April 23, 2008

impressions...verbal photo album

Tic, tic, tic...could be my cat licking a plastic bag. She loves to lick plastic bags. We think she's a closet druggie.  The sticky tabs on envelopes are a favorite with her too.  But I stretch and finally get up on this cold, rainy day that is the very epitome of dank, and see the rain dripping in through the open fortechka and between the double windows.  Ick.

Out to the balcony to hang up the laundry still wet from last night.  The dripping is louder there.  Another, larger fortechka propped open all night means wet windowsill and floor and who-knows-what inside the bench-cupboard.  Foo. 

I'm SO glad I don't live somewhere where they have a rainy season!

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Slender white trunks with vibrant leafy spray form an elegant veil wrapped around dark evergreens.   For miles and miles, the layers of living green are fed by a wet Spring day.   

I sit in a rumbling metal box. Stale, human smells remind me I'm not in the forest.  As does the plasma screen overhead, flashing the latest weird sci-fi scenes, complete with loud, murmuring Russian synchronization.

A withered little grandma moves up to the front next to me.  Keeps bumping around too much in the back, she says, and I understand.    A tiny village begins to pass on our left and grandma comments on the simple little houses and blooming white of cherry trees.   Can't get used to Kiev, she says.  Lived in the village all my life.

We long to be out of the rumbling metal box and somewhere far in the forest, among the pillars of pine and birch.   Or in a hata, tending a little garden, cheered by cherry blossoms.

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Out of the tunnel, up from the hole where thousands mill and press, around the corner and ...

Glorious white accompianed by magenta hands folded in prayer.  Smug yellow grabs your eye, tucked in against the stately light pillars of the station.   And the warm blessing of sunshine.  You can breathe now.   Take it in deeply.   Even the background noise of the city doesn't take away the pure pleasure of this garden.

Women in long coats and stilleto heels stroll along the alleys.  Girls in heels climb even the dirt shortcuts, giggling as they try not to slip.  Vivaldi's bright notes stream from a student's mobile.   

It's the best place to get a picture of yourself wearing Mother Nature's spring line.  And even men are taking pictures with their phones.  Even women are taking pictures without themselves in the frame.  There are no greater words of praise for a sight in Ukraine!

Metropolitan man begins to breathe again in wonder at the simplicity of a tree in blossom.   No oligarch, no architect, has bought or built anything better in this city.

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October 18, 2007

Worship in Any Church

I just wrote an entry this week (on Monday I think) about Worship in the Simple Church.  Today I'm thinking about worship in general and wanted to write down a few more thoughts.  These are things that come to mind as I prepare for a service, or visit a church, and I rarely take them out and examine them - let alone in front of others.

A few years ago, okay maybe 10 or more because it was while studying at RWC as an undergrad, I went to one of the Mr. Dr. Berry's lectures related to Church music, it's history, etc.   I can still see in my mind's eye the pictures of the shape of church buildings as they changed.  From the upper room, homes, and temple courts used by the early Church, to the basilica/cathedral style used to this day by most of the Catholic Church, to the preacher-audience set-up (or now worship team/drama team/dance crew/preacher-audience) that set the standard for Protestant/Evangelical churches to this day...

One major difference that stuck in my head was the difference between the typical Catholic church building and the typical Protestant church building.  At the center of the Catholic church is the table and the priest -- and the building itself is a physical representation of the Body of Christ - with the table right at the heart.  Arms go out from the sides and the body extends from head to foot (where the exits are, I guess).  If I understand correctly, the Eucharist is the center of Catholic worship, and so it is represented fully in the physical set-up of the church building.

The Reformation brought an emphasis on the written Word of God and it's power to release people from what was seen as a works-based theology to a theology of grace--'salvation by faith through grace.'   The preaching office of the Church became primary, since it was through preaching that people were brought to repentance and an understanding of the gospel message.  This emphasis continued throughout the revival movements in America -- and the tent meetings where music was the 'pre-game show' to draw in the crowd and warm them up to hear the 'main event' -- the revival message.  (Reminds me of most of our family camp services to this day!)

I'll go on one more step in this hack-job of Christian worship history  :) 

It seems the charismatic movement, or the praise & worship movement some might call it, brought us to another step that changed our buildings (in the Evangelical churches) once again.  We need a bigger platform (or even, gasp!, 'stage') to fit the drum set that we finally got our congregation to agree to (after a few families left).   We can't put on our Christmas play unless there's more room and a decent back stage. 

There's at least two little 'movements' that affected these kinds of changes - and I mean the changes in physical structure (larger platforms and arrangement of seats so that people are closer, can see better, or so that the acoustics work better for concerts and plays).  One, perhaps the strongest, is the 'attractional church' movement (it's not really a movement, but I'm running out of vocabulary).  What I mean is something many writers have talked about in the last several years--an attractional church is one whose primary outreach strategy is to make the church, its people, its programs and its worship services as attractive as possible so that people will want to come.  It's the 'come to us' posture of evangelism.   The other 'movement' is the more charismatic or pentacostal element that affected the kinds of music we use today in most churches.  These are simpler, more intimate songs of praise and adoration which flowed out of churches where people believe that God speaks today through individuals who are prophetically gifted, who may sing and pray in the Spirit, and who write songs that are expressions of that kind of gift and/or invite others to sing creatively, in the moment, a personal song of praise to God.   How many of our churches which sing these songs actually use them in this way?  Hmm...

And if we don't, or if a church has a theology that runs counter to the idea of 'singing in the Spirit' -- should we wonder at all that some have a preference for hymns?  :)

So, back to buildings, I wanted to share a paragraph from James F. White's An Introduction to Christian Worship

    "The relationships between architecture and what Christians do when they worship are complex.  Church architecture not only reflects the ways Christians worship but it also shapes worship or, not uncommonly, misshapes it.  Architecture reflects Christian worship by providing the setting and shelter needed by a community to carry out its worship together.  This is perhaps obvious--not even a football crowd will sit still in below-zero weather.  Bu, at the same time that architecture is accommodating worship, it is also, in a subtle and inconspicious way, shaping that same worship.  In the first place, the building helps define the meaning of worship for those gathered inside it.  Try to preach against triumphalism in a baroque church!  Try to teach the priesthood of all believers with a deep Gothic chancel never occupied by any but ordained clergy!  Second, the building dictates the possibilities open to us in our forms and styles of worship.  We may want good congregational song, but do the acoustics swallow up each sound so that all seem mute?  Or do we have to give up any hope of movement by the congregation because everyone is neatly filed away in pews?  We soon realize that architecture presents both opportuniites and limitations, some possibilities opened and others closed.  We could worship with difficulty without buildings; often we worship with difficulty because of them."

[For most of my readers who probably have less experience in the Eastern Orthodox Church than in the Catholic Church whose buildings were described earlier--the Orthodox Church in Ukraine never uses pews or seats of any kind except for a bench or two along the side for people with extreme cases of sickness or fatigue.   Talk about allowing for movement!]   

So, something to think about...What do our worship spaces say about our beliefs?  What are we putting first in our gatherings?  What are we allowing and what are we limiting?

I was talking about simple/organic church last time - which is usually something done in the home - what does a home gathering allow and what does it limit?

April 24, 2007

happy to be in neutral?

I am in the process of preparing for home assignment and trying to gather thoughts and pictures for a presentation.  Today I looked through three years of ‘Allmanacs’ (notice how missionary newsletters almost always involve a bad last name pun).

It’s kind of hard to go back over this territory. 

In three years, much has changed, much has stayed the same, and many plans have fallen by the wayside or were just plain unrealistic in the first place.

I try to be honest in my newsletters.  Obviously, lying would be bad.  But anytime you craft a message for consumption, you are choosing to share some things and choosing not to share other things.  You have a point.

At least, you try to have a point  J

As I read my own reports, it seems like my time in Kiev has been about ‘hanging in there.’  I want it to be more than that.   It would be nice to see something change (in a good way) and grow.

The Bible tells us something else about our communication – not only that we shouldn’t lie (though that’s pretty important) but that we should speak with grace, to build each other up . . .

So, what am I saying? Complaining can be real, authentic, and honest—but it’s not necessarily helpful.  A cry of the heart is honest and real and more often helpful.

My heart’s cry?  God keep me from being happy in neutral.  Let me be part of something that makes a difference in bringing people to Jesus.  And God, let my motivation be true, and not just come from a desire to be able to tell people that I’m doing something great.

April 20, 2007

"you've trained yourself to eat the worst and not appreciate the best"

Erwin McManus describes his first experience eating a good steak medium rare.

And the wonder of the Beauty of the Lord:

"How is it possible for God to step into human history and us not recognize Him?"

This unusual (at first) Easter message reminded me of the scene from C.S. Lewis' The Last Battle where the Dwarves make it into the paradise version of Narnia, but they still think they are in a dark, smelly barn.  All the beautiful fruit and food that others are enjoying, they taste as dirty carrots and hay.

It tells us that the way our souls see is very important.  "The message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing..." (I Cor. 1:18), "but to us who are being saved, it is the power of God."

See www.mosaic.org to get this sermon (or click here to subscribe to the Podcast through iTunes)

April 19, 2007

Light Streams Through

1walkway_back_of_metro_3 Morning light streams through the trees and cuts across the path at my feet.  I hold my camera ready as I scan all around, looking for the angles that might reflect this scene to you.  Far from an expert, I pretend, and enjoy the unusual early stroll.

Far away from me on the other side of the world students and parents in Virginia try to get a night's sleep after their life's worst horror.

1purplemag_2 Closer to me, but not so close to my mind, is the protest just a few large city blocks away, where red, blue, pink, orange -- a whole rainbow of flags -- wave in a completely different spirit than that of 2004.

It's Tuesday morning in Kiev, or it was when I took these pictures. It was when I got online and caught up on the news, which was itself catching up  after a day of tragedy.  There's nothing to say about that which hasn't been said already. It was just evil.

Still, on Tuesday morning, light streamed through . . .

July 26, 2006

I was sinking deep in sin . . .

A friend of mine likes to finish the line with "...having a wonderful time,"  reflecting the happy tune (that seems to not quite fit the first line) of the famous hymn "Love Lifted Me."  :)

To be in sin.  To be going to hell.  These are not really popular ideas--even among Christians, let alone those who don't claim to be believers.     I just read an interesting article related to missions - called "Lost Missions" on the Christianity Today website.

Main  idea:  people seem to forget that missionary work is, among other things, about saving souls from hell.  I'm a missionary, and sometimes I forget this - or at least I'd like to forget it - and sometimes I let myself!  It's a grim reality to face, the idea of real lostness: eternal lostness.

But I guess that's why real love of neighbor should result in sharing Jesus with the lost.   It's also why love of our neighbors in other cultures and countries--calls us to cross borders and overcome differences, learn languages and traditions, and make ourselves uncomfortable--to put ourselves in a position to hold out comfort and hope to others.

I want to be a real missionary when I grow up.  Wherever I am each day of the rest of my time here.

July 18, 2006

The right bank shows signs of promise

I live on the right bank of Kiev (which is really the left bank if you are looking at the map with North at the top, but I guess it's the right bank if you stand looking downriver at the Dnipro).

Here's a shot from my balcony window looking at the super-new building across the street.  Doublerainbow

This evening a gorgeous double rainbow was visible--the whole semi-circle arcing over and embracing our neighborhood. Rainbowoversvyatoshin

We've got the most fantastic sky here in the summer!

Couldn't help but thinking God was smiling or something.

March 19, 2006

What will they do...

"They will rebuild the ancient ruins

and restore the places long devastated;

they will renew the ruined cities that have been devastated for generations."

Isaiah 61:4

What will the saints do, the redeemed, when they are following in His steps?   They will walk through the world leaving a trail of re-creation in their path.

Not only do cities lie in ruins for generations, sometimes families do. 

God can work restoration in even the most broken places.

"For as the soil makes the sprout come up and a garden causes seeds to grow,

so the Sovereign LORD will make righteousness and praise spring up before all nations."

March 04, 2006

a well-watered garden

Isaiah 58:11

  "The LORD will guide you always;

          he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land

          and will strengthen your frame.

    You will be like a well-watered garden,

          like a spring whose waters never fail."

On my first attempt at a blog (which now no longer exists) I named it "a well-watered garden."  I've now changed to something a little more practical so that my newsletter subscribers can find me  :)    But this verse just struck me recently.   Gives me another beautiful image for what the believer can and should be.  An oasis in the spiritual desert.

Oh, Lord, water me.

I think if gardens had free will, they'd probably be in even worse shape than when they are in my care  :)