Category Archives: Leadership

Reading Group

I am so stoked about being a part of a group reading The New Testament and the People of God by NT Wright. The group was started by Justin over at Radical Congruency and right now there are 16 people in our group.

When I look back over my short life I see that I have been shaped by a number of conversations big and small and I am hoping that this conversation will be added to that list.

We will be discussing the book over at Urban Monastery and I am planning to discuss it here as well. Please be praying for us that this time will be beneficial. I’m am so excited.

As Iron Sharpens Iron.

Playing Catch Up (Update)

Uplift Thanks
Our trip to Uplift ended up being very, very positive. Since 1993, I have probably only missed 2 or 3 summers at Uplift. From camper to intern to counselor to dorm guy to now leading my own group I have found that this camp is perfect for groups large and small. Having only been at my church for a month this marked our first big trip together as the youth group. I chose Uplift because I knew that everything would be taken care of before we arrived and that would allow me more time with my students. Andrew Baker, Brandon Tiddle, and the rest of the gang that puts Uplift together did an excellent job of creating and leading a memorable experience for my students. Thank you Uplift.

Uplift Class
When I first started attending Uplift as a camper the classes taught by the youth ministers where always the most random assortment of classes ever produced: No theme and sometimes very little thought (depending on the YM). When Andrew became the director though, the theme of the camp began to bleed over into the classes. This year they took it a step further and had a handful of youth ministers write the curriculum for every class. Basically, the classes would have continuity with the theme and all three sessions of camp. The theme this year was ER: Eternal Relationships and I was asked to teach the class titled Neurology. I was pretty excited when I received the curriculum because it called for me to perform brain surgery!!! Ok, not really but it had a drama skit where I would place the mind of Christ in a student and talk about how the mind of Christ differs from our way of thinking. I was told that everything I would need would be provided for me: Scrubs, set pieces, brains, instruments. However, when I arrived in my classroom only half of what was supposed to be there was actually there and half of that was messed up or unusable. My class at Uplift looked like it would quickly turn to disaster.

Praise be to God that He didn’t let that happen. In under an hour, I was able to scrap the old class and create a brand new one. While I was trying to figure out what to do, God gave me the answer to my predicament. Instead of teaching a class that was over the top and full of grey matter I decided to just be honest about my life and hang out with these kids and share a message of forgiveness and transformation. I spent the whole week telling students about how it seemed that I had everything together in High School. I was a leader, well liked, and on my way to college as a youth minister. However, I was a complete jerk to those around me because of my anger and selfishness. My relationships were breaking apart because of this sin.

Anger isn’t a very sexy sin. You don’t hear about it from the pulpit so you would think that it isn’t really that big of deal. But it is. God used my class this week to touch a couple of students and families. I felt humbled and inadequate every time a sponsor or student came to me afterward to thank me. Their stories of how anger was affecting them or a loved one drove home that fact that we need to talk a little more about these “second tier” sins. Youth ministers, before you write another class about sex, gossip, or alcohol think about addressing stress or anger or disrespect.

Will I Ever Eat a Fast Food Hamburger Again?
After reading the slaughterhouse chapter of Fast Food Nation I’m not so sure anymore. Darn you social conscience! This question didn’t arise because of the cattle, it has come because of the conditions in which human beings have to work in and around in these modern day death traps. I thought The Jungle took care of all that but I guess not. It is appalling the dangers and conditions in these slaughterhouses. I feel a personal boycott coming on.

Nike+iPod
This fat sack of crap is completely mesmerized by this new product. What is Nike+iPod? It’s a wireless sensor that you place in your shoe that communicates to your iPod nano in order to track your workout which you synch to your computer and share with a community of other users. It also will coach and motivate you as you run! Genius! Synergy! Genisergy!

From iLounge:

During CNBC’s “On The Money” this evening, sports reporter Darren Rovell provided the first look at the new Nike+iPod Sports Kit, saying he was “very impressed with it” and that it “could change the running world.” Following a first-hand test of the kit, Rovell proclaimed that it could “kill treadmills and membership at gyms” and “really change the way people run and how people think about running.” According to Rovell, the iPod nano was chosen for Nike+iPod support because the majority of nano owners use it to work out, with Apple’s Greg Joswiak noting that the nano is the most popular iPod model. A Nike exec added that the kit will work with 4 million shoes by the end of the year. Also during the CNBC segment, it was revealed that Apple and Nike plan to spend “no money” on advertising the kit and will “rely solely on buzz.” Besides launches at Nike and Apple Stores tomorrow, the only additional marketing planned for the device is its use by Tour de France winner Lance Armstrong in his preparation for the upcoming New York City Marathon.

iTunes has already added coaching/music mixes on their site to use with this new system. I am intrigued.

Nike+iPod Update

Mussolini Must Need a Sweater
I cried during an Adam Sandler movie. Click has been my favorite movie this summer. As great as mutants, pirates, cars, and men in blue tights are they are no match for the reminder that family, relationships, and the small stuff are the true essence of living.

Whew, I think I’m caught up on my posting now. Have a great day everyone!

The McChurching of America

I started reading Eric Schlosser’s Fast Food Nation this week. The book is a fascinating look at the corporatization of America and a stark survey of an industry that not only shapes our waistlines but our culture as well.

While I want to wait to write a full reveiw after I finish the book, the following passage really spoke to me about my “profession” and the state of American ministry in 2006.

Almost every facet of American life has now been franchised or chained. The key to a successful franchise, according to many texts on the subject, can be expressed in one word: “uniformity.” Franchises and chain stores strive to offer exactly the same product or service at numerous locations. Custormers are drawn to familiar brands by an instinct to avoid the unknown. A brand offers a feeling of reassurance when its products are always and everywhere the same. “We have found out… that we cannot trust people who are nonconformists,” declared Ray koc, one of the founder’s of McDonald’s, angered by some of his franchisees. “We will make conformists out of them in a hurry… The organization cannot trust the individual; the individual must trust the organization.” (5)

In the margin of the page I scribbled the word “McChurch.” I want to take this scribble in two directions.

1) While we should all seek to have and teach uniformity concerning the message of Jesus Christ too often we seek uniformity on the meduim only. For churches, the medium includes buildings, events, ministries, and budgets. Many churches are always seeking to look, act, walk, talk, eat, and sleep like their next door neighbors or their mega-church heroes. Instead of seeking God’s direction on their true, God-given idenity churches are more concerned with making their own name on the back of other successful churches by mimicing their success. Recently I spoke with a guy who has been in ministry for nearly two decades. He and a few key leaders had visited a well respected church on the east coast to observe how they minister to their people. Some in his leadership were very excited about the weekly prayer meetings that go on for hours at a time. The leadership was eager to return home so that they could begin this same type of ministry event at their home congregation. My friend, speaking with much wisdom and discernment, asked his group to slow down. He reminded them that the lead minister and this church felt that they were led to begin these prayer meetings by God. The prayer meeting wasn’t just a cool idea or a great way to get the people of the congregation to pray together. No, this was a directive from God to these people. God had led them to begin this minisrty. My friend encouraged his leadership to first seek out what God was leading their church to do. God would bless that before he would some cool idea. Churches that seek to replicate something that was successful at another church before seeking God’s guidence need to be reminded of Numbers 9:15-23. Here’s the gist:

At the LORD’s command the Israelites set out, and at his command they encamped. As long as the cloud stayed over the tabernacle, they remained in camp. When the cloud remained over the tabernacle a long time, the Israelites obeyed the LORD’s order and did not set out. Sometimes the cloud was over the tabernacle only a few days; at the LORD’s command they would encamp, and then at his command they would set out. Sometimes the cloud stayed only from evening till morning, and when it lifted in the morning, they set out. Whether by day or by night, whenever the cloud lifted, they set out. Whether the cloud stayed over the tabernacle for two days or a month or a year, the Israelites would remain in camp and not set out; but when it lifted, they would set out.

Let the Lord lead at his speed and at his directive. Simple as that.

2) While I am intrigued and even a little excited about the newest form a church planting known as satellite churches, I am worried about the “franchising” aspect that could come about with creating a number of different campuses. Truthfully, tradition church plants can also fall into the “franchising pit” and I have seen my fair share of cookie-cutter churches who look, talk, and act like their mother churches. However, by no fault of the mother church leaders trying this new model and the satellite church leaders, the consumer mentality of many in the church today could take hold of these churches while in their infancy stage and never let go. If this happens, the satellite campus might never be able to grow and thrive on its own if the leadership doesn’t have an adequate plan.

The mother church might begin to act like Kroc and be wary of allowing the satelite campus to think outside the box to meet their members needs in way that differes from the original. Ministers at both locations could begin to burn out very quickly if struggles like this begin to define and dictate their leadership meetings.

The satellite churches could fall into complacency, always believing that the mother church will take care of them. Another problem could aise when those attending the satellite church merely consumer the worship and leadership and never feel the need to get off the pew and take the reigns. The ministers leading at the campus could feel like the junior members or second-teir ministers (Questions like, “When are you ging to pastor your own church?” are already to prevelant). These are just a few issues that could arise.

Again, I am intrugued and excited about the satellite church movement. I believe that there is a great potential for multiple campuses in our fast paced world and hopefully this movement can help bring the Gospel into our larger, more urban cities in a way that is meaningful and life changing.

Let’s just avoid the pitfalls of franchising by avoiding the franchise/franchisee mentlity in the body of Christ.

Cut To The Heart

Adam Ellis over at Adventures In Following Jesus had this to say about leadership today:

I am discovering that there is a fine line between being “a prophet” and self-appointed, useless living pseudo-martyr. I believe that being prophetic is a calling from God. I also believe that it is easy to lose your vision when circumstances aren’t exactly what you think they should be. When that happens, you can become consumed with frustration and self-pity. In this condition, and in the absence of vision, you lose the ability to influence. The tricky part is that a realization that “things aren’t as they should be” is necessary for one to be prophetic. Another component is an actual vision of how it could be…how it should be. However, these two things are simply not enough. As Andy Stanley points out, this simply makes you a dreamer, and dreamers can become increasingly despondent as they recognize the disparity between the “real world” and their dream. The prophets…the visionary leaders are the ones who are willing to pour their lives and resources into partnering with God into making that dream a reality. Without that momentum and focus, you become a despondent dreamer. Prophetic, Visionary leaders believe in the dream enough to put their lives behind it. People follow passion, not hopeless complaining. Lately I’ve caught myself trying to slip into the martyr role. God has used many people and Andy Stanley’s leadership books (I continue to be astounded at the wisdom in Stanley’s stuff. I know I may lose emergent cool points over that, but it remains true.), to show me that I was headed down that path and point me back to the path I need to be walking. Join the revolution.

I don’t know what prompted Adam to write this but I find great comfort and inspiration in his words. I am a huge Andy Stanely fan and I recently finished his latest book, It Came From Within. Truly fantastic. Thanks for your words Adam.

God’s Time

The second part of my triste on Starbucks and the Church is coming. Until then enjoy this little story.

When I was in third grade my favorite thing to do was ride my bike all over my school. The private school that I attended was built on an old college campus so there were ample sidewalks and hills for me to peddle up and down, over and around. Since my father worked at the school my sister and I had to stay on campus nearly everyday until he finished coaching. On days where the elementary dismissed early we would beg our dad to take our bikes up to school so we could have some fun while we waited on him. After class we would walk across campus to the high school parking lot, climb into the back of his truck, and grab our bikes. Often the first place I would head toward was the ECLC.

The Early Childhood Learning Center was built on the top of a good hill. A long, straight sidewalk jutted out of the back of the building down the hill. The sidewalk conected to the major walkway of the campus but if you kept going straight ahead you could fly down another small hill, streak across a small little field where we would play during recess, and barrel down yet another hill. It. was. AWESOME!

On this particular day I was ready to break a record. For my birthday I had recieved a new bike. This new bike was grey and had a great big red TURBO button. As you peddled you could hit this button and shoot into turbo mode. I was bound and determined that I was going to catch some righteous air that day. Nothing was going to get in my way.

I took off down the sidewalk. About halfway down I hit that red button. Turbo mode baby! Nothing was going to stop me. Not even my friend Curt who was standing at the bottom of the hill in the middle of the sidewalk.

To this day, Curt believes that I maliciously hit him on purpose. When he tells this story he likens me to the Witch as she hunted down poor, little Dorothy. Duh-dut-da-dut-da-duh-da-dat, Duh-dut-da-dut-da-duh-da-dat, Duh-dut-da-dut-da-duh-da-dat.

I swear. I didn’t see him and I couldn’t stop.

Curt ended up riding the front wheel of my bike down the remainder of the sidewalk, down the hill, across the field and down the other hill. It was a ride he will never forget. It was an event I will never forget.

To often in this life, we have our own ideas and agendas and we couldn’t care less about whether or not anyone around us gets hurt. Our wants and desires out weigh our concern for others. We want something, we want it now, and we are going for it.

Whenever I am reminded of this story I am reminded about our attitudes. Paul tells the Ephesians that their attitudes should mirror the attitude of Jesus Christ.

If you’ve gotten anything at all out of following Christ, if his love has made any difference in your life, if being in a community of the Spirit means anything to you, if you have a heart, if you care– then do me a favor: Agree with each other, love each other, be deep-spirited friends. Don’t push your way to the front; don’t sweet-talk your way to the top. Put yourself aside, and help others get ahead. Don’t be obsessed with getting your own advantage. Forget yourselves long enough to lend a helping hand.
Think of yourselves the way Christ Jesus thought of himself. He had equal status with God but didn’t think so much of himself that he had to cling to the advantages of that status no matter what. Not at all. When the time came, he set aside the privileges of deity and took on the status of a slave, became human! Having become human, he stayed human. It was an incredibly humbling process. He didn’t claim special privileges. Instead, he lived a selfless, obedient life and then died a selfless, obedient death–and the worst kind of death at that: a crucifixion.

Because of that obedience, God lifted him high and honored him far beyond anyone or anything, ever, so that all created beings in heaven and on earth–even those long ago dead and buried–will bow in worship before this Jesus Christ, and call out in praise that he is the Master of all, to the glorious honor of God the Father.

God cannot be honored when we are running each other to get what we want. Let’s slow down, look both ways, and begin to trust that God doesn’t need our help to get us where we need to be.

And I Will Sing, Sing a New Song

As a minister, one of the single most rewarding things about your calling is visiting people in the hospital or comforting them as they go through a season of illness or pain. When you stand with a family and pray with them in the middle of a hospital room or in the waiting area you have a tangible idea that you are making a difference in their lives. You are truly helping them and walking with them through a difficult valley. You are helping to point them toward the Son. You are serving them a cup of cold water. I am honored everytime I get to serve people in this way.

That is why last fall when one of my students was extremely sick, in and out of the hospital, I found it deeply disturbing that I could not get out of bed to visit him and his family.

I found myself lying in the dark all alone night after night after night. I was averaging 12 and 14 hour nights and struggeling to get up the next morning. I finally had to admit something to myself:

I was profoundly depressed.

My wife told me that she felt that the depression had begun a few years back while working security. I had been one of the first on the scene to help a young man who had tried to commit suicide. I had trouble sleeping after that and the late nights turned into insomnia which turned into who knows what. I still don’t know the direct cause of my depression. All I know is that the aches and pains, physically and emotionally, were tearing me apart.

As soon as I admited that I really could be depressed, I began to awake from this walking coma that I had been in. It was a struggle but with the help of my loving wife, supportive friends and my Lord and my God, I have come along way since last fall.

My depression affected everything around me. Now that this season has passed, I am thankful for that time. I don’t ever want to feel that way again but I now know what to look for and how to help others who may be struggling as well.

Praise be to the Father of all good things!

I waited patiently for the Lord
He inclined and heard my cry
He brought me up out of the pit
Out of the miry clay

I will sing, sing a new song
I will sing, sing a new song

How long to sing this song
How long to sing this song
How long, how long, how long
How long to sing this song

He set my feet upon a rock
And made my footsteps firm
Many will see
Many will see and hear

I will sing, sing a new song
I will sing, sing a new song
I will sing, sing a new song
I will sing, sing a new song

How long to sing this song
How long to sing this song
How long, how long, how long
How long to sing this song

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Spacejunk Comin’ in for the Splash

Have you ever wondered what the iPod would be like if Microsoft created it? Well wonder no more.

All joking aside, this video made me think about how we package Christianity for the world. We have been given the greatest Message in the cosmos. It needs no dressing up; no additives. Yet we attach all of our theological mumbo-jumbo (read: our own agendas) all over it so that it crowds out the original simplicity and beauty and takes away from the powerful impact that the Message originally had. We had good intentions(?). We wanted people to be informed and to completely understand but what we create sometimes only takes away. What we create sometimes looks like everything else out there. The uniqueness of the Message is lost. Let’s get over ourselves and get into what God is all about. I’m tired of “Lookin’ for baby Jesus under the trash.”

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