Frisky Bones


 

 

Today as I was quieting myself during my monthly retreat of silence at St. Benedicts, the words "frisky bones" popped into my head. It struck me in a funny way, so I made a poem.
 

 

Frisky Bones

God, give me frisky bones,
Unafraid to take a little risky bones,
Wanna have brave and fearlisky bones,
Gimme a shot of spiritual whiskey bones,
Oh Lord, give me frisky bones.

God, give me frisky bones,
No more dry and brisky bones,
Too scared of the tsk, tsk, tsky bones,
Might get a boo and a hissky bones,
From unbelieving aethistky bones,
Oh Lord, give me frisky bones.

God, give me frisky bones,
Good, ol’ St. Francis of Assisky bones,
Leper lovin’ hug and kissky bones,
Denying all my materialisky bones,
Embracing a life of simplisky bones,
Oh Lord, give me frisky bones.

God, give me frisky bones,
Faith in you persistky bones,
The Enemy I will resisky bones,
No more fear and cowardisky bones,
Oh Lord, give me frisky bones.

Bird Feeder



The night before last I had a dream. I was in Mexico relaxing on a bench after having eaten a meal. I watched as a clean shaven, neatly dressed man and his daughter approached me. I knew, as only one can in a dream, that this man and his daughter were believers. I also knew that they were beggars despite their well-groomed appearance.

When the man came up to me I saw that he cradled a booklet in his arm. The title of the booklet was, "Evangelical." He turned to me and said only one thing, "I have no food."

This presented a dilemma. I had given all my change for a tip after the meal I had eaten. All I had left was a single ten dollar bill. I could give him everything or nothing. There wasn't anything in between. I considered running somewhere to break the ten but I needed to respond in the moment.

"I'm sorry," I said. "I just gave all my change for a meal tip."

The man and his daughter simply waked away with his booklet and I woke up. I left for church to preach a sermon on the Kingdom of God.

This was a dream, but it may well have happened in real life. I am in Mexico City once or twice a year, and I encounter plenty of beggars both here in the States and in Mexico. I have faced this very dilemma before and have responded just as I did in the dream. To me the dream can mean only one thing: I have not yet fully become Evangelical.

I say this even though I am an ordained minister and have accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior. I am not yet an Evangelical for two reasons. First, I don't believe the Bible. Matthew 6 says that God takes care of the plants and birds and that he is capable and motivated to provide for our basic needs. I know I don't believe that because I cling to my money. I only believe it on an intellectual level, which is, practically speaking, pure and simple unbelief. If I were convinced of the Scripture's truthfulness, I would not hesitate to give the last of my money to someone in need. The anxiety I experience over money proof positive of my unbelief regarding Matthew 6:25-34. My actions betray that I don't really believe God feeds the birds.

The second reason I am not yet an Evangelical is that this word is derived from the Greek for good news (see previous blog). This good news is about a kingdom. It is socio-economic news, rooted in the kind of repentance that affects your personal finances. John the Baptist said this repentance would mean someone with two coats would give to one with none. That tax collectors would only collect what they were supposed to and wouldn't inflate taxes for their own financial gain. Soldiers would also not extort money if they were serious about this gospel repentance. When Zaccheaus believed the "evangelion" (good news), he gave half his wealth away and repaid those he had cheated times four!

One day, when my actions are consistent with the teachings of Jesus, I will be an Evangelical. Perhaps then the man in my dream will award me the booklet.

One-armed Evangelism

 


One character in the M. Night Shymalan movie, The Lady in the Water, works out with only his right arm. The result is freakish – the guy’s right arm is rippling while the left is slender. He is obsessed with working only one set of muscles and the imbalance makes him a bit of a kook.

Evangelicals love evangelism. We love it so much we used the word in naming our movement. The Greek word literally means “good news,” and is usually translated “gospel” because the Old English phrase “god-spell” meant “good tidings.” When we refer to evangelism we usually mean inviting someone to accept Jesus as their personal Lord and Savior. But I wonder if that comes because of our freakishly over-exercised muscle of individualism. What if the good news is broader than that? How would that affect our use and understanding of the word evangelism?

The first few times we see the word in New Testament it is referred to as the gospel of the kingdom. That is, these good tidings have something to do with a realm – a governing reality that impacts systems, structures, economies, environments, families, clans, and yes, individuals as well. But the gospel (?????????? or evangelion) of the kingdom is not simply about inviting someone to accept Jesus into their heart. It has to do with an all-encompassing reality on earth where Christ is king. Evangelism, at least in part, is good news about a realm … an operating system. It does involve individuals, and calls for a response from humans, but it must also include an engagement with structures and economies because Isaiah (and Jesus) said it would be great news to the poor.

Let’s exercise the other arm a bit. Why does the highly individualistic perspective have to dominate our use of the word? Why not evangelize governments by calling them to account for wickedness? What about corporate evangelism where we demand mega-companies to distribute the wealth they create to those with hardly any access to wealth creating tools? Let’s evangelize the environment so that it looks like a place where the Creator is in charge. Most of the homeless people I have met already know Jesus as their personal Lord and savior. What would be really good news to them is someone willing to help them get and keep a job, reconcile with their families, free them from the bondage to alcohol, engage the medical system on their behalf, work with their mental and emotional illnesses. Now that’s evangelism with both arms.

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