My friend Robin pointed me to another friend’s blog recently. Chris Yambar is an absolute riot to hang around, and always keeps you laughing, but he is also one of those guys that challenges and convicts you just by being who he is. I definitely think it’s worth your time to take a few minutes to read his latest blog post.
This morning my boys were running and jumping and diving into every little bit of snow they could find. They let their imaginations run wild and alternated between being astronauts in space, and their favorite Star Wars characters. They had an amazing time and never once did they worry about what the neighbors were thinking about them. I think Jesus was a lot like that as well.
I’m not sure if this is okay to say or not, but I really don’t like watching American Idol. I don’t mind watching the last few episodes of the season, you know the part where everyone left can actually sing on key, but I can’t stand watching the auditions at the beginning of the season. I know that a lot of people enjoy watching the tone deaf people doing their best impersonation of a alley cat in heat trying desperately to impress the judges, but it just hurts my ears too much.
Having a relationship with a God like this requires that I am willing and prepared to move, serve, minister, care, comfort, challenge, and reconcile with him as he is going about these things himself. My relationship with this Jesus is not static, rather it is a wild, dynamic, flowing experience of the action and activity of God himself.
One of the messages the church in general seems to communicate clearly is that we should never doubt our faith, or especially God. Being honest with your pastor about the doubts you’re having often makes the as squeamish as a parent who’s toddler just asked them where babies come from. Often you end up getting pat answers about trusting God, and the need for faith. The problem is the answers don’t really deal with the doubt, and they certainly don’t make us feel any better, so what do we do?
The other day, I realized something about my own particular Christology (that’s the fancy word for the stuff I believe about Jesus). I think Jesus laughed when people farted. It’s funny! Even grown-up, mature business men will laugh when someone farts in the men’s washroom. I think Jesus laughed at farts.
Okay, so that’s probably not entirely true, but I think there’s something to it. I mean, have you ever had a friend that was so close that you didn’t even have to talk when you were together? I remember this one time with my best friend in high school, where we just spent the night driving around together without really saying much of anything and it was a great night.
The dictionary says that being cynical is defined as being “bitterly or sneeringly distrustful, contemptuous, or pessimistic.” I used to think that there wasn’t really anything that wrong with being cynical, in fact I almost felt as if it was a good thing. I saw myself as being a realist; someone who objectively analyses the world around them. After thinking about what my friend had to say, I think I’m getting a little cynical about being cynical. I’m starting to get distrustful and pessimistic about the benefits of cynicism. I think it’s time for a change.
This past week was a tough week. It’s not that I was drowning in the depths of depression, or anything like that, it was just a low week. They happen every now and then, and you just need to wait them out, kind of like the flu, without the weight-loss. What bothers me about these times is how hard it is for me to see God and to know that he is present. Well, maybe “know” is the wrong word. That’s the problem with the dark times, it’s not what we know that’s in question, it’s more a question of what we feel.
Jesus said once, “”Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”" (Matthew 11:28 MSG) The real question isn’t whether or not Jesus is capable of making good on that promise, it’s do we trust him enough to follow him there even if we don’t know what the final destination is?