Obligatory Birthday Post

Today I turned 52. I have more gray hair (which has been hard won) and also even less hair. I have written and self-published a bestselling book and have another one in the works for 2020. I am a Grandpa. I am married to the most amazing woman on earth. I have a full time job at a fun company (they have Foosball tables and corn hole games all over the building!). I retired from the Pastorate. I am healthy, but not wealthy. I am in the process of faith reconstruction, which has been very liberating. I have made a lot of new friends online. I have never met most of them in real life, but most of them I consider as family! If we ever do meet in person, the hugs alone will send tidal waves of positive energy to the moon and back!

In previous birthday posts, I have listed lessons I have learned in hopes of sharing that hard won wisdom with you, my gentle reader. This time, however, I want to share some observations of our world I have, ummm..., observed. Off we go!

Christians have become mor…

Jesus, Inerrancy, and Heroin Overdoses

I got a note today from a dear reader and good friend. He was upset because he just came from a funeral for an old friend of one of his best friends, who died of a drug overdose. Here is a copy of the message, edited to respect the anonymity of those involved:
I just wanted to share with you something I experienced today that made me remember why I left the Baptist church. So a preface to this story: A guy that I went to high school with,  (he was in a grade under me, and I only knew him in passing at school), was found dead in his apartment on Tuesday after injecting heroin and overdosing. My best friend was really good friends with him, so I went with her to the funeral service today. The service was at __________ Baptist. My friend,______, also grew up Baptist and left the church many years ago. When the pastor got up to give a (what was supposed to be) short sermon, my heart broke. I was completely disgusted at what he was saying. One of the things he said to the family was and I q…

The 21st Century Is Nothing Like We Used to Imagine

I was driving home from the gym the other day. As I came to a stop at a red light, I heard sirens. I heard a lot of sirens. At once, twenty or so police cars came flying by. Clearly, something terrible had happened for so many units to respond so quickly. I wondered what was going on, since it happened close to where my wife and I live.
It turns out that a gentleman had walked into the local Wal-Mart carrying a shotgun. When the smoke cleared, it was determined that he had intended to return the shotgun that he had previously purchased. He had a receipt from what I understand.
That incident made me realize something...we have become a totally paranoid culture. With good reason, I'd say.
Since the turn of the century, we have had a major terrorist attack, over 280 school shootings, movie theater shootings, nightclub shootings, college campus shootings, global warming, and let's not forget Y2K.
I confess, I hear gunshots on occasion. When I hear them, I immediately lock the doors an…

Authentic Christianity is Not a Cult; American Christianity Is

Since writing a term paper on Cultism in college, I have been fascinated at the similarities to traditional "cults" and the present climate of Conservative, American, Evangelical Christianity. In the year 2000, the father of one of my best friends accused me of being a cult leader. He didn't like me, this I already knew. Knowing what I did about cults and cult leaders, I easily dismissed the accusation. I was a Pastor, not a cult leader. 

Or was I?
Upon further research and honest reflection, I realized that I was kind of a cult leader. I sure didn't set out to become one. I was fresh out of Bible College and a Seminary student. I was just doing what I was taught to do. 
The first Pastor I ever served under was Rev. Ray Truett in 1990. He let me preach occasionally and took me under his wing. My first sermon included some political commentary about Walter Mondale being the antichrist or something. I had heard someone at my home church make these claims and I thought I w…

What We Believe vs. Why We Believe It

I have long been a fan of comedians like Bill Maher and the late George Carlin. They are more than just funny guys. They are seekers of truth. They ask the questions no one else dares or even thinks to ask. It would behoove any Christian to listen to George Carlin's, "Religion Is Bulls**t," bit. Here is the link (language warning).

To be clear, I am not saying I agree with the late Mr. Carlin. In fact, I know why I don't agree with him. And that is the point of today's post.

I recently saw Bill Maher's movie, Religulous. I respect what he was attempting to do with this film. He visits all kinds of people from all kinds of religion seeking answers to hard questions. What struck me was that no one could defend why they believe what they believe. Now, I realize that Maher is a very left-wing comedian, and that he probably didn't ask the most intellectual people on the planet the tough questions so he could get laughs. That is, after all, his job.

It is clea…

Why Should the devil Have All the Good Churches?

In the pioneer era of what we now call, "Contemporary Christian Music," a singer/songwriter, the late Larry Norman, posed a similar question with,"Why Should the devil Have All the Good Music?" 

Our church is doing a sermon series called Hot Topics. People have submitted questions on index cards and each week one of our pastors takes a question and expounds on it. Yesterday's question was, "Why do people in the satanic church seem more content than those in the Christian church?" My spirit tells me that whoever asked the question is struggling with their faith journey because of what they are witnessing in Conservative American Evangelical Churchianity. 

In 1997, I was doing church planting in New Hampshire. We were going door to door taking surveys about the perceived needs in the local community with a clever transition into a gospel presentation. We were approached by a couple who called themselves, "Born Again Pagans." We (my partner David…

Schindler's List of Dreams and Tears

Schinder's List is one of those films that I like to watch at least once or twice a year. Steven Spielberg's monumental film about unlikely Holocaust hero Oskar Schindler, is a cinematic triumph. It is hard not to be moved by the film's authenticity in telling the story of the world's most awful genocide in history. I am not immune.

I have seen the film countless times and I always cry at the same place, near the end. Schindler, brilliantly portrayed by Liam Neeson, is forced to go into exile when WWII ends, an unfair reward for the 1,200 Jews he had saved from certain death. The rescued Schindler Jews honor him with a hand-crafted ring expressing their gratitude to Herr Direktor. At this point, Schindler breaks down in tears saying, "I could have gotten more." That is always the place where I lose it.

Every. Single. Time.

There is a familiar story of a man who came upon scores of starfish who lay dying on the beach. One by one, he starts throwing them back i…