I’ve made it! FINALLY.

My work email address is finally getting the SPAM I’ve been waiting for. 5500 words about a PROPHECY FROM JESUS.

This is an extraordinary prophetic vision of God’s Power coming down. Have also included an eye opening prophecy from Stanley Frodsham that compliments this vision from Susan O’Marra. Please forward on, this event is surely imminent.

SHE KNOWS. SHE KNOWS.

In the vision, I was looking at the world from a suspended position. I could see people and areas from a panoramic position and also at times, I saw things close up. The position varied as it did with the scenes…

And that’s as far as I got. What was shared isn’t important. What mattered is that my work email address is now being thrown all over the internet. No random religious thing is too weird for it. I’ve made it.

What shall my buddy say?

What Shall I say? Last night, I came home from a full day – funeral planning, meetings, teaching a confirmation class, and an evening bible study – to discover my son was already asleep. K filled me in with his fun-filled evening. Besides laying on the carpet and playing with his bucket, spatula, plastic rings, and wooden iPhone, he crawled all over the apartment. He managed to go through an obstacle course and find one of my bookshelves. And what was the first book he pulled out to play with? Why, my very own copy of “What Shall I Say? Discerning God’s Call to Ministry.” This was the first book I bought when I seriously started thinking about seminary.

I’m so proud. Little guy already wants to follow in his father’s footsteps. I can’t blame him though. I am pretty awesome. Why wouldn’t he want to be like his ol’ dad?

Whoa. I’m in the 25 year ELCA anniversary book

I don’t mean to toot my own horn, but I’m kindof a big deal.

In the ELCA’s “Stories of Faith in Action,” the promotional 30 page booklet celebrating the ELCA’s 25 years as a denomination, there’s a timeline highlighting 25 years of stories from the ELCA. The timeline spans 4 pull-out pages. This is what the fourth page looks like.

ELCA's 4th timeline page

Notice anything particular? Maybe in the 2010 column?

A closeup of the 2010 column

I’m in the Fund for Leaders picture. Well 2/3rds of me. So maybe I’m only 2/3rds of a big deal. But I’ll take it.

Care Package

Today, at the office, I received a package.

At first, I didn’t recognize the return address. Did my wife order something online again? Is this a purchase from Etsy? Did I, in a state of exhaustion and sleep depravation, order something strange while Oliver was up in the middle of the night? What IS this unknown box that is sitting on my desk.

Sitting.

Watching me.

Tempting me to open it.

So I did.

On top was a card. I ignored it at first and found a highlighter in the box. And then there was some coffee – a bag of unpopped microwave popcorn – and a little bottle of hand sanitizer. This struck me as all so…strange. I opened the card to discover that the LTSP alumni board had sent me a care package for my internship. How nice. If I knew it was coming, I would have not bought lunch today.

But I learned that a friend received a bag of skittles. I got no skittles. I am jealous.

Update: I was informed that I forgot to add an important part to this post. THANK YOU. I really am grateful to be remembered by the seminary. It was an unexpected surprise but a lovely one!

The Hue of Paradox

I’m still not sure how to handle this.

It has taken me awhile to approach this story of a Lutheran pastor forced to apologize for participating in an interfaith memorial service. Most of my colleagues-in-arms tackled this last week and said everything I would have. Beyond pointing out LC-MS and ELCA differences, there was much theological discussion about Jesus, his ministry, and the role of the church in the midst of death, tragedy, and evil. Much was written – and quite a bit of it was better than I could ever compose.

I don’t have anything to add nor earth shattering to point out. Rather, I hope this isn’t forgotten. I hope I don’t forget it. Because, well, what happened there is…it’s not abnormal. When I look at my own life, and what it means to be a confessing Christian, I find myself making theological decisions like this everyday. My life is a series of decisions – decisions that can be underpinned by a theological framework and dimension that will (or will not) influence the decided course of action. Even if the decision is from the gut, the theological underpinning can still shine through. Not everyone has to make the same exact decision this pastor did – but, every day, the issue of theology is played out in every aspect of my life. This can’t be compartmentalized our – nor removed. Even deciding who to talk to at work, or whether to give up your seat on the subway – that can carry the underpinning of theological discourse and understanding. Individual actions or behaviors can’t be excluded, or removed, from a theological framework. A Lutheran Christian understanding of the person is holistic. The person cannot be divided into compartments, with some parts objective, some thoughts seen as unnecessary of grace, and some decisions as just automatic and not tied to theology. A Lutheran Christian understanding seems takes a person as they are. All of the person needs grace; all of the person needs love; all of the person is a sinner; and, through baptism and the gift of faith, all are saints. To consider the total of a person, we end up having to consider the paradox that is the person. And that’s not an easy thing to actually have to deal with when you have to live in a world of decisions and choice.

That pastor made a choice to witness in the midst of grief and evil. Their higher ups made a choice to point towards a tradition rooted in the need for clarity and distinction. The rest of us took a look at what happened and either rooted for distinction or saw division where there should be unity. No matter how I fall in this discussion (and, to be honest, I am on the side of unity in the face of evil), I am reminded that paradox and murkiness is the true hue of what it means to live a human life. And, as a Lutheran, if I’m unwilling to point out that truth and to live in the midst of contradiction and hope in that which is clear – the Word of God – well, I’m not worth the paper my candidacy papers were written on.