Let It Be
Hi, ho! Kermit the Frog here.
Today I’m going to tell you why YOU should be a frog. Frogs are cool. We help clean the water. We eat all those bugs that bother you humans so much. We help important scientific research (not always by choice – but that’s another topic for discussion). And we are a very important part of the Circle of Life (talk to my friend Simba about that).[1] A few of us have even become famous. Thor, God of Thunder, he became a frog – the first frog superhero. Disney made a whole movie about us – The Princess and the Frog. I’m told they are going to make that into a ride even. Finally, Mr. Toad won’t be the only amphibian represented at Disneyland. And of course, there’s Jeremiah. He was a good friend of mine. Never understood a single word he said, but I would help him to drink his wine. Frogs are great! And if you ever get the chance to become one, I highly recommend it.
Thanks, Kermit.
I appreciate you for sharing your unique perspective on life as a frog. But what if I told you, we could all become frogs without kissing a princess or anything like that? (Kermit: I’d say you’re missing the best part of it all). Be that as it may, Kermit’s right. We should all want to be frogs and we can and we should. Says so right in the Bible. If you have a Bible or a Bible app on your phone, would you please find the Gospel of Matthew beginning with chapter 6, verse 25. Matthew 6:25. Now we’re not talking about turning green or eating insects. We’re talking about frogs of another sort. People who Fully Rely On God. Or FROG for short. This idea that we should learn to trust in God wholeheartedly is a theme that runs through the heart of the Bible. The foundation of our faith rests on our ability to be a FROG. It’s also one of the hardest things for us to do. For most of us, it’s something we will be working on for the rest of our lives, but the pursuit of it is worthwhile because even if we don’t fully succeed, the more we are able to trust in God, the more we are able to be our best selves. The more we are free to be how God created us. And the more confidence we gain in who are.
It’s easy for us to lose ourselves in the world around us.
We sometimes lose sight of our hopes and dreams, we become out of touch with God and God’s creation. Instead, it’s easier to focus on getting your Wordle done each morning than it is to live up to the potential of who God created you to be. Don’t get me wrong. I love Wordle. I’m still waiting for the word “about” to be the word of the day so I can win it in 1. But we enjoy these things because they are easily obtainable (okay sometimes Wordle isn’t all that easy either – but you get the point). They don’t require us to work on ourselves and improve bit by bit. They don’t require us to have faith in the unseen. BAM! They’re done. And in a world filled with so many unsolvable problems, sometimes we just want to feel life’s tiny triumphs to get us through the day. Just think of the MASSIVE events happening around us right now. There’s a war going on in the Ukraine. People are dying, are jumping in front of tanks, are holding back an invading force who attacked without provocation, and for what? Power? Greed? Self-interest? Things are finally lightening up again with COVID-19 and people are removing their masks and acting as if everything is back to normal. Of course, this is what it looked like before the Delta and Omicron waves moved in. Even though it’s MUCH better than it was even a couple of months ago, about 50,000 people are being admitted to hospitals around the country daily and still around 2,000 are dying.[2] Meanwhile, we have to deal with voting rights becoming MORE restrictive instead of less. People being MORE polarized in their beliefs than before. And MORE acts of racism happening on our streets. It’s hard not to dwell on these things and not worry. It can be tough to fully rely on God.
But then I’m reminded of a lesson Jesus shared with his disciples.
During his most famous sermon, what scholars call the Sermon on the Mount, Jesus shares this with his followers. This is from Matthew’s version of the story, an excerpt from Matthew 6:25-34. 25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?… 31 So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
It’s natural to worry.
But if we let it stop us from doing what’s needed or doing what’s right, then it works against us. Excessive worrying can become all-consuming, and when that happens it also has some serious effects on our well-being. Worrying can lead to panic attacks, depression, headaches, breathing problems, loss of libido, upset stomach, extreme fatigue, increase blood pressure, and more.[3] Which of course, gives us even more to worry about. But notice what Jesus tells us here? “Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?” Worrying is unproductive. It takes away precious time from doing things that are meaningful and fulfilling in life. It robs you of the joy God wants for you. Jesus isn’t saying we shouldn’t prepare. In fact, he’s big on preparing (i.e. the Parable of the Ten Virgins). Jesus wants us to worry less, not be careless. We should be prepared. We should do all we can to get out of a bad situation or do a good job on a test or prepare for an interview. But once we’ve done all we can, dwelling on it becomes counter-productive. You and I know we can pretty much talk ourselves into or out of anything given enough time and worry. And Jesus tells us, “…do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” There are enough problems for us to deal with TODAY that we don’t need to add to it by worrying about what MIGHT come tomorrow. Instead, focus on the here and now, on what you can accomplish in front of you, on the people in your life who need you in this moment, and let tomorrow be tomorrow. Or as in the words of Paul McCartney, “let it be.”
When Paul wrote the song, it was a time of stress in his life.
The Beatles were nearing the end of their career together and it was a time of change in both the lives of the band and in their personal lives as well. As Paul wrote, “…I’d been doing too much of everything, was run ragged, and this was all taking its toll. The band, me – we were all going through times of trouble, as the song goes, and there didn’t seem to be any way out of the mess. I fell asleep exhausted one day and had a dream in which my mum…did in fact come to me… (S)eeing my mom’s beautiful, kind face and being with her in a peaceful place was very comforting. I immediately felt at ease, and loved and protected… She seemed to realise I was worried about what was going on in my life and what would happen, and she said to me, ‘Everything will be all right. Let it be.’ … So, this song becomes a prayer, or mini-prayer. There’s a yearning somewhere at its heart. And the word ‘amen’ itself means ‘so be it’ – or ‘let it be.’”[4]
There is something powerful about releasing your cares and your worries to Christ.
It frees us to be our best selves. It’s hard to do our best or be our best when we are weighed down by doubt, anxiety, or fear – and that’s what worry is. It’s the cumulation of all those things. And if there is a way in which the devil becomes manifest in our lives, it’s from stopping us from being all God created us to be, by preying on our those fears and doubts. It’s one of the reasons why God wants us to learn to be more like Kermit in our lives and embrace our inner FROG. We need to all more fully rely on God to help us and guide us through life because with all that is going on around us, it can be tough to deal with, and if we’re not careful we can become overwhelmed. I know at times prayer seems counterproductive, especially for those of you who aren’t used to praying. It seems like we’re spending time just talking with God, who supposedly already knows what’s going on in our lives. So why are we wasting time just reciting again what God already knows? But that’s not the purpose of prayer. Prayer isn’t just sharing a wish list with God. It’s about communicating with God, it’s about focusing on God, and through that relationship strengthening our reliance on God. Of laying it down at his feet. It may not seem like it at the time, but learning to go to God and giving God the load is helping to train us to trust in the Lord and to let go of those things that are beyond our control. It’s an acknowledgement that we are not in this alone. Listen to the words of Jesus as he shares with us these words of wisdom, 27 “All things have been committed to me by my Father. No one knows the Son except the Father, and no one knows the Father except the Son and those to whom the Son chooses to reveal him. 28 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” Lent is a time of reflection, a time to focus on our relationship with the Lord. So as we move toward that day of celebration where we sing praise and joy for God’s grace and mercy, let us spend time in prayer to draw closer to Christ in our lives. Let us all embrace our inner Kermit and become more FROG like every day. In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Let it be.
[1] Frog facts from the website Save the Frogs
[2] https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2021/us/covid-cases.html
[3] https://www.healthline.com/health/anxiety/effects-on-body#The-effects-of-anxiety-on-the-body
[4] Paul McCartney, The Lyrics, pp. 413-414
Good Men Do Nothing
Eighty years have passed.
Eight years since President Roosevelt signed Executive Order 9066, an order that would send to concentration camps nearly 120,000 innocent civilians out of fear and ignorance. That order would wreak havoc on the lives of those people, forcing them to lose untold millions of dollars in property and belongings while told they had to pack their lives up into one suitcase each. A lifetime in one suitcase. This was the culmination of decades of prejudice and violence against anyone of Asian descent. Alien Land Laws in California and across the country prohibited Asians from owning land.[1] A ruling in the California Supreme Court (People v. Hall) found Chinese people could not testify against white people because they were “a race of people whom nature has marked as inferior, and who are incapable of progress or intellectual development beyond a certain point” and presented a “clear and present danger” because they might one day “see them at the polls, in the jury box, upon the bench, and in our legislative halls.”[2] Those were racist quotes from the case used to justify setting free a murderer. The press did nothing to mitigate the hate. In fact, they stoked it with headlines shouting about a Yellow Peril and stoking the fires of hatred with claims that Asians were here to take over the minds of white people. So it came as no surprise when Congress did nothing to prevent this blatant act of racism. And while there were certainly people who stepped forward to do what’s right, the vast majority of Americans either openly supported or did nothing to stop it.
The excuse I often hear for this atrocity is that people were justifiably scared.
Without knowing if the threat was real and with actual violence against Japanese-Americans just for existing, maybe it was better to herd them off somewhere safe. But that argument has no legs to support it. Otherwise, our country would have locked up Germans and Italians also “for their safety.” This was despite absolutely no evidence that Japanese or Japanese-Americans were planning on rebelling against the government or its people. In fact two different studies came to the same conclusion, and yet the Japanese population on the mainland was herded off to camps in the most remote areas of the country under poor conditions and with no regard to their personal lives. It reminds me of a quote from Edmund Burke, “All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.”
One of the gifts we have to offer as an historically Japanese church is the gift of this memory.
We keep alive this Day of Remembrance, not to dwell on the past, but to right the wrongs in the present. We, more than most, have a responsibility to keep alive those memories as a reminder to us all not to repeat the mistakes of the past. When fear and ignorance come creeping up to our door, we need to be on alert and do what we can to fight it. The Good Samaritan is an example of how we can act. There was this guy, who was left on the side of the road, stripped naked (literally), beaten and wounded. When a priest saw the man, he purposefully went to the other side of the road and left him to die. When a Levite (also a priestly man) saw the man lying there brutally beaten, he too crossed the street and left him on the road to die. It was only the Samaritan, a man despised by both the priests and the Levites, who chose to do the right thing. Too often Christians have acted more like the priest and the Levite than the Samaritan. Which is not to say there aren’t plenty of good Christians doing good works in the world for the sake of Jesus. But it is to say that often Christians have often stood on the sidelines while bad things happened. Take for example the reading from Scripture this morning.
15 Now it was the governor’s custom at the festival to release a prisoner chosen by the crowd. 16 At that time they had a well-known prisoner whose name was Barabbas. 17 So when the crowd had gathered, Pilate asked them, “Which one do you want me to release to you: Barabbas, or Jesus who is called the Messiah?” 18 For he knew it was out of self-interest that they had handed Jesus over to him. 19 While Pilate was sitting on the judge’s seat, his wife sent him this message: “Don’t have anything to do with that innocent man, for I have suffered a great deal today in a dream because of him.” 20But the chief priests and the elders persuaded the crowd to ask for Barabbas and to have Jesus executed.
21 “Which of the two do you want me to release to you?” asked the governor. “Barabbas,” they answered.22 “What shall I do, then, with Jesus who is called the Messiah?” Pilate asked. They all answered, “Crucify him!” 23 “Why? What crime has he committed?” asked Pilate. But they shouted all the louder, “Crucify him!”
24 When Pilate saw that he was getting nowhere, but that instead an uproar was starting, he took water and washed his hands in front of the crowd. “I am innocent of this man’s blood,” he said. “It is your responsibility!” 25 All the people answered, “His blood is on us and on our children!”
26 Then he released Barabbas to them. But he had Jesus flogged, and handed him over to be crucified.– Matthew 27:15-26
Whose crime was worse?
The people who asked for Jesus’ blood or Pilate who didn’t have the courage to do what he KNEW was right? Failure to act is an act in itself. When we fail to stand up to prejudice or hatred or fear we are tacitly allowing it to happen. We are part of the problem instead of part of the solution. Complicity is as much a crime as doing the act itself. During the era after the Civil War, preachers, pastors, and other church leaders took to the pulpit to defend slavery and slave owners.[3] They would cite the Bible as part of their defense and it took over a century for them to be silenced. When the Japanese were locked up in camps, while there were definitely some who stood up against this overt act of racism and prejudice, the church largely remained silent. Christian leaders who didn’t speak out or who justified the act were the same people who said it was a “necessary evil” like slavery in the South. We cannot be the type of people who look the other way or perpetuate hatred and prejudice in any form. In an article for America, The Jesuit Review, Meghan Clark wrote a piece focused on white Americans, but something I think is apt for ALL Americans. She wrote, “We live in a culture that idolizes personal choice. This has obstructed our ability to recognize, confront and dismantle racism. Our narrow focus on the individual has deluded us into thinking that as long as we do not personally malign, attack or discriminate against persons of color, we can claim to be non-racist. Non-racism is a supposed third option, beyond racism and anti-racism, where politeness and civility are paramount. It recognizes the evil of white supremacy but, like Pontius Pilate, washes its hands of responsibility. As such, it is a rejection of racism that is also a passive acceptance of white supremacy. It allows white Christians to acknowledge racism is a sin while continuing to reap the benefits of white supremacy.[4] Meghan, herself Caucasian, wrote this as a call to all white Christians. But none of us, white or otherwise, can afford to simply stand by while the culture of racial hatred continues to stand.
We need to do more.
For each of us, that might be different. You don’t have to march in a protest rally to be considered “doing something.” Sometimes, it’s as simple as being kind and decent human beings when others are fueled by fear and bigotry. Sometimes, it’s as easy as inviting your neighbor over for dinner or bringing them a meal in a time of need. Sometimes, it’s donating to a worthy cause that helps those in need. There are as many different ways to show support as there are people. You just need to find the ways you feel can do the most good. But we have to do something. We have to stand up and denounce racism. We cannot afford to sit idly by, hoping someone else will do it. Dr. King wrote about this in his famous Letter from a Birmingham Jail. He wrote, “We will have to repent in this generation not merely for the hateful words and actions of the bad people but for the appalling silence of the good people. Human progress never rolls in on wheels of inevitability; it comes through the tireless efforts of men willing to be co workers with God, and without this hard work, time itself becomes an ally of the forces of social stagnation. We must use time creatively, in the knowledge that the time is always ripe to do right.”[5]
Just last weekend, another form of hatred reared its ugly head – antisemitism.
Hundreds of plastic bags filled with rice and antisemitic messages were strewn randomly around Berkeley, claiming Jewish people were to blame for COVID. Even though there has been no link to COVID and Judaism this small group of hatemongers have decided to put the blame for our current pandemic squarely on one people. I guess they are conveniently forgetting about the hundreds of thousands of Christians who have rejected the vaccine, claiming God will protect them. Or the pastors in their pulpits claiming you lack faith if you get the vaccine. Instead, they place the blame on the Jewish community. It makes no sense whatsoever, but then again, racism and prejudice never do. As members of a community that understands this kind of irrational hatred, we have to first be inoculated against it by keeping an open mind and remembering the lessons of the past. Then we have to find ways to stand in support of those being persecuted. I hope in these times we remember the words of Edmund Burke, “All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.” We cannot afford to be complicit when injustice happens around us or we might very well be the evil we hope to root out.
[1] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alien_land_laws
[2] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/People_v._Hall
[3] http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2015/06/22/christian-confederate-slavery_n_7638676.html
[4] https://www.americamagazine.org/politics-society/2017/08/16/white-christians-non-racism-not-enough?utm_content=bufferf6f1b&utm_medium=social&utm_source=facebook.com&utm_campaign=buffer
[5] https://www.africa.upenn.edu/Articles_Gen/Letter_Birmingham.html
Keto Craig’s Campaign Continues
The journey to 236 is on the way…
My keto journey started on November 4, 2021. I remember the date clearly because I had gone on a carb binge the week before, wanting one last taste of those things I love before giving them up. Pizza, french fries, burritos, and I had to have my mom’s Tagliarini Casserole (recipe here)! Of course, it caused me to gain some weight, but I was confident my new lifestyle would help me shed those pounds pretty quickly. Maybe not the best way to start my journey to healthy living, but I was in this for the long haul and wanted to say “good bye” for now. I was provisionally accepted into the Kidney Transplant Program at Stanford University. I weighed in at 274 which put me RIGHT at 40.6 BMI and typically they only take patients with a BMI of 40 or lower – JUST right on the edge. But because I had been losing weight on my own and because it was SO close, they took a chance on me and I was placed on the United Network for Organ Sharing (UNOS) national transplant list. I had 38 pounds to lose. It sure seemed like a lot, but we had a plan.
Consulting with my doctor and my family, I decided I wouldn’t go full carnivore like my wife Cassie – that much dependence on protein could negatively affect my kidney health. But curbing carb consumption was going to be the key to my success. After all the articles my wife sent me about how the body turns carbs into sugar, about glucose intolerance, and about how prevalent sugar is in our food, I finally woke up to how much inadvertent damage I was doing to my body. Sure, I had cut back on my sugar consumption – but not really. When you consider the rice, bread, chips, and other foods I ate instead, it was the equivalent of eating four or five candy bars a day. Which is not to say you should ditch other carbs and eat candy bars all day. Wrong message.
It was really a matter of getting my body to work FOR me instead of AGAINST me. I wanted to find a way to eat happy AND healthy without feeling like I was eating like a mouse. You don’t know how often I’ve heard the idea of “calories in, calories out” as the key to losing weight. But what they don’t tell you is that the TYPE of calories matter far more than what they measure. Calories are simply a number. You and I both know that 2000 calories a day of meat and veggies is very different than 2000 calories of soda, candy, and cookies. Fiber, nutrients, complex carbs, saturated fats – they all play a part in keeping your body healthy. If you only care about “calories in, calories out” you can still gain weight and/or do harm to your body.
By focusing on a keto lifestyle, I’m taking away those excess sugars and giving my body a chance to really work on the stores of fat. And so far it’s working! As of today, I’m below 250 for the first time probably since college. I only have about 15 more pounds to go before I’m at the right BMI for a transplant. I feel great. I feel healthier than I have for a while. And it is SO nice to feel the weight dropping off. In about 3 months, I’ve been able to steadily lose about 25 pounds and its made a huge difference. I’m hoping it’s only 2-3 more months before hitting that goal! But if it takes a little longer, that’s okay. As long as I keep making steady progress and doing it in a healthy way. Next time I’ll talk more about exactly what I’ve been doing and where we are in the process.
Inconceivable!
“Inconceivable!”
“You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.” If you’re a fan of The Princess Bride, you already know what we’re talking about, but for those of you who missed this gem of a movie let me fill you in. Vizzini is the brains behind a motley crew of three mercenaries, along with Inigo Montoya and Fezzik the Giant, who have just kidnapped Princess Buttercup. As they are taking her to her impending doom, Inigo suspects they are being followed, but Viziini declares that would be “inconceivable.” When they land in the country of Florin and are scaling the Cliffs of Insanity, there is a Man in Black following them up the sheer cliff face…and gaining on them! Vizzini sees this and declares, “Inconceivable!” When they get to the top of the cliffs and cut the rope that guided them up to the top, the Man in Black is hanging by his bare hands on the cliff wall to which Vizzini again declares that to be “Inconceivable!” At which point, Inigo turns to him and says, “You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.”
Inconceivable.
Literally means “not being capable of being imagined or grasped mentally; unbelievable.”[1] Like a mental roadblock, even when it’s happening before us, our mind cannot comprehend it in its entirety. That’s what was happening to Vizzini. His own mind could not accept the reality of what he was seeing before his eyes. What, to him, was unimaginable was happening right in front of him and he could not wrap his mind around it. Unfortunately, that happens to us outside of the silver screen, too. Throughout history we have often had a closed mind on the possibilities in God’s world. On the lightbulb, the British Parliamentary Committtee remarked back in 1878 “… good enough for our transatlantic friends … but unworthy of the attention of practical or scientific men.” On the automobile, Literary Digest wrote in 1899, “The ordinary ‘horseless carriage’ is at present a luxury for the wealthy; and although its price will probably fall in the future, it will never, of course, come into as common use as the bicycle.” On the television, American radio pioneer Lee DeForest said, “While theoretically and technically television may be feasible, commercially and financially it is an impossibility, a development of which we need waste little time dreaming.” And on the computer, John Von Neumann wrote in 1949, “We have reached the limits of what is possible to achieve with computer technology.”[2] In 1949. I wonder what he would say today. Maybe, “Inconceivable!”
I imagine Peter said the same thing to Jesus – “Inconceivable!”
The disciples are sitting around the table at the Last Supper when in the middle of their talk, Jesus turns to Peter and says in Luke 22, 31 “Simon, Simon, Satan has asked to sift all of you as wheat. 32 But I have prayed for you, Simon, that your faith may not fail. And when you have turned back, strengthen your brothers.” Peter (who was also called Simon), must have been confused. He probably considered himself to be the most loyal disciple. After all, he was the one who first recognized Jesus as the promised Messiah and he’s been with Jesus right from the beginning. So he tells Jesus, 33 …“Lord, I am ready to go with you to prison and to death.” 34 Jesus answered, “I tell you, Peter, before the rooster crows today, you will deny three times that you know me.” Peter doesn’t respond, but you can imagine that in his head, he was saying, “Inconceivable!” and yet he does exactly that very thing. It’s because Peter couldn’t imagine a time when he would ever deny Jesus. But he also probably couldn’t imagine the true Messiah being duped by someone like Judas. He couldn’t imagine the Lord and Savior of the Israeli people being captured by the Roman guards and being led away like some commoner. He probably counted on Jesus to protect him and all the other disciples from the wrath of the high priests. But then everything seemed to crumble away, and in just a few short hours, too. Suddenly, Peter did the very thing Jesus predicted and denied him three times.
There’s another story in the Bible, similar but with a different ending.
It happens right after Jesus takes Peter, John, and James with him to a high mountain top and the three disciples see Jesus not as a human, but truly as the Son of God. They see him talking with Moses and Elijah, two great leaders of the Jewish people long dead, and they hear the voice of God himself saying, “This is my Son, whom I love. Listen to him!” Can you imagine being there and experiencing for yourself the awesome spectacle in front of you? Watching the dead talk to the living and hearing the very voice of God? After this, Jesus and the three disciples are coming down from the mountain and this is where we begin our story.
14 When they came to the other disciples, they saw a large crowd around them and the teachers of the law arguing with them. 15 As soon as all the people saw Jesus, they were overwhelmed with wonder and ran to greet him.16 “What are you arguing with them about?” he asked.
17 A man in the crowd answered, “Teacher, I brought you my son, who is possessed by a spirit that has robbed him of speech. 18 Whenever it seizes him, it throws him to the ground. He foams at the mouth, gnashes his teeth and becomes rigid. I asked your disciples to drive out the spirit, but they could not.”
19 “You unbelieving generation,” Jesus replied, “how long shall I stay with you? How long shall I put up with you? Bring the boy to me.” 20 So they brought him. When the spirit saw Jesus, it immediately threw the boy into a convulsion. He fell to the ground and rolled around, foaming at the mouth. 21 Jesus asked the boy’s father, “How long has he been like this?”
“From childhood,” he answered. 22 “It has often thrown him into fire or water to kill him. But if you can do anything, take pity on us and help us.”
23 “‘If you can’?” said Jesus. “Everything is possible for one who believes.”
24 Immediately the boy’s father exclaimed, “I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief!”
25 When Jesus saw that a crowd was running to the scene, he rebuked the impure spirit. “You deaf and mute spirit,” he said, “I command you, come out of him and never enter him again.” 26 The spirit shrieked, convulsed him violently and came out. The boy looked so much like a corpse that many said, “He’s dead.” 27 But Jesus took him by the hand and lifted him to his feet, and he stood up. 28 After Jesus had gone indoors, his disciples asked him privately, “Why couldn’t we drive it out?”
29 He replied, “This kind can come out only by prayer.” – Mark 9:14-29
“Help me overcome my unbelief.”
Christ wants us to be open to possibilities that seem impossible. He wants us to be willing to stretch our minds and embrace the unimaginable. Napoleon Hill is best known as the self-help author who coined the saying, “Whatever the mind… can conceive and believe it can achieve.” We are the first stumbling block. Our own preconceptions get in the way of what’s possible. Yoda was trying to teach Luke this lesson in the swamps of Dagobah in The Empire Strikes Back. Yoda, no bigger than the size of a backpack, mentally lifted out Luke’s X-Wing out of the swamp and carried this starship made of tons of metal over to dry land, Luke whispered, “I don’t believe it.” And Yoda responded, “That is why you fail.” The father of the sick young boy in our story this morning gets it. He’s open to the possibility there’s something MORE even if he can’t imagine it for himself and he turns to Jesus for help. “I do believe. Help me overcome my unbelief!” Opening your mind to new possibilities and recognizing we are sometimes limited by our own preconceptions is how we overcome the inconceivable.
The world’s greatest achievements are great because they seemed insurmountable.
But then someone found a way to overcome them. Whatever the problem, whatever the challenge, there were people who found a way to achieve what no one thought they could. I can remember watching the 1980 Olympics at Lake Placid and the Miracle on Ice. Nobody thought the USA had a chance in ice hockey. We barely fielded a team. But they just kept beating the odds and counting down those final seconds as the US held on to a 4-3 lead over the Soviet Union was nothing short of amazing. Or watching Kirk Gibson hit a home run in the 1988 World Series against the world’s best closer, Dennis Eckersley. With literally almost no leg to stand on after being injured, he came up to the plate after telling manager Tommy Lasorda, “I think I have one good swing left in me,” and cranked it over the fence to give the Dodgers the win.[3] Humanity is able to do some pretty amazing things. Sports are filled with stories of triumph but the most amazing stories often happen outside of an arena. Whether it’s landing on the moon or watching the Berlin Wall come crumbling down or creating a vaccine to save millions of lives in under a year, we can find a way to triumph in the face of seemingly insurmountable odds. But it starts with hope. It starts with being able to conceive the inconceivable. I’m reminded of one of my favorite quotes of all time. Robert Kennedy once said, “Some men see things as they are and say ‘Why’? I dream things that never were and say ‘Why not’?”[4] In these tumultuous times, let us not lose hope. Let us keep our minds open to possibilities we can’t even imagine. Let us approach each problem with an open mind and an open heart and see where God is leading us. After all, we follow a God who is used to doing the inconceivable.
[1] According to Yahoo! 2022-01-25 powered by Oxford Dictionaries
[2] https://theculturetrip.com/north-america/usa/articles/10-inventions-no-one-thought-would-be-a-success/
[3] From Baseball Inning 9 by Ken Burns
[4] Quoting George Bernard Shaw. https://www.forbes.com/sites/joanmichelson2/2018/06/07/dream-things-that-never-were-and-say-why-not-what-innovators-can-learn-robert-f-kennedy/?sh=5573261226cf
Call Me…Keto Craig
Trying to live a keto lifestyle while fighting chronic kidney disease.
For over 12 years, I’ve had chronic kidney disease (CKD). How I got to that point is a long story on its own, but I’ve been able to maintain reasonable kidney function for a long time. Then at the end of 2019, the day after Christmas, I landed in the hospital with acute kidney failure. The same thing that caused my condition in the first place reared its ugly head once more and my kidney function (eGFR) plummeted. Suddenly, my kidneys had gone from about 40% to 14%. After some good care by my team of doctors, I was stable and my kidneys rebounded a little, but quickly dropped back down again. I’ve been hovering around 10-15% for about five months. Definitely have dropped to Stage 5.
Which means I’m at the end stage of CKD. We’ve been exploring dialysis options, but long-term my best option is a kidney transplant. There are a lot of requirements to be eligible for one. Thankfully, my wife helped me get over the biggest hurdle when she volunteered to be a living donor. (Small plug for anyone considering helping to save a life – give a kidney if you can! God gave you two and you only need one healthy one to live a full life. Ask Cassie grandfather who’s now in his 90’s and has had only one for about 70 years). That means my wait for a kidney will be reduced by years! And although I’m very fortunate to have had few other complications, there’s one I’ve struggled with my entire adult life – being overweight. To be eligible for the transplant, the team at Stanford wants me to be at a BMI lower than 35. To do that, I needed to lose about 35 more pounds!
I’ve been overweight for as long as I can remember. It was never easy to deal with, and I feel like I’ve tried nearly everything. I’ve done Weight Watchers (where I did lose a lot at first, but I can find a way to break any system), I’ve gone gluten-free, I’ve done intense workouts, I’ve even been on Dr. Phil! But there’s one change in lifestyle I’ve avoided for so long – keto. Living a keto lifestyle just seemed a hill too steep to climb. I love my carbs! And as a lifelong Japanese-American, rice has been a staple of my diet as much as water and air. Plus, everything I’ve heard about keto was “high protein, high fat!” And if there’s one thing every nephrologist (kidney specialist) and every dietician will tell you – too much protein is a fast track to kidney failure.
But my wife went on a form of keto about two years ago at the beginning of 2020 (called carnivore which is not just low carb but zero carb) and she has lost a TON of weight! Over 125 pounds! And most of that was in the first year. Not only was she not suffering, she was even happier than before while losing weight. So I read up on this whole keto thing – and even keto people are constantly saying “high protein, high fat!” and there was no way I could make THAT work…or could I? As my kidney function kept getting progressively worse and dialysis more and more around the corner, I kept wondering “Could I make it work?”
The key, it seemed, WASN’T “eat a whole lot of protein.” It was really about reducing your carb intake and replacing it with healthy fat content. I read this great article by The New York Times which summarizes the benefits (and drawbacks) of living a keto lifestyle in a fair and measured way far better than I can do here. Bottom line for me, trying this wasn’t out of my reach. I could reduce my carbs without increasing my protein by replacing carbs with more veggies – something my doctors have wanted me to do anyway. And because keto relies on fats to replace carbs, I can have things like salad dressing (not every kind) to make those veggies taste even better. So far, the results are very promising.
I’m telling you all this because it was so hard to find any information on following a keto diet while dealing with CKD. And while keto has certainly helped those with diabetes and other health conditions, I couldn’t find anything for people going through what I was going through. Yet the benefits seemed so clear. Of course, I talked about all of this with my doctor first and because I’m in Stage 5, I get blood drawn every month which helps me monitor things like protein levels, phosphorous, cholesterol, etc. I’m not a doctor and as every website on earth will tell you, don’t try changing your lifestyle without professional medical consultation. But if documenting this journey can help anyone out there dealing with chronic kidney disease and hoping to lose weight and be healthier, then if nothing else this will all be worth it. Be well and keep following for updates!
Being Christian in a Secular World
Every year, Cassie has given the message in worship the Sunday following Christmas. Not only is this an awesome Christmas gift to me, but a wonderful opportunity to show the congregation that we are all messengers of Christ with our own stories to tell. I’m always proud of Cassie for being willing to let God use her as his messenger in this way. I know it’s been an inspiration to others that they too can tell their own stories.
A few decades ago I didn’t even know what ‘Secular’ meant. It is defined as “denoting attitudes, activities, or other things that have no religious or spiritual basis.” All of us can identify with being in the secular world. The grocery store, most businesses, television shows, and many of our hobbies are secular.
I attended a Christian workshop one time and they asked me to chart my faith journey on my life timeline. I’m 52 and growing up in the 70’s and 80’s there was often a reminder of Christianity in TV shows. I remember learning different things from Little House on the Prairie, the Waltons, and always the Snoopy Christmas cartoons. I wasn’t raised Christian so at the time I had limited knowledge except for a few Sundays at church with my grandparents. When we moved to Kentucky I was 9 years old and thus saw nothing unusual when my 4th grade teacher would read to us from the bible.
The Faith Building chart was essentially a flat line until age 21 and then it spiked really high. This happened because I was engaged to a Catholic and had to go through RCIA (Rites for Christian Initiation for Adults) if we were to marry. I spent a year working with the Catholic deacons and priests to learn about Christ and the Catholic church. It was an intense study to make sure you can truly accept the faith and the church doctrines. I’ve always said I know more about the Catholic church than the millions of average Catholics. On my 22nd birthday I was baptized and confirmed a Catholic.
I didn’t marry the Catholic, but I continued my Catholicism throughout my twenties. My older daughter, Evelyn, was baptized Catholic. It wasn’t until my 30s, when I was dating Craig, that we decided together to become Methodists but that is a different story.
Let’s come back to the here and now. This is what my Christian Focus chart would look like if I charted it today. In my first decade, I had little hills that would show up when I would watch those TV shows, experience church, or go through the Christmas season. The chart has peaks and valleys. In my mid-30s you can see another peak when I spent the year doing the intensive Discipleship course with a group at church and then my Emmaus weekend.
But this is only one of two charts: the first chart being Christian Focus and the second chart being Faith. Christian focus doesn’t mean you have faith. And faith doesn’t require Christian focus.
In today’s earlier reading, we hear one point that there is a relationship between Faith and Deeds. I challenge back that we can absolutely have Faith without deeds, just as we can have Faith without being fully focused on Christian topics.
My reasoning is found in the entire chapter of Ephesians 3: “God’s Marvelous Plan for the Gentiles”. We’re going to separate the chapter into three parts: Part (A) Christ is also for the Gentiles; Part (B) Paul’s duty to bring it to the Gentiles; and Part (C) is a beautiful prayer to bring Christ and faith to ourselves and others.
Let’s start with Verses 1-6:
1 For this reason I, Paul, the prisoner of Christ Jesus for the sake of you Gentiles—
2 Surely you have heard about the administration of God’s grace that was given to me for you, 3 that is, the mystery made known to me by revelation, as I have already written briefly. 4 In reading this, then, you will be able to understand my insight into the mystery of Christ, 5 which was not made known to people in other generations as it has now been revealed by the Spirit to God’s holy apostles and prophets. 6 This mystery is that through the gospel the Gentiles are heirs together with Israel, members together of one body, and sharers together in the promise in Christ Jesus.
I imagine Paul sitting in a dirty jail cell writing to these non-Jewish Ephesians. The other Apostles didn’t want the Gentiles to hear about Christ and didn’t believe that Gentiles (that’s us) were also redeemed by Christ’s sacrifice. Imagine in today’s world if certain websites or cable channels had information about Christianity that we aren’t allowed to see. But that’s not the case! Paul was the first to bring Christianity into the secular world. He didn’t require everyone to become Jewish or a rabbi. He wanted Christ to be everywhere, in everything, in everyone.
Which brings us to Part (B) versus 7-13 where Paul brings this message to the Gentiles:
7 I became a servant of this gospel by the gift of God’s grace given me through the working of his power. 8 Although I am less than the least of all the Lord’s people, this grace was given me: to preach to the Gentiles the boundless riches of Christ, 9 and to make plain to everyone the administration of this mystery, which for ages past was kept hidden in God, who created all things. 10 His intent was that now, through the church, the manifold wisdom of God should be made known to the rulers and authorities in the heavenly realms, 11 according to his eternal purpose that he accomplished in Christ Jesus our Lord. 12 In him and through faith in him we may approach God with freedom and confidence. 13 I ask you, therefore, not to be discouraged because of my sufferings for you, which are your glory.
“And to make plain to everyone the administration of this mystery” is exactly the point! It doesn’t say here to “make disciples of Christ”… which is also a great thing. It says to “make plain to everyone”. He’s not telling us to become biblical scholars. I’m sure I have some statements wrong already in the sermon but that’s OK. This sermon is not to teach you biblical history. It’s telling us to get up and bring Christ into the normal things we do. It’s to be Christian because we made that choice when we accept Christ as our Savior. It’s to have faith because we love our God and Savior!
Most of you know that I’ve been working 6 days a week for the last year. In prior years I had time to read the entire bible over the year, listen to meditations, and participate in the work of the church. My time in the secular world is now 99% consumed with things that are not Christian. I wake up most days between 4:45am – 5:45am to get on work conference calls starting at 5 or 6 a.m. I don’t have breakfast and when I do get a lunch it can be anytime between 11 a.m. – 2 p.m. If I barely have time to eat, where is God going to fit in?
So I go back to my timeline charts. My “Christian Focus” chart is definitely in a valley at the moment. I will keep trying to read my Upper Room booklet but I fail frequently when I don’t have a consistent routine and schedule. I attend church when I’m not traveling. I receive daily Christian emails as a reminder to focus for a few minutes (or at least a minute!). I will keep working to include Christ but it’s not easy.
Now let’s go to the Faith chart. I’ve been doing the first sermon in January for a number of years as one of my Christmas gifts to Craig. A few years back I gave a sermon about death and how I used to be terrified at the thought of death. If I look at my faith chart, it is more of a stair step. There’s a large step which was a leap of faith with my baptism at age 22. For two more decades I had small steps in my faith chart. Then when I was 40 years old and my dad passed, I had a large leap of faith. I had to believe in the salvation of Christ if I was going to be with my dad in heaven. I had to stop fearing death and trust in Christ’s heavenly kingdom and his gift of salvation.
So you see in my Faith Journey it’s not always the Christian activities that bring us to where we are in our Faith. In 15 years when I reach my mid-60s and retire, I will love having the time to spend with God. I look forward to it. But until then, I’ve got to not feel guilty when I’m not devoting time to his word. I tell Jesus that I am a Christian out in the secular world. Representing him. Representing us.
Let us close with Part (C) versus 14-21 of Ephesians: the prayer. Please bow your heads.
14 For this reason I kneel before the Father, 15 from whom every family in heaven and on earth derives its name. 16 I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, 17 so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, 18 may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, 19 and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.
20 Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, 21 to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.
The Other America
I’d like to say I am free of bias, but that wouldn’t be completely honest.
I am a Bruin through and through and if you love UCLA, there is one school you do NOT love – USC also known as the University of Second Choice. We had quite a few other names for them as well, but many of them can’t be repeated in church. How anyone could be a fan of “that other school” is beyond me. UCLA is the #1 public university in the nation, the most applied school in the country, the second most national championships, and in the top 20 among all universities – public or private.[1] But USC is known for some things, too. For four times the cost, you too can attend this less prestigious school and if you have trouble getting in apparently you can pay Rick Singer to help you out. If you need a reference, just ask actress Lori Loughlin of Full House fame.[2] But in all seriousness…USC is a horrible school. Just kidding. Rivalries run deep. But if we’re not careful, friendly rivalries can turn into something more than just innocent jabs at one another and become much more insidious. We’ve seen people take to vandalism and property damage over something as silly as a school football game. But there’s a lot worse that can happen, too. I still remember Giants’ fan, Bryan Stow who was beaten outside of Dodgers Stadium for no other reason than wearing a Buster Posey jersey.[3] He was in a coma and it has taken him a very long time to recover. I don’t know if he ever fully will. Not long after that, there was a fan-related shooting at a Raiders-Niners preseason game where two people got gunned down.[4] And who can forget the riots in Vancouver when the Canucks lost in the Stanley Cup? 301 people were eventually arrested, 140 people were injured, 4 were stabbed and 9 police officers were hurt.[5] Over a hockey game.
Imagine…if people can get this violent, defensive, and worked up over a ball game…
What happens when it comes to problems and issues rooted even deeper in our communities? As we celebrate the life of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., it’s hard not to reflect on the violence surrounding the racism that still exists in America. Racism runs far deeper than school rivalries or baseball legacies. Racism is fed to us, introduced to us, and perpetuated in small, insidious ways. It affects us deeply, and far too often, those of us who have to live with it learn to develop callouses over our souls to protect us from the harm that it does to our self-esteem, our sense of self-worth, and our pride. We do such a good job of covering it up, people think it doesn’t exist anymore. And for a while I even believed it. “We live in a post-racial society.” Except we don’t. And I hate to break it to you for those of you lucky enough not to be a victim of racism or racist beliefs, but it’s still out there. People are trying to make us aware of it so we can do something about it, but I hear others complaining that those scholars and educators and activists who are talking about it are the ones CREATING it. It’s like when you clean up the house, but don’t have time to really do a good job and you throw half of it under the bed – it’s like, “Don’t look under there!” If I don’t see it, it doesn’t exist. But it does.
There was a speech Dr. King gave 55 years ago.
It was called, “The Other America.” And in it, he shared some very prophetic words I’d like to share again with you today. Here’s what he said,
Now the other thing that we’ve got to come to see now that many of us didn’t see too well during the last ten years — that is that racism is still alive in American society. And much more widespread than we realized. And we must see racism for what it is. It is a myth of the superior and the inferior race. It is the false and tragic notion that one particular group, one particular race is responsible for all of the progress, all of the insights in the total flow of history. And the theory that another group or another race is totally depraved, innately impure, and innately inferior.
In the final analysis, racism is evil because its ultimate logic is genocide. Hitler was a sick and tragic man who carried racism to its logical conclusion. He ended up leading a nation to the point of killing about 6 million Jews. This is the tragedy of racism because its ultimate logic is genocide. If one says that I am not good enough to live next door to him; if one says that I am not good enough to eat at a lunch counter, or to have a good, decent job, or to go to school with him merely because of my race, he is saying consciously or unconsciously that I do not deserve to exist.
To use a philosophical analogy here, racism is not based on some empirical generalization; it is based rather on an ontological affirmation. It is not the assertion that certain people are behind culturally or otherwise because of environmental conditions. It is the affirmation that the very being of a people is inferior. And this is the great tragedy of it.
Remember, he wrote this 55 years ago and what haunts me is how relevant these words still are today. Racism is still here. And just like Dr. King said, it’s much more widespread than most of us realized. The idea that one group, one race is responsible for all the good in America and none of the bad is a delusion of the self. And Dr. King was right in another way – the logical conclusion to racism is genocide. Now, we may not be throwing people into camps, but we are causing a much slower death by attrition. By denial. By refusing to make the changes necessary to provide equal opportunity for us all. Racism is still just as insidious as it has ever been. It’s so easy for us to think racism is gone because we had swept it under the rug for so long until someone comes along and gives us all permission to be racist once again.
It happens in such small innocent (and not so innocent) ways.
We don’t even think about it at the time. Like when growing up, people would comment on how good my English was. Why wouldn’t it be? And they said it as if it was a compliment, like I should genuinely be proud of my “good English.” You might think, “Well, that’s not racist. They just didn’t know.” But would you make that same comment to a blonde hair, blue-eyed kid? Or when people assumed I was good at math because, you know, all Asian kids are good at math (admittedly I was). Until my cousin became a deputy in the Sheriff’s department, I was genuinely afraid of the police. I remember taking driving lessons from both my parents and they said, “If you’re ever pulled over for a ticket, put your hands on the wheel, don’t make any sudden moves, and ask for permission before reaching over to get your driver’s license and registration.” I remember asking why and they said, “If you make any sudden moves, they might think you’re going to reach for a gun and could shoot you.” You can believe I never forgot that lesson. I never even put two and two together that this might have anything to do with race until a comedian brought it up in a stand-up skit how his white friends had no fear of the police, and I asked Cassie, “Did you ever get taught that?” And she said, “No” like it had never crossed her mind. Racism doesn’t have to be all white hoods and burning crosses. It can be as subtle as speaking “good English.”
Both as a church and as the people of Christ, we have to be on the alert to our own prejudices.
Whether they are as simple as a school rivalry or as complex as systemic racism in America. We need to dig deeper to insure we are pulling up the roots of racism and not simply trimming back the weeds. As we reflect back on Dr. King’s legacy, I can’t help but echo the words of Paul’s letter to the Galatians when he wrote: 26 So in Christ Jesus you are all children of God through faith, 27 for all of you who were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ. 28 There is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor free, nor is there male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus. (Galatians 3) It’s time we started acting like it. Thankfully, that movement has begun. Over the past 20 years, congregations have become more racially diverse, but we have a long way to go. Findings by Baylor University show that while the number of diverse congregations have nearly tripled,[6] we still lag behind the ever-changing demographics of our neighborhood. Closing that gap is important for the church to grow and recent studies bear that out. In a study of 20,000 United Methodist churches, racially diverse churches had higher attendance levels than monochromatic churches over time[7] and as neighborhoods become more diverse, it will be important for our congregations to reach out and embrace those changes. Which is only one reason why BMUC needs to move beyond its ethnic heritage and embrace the wider community. Staying monochromatic doesn’t work and we are very monochromatic.[8] But other than our own survival, it makes sense. Both geographically and Biblically. Reaching out to our community who live within walking distance of our church would reasonably increase attendance since they live so close. And Biblically, it’s hard to ignore that passage from Revelation: “…there before me was a great multitude that no one could count, from every nation, tribe, people and language, standing before the throne and before the Lamb. (Revelation 7:9).” God means for us to live in harmony with one another. It’s how he designed us.
It’s hard to let go of what we are familiar with.
But we have to ask ourselves, is this what was meant to be? Or are we created for something MORE? We could, for many long years, stay safely inside our monochromatic bubble. But would we then be advancing the very gospel we say we believe in? Or would we be playing it safe, afraid of the changes it might bring about, afraid of losing our heritage, when the truth is, we would be preserving our heritage by building on the foundations laid down by those saints who came before. Just as this church redesigned the landscaping of our building to become more inviting and welcoming, so we can redesign the landscape of our church to do the same. Let us continue to be that neighborhood church where everyone is welcome and together we can transform lives in the name of Jesus Christ. And to echo the words of Dr. King one last time, “And when this happens, when we allow freedom 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!
In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
[1] https://www.usnews.com/best-colleges/rankings/national-universities ; http://fs.ncaa.org/Docs/stats/champs_records_book/Overall.pdf
[2] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2019_college_admissions_bribery_scandal ; to be fair, there were students who got into UCLA using Rick’s “side door” technique (what most of us call bribery). The vast majority however attended USC.
[3] https://www.cnn.com/2021/04/10/us/bryan-stow-giants-first-pitch-spt-trnd/index.html
[4] https://www.espn.com/nfl/story/_/id/6881597/two-shot-candlestick-park-parking-lot-oakland-raiders-san-francisco-49ers-game
[5]https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2011_Vancouver_Stanley_Cup_riot#:~:text=The%202011%20Vancouver%20Stanley%20Cup%20riot%20was%20a,Finals%2C%20which%20won%20the%20Stanley%20Cup%20for%20Boston.
[6] https://www.baylor.edu/mediacommunications/news.php?action=story&story=220972
[7] https://www.baylor.edu/mediacommunications/news.php?action=story&story=222716
[8] Our membership in 2021 was 176 and of those 152 were identified as Asian. Only 24 were multiracial or of another ethnic background. By definitions commonly used, a diverse congregation is at least 20% or higher of some other ethnicity.
Escaping the Death Star
Han Solo started to celebrate a little early.
After escaping the Death Star, he felt pretty proud of himself. Sure, he lost the old man, but considering they just escaped from a fortress the size of a small moon (“That’s no moon…that’s a space station”), he thought he had done pretty well. They were even able to escape the clutches of the wing of TIE fighters that were sent after them. The old bucket of bolts held together, and the kid wasn’t half bad. He wasn’t Chewie, but he was definitely good in a fight. Feeling smug, Han says, “You know sometimes I amaze even myself.” But Princess Leia is about to throw a cold dose of reality on Han’s victory. “That doesn’t sound too hard. They let us go. It’s the only explanation for the ease of our escape…It’s not over yet.” Han immediately gets defensive. “It is for ME sister!” But eventually, Han comes to his senses and realizes he can’t leave his friends in a lurch. He has to see the job through, so he and Chewie take the Millennium Falcon back to the Death Star just in time to save his friend Luke from the clutches of Darth Vader. But what if Han decided to pack it in? What if he took the money and ran? What if he didn’t see it through?
There’s always an easy way out.
But will it lead you to the results you desire? For any venture to succeed, whether it’s defeating a galactic empire or learning how to properly cook a rack of ribs takes, among other things, perseverance. While talent, luck, and opportunity are definitely key components, it’s often perseverance that takes us over the edge. One of my favorite examples of this is the work ethic of Kobe Bryant.[1] Kobe is one of the best players ever to have played in the NBA. We can argue at length about who’s at the top of that list – Michael Jordan, LeBron James, etc., but Kobe is always in the conversation. With 5 national championships, 18 All-Star appearances in his 20 year career, a league MVP and two-time finals MVP, his bona fides are impeccable. And if you ever saw Kobe play in person, you’d know it wasn’t just hype or luck. This guy had some serious talent. But it wasn’t talent alone that made Kobe a success. Lots of people have talent who never achieve this level of excellence. What made Kobe truly great beyond his talent and skill is his perseverance. He could easily have coasted to an easy payday with the talent he had, but that talent was honed and perfected by his perseverance which never waned even as his accolades grew. To illustrate, Dwayne Wade and Chris Bosh told a story about their experience with the Kobe work ethic. Bosh says, “We’re in Las Vegas and we all come down for team breakfast at the start of the whole training camp. And Kobe comes in with ice on his knees and with his trainers and stuff. He’s got sweat drenched through his workout gear. And I’m like, ‘It’s 8 o’clock in the morning, man. Where… is he coming from?'” Wade continues, “Everybody else just woke up…We’re all yawning, and he’s already three hours and a full workout into his day.”[2]
Putting in the hard work is key to success.
Malcolm Gladwell called this the “10,000-Hour Rule.” He felt that one component that made people outliers other than talent and luck was developing perseverance; that greatness was most often achieved after doing something for at least 10,000 hours and he cited the Beatles and Bill Gates as examples. But we can take this example too literally. To be great at cooking doesn’t just mean randomly cooking food for 10,000 hours. At some point in our lives many of us will have done that without becoming the next Julia Child. It’s really about a dedication to your craft – whatever it is. To reach a level of excellence is more about dedication than time. It’s about a persistence to carry on, even in the face of defeat and even after achieving success.
Persistence is also a key component of our faith.
We are in a dark time right now. And I mean more than simply it being winter and rainy. Our communities, our nation, and even our world are split between those who embrace the truth of the pandemic and those who don’t. With over 5.4 million people dead and nearly 300 million people infected, it’s hard to understand why some people aren’t taking this more seriously, but with cases drastically on the rise, vaccinations become even more important than ever before. Yet, almost everyone I talk to knows someone in their circle of family and friends who refuse to get vaccinated or who won’t wear a mask in a public setting. What’s odd is that Paul seemed to predict just such a time as this.
3 For the time will come when people will not put up with sound doctrine. Instead, to suit their own desires, they will gather around them a great number of teachers to say what their itching ears want to hear. 4 They will turn their ears away from the truth and turn aside to myths. 5 But you, keep your head in all situations, endure hardship, do the work of an evangelist, discharge all the duties of your ministry.
6 For I am already being poured out like a drink offering, and the time for my departure is near. 7 I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. 8 Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing. – (2 Timothy 4:3-8)
It’s like Paul KNEW!
He knew there’d be a time like this and he’s warning us from across the centuries. Sadly, it’s not Paul having some sort of crystal ball into the future, but instead his understanding of the human condition. The situation we find ourselves in now is not new. It’s one that is repeated over and over again. Which is sad, but true. When it comes to gender equality, there are still people who believe women were created to be subservient to men. When it comes to racial justice, there are still people who fail to understand systemic racism and how it affects us all in insidious ways. When it comes to gender and sexual identity, there are still many, many people who see it as a sin or as a crime or as an abomination against God to see ourselves in a different light. Sadly, how people are reacting to the pandemic isn’t new or different or unique, but part of the greater sickness of our world that fails to follow one simple rule – love one another.
For us to make it through this time together requires our persistence.
It’s tempting to let our guard down. It’s not uncommon to think we’re invulnerable, even in the face of overwhelming evidence that we are not. And it’s so easy for us to just get tired of being vigilant against this pandemic. But now is not the time. It’s been a long two years and while things are definitely getting better, people are still dying by the thousands every day from just the coronavirus by itself. Estimates show nearly 6,000 people are dying worldwide with nearly 2.3 million coming down with the virus every 24 hours – and tragically that number is likely to be vastly underreported. Still, the evidence is clear. Get vaccinated. Get boosted. And be persistent in being precautious. Recent data shows unvaccinated people are still 4 times more likely to be infected by the coronavirus even with the omicron variant. They are 10 times more likely to become hospitalized, 17 times higher to be in the ICU, and 18 times higher to die from it. Wearing a mask, while it can be uncomfortable is important, not only for protecting you, but for protecting those around you. With omicron affecting both vaccinated and unvaccinated people, we need to take these precautions. A bit of being uncomfortable is a small choice to make if it could help save people’s lives. It is just one way for us to love our neighbor.
We can get through this together.
We’ve already adapted in many ways to the pandemic. Virtual meetings, virtual workspaces, creating more space for one another, but as Princess Leia would say, “It’s not over yet.” Let’s continue to take those steps we need to take to help one another out. Let’s do our part to keep our corner of the world safe and by doing so hopefully we will encourage those around us to remain steadfast in what they are doing too. Love of neighbor continues to be the key to success and it’s our perseverance through these difficult times that we see that love come to fruition. This is a choice we make, each and every day to love one another. The freedom to choose is an essential component to our faith and one not to be taken lightly. So will we choose the easy way out? Will we be tempted like Han Solo to take the money and run? Or will we do the hard work needed to achieve our long-term goals? As Paul wrote to the church in Corinth: “24 Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. 25 Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last, but we do it to get a crown that will last forever. 26 Therefore I do not run like someone running aimlessly; I do not fight like a boxer beating the air. 27 No, I strike a blow to my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize.” Stay strong. Stay vigilant. And may God bless you now and always.
[1] To learn about Kobe’s work ethic there are numerous reports of it. Here is just one from ESPN. https://www.espn.com/nba/story/_/id/15179469/kobe-bryant-famous-pregame-shooting-routine
[2] https://www.espn.com/blog/truehoop/miamiheat/post/_/id/21385/heats-dwyane-wade-relishes-final-clashes-with-kobe
Reflections
What makes us Christians?
For those of us who say that we’re Christians, what is it that defines us as a people? Certain things about ourselves are determined for us. Things like our birth parents, our ethnicity, our skin color, the shape of our eyes, even the condition of our bodies to some extent. But other things we choose for ourselves. The people we choose to love and hold onto, our families, our spouses, our friends, and our faith. We choose to be Christian. But if that’s the case there has to be a way for us to determine if we are or not. Jesus made it really simple. Love one another. Not sometimes. All the time. Love one another.
The Pharisees were always trying to trip Jesus up.
They wanted to embarrass him, ridicule him, make him seem small in front of the crowds so people would stop following him, so they were always testing him (when they weren’t trying to kill him). And on this one particular day after finding out that Jesus had silenced their rivals, the Sadducees, they tried to get him with this question, “Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law?” The Law, as you probably know, was the set of rules that had been passed down for generations by the Hebrew people. Maybe this expert was hoping he could get Jesus to make a mistake, but Jesus quickly answered the question, “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’38 This is the first and greatest commandment. 39 And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ 40 All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.”
It’s kind of funny when you look at Jesus’ answer.
The expert never asked what the second greatest commandment was, but Jesus thought it was important enough to package them together. The truth is how can you truly love God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind if you don’t love your neighbor? John wrote about this in one of his letters to the church. In 1 John 4, he writes, “20 Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen, cannot love God, whom they have not seen. 21 And he has given us this command: Anyone who loves God must also love their brother and sister.” But that is a lesson far too many people seem to have forgotten. People who claim to be Christian, yet refuse to get vaccinated. People who claim to be Christian, but assault Asian-Americans (and elderly Asian-Americans at that) just because of how they look. People who claim to be Christian and assert that taking away a woman’s freedom to choose is about protecting life, but then feel equally passionate about denying them food, housing, and medical assistance. The hypocrisy of claiming to be Christian and yet clinging onto so many unchristian actions is sickening. And if it’s sickening to us, is it any wonder why there are so many who are abandoning the church?
The problem is people are hiding their own fears and prejudices behind the shield of Christianity.
Claiming it’s their faith that guides them gives them an out for behaving so poorly instead of owning up to the truth behind their claims. A close examination of our faith would reveal those hypocrisies for what they are. But most people on the outside are not familiar enough with our beliefs and our teachings to know the difference, so when someone claims faith as an excuse they think, “Well, who would want to be part of a faith that believes in THAT?” And they would be right. The answer is for us to get out into the world and SHOW our faith to others in tangible, real ways that reshape the conversation. Who we are as believers in Christ should be so obvious that the next time someone claims it’s their “God-given right” to own a gun and shoot someone, it’s easy to say, “No, it’s not.” We have to do a better job of showcasing our faith. Not with bumper stickers or t-shirts, but with genuine compassion for our fellow human beings. As John writes earlier in his letter, “8 Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truth (1 John 3:18).” Indeed, this is completely in line with Jesus’ final commandment he gave to the disciples. When he said, “A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. 35 By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another (John 13:34-35).” It’s by our love that the world will recognize us for who we are.
When we were a very young church, we were a shelter for others in our neighborhood.
Literally, our neighborhood was a consequence of redlining by racist politicians of their day. It’s hard to believe in Berkeley where social justice is a bastion of our community that at one time we were segregated by race in these city streets, but it’s true. The area surrounding our church was specifically for Asian immigrants, particularly Japanese immigrants, and their families, so when the Methodist church decided to reach out to those immigrants, it only made sense to plant a church right in the middle of their community. THAT is the hallmark of Christianity and particularly of Methodism. Our Methodist history grew out of John Wesley’s desire to take Christianity to the people. Others thought he was crazy to go out into the park and into public gatherings to share the good news of Jesus, but he got tired of a church that was insular and isolated. He felt God’s call on his heart to share God’s Word any way that he could. And if that meant taking it to the people, then that’s what he did. He went to where the people were. Did he make mistakes? For sure. Was he always right? Not by a long shot. But his genuine desire to share God’s love formed the foundation for our church and others like it. It’s that belief that inspired people like Frank Herron Smith to reach out to a culture and a people very different from his own and work so hard at cultivating relationships across those barriers. It’s why we dedicated our sanctuary to his legacy, because the love he showed was so genuine we couldn’t help but be inspired by it. And indeed many were so inspired they followed in their footsteps to become pastors and missionaries and servants of God in their own right.
It’s time for us to reach out to our neighborhood and be our own inspiration to others.
Gone are the days of opening up the doors and watching people come in. Gone are the days when the church was the hub of society and the center of our social life. People would come to church to have those water cooler talks they might not otherwise have. You’d come to church to talk to your civic leaders or your teachers or your coach. You’d come to find spouses and dates to the prom and buddies to hang out with. Today that role has been taken by others who do it far better than we do. If not Starbucks then you’ve got Facebook and Instagram and a whole plethora of other options to build culture and connection. And people crave connection. Human beings are created by God to crave being in community. We’re just not exactly picky about what kind of community that is. So the church has to continue to evolve. We have to reach out in new ways and go beyond our doors and out into a world that needs the love of Christ more than ever before.
We have a unique opportunity.
Our church is so fortunate to be situated in the middle of an actual neighborhood. Most churches are located in downtown areas or on busy street corners where there is lots of traffic, and that might seem like a smart move to take advantage of being in a high traffic area, but BMUC is situated in the middle of a community. There are families living all around us. There are schools and houses and people living everyday lives right here where we are. Now it’s up to us to reach out to them, to take advantage of our location, our heritage, and our resources to share the love of Christ with those right here in our neighborhood. We already have this beautifully landscaped front area leading up to the church that’s warm and inviting, and we have this incredible lower parking lot that our entire neighborhood passes by every day. I’m hoping we can utilized these gifts in a way that will bring attention to who we are – not to brag or boast which is certainly unchristian – but to inspire and offer something everyone needs – the love of Jesus Christ.
I have a passion for outreach.
And that’s because I know if the people in the church hadn’t reached out to me, I never would have developed a relationship with Jesus. I would have been just another person who THOUGHT my life was swell. And it was. But my life is so much better and deeper and richer for having Christ in it. And don’t we want that for everybody? Wouldn’t this be a great world if everyone lived by the teachings of Christ? Loving one another and caring for each other? We can’t do that huddled inside the church. We have to invite people in and we have to open up our doors and take church outside the walls. And it has to be more than just movie nights and clean comedy. Our goal isn’t to have them walk into the building. That’s easy. Our goal is to invite them to explore a relationship with God. That’s why we do Cookies and Carols. Everyone loves singing Christmas songs, but we try to make sure we don’t just sing standards, but also hymns and carols we would typically sing in church that talk about Christ. That’s why we do the Easter Egg Hunt. Not just so kids get free candy, but so we can share the story of Jesus in a non-threatening, non-judgmental but fun way (that includes candy). And I’m hoping we can do other things that are both fun and faith-based. This year we’re planning on doing a Blessing of the Animals in our parking lot and invite the community along. Seems like everyone in Berkeley has a pet so why not offer to say a prayer of blessing over them and maybe offer some treats for both humans and pets alike? These are stepping stone ways of introducing faith without being overbearing or judgmental and I hope we expand on those invitational opportunities as we grow together.
I would also love for us to do mission work in the public eye.
Again, not to brag or pat ourselves on the back, but to do two things – one, give others outside the church the chance to participate in what we do on a regular basis and help others. And two, to let people know the church is about more than helping ourselves, but wanting to meet the needs of our community. The more people know us for our acts of love, kindness, and compassion, the more they’ll want to be a part of who we are. I believe people are drawn to that kind of positive energy that comes from helping one another.
Every church in America is worried about finances.
But if we FOCUS on that, if we make THAT the measure of success, we will fall short every time. It is the quickest way to spell failure. Instead, we need to focus on what we have to offer our community that might be different than what they hear about in the news and see on their screens. If they can come to know us by the love we share, if they realize what we stand for instead of what we stand against, it will inspire them to come see for themselves what it is that has transformed our lives. And after all, isn’t that what we are about? Transforming lives through Christ’s love?
The One Millionth Question
100 times.
What would you do if you got asked the same question 100 times? A day. When you’re a cast member at Disneyland it happens. Every. Single. Day. “Where’s the bathroom?” “Where’s Mickey?” “How do I find Space Mountain?” Over and over and over. But no question – and I mean no question – is as annoying as this one. “What time is the 3 o’clock parade?” I kid you not. Not once but many times a day would I get asked that question. It’s hard – I mean REALLY hard – not to get sarcastic at that point. The answer isn’t just obvious, but they said it themselves. “What time is the 3 o’clock parade?” Disney believes how you answer that question will determine how successful you are.
Assume that people aren’t stupid.
That’s a good place to start. Most of the time, what seems like a dumb question is really a cry for help. The person knows they need something, but doesn’t know how to ask for it. If they did, they wouldn’t be asking the question. Usually when people are asking you, “What time is the 3 o’clock parade?” what they’re really asking is, “What time will the parade get HERE?” If you’ve seen a parade at Disneyland, you know the 3 o’clock parade STARTS at 3 o’clock SOMEWHERE, but from one end to the other it can be half an hour later before it gets to where you are sitting. Maybe they want to know if they have time to grab a bite to eat. Or go to the restroom. Or change their kid’s diaper. There’s a lot hidden behind an innocent question and the role of a good Cast Member is to find out what it is people are really asking and help them as best you can. When you can do that, sometimes you can make a person’s whole day brighter. And if you’re really lucky, you can make an impact that lasts their whole life. You wouldn’t believe the heartwarming tales we hear from guests about how Cast Members have made their vacation. There was one family whose little boy lost his teddy bear at the park. They had searched everywhere and no one had been able to find it. They reported it to Lost and Found, left their name and room number, and left the park for the day. Later on, someone found that teddy bear and turned it in. The Cast Members at Lost and Found remembered how sad the little boy was and decided to do something special. They took the bear all over the park, snapping pictures with it and all sorts of different characters. They printed those pictures, put it in a small photo album with a letter from Mickey Mouse saying that his bear had missed him but had been well taken care of and returned the bear with the photo album and letter to the boy that night. That little boy couldn’t stop talking about what a great adventure his bear had and made that vacation so much better.
When people ask questions, often they’re a little bit lost.
Maybe not physically lost, but emotionally, spiritually, intellectually lost. And while it’s easy to dismiss them, when someone is willing to ask a question they are being vulnerable to us in that moment. How we treat them says a lot about us. I can’t help but think about the passage from Matthew 25 about the sheep and the goats. Jesus is telling his disciples a story about a day when everyone will be judged by what they’ve done in life and he starts separating people into two groups, one on his right and one on his left. He says to the group on his right, “‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. 35 For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36 I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’
37 “Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38 When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? 39 When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’
40 “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’” We may not realize it, but how we treat people looking for help says more about us than about them.
Being lost is a horrible feeling.
And like I said, anyone asking a question is lost in their own way. Being in a strange place, even in a strange but friendly place, is filled with anxiety. But if we can be the people God calls us to be in those situations, we can offer the kind of hospitality that will offer a way to those who need it. When I think about that anxiety-filled moment, I think about this story we are about to read – the story of the Prodigal Son. If you’ve been in church for any length of time, you’ve probably heard this story, but even if you haven’t, it’s one that will probably feel familiar if you put yourself in the prodigal son’s shoes. For the life of me, I had no idea what “prodigal” meant. I had to look it up. People use the term “prodigal son” so often, it sounded like a good thing, like someone who returns home triumphantly. But “prodigal” means someone who wastes money extravagantly.[1] “Prodigal” means someone who wastes money extravagantly. So in this story the son who returns home is feeling ashamed, humbled, humiliated and is really not sure how his dad will receive him. But he has failed so miserably, he doesn’t have any choices left and decides to brave coming home. Imagine what that must have felt like, to have to walk into a situation where you’re not sure what will happen, what people will expect, how they will react and feeling awful about it. That’s the story we are sharing today. Put yourselves in the shoes of the Prodigal Son.
11 …“There was a man who had two sons. 12 The younger one said to his father, ‘Father, give me my share of the estate.’ So he divided his property between them.
13 “Not long after that, the younger son got together all he had, set off for a distant country and there squandered his wealth in wild living. 14 After he had spent everything, there was a severe famine in that whole country, and he began to be in need. 15 So he went and hired himself out to a citizen of that country, who sent him to his fields to feed pigs. 16 He longed to fill his stomach with the pods that the pigs were eating, but no one gave him anything.
17 “When he came to his senses, he said, ‘How many of my father’s hired servants have food to spare, and here I am starving to death! 18 I will set out and go back to my father and say to him: Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. 19 I am no longer worthy to be called your son; make me like one of your hired servants.’ 20 So he got up and went to his father.
“But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.
21 “The son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’
22 “But the father said to his servants, ‘Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. 23 Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate. 24 For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’ So they began to celebrate.” (Luke 15:11-24)
What that must have felt like to be greeted like that!
To be accepted so lovingly and openly, to be made welcome by people whom he thought might treat him badly or with judgment. Instead to have pretty much the exact opposite happen must have been more than he could have hoped for. And that’s the kind of people God calls us to be. God wants us to be people of extravagant hospitality. To use what we have to help others know the love of God.
Disney’s philosophy of extravagant hospitality can be boiled down to two sentences.
Exceed guest expectations. Pay attention to details. Exceed guest expectations. Pay attention to details. It’s in everything they do. From the lightbulbs in the stores, to the smell of vanilla coming out of the vents at the candy shop, to making sure the streets are clean. The key to exceeding expectations comes down to putting yourself in the other person’s shoes, trying to understand what THEY need and what THEY want, and helping them find it. Sometimes that means anticipating their needs even before they walk in the door. For us, that takes a different form. Really good welcome bags for 1st time guests, putting together creative worship that’s also relatable, having a clean worship space, being well-organized…there is so much that goes into creating an atmosphere that helps that person walking in those doors to feel more at ease. Stepping into a church often takes a great amount of courage. Even if you know people, if you’re here searching for answers to your faith questions, it’s intimidating. Creating that atmosphere of extravagant hospitality becomes so important to ease those feelings and make it possible for someone to be open to where God is leading them. Some of you might be wondering why we’re talking so much about Disney in church. Do I want us to BE Disney? No. Do I want us to be LIKE Disney? When it comes to extravagant hospitality, yes. We shouldn’t be afraid of taking the best of what the world has to offer and make it our own. If we’re going to reach beyond these walls to influence the lives of those around us, we have to be innovative and adapt what works in the world and make it work for the church. A church afraid to change is a church that is slowly dying, but created us to bring life into the world. Let us be that light and that life!
[1] https://www.google.com/search?q=prodigal&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8
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