Wednesday, January 19, 2022

A New Blog and Podcast

I began this blog back in the late summer of 2010.  My family had just moved to Dublin, Ireland, and so I created "Near St. Anne's and the Sea" as a way to journal some of our experiences on the Emerald Isle.  It was not a day-to-day journal, nor was it a "missions report".  It was just a way to capture some of my observations and experiences in Dublin's fair city.  I continued the blog when I returned to the States, but I must confess that I have been negligent and inconsistent in its writing.  This is the 199th blog and my plan is to write one last blog after this one.  Ending it on number 200 seems right.  The blog will remain up, but I will not add any other posts.  It will serve as a snapshot of the last 11 & 1/2 years - an incomplete and at times blurry snapshot.  

As me and my family begin a new chapter in our lives, I plan to continue to document my observations and occasionally, some of my experiences.  In addition to this, I am going to start a podcast.  The podcast will be focused on "obscure and difficult" Biblical texts.  Each podcast will be between 5 and 15 minutes.  It obviously will not be the definitive exposition on these texts, and at times, I may simply wander around in circles.  What this podcast will not be is a way to try to "harmonize" these difficult passages with any systematic theology, nor will it be an attempt to fit square pegs into round holes.  I hope to raise just as many questions, as I provide answers.  And of course, my answers will always be inadequate at best.  I hope to engage the best of Biblical scholarship from time to time and I may even invite a theologian or two to contribute their two cents.  But at the end of the day, I will simply put forth my opinion, or at least my best guess at this stage of my journey.  As always, I am open to amend my thoughts and change my mind as further information comes to light or further reflection alters my perception.

By way of confession, I admit at the outset that I cannot read a lick of Hebrew and I struggled with Biblical Greek.  But for the past twenty years, I have immersed myself in the Biblical text and I have read a wide variety of scholars and theologians.  What I lack in technical scholarship, I try to make up with grit, passion, and workarounds.  Some people know just enough Greek to be dangerous - thankfully I don't even know that much.  And I know I don't know that much.

So, watch this space for links to the new blog and the new podcast.  Thanks for reading and please consider lending me your ear. - Shay          

Saturday, January 15, 2022

Why I Stepped Away from Ministry

 For the better part of two decades, I have been a minister.  I did youth ministry for seven years, foreign church planting for five, associate ministry for four, and for the past two and a half years, I've been the lead preaching minister.  I have thoroughly enjoyed every position I've held in ministry.  Each one, has seemed to be the right fit at the right time, though not always necessarily the right place.  I have taught many people many things, but no doubt, I've learned far more than I've taught.  I, alongside my physical and church family have served in a variety of ways, but we too have been served by those in and outside of the church.  I do not regret ministering, though of course, I have my regrets.  If ministry has been so good and so fulfilling, why am I stepping away from full-time vocational ministry?  

For nearly twenty years, I have longed for those within my care and within my sphere of influence to not only embrace the truth of the gospel, but to live that truth out in authentic and meaningful ways in the nitty gritty of real life.  Many of my fellow journeymen and women have done so - many have done so in far greater ways than I could ever dream of for myself.  And yet, for many, I feel that faith has merely been an add-on to the rest of their lives.  It has not been "the thing".  Though I am disappointed in the lukewarm faith of so many, I have always had the nagging sense that it's easy for me, as a full-time church worker, to cast stones within my glass church house.  It's easy to criticize others when I haven't walked in their particular shoes.  How all-encompassing would my faith be if I was working two jobs, sixty or seventy hours per week, just to make ends meet?  I imagine that my faith would still remain strong, and I am fairly confident that it would still be the thing that defines me.  But that's just a theoretical discussion.  Unless I have the "skins on the wall" to prove it, it's merely a guess. 

Another frustration I have experienced is the overwhelming conservative nature of churches.  I don't mean conservative politically speaking, though that too is a real danger to the progress of the Kingdom of God.  Large (and even small) groups of people tend to make decisions painfully slowly and as a result, very often poorly.  There is wisdom in not always acting in haste, but I have found that church leaders tend to use this as an excuse to not do that which often needs to be done.  And when they finally get around to doing it, it's too late!  Also, groups of people tend to be risk averse.  To meaningfully engage God's work requires great risk and probably will result in far more moments of failure and dead ends than it will produce long-lasting fruit.  But it is through the failure and through the risk that genuine breakthroughs occur.  In my experience though, most people are too afraid, and equally, too prideful to just go for it!  

Fear is a powerful motivator that often holds both churches and individual believers captive.  Too many followers of Jesus are afraid to ask awkward and challenging questions that could put their faith on a fast-track of maturation and development.  Too often, we have threatened church leaders (and members) with disfellowship, excommunication, and job disqualification if they don't toe the party line (sometimes that is a political party line and sometimes it's the "fundamentalist, evangelical" party line).  As a result, many assume that evangelicals must be Biblical literalists, young earth creationists, science deniers, anti-vaxxers, climate change skeptics, conspiracy theory believers, and right-wing extremists.  None of these have to be, nor, in my opinion, should be true.  Can we not have moderate, grown-up conversations and opinions?  If we are to develop a mature faith, we will have to endure moments of spiritual vertigo.  Rather than avoiding the discomfort, we should embrace it and celebrate it, knowing that the "testing of (our) faith produces endurance" and when that endurance is takes effect, it will lead to a mature and complete faith (James 1:2-4).  I am tired of having to walk (and talk) on eggshells to avoid offending or challenging other's unexamined beliefs.   

But more than anything else, the reason I have stepped away from ministry is that in our modern world, I sense a lack of commitment to the church as both family and community.  Many people fill their time with all kinds of busyness - some good and necessary and some not good and unnecessary.  Church life often gets squeezed out.  But just as I've always made family a priority in my life, I have equally made church family a priority.  I have slowly, but surely, come to realize that many do not put as a high a value on their community of faith.  After years of trying to organize spiritual family reunions and projects, I am simply tired of trying to get the family together.  So, me and my family have made a commitment to not join our next church on the condition that they pay me to dispense various spiritual services, but rather to simply do for our next congregation what we have always hoped that others would do with and for their church family.  We just want to be "regular family members" and give, love, serve, and be active and vital parts of the family.  

Do I regret stepping away from ministry?  Absolutely not!  Because I haven't actually stepped away from ministry.  I am just stepping into a new kind of ministry.  I am as excited about this next chapter in my life as I have ever been before. - Shay   

Wednesday, January 5, 2022

Borders

I love geography and I've always been fascinated with borders.  Where does one region end, and another begin?  Why is this the place where a particular language and culture dominates, only to switch to another language and culture just a few miles (or even feet) away?  Some borders arise naturally, such as mountains and rivers, while other borders are much more arbitrary.  Have you noticed how many US States have unnatural borders (straight lines drawn on a map)?  But whether borders arise naturally or unnaturally, they serve as important geographic markers that not only divide people and places, but sometimes create whole new subcultures.  

I find border communities fascinating.  Sometimes a region is divided by, say a state line, that is essentially meaningless.  One such place is Kansas City.  Whether one lives on the Missouri or Kansas side of the state line, for all practical purposes, greater Kansas City is one metropolitan area sprawling over two states.   Both sides pull equally for the Chiefs and Royals (both of these teams are located on the Missouri side).  When someone from the Kansas side speaks of downtown, there can be little doubt that they are referring to downtown Kansas City, MO, and not Kansas City, KS.  Though Kansas license plates are more numerous on the Kansas side, no one thinks twice about seeing a Missouri plate cruising up and down the streets of Overland Park.  Though I have only been here for a week, I would guess that most people in Lenexa, KS have more in common with someone from Raytown, MO than they do with someone from Colby, KS.  And my hunch is that someone in Independence, MO might identify more with someone from Shawnee, KS than with someone from Poplar Bluff, MO.

And yet, the border between the two states is very much a reality.  It does divide the region, if only arbitrarily.  My guess is that the longer I live here, I'll notice a few subtle differences between the two regions of the metro area that might not be as obvious at first glance.  But all in all, the region seems far more united than divided, which is better than the alternative.  

Living in a border area is a good reminder that the differences between places and people need not separate us.  Differences can be healthily embraced and celebrated.  Far more powerful than lines on a map are the lines drawn on human hearts.  Over the past decade or two, many people within the US and around the world have allowed cultural, political, and even regional differences to drive a wedge between them and those they perceive to be the "enemy".  I wonder if these artificial distinctions are just as arbitrary as some of the straight lines drawn on maps.  Surely, as human beings, we have far more in common - far more that should unite us, than that which might divide us.  Are we possibly guilty of creating an artificial border between us and a neighbor or even family member?  What bridges might we build that might help to overcome those divisions?  It's worth thinking about. - Shay