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Tuesday, January 03, 2012

My mantra for 2012

This is my 1st post from my iPhone. I don't know if being able to blog on my phone will encourage me to write more or not, but it's worth a shot.

This saying from Orson Welles has been ringing in my ears since I first read it. I will look at this daily in 2012 as I work hard to follow God's leading of my life.

I'm still working on my "one word" for 2012. I have a short list, but there isn't one jumping to the top just yet.

Stay tuned.

Monday, January 02, 2012

GaryMo Monday - How God Continues To Save Me


DAILY.

God saves me daily.

Every day I wake up, I have to remind myself that I am a new creation in Christ (2 Corinthians 5:17). 

Every...

single...

day.

I have to remind myself and let myself become that new creation because almost every day that old me creeps into something. A moment in the car when someone cuts me off. A moment at work when I let pride get the best of me. A moment at home when I let anger take control.

Some days there's more than others. Some days there's almost none.

But no day is ever pErfEcT.

I fail.

A lot.

Take this post, for example. when you get to the end, you'll see a tag-line that says "This is the 8th of 20 posts that I'm calling GaryMo Mondays." I started a project last year...and didn't finish it. Didn't even come close.

I failed.

It's a new year. I could let it go. Start fresh.

But I'm not going to. I'm going to keep plugging on these 20 topics until I finish the list.

I'm a new creation in Christ and He's not finished with me yet. Every day is an opportunity to keep moving towards the person He wants me to be. The person He's called me to be.

Thank you, God, for continuing to save me. For not giving up on me even when I want to give up on myself. Help me to follow Your calling for my life and to be the person You designed me to be.

Amen.




This is the 8th of 20 posts that I'm calling GaryMo Mondays.
For more background on this series, read this post.

Monday, August 08, 2011

Visual Silence...ISN'T

I spent the week before last at the Echo Conference in Dallas, TX and had the opportunity to hang out with some of the Visual Worship tribe. There's a term that gets used frequently in this community that's bothered me ever since the first time I heard it.

It's VISUAL SILENCE.

Visual Silence is described as a time during our worship services where we take a "visual break" by scaling back the lighting and visual media that we use.
A dark room.
Black screens.
A moment of "silence" visually.

The problem I have with this term is that I don't think there is such a thing as being "silent" visually.

At first when I started processing my struggle with the term, I told myself I was only approaching it from a semantics angle. But the more I thought about it (and prayed about it), I realized that I wasn't. I think that sometimes a dark room or a black screen says as much or more than any colored light or motion background we could use.

In other words, it speaks.

It's NOT silent.

An audio guy once said to me that there is nothing more important than audio because "you can still hear in a pitch black room." It's true. You can.

But, if you're anything like me, sounds conjure up visual images in your mind. Your imagination is NEVER silent. Even while you sleep.

A few weeks ago, I was in Arkansas and I visited the Mystic Caverns. It's a pair of beautiful caves in the northwest of the state. There were a couple of times during the tour when the guide asked "Do you want to see what 'cave dark' looks like?" and she turned off all the lights. It was so dark! Like no darkness I've ever experienced before. I literally couldn't see my hand in front of my face.

But in that darkness, I could hear, smell and feel the environment around me and all of those other senses immediately made images of the cave (or what might be lurking inside it) pop into my head. Definitely not visually silent. And the images in my head may or may not have been accurate.
But they were mine.
And they were there.
In that darkness.

I believe that even if we put the congregation in total darkness, we aren't being silent visually. We may be speaking VOLUMES. And while we may have an contextual reason behind stripping the color, blacking out the screens and bringing down the house lights, we have no idea what images our content may stir in the imaginations of the people we serve. Our worship tells a story and we have to be careful how we tell that story.

We also have to be careful of what I call the "Ta Da!" factor. When we take these visual breaks, it has to happen in an almost imperceptible manner. The last thing we want is for people to say "Oh, did you see what they did there? Black room...I get it."
It should be experienced, but not noticed.

Now don't get me wrong. I think there are very good reasons to use less color, less motion and less light. But,  it has to be done subtly and intentionally in context of the story we're telling. We can't just throw the switch because it's cool and we can't make drastic changes from our normal practices and slam the congregation in the face.

I get really nervous when I hear churches say they are going to shut everything down for a season, but they don't really have a reason for doing it other than to change things up. That's okay on a given week if it fits (we've had week's at The Crossing where we've used very little technology and gone completely acoustic and raw for a service, but again...it's very intentional and fits with that particular weeks message), but it's not okay to do it just for the sake of doing it.

So, what am I saying in all of this?

I'm saying that the concept of VISUAL SILENCE is a good one when used with purpose and in context.
I'm saying that it can be very powerful in the telling of the story of the gospel.
I'm saying that we have to be careful how we employ it in our services.

But, mainly I'm saying that it needs to be called something different because it's NOT silent.

It speaks.
LOUDLY.

What should we call it?

There's a two word phrase that shows up in scripture several times.

BE STILL.

My take is that we are being visually still when we take these breaks.
Strip the color.
Blackout the screens.
Turn down the house lights.

Be still...

VISUAL STILLNESS.





Much thanks to Eric McClerren (@ericmcclerren)
for discussing this topic with me
and leading me to listen to the stillness.
You can check him out at storybooktheology.com.


Wednesday, July 06, 2011

Forsaken?

So, I fell of the wagon again. It's been almost 3 months since I've blogged. No excuses. Just haven't dedicated myself to writing, but I'm writing now to answer some questions I've received on Twitter and Facebook about a tweet I shot off this afternoon which read:

"Well, that was a discouraging phone call."

A couple of weeks ago, I received a phone call from our landlord informing me that he was thinking about putting the house we rent up for sale. He's apparently very property rich and cash poor right now and the economy has caught up with him (Join the club!) and his accountant is suggesting that he liquidate his rental properties. I told him we really wanted to stay and we discussed some possible solutions. He was open to possibilities and said he'd get back to me.

I prayed.

It was one of those prayers that you pray one time. I gave the situation over to God and I was at peace.

I sent up a prayer request to the prayer warriors at The Crossing. That's something I rarely do...ask others to pray for things in my life. I always feel like there are other people that need prayer more than me, but this time I figured it couldn't hurt. My prayer and the prayer I asked for was for my little girl to not have to change schools. She loves her school. She loves her friends. I didn't want to force change on her life...again.

Last night I got another call from our landlord. He's selling the house. We have to move...again.

I prayed.

Again, I gave it over to God and felt that same feeling of peace.

I got online to start looking for houses for rent. I went to Craig's List and right away found 4 houses in my daughter's elementary school boundaries. They were all in our budget range and I felt very encouraged. One of them was really appealing and I admit I started getting my hopes up.

I called the property management company this afternoon and was immediately shot down. The credit score requirement disqualifies us and the gentleman I talked to said that the rental market has changed quite a bit recently and indicated that, in his opinion, we'd have a very difficult time qualifying for anything in this market.

That was the discouraging phone call.

Now admittedly, it's just one phone call. It's just one attempt. We didn't get into our current home with just one call. But, nevertheless, I am discouraged. I'm starting to feel afraid.

I'm feeling like God isn't listening.

It was a simple prayer and it wasn't for me. It was for a little six year old girl. It was a prayer that her life not be turned upside-down. That she have a sense of stability in her life. That she not have to sacrifice.

I know that God hasn't said "No!" to my prayer yet, but tell that to a little girl.

A little girl who has to give up her "Tinkerbell" room. The one she waited patiently for for almost a year before her daddy painted it the right colors. A little girl who is afraid of what first grade is going to be like and if her friends will be in her class. A little girl who is facing the possibility of giving up her kitty cats because the next house we move to might not allow them to come with her. A little girl who named our house "Allison."

It breaks my heart.

And all I keep asking is "Why, God?" 

I believe He has us right where He wants us and so I just can't believe that this is happening. Are we being forsaken or is He going to come through right at the right time? When is the right time? Tomorrow? Next week? Next month? I don't know how much time we have here.

I'm afraid...and I don't want to be.

So, I'll pray.

But this time I'll pray for myself. I'll pray that He help me to trust in Him. That He return that feeling of peace I get when I know that He's got us in His hands. That I not be afraid.

And I ask that you pray too.

Monday, April 11, 2011

GaryMo Monday - How I Handle Negative People

How do I handle negative people? The short answer is...not well.

The truth about me is that deep down...really deep down...I am a negative person. I don't think most people would say that about me, but I believe that those closest to me would say that I can definitely be negative at times. A grouch.


I hate that about me.

I've worked really hard to change that...to be more positive. To look on the bright side. To take pleasure in the little things. To not sweat the small stuff.

And to remember to turn things over to God because as Paul says in Philippians 4:7, "the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."

I know that peace. I've felt that peace.


It's glorious.

Our pastor at The Crossing has been doing a series on Philippians since January. Last weekend his message hit me right between the eyes. It was about anxiety...worry. One of my biggest weaknesses. I sometimes worry to the point of paralysis. I let myself get so overwhelmed with anxiety that I don't know what to do next.

So...I often do nothing.


Except worry.

Paul tells us that we should not be anxious...we should pray...giving thanks to God and turn over our requests to Him. I realized last weekend that I haven't been doing that. Sure, I've been praying, but not the real, raw, from-the-gut prayers where I tell God what's really weighing on me...what I need help with.

Those are the prayers that bring wisdom, discernment, comfort...peace.

When I'm in that place of peace with God, I'm not negative...I'm not worried. I know God's got my back. I know He'll lead me and use me.

When I'm in that place, I handle negative people well. I don't let them pull me down into the hole...I instead lift them up out of it. I'm a light in a dark place.

Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Philippians 4:8
Paul's reminding us to be positive...to think excellent thoughts. To find joy in every situation...'cause it's there. Always.

Our attitude is a choice that we make. We can choose to see the crap in the world and let it pull us down or we can choose to see the glory of God in everything and allow Him to raise us up above the crap.

Which will you choose today? I'm going to choose to pray hard, think excellent thoughts and let the peace of God guard my heart and mind.


I hope you do too.



This is the 7th of 20 posts that I'm calling GaryMo Mondays.
For more background on this series, read this post.