn’t relate so dang exactly to the story of the Levites when Aaron built the golden calf for the Israelites.

If God thought this way, he would actually want to know how many people you witnessed to before you died. Is that biblical? NO. NONONONONONONONONONONONONO. NO.

That’s just industrial Christianity.

Addenum: I must be feeling good. I shaved all up and am ranting profusly. Must be that freezing cold Canadain air.

2005 – the year of laugh my guts out

Drop your food. Pick up your mouse.

Two very funny lines today!

1. Over at B & E….

In which real world do you have to be home at 9? In the I’m on crack world?

2. And over at liquidthinnking, via someone else,

Dear Jon,Remember: Whenever we say “Christmas,” Christ always comes first. And whenever we say “X-mas,” X comes first. Not many people know that Jesus Christ’s real name is “Jesus Little.” He changed His name to “Jesus X” to show that He was His own person and didn’t need the white man’s slave name… He was His own man. Which explains the meaning behind X-mas. It’s just short for “X-Man’s.” Because the X-Men had superpowers… just like Jesus.


Very funny at 1:45 est.