03.30.05

Simplicity – A Starting Point

Posted in Consumerism, Ethics, Simplicity at 7:23 pm by actualkingdom

I have always wanted to begin to write down my thoughts on this topic. It is a topic that has held my attention for a couple years now. During that time, my thoughts on simplicity have progressed and regressed with a good amount of fluidity and speed.

I’d flatter myself to think that I will do as adequate a job as others who have written so eloquently about this topic already. My hope is not to repeat what others have already said. Richard Foster’s Freedom of Simplicity, Richard Rohr’s Simplicity and Ron Sider’s Rich Christians in an Age of Hunger have all done more for this issue than I hope to. Mostly this is an exercise to work out my own thoughts in some kind of orderly form. It is not meant to be final or even completely accurate to my own thoughts. I can’t possibly at this point assume I have this topic nailed down, if it ever could be. In addition, this “essay” cannot possibly be considered a critical or fully researched work. There is, at this point in its development, no exegesis or hermeneutical work of my own included here. The sources I cite are simply books I have read or passages I have found that are appropriate to mention.

Having said all that, I hope to write some preliminary remarks that I hope will give some insight into my starting point for all of this.

One quote that sticks out to me as a kind of rallying cry for this idea of simplicity is one that I borrow from Richard Foster: “No Christian should rest comfortably with his or her lifestyle so long as it allows life with surplus while a brother or sister somewhere in the world is suffering relievable want. Christians should also examine our lifestyle, especially our economic practices, to see if they are contributing to the injury of some brother or sister in another part of the worldwide economy.”

I think this quote is a good starting point for me. As I have said in other posts, we are too often asking questions that will allow us to live in affluence rather than the other way around. I think the problems of wealth arise from those questions. When we are trying to twist and squeeze every last ounce of wealth out of a gospel that asks us to live on less and less, we are facing the wrong direction. Whenever I talk about this topic, I get the question, “How much is too much?” I’m convinced that there is no answer only because it is the wrong question.

I’m also convinced that at least here in America, we are constantly trying to move “up”. We see our experiences as opportunities for the next step. The house we buy is on the way to a better house next time. The church we’re at is on our way to a bigger one, or one that better serves our needs. The friends we have will help us network for future possibilities. What is this desire to constantly be bigger, richer, better? And who says that those things really are better? Certainly not our Jesus…

My future posts on this will try and divide the issue up into several palatable sizes. Blogger entries look very long because they are so narrow, so I will try and keep them concise. Future entries will most likely be in the following categories:

Biblical foundations – OT and Jubilee principles; Jesus’ indifference and liberality with wealth; the Kingdom Announcement; the witness of the Early Church

Social Justice Principles – Economic parity in the U.S.; Economic parity in the world; Oppression; Environmental Stewardship

Living Simply – Practical methods; Benefits

I hope these posts will be beneficial for others as well as myself.

How do you react to a dog?

Posted in America, life at 1:29 pm by actualkingdom


My Dog Oscar
Originally uploaded by Brandon Sipes.

Hmm…I’ve been told I’m reactionary when it comes to online discussions or blog postings, etc. That’s a fair assessment. It’s one of the reasons I’ve been absent on Mars Hill. I just took about 25 minutes to write a response to a bunch of news stories today: Wolfowitz, Laura Bush in Afghanistan, my social security taxes..a couple others.

But I didn’t really want to post it after all.

This is my dog instead.

03.28.05

I’d like to thank the academy…

Posted in Activisim, Nazarene, Travel, suffering at 3:48 pm by actualkingdom

The following is a letter being sent to all those who contributed to the Grenada project. Once I wrangle all the email and home addresses, you’ll get your own special copy:

I wanted to write to all of you to thank you for the donations you gave for Grenada. I realize that any time you give away wealth, it is a spiritual victory. Our lives sometimes seem very much controlled by what we own and how much we are worth. When we give that away, it breaks any claim that those possessions have over us. Thank you again for giving and pray that God will continue to bring others who will contribute.

Our time in Grenada was not quite what we had expected. We honestly had expected to travel down, do some construction work, take some pictures and return. Unfortunately when we arrived, we found out that Pastor Easton was waiting on some architectural plans to arrive so that the work could continue. We waited and waited, and they finally arrived on our last day on the island.

While we weren’t able to do construction work, I feel like our time there was definitely not wasted. Another reason to make that trip was to document the damage done by the hurricane and return to the U.S. and continue to raise money. I took several days over the course of our time there to shoot pictures and came back with what I think is a good representation of the damage there.

I want to take a little bit of room here to describe what has been happening on the Island since the hurricane. All of this description is from people who were on the island during the hurricane and have been there since.

Hurricane Ivan hit the island of Grenada on September 7th, 2004. Most of the wind meters on the island broke at 150 mph. There was said to be some tornado activity along with the hurricane, making the damage even worse. The storm hit at 2pm and lasted most of the day until nightfall. Even after nightfall, high winds and rain kept people under what shelter they had left. When morning came, the damage was evident. Trees were uprooted and flung through the air, roofs were ripped from their buildings, utility lines fell, buildings were destroyed, people injured and killed. 39 were killed as a result of Ivan, though everyone I talked to said the deaths continued on through the months as people died from exhaustion and grief.

Those who describe the storm say they have never seen anything like it. It’s true. Grenada hasn’t seen a major hurricane since Janet in 1955. The weather reporters were making small note of it, claiming the storm would miss the island. It wasn’t until very late that people began to prepare. Trevor Modest, who is the Forensics Investigator for the island described actually being able to see the wind: “I’m going to get a degree in this because people off the island don’t believe us. I’m not talking about the debris in the wind or seeing flying objects. You could see the wind.” He likened it to looking through a prism where everything is distorted and shifted slightly. That’s what it was like looking out of their shelter.

During the hurricane Trevor and pastor Easton gathered people in the church, running out to grab more people and bring them to the building. It was during one of these runs that pastor Easton’s home blew completely away and Trevor’s home was almost completely destroyed save a basement area where both he and pastor now live. After the hurricane, there were up to 15 people staying in that lower area which probably measures about 300 square feet.

Thankfully, the roof of the church stayed on because a tree had fallen on it and pinned it there. The church is not safe to be in and is planned to be demolished once a new one is built.

The damage to the island is hard to describe. Some communities were wiped away entirely. Others had very little left other than some concrete pillars and foundations. You could hardly see a building with a roof on it. The national cricket stadium that was built to house the world cricket championship was destroyed along with the soccer stadium behind it. Most buildings in St. George’s, the capitol city on the island, lost a roof and those that didn’t were still heavily damaged. 90% of housing on the island was damaged or destroyed with 100% in some areas. 90% of the hotel rooms on the island were damaged and job losses in the tourism sector reached almost 60%. Preliminary losses in agriculture were not heavy, though most of the island’s crops were destroyed, causing problems for future crop years. The island of Grenada produces a third of the world’s nutmeg, which will not be viable for close to a decade. A vine previously held in check because of the thick canopies on the island is now spreading over everything. The vine is choking out most vegetation and causing major problems for the repair of the agricultural industry. The damage caused by Ivan is twice the country’s Gross Domestic Product. If the United States suffered damage of twice its GDP, it would cost 22 trillion dollars.

Since the hurricane, Trevor and Pastor Easton have been essential to the work done in Fontenoy. They have organized a community council that is working to ensure that homes are repaired and that aid is applied in all the right places. They have been the ones who have gone to the government to ensure that Fontenoy is on the proper order for the restoration of utilities (there was still no power or phones while we were there), aid dispersement and materials lists. Many in the community have correctly attributed the progress Fontenoy has made to Pastor Easton and Trevor. There are many other communities who have not been able to mobilize and work together like Fontenoy.

The project for the church is far more expensive than I had previously thought. They need to build a new church building, tear down the old building, and build pastor Easton a new home. Every time we send a team to Grenada, the cost lowers. The total cost will be much lower if people are aware of the need and are sending teams to do the work.

While I was there, I made a covenant to Pastor Easton and his congregation that I would continue to work for this project, that I would continue to pray for them and their community, and that I would be sure to raise awareness of their situation. Often we move from one need to another without fully seeing one through.

I have begun contacting people who have expressed interest in Grenada to ensure that they are working towards making a trip, or if they have already gone, working towards continuing the process of raising money. I’ll be sending out letters asking for opportunities to speak at churches, denominational events, and colleges…whatever. I want to make sure that I’ve done all I can and that I can’t look back and wish I had done more.

I won’t be asking any of you to contribute to Grenada. You already have, and pastor Easton was very thankful. The money we took with us was enough for him to continue the work on the site and buy some things he needed. What I will ask you to do is to continue to raise awareness with me. Talk to your friends, neighbors, etc. Show them this letter, show them the Caribbean website, show them the pictures from the island. Ask your pastor if he would like me to come and speak. Anything to get people aware of the situation is good. Below I’ll have a list of websites and phone numbers of people you can call that will be helpful to you if you need any more information.

Please continue to pray for me as I work towards this effort. More importantly, please continue to pray for Pastor Easton and the church in Fontenoy. We want to be able to complete this project and we want it to be because of the generosity and work of the church. Prayer is needed for that to happen.

Thanks

03.24.05

Guess who?

Posted in Heroes at 9:46 pm by actualkingdom

“Even when they call us mad, when they call us subversives and communists and all the epithets they put on us, we know we only preach the subversive witness of the Beatitudes, which have turned everything upside down.”

“When the church hears the cry of the oppressed it cannot but denounce the social structures that give rise to and perpetuate the misery from which the cry arises.”

“A church that suffers no persecution but enjoys the privileges and support of the things of the earth – beware! – is not the true church of Jesus Christ. A preaching that does not point out sin is not the preaching of the gospel. A preaching that makes sinners feel good, so that they are secured in their sinful state, betrays the gospel’s call.”

From a letter to President Carter: “You say that you are Christian. If you are really Christian, please stop sending military aid to the military here, because they use it only to kill my people.”

“While it is clear that our Church has been the victim of persecution during the last three years, it is even more important to observe the reason for the persecution. …The persecution comes about because of the Church’s defense of the poor, for assuming the destiny of the poor.”

“The church would betray its own love for God and its fidelity to the gospel if it stopped being . . . a defender of the rights of the poor . . . a humanizer of every legitimate struggle to achieve a more just society . . . that prepares the way for the true reign of God in history.”

“You can tell the people that if they succeed in killing me, that I forgive and bless those who do it. Hopefully, they will realize they are wasting their time. A bishop will die, but the church of God, which is the people, will never perish.”

This is the day.

03.23.05

My offering

Posted in America, Consumerism, Ethics, Simplicity, religion, suffering at 6:58 pm by actualkingdom


Offering box
Originally uploaded by Brandon Sipes.

I’ve had a few frustrating conversations with people recently regarding the wealth of the “church”. In this instance I’m not talking about the wealth of individuals in the institutional church, I’m talking literally about the finances of denominations and church institutions (i.e. First church of the selfish).

It’s amazing to me that an institution whose purpose is to apparently mirror the new testament “church” can so easily dismiss how they handled their money. I’ve alluded to it before: they held everything in common, claiming no ownership, giving all they could.

And yet we hold on to our wealth so much that we create ways to keep it for ourselves. We rationalize everything we do by asking the question “Well how much is too much to have?”

Here’s a hint: If you are asking how much is ok to keep, your mindset is already backwards. I’m not afraid to say that that mindset is exactly the opposite of Christ’s.

His story of the widow’s mite is an exact representation of how we deal with money…and we are not the widow in that parable.

I don’t know what else to say about it. The fact that this post will come across as offensive to anyone within the Christian tradition of the poor and simple Jesus is a good indication of how far we’ve distanced ourselves from his teaching on money.

Which, incidentally, he warned was the most deceptive thing on earth. But hey, how much deception is too much?

Blah

Posted in Activisim, Books, Friends, Landing Place, life at 2:06 pm by actualkingdom

Last night on the way to columbus, I sat on the freeway for an hour and a half. Not stop and go. Just stop. I called Phil to find out what the holdup was. He let me know there was an accident or something about 6 miles ahead of me that had happened 40 minutes before I stopped. Awesome. Thing is, I don’t think it was an accident. The news said that 3 semis had the road tied up. But if three semis had been in an accident, there would certainly have been something more said. When I passed, they had one disconnected from its trailer and hauled up onto a tow. The other two were gone. Interesting.

Today is the weather I least like. Rainy and cold and overcast. I keep thinking it’s like 6pm all day long. I want to sleep.

My time in Columbus last night was good though. I went there to drop off some pictures to phil so he could set up a website for Curt and I. It’ll have some pictures of grenada and other information that we can update often. Hopefully it will help us keep some focus there until this project is done.

Spent a small amount of time with palmer as well. He’s off the chemo though now he has a slight cold. I’m praying for a restful month for him before he has his surgery in May. I did bring him a very special book as a gift, but he didn’t seem very appreciative.

Been emailing a lot of organizations and facult members at different schools trying to plan ahead for whatever is going to happen after I get my MA done. I might try and get a grant around here and do some research on justice issues. We’ll see. That just seems like a natural progression. After that, I’d really like to get hired on to one of the many social justice/peace organizations that are out there. I might be meeting with Bread for the World next month to talk over the kinds of things I need to be involved in now to ensure I can get hired by the organizations I’m interested in.

Well, there’s some fluff for ya.

Peace to you and yours.

03.19.05

hope

Posted in Fear, Film, Forgiveness, Hope, Nazarene, Xavier, life, religion at 7:27 pm by actualkingdom

I was pushing a library cart around at work the other day and this came to my mind:Red: These walls are kind of funny. First you hate ‘em, then you get used to ‘em. Enough time passes, gets so you depend on them. That’s institutionalized. They send you here for life, that’s exactly what they take. The part that counts, anyways.

Brooks: [narrating] Dear fellas, I can’t believe how fast things move on the outside. I saw an automobile once when I was a kid but now they’re everywhere. The world went and got itself in a big damn hurry. The parole board got me into this halfway house called “The Brewer”. And a job bagging groceries at the Foodway. It’s hard work and I try to keep up but my hands hurt most of the time. I don’t think the store manager likes me very much. Sometimes after work I go to the park and feed the birds. I keep thinking Jake might just show up and say hello. But he never does. I hope wherever he is he’s ok and makin’ new friends. I have trouble sleepin’ at night. I have bad dreams like I’m falling. I wake up scared. Sometimes it takes me a while to remember where I am. Maybe I should get me a gun, an, an rob the Foodway so they’d send me home. I could shoot the manager while I was at it, sort of like a bonus. I guess I’m too old for that sort of nonsense anymore. I don’t like it here. I’m tired of being afraid all the time. I’ve decided not to stay. I doubt they’ll kick up any fuss. Not for an old crook like me.

Man, sometimes I can’t believe how well this mirrors our reality. We live in a world where everything is set up for you. All you have to do is find out where you “fit in”. There’s corporations and educations and denominations and everything else under the sun. And they’re ready for us my friends. They’re ready for our patronage. Who are you? Well, I’m a member of the Nazarene church. I work for Clark County Public Library. I go to Xavier. Is that who I am? There are governments and communities and nationalities and philosophies. But are they who we are?

What makes men good? What makes men evil? What makes nature war against itself?

Institutionalized. What does that mean to me? It means that there will always be something out there competing for me. The corporations do it on TV. The governments do it in their flags and their wars. The educational system does it with their tests and their recruiters. The denominations do it with their altars and their pastors. There is always something out there that wants me to be a part of it. That wants me to invest myself in it. Invest myself so much that I can’t see living my life outside of it. Sure, it’s different for everyone, but I see that a lot in the church. People believing their lives and work will be wasted if it’s set outside the context of something that told them how precious and valuable they were. Only thing I remember mattering about being precious was in the sight of God…

Can I live outside this bubble? Do I dare? Do I dare to step out of my neighborhood, my church, my school, my government, my job, my self…to see what it’s like outside the institution I’ve helped create?

Brooks couldn’t. “I wake up scared. Sometimes it takes me a while to remember where I am.” I can’t tell you how many times I’ve seen that scene. And I can’t tell you how it breaks me, breaks me into pieces, every time.

Where is the hope? Can I believe that the institutions that were not set up by Christ can be redeemed by Him? Can I believe that even if they can’t, that there is something redeeming of them? Can I believe that even if there isn’t, I can begin to see the Kingdom outside it?
Red: [narrating] There is a harsh truth to face. No way I’m gonna make it on the outside. All I do anymore is think of ways to break my parole. Terrible thing, to live in fear. Brooks Hatlen knew it. Knew it all too well. All I want is to be back where things make sense. Where I won’t have to be afraid all the time. Only one thing stops me. A promise I made to Andy

a promise I made to god. to jesus. to the kingdom.

Red: [narrating] I find I’m so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend, and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.

I hope. Sometimes life is so beautiful it breaks me…breaks me into pieces.

03.17.05

Xanga….

Posted in Friends at 6:45 pm by actualkingdom

Since my good friend’s exclusive blog won’t allow his past roomate to even say hello, I’ll be posting some answers to questions he posed last week. In addition, he’s thinking and writing some good things and it’s worth taking a trip over.

Here are his questions:

- Why are chicken nuggets shaped like little feet?

Because they are chicken’s feet. Have you seen how they process those freakin things man? It’d be ridiculous to think that some feet don’t end up in there!

- Why is Italy shaped like a chicken nugget?

It’s not, you’re just wierd about nuggets.

- Why do I still have Carmen in my CD collection?

You have a lot of bad music in your collection, Carmen or not.

- Why does food taste better as it becomes more unhealthy for you (cruel world…)?

It doesn’t. That’s a myth. I’ll prove it to you if you come to Springfield.

- Why do my perfectly made bedsheets slide in two opposite directions overnight?

Typically, satin leopard print sheets don’t stay put.

- Why didn’t I ever get that Snoopy Snowcone Maker for Christmas?

Because you ask for stuff like Tabla drums, Ipods and cars.

- Why do squirrels always look like they’re up to something?

They are. OCD dude.

- Why does your skin become a grotesque albino version of itself when you put a band- aid on it?

Well, the same reason your skin gets pale and wrinkly when you’re in the water too long. Too much fluid.

- Why do I laugh when I see a dog pooping?

I thought you just videotaped them…you laugh too?

- Why do I know the McDonalds Menu Song by heart, but I can’t remember lunch yesterday?

I don’t know what to tell you.

- Why are you still reading this list?

I enjoy making fun of you.

03.15.05

Anonymous

Posted in Uncategorized at 6:23 pm by actualkingdom

Hey you crappy anonymous people.

I know how incredibly hard it is for you to actually type your name at the end of a post. I know I know…My name is 12 letters long…whew.

I also know that it’s much more time consuming to end your comment with

“Jon Doe”

as compared to typing in a login name and password so your blog will do it for you…

also, just a comment, but “anon4now”, I don’t know if you’re assuming that I know who you are or not, but I don’t…so I’m curious.

Anyway…if you don’t like being anonymous, just type your name…or initials…or peace.

Bran

03.12.05

saturday

Posted in Nazarene, Travel, life at 2:09 pm by actualkingdom

So I’m working all day today, which is just fine. This is the first time in quite a while that I have enjoyed a job quite this much. It’s amazing how aware people are around me, and it’s only because they literally have all kinds of information available to them at every moment. Every side of every issue, every life story, every map, every bit of info…it’s all here or available at a moment’s notice. It’s really pretty amazing. On that note, if you are not taking advantage of your community’s public library system, you should be. Especially those of you that live in columbus.

I get to speak again tomorrow night in church about Grenada. I hope it is the beginning of many more opportunities to do this. I made a covenant to the church there that I would continue to work towards a home for the pastor and a church for the congregation and community. I hope I can be faithful to everything I believe it is I can do.

I began lifting weights for the first time in a long time. I’m incredibly sore after only a couple days. My tricep on my left arm is so sore I can’t really bend my elbow all the way. I’m weak and skinny. I don’t typically mind this, but my mother told me that she found out in the course of some recent treatment that she had an overactive thyroid. Her mom did as well. Both her and her mom went pretty low in weight during the course of illnesses they both had in the last couple years. Not necessarily dangerously low, but low enough.

So, despite the fact that I eat quite a bit of food and am almost 27 with a slowing metabolism (maybe), I haven’t gained a pound since my freshman year in college when I lifted weights for about two months. Chances are good I have an overactive thyroid and I’d like to not waste away if I get a serious illness.

Plus I want to get all buff and sweet yo.

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