Why Preachers Blab

Last week I wrote here that I hoped not to blab blab blab in my sermon last weekend. I don't think I blabbed, but I guess you would have to ask people who were the receivers of the message.
       This has got me thinking about WHY preachers go on and on. I have thought of a number of reasons:

1. Quietly, we think we hear from God more than others do and need to communicate His Word to the masses. I think it is delusional on the part of we preachers to believe this!
2. Some preachers are VERY, VERY good communicators and CAN go on and go on. They are engaging and entertaining so their listeners even enable them to blab;
3. Preachers some times ask the question, "What do I have to say" rather than "What do these people need to listen to and wrestle with." This can also causing blabbing on;
4. Unchecked EGO on the part of preachers. I suffer from this, so do many others. If you are a preacher and you are saying to yourself right now, "I do NOT have an unchecked ego," you have just proven my point;
5. Our congregations feed unchecked ego. People become fans of a pastor/preacher and the church becomes identified with the preacher. "I go to Mark's church," "I go to Jim's church." This messes with a pastor's soul.
6. Protestants have sometimes made an idol out of the preaching task. The sermon is the most important element in a worship service. That's definitely the case when you have a good communicator. I cannot find this "model" of worship as the norm in the Bible.

I do not mean disrespect for the role of preaching in a church. It is important; Paul's letter to Timothy tells us that elders who teach and preach deserve even more honor. And yet I am concerned that we have distorted the role of the preacher and are in danger of making  the message and messenger into an idol (something good that we twisted into something ultimate).

Be the Change

Check out 30 Days of Prayer for great resources on the Islamic world and praying for Muslims during Ramadan.

Remembering Muslims at Ramadan

Ramadan, the most important holiday in the Muslim calendar, begins on August 1st this year and goes for 30 days.
       This is a great opportunity to commit to several things over the month:
       1) Learn something new about Islam - read a book (I will give recommendations on the blog in the coming weeks), attend a seminar or workshop;
       2) Pray for Muslims every day. I will have Prayer Guides available from World Christian in the coming week. You can order through me. This is a great help in focusing every day;
       3) Go to a Mosque for Friday prayers once or twice during the month. It is a great learning experience. I will be in New York City on the first Friday of August (5th) and hope to go to a Mosque that day.
       I realize some may be wondering why I am even acknowledging a Muslim holiday, and whether it is right for a Christian to do so. Those are good questions and I would be happy to dialog about it. Email me at bnewman5280@gmail.com to talk further one-on-one.

Preachers Should Not Blab

I don't think "blab" is really a word, but it works for communicating when someone goes on and on and on talking. Blab blab blab.
       Preachers are notorious for blabbing. I have preached a lot of sermons and I am doing another one this coming weekend at my church here in Denver. I really do not want to blab. I want to communicate God's message with brevity, and want to help people encounter God in worship.
       The guy who taught me preaching at Fuller Seminary said that if you cannot communicate a message in 18 to 22 minutes then you are probably not prepared to give the message. GULP! Yikes.
       So I hope I don't BLAB this weekend at Lookout. For those of you who will be there Saturday night or Sunday morning, let me know if I blabbed (past tense of "to blab" of course).

Plague of Hail!

In the book of Exodus we are told that one of the plagues brought on the Egyptians was HAIL. God did this because they would not free the Israelites from slavery. I never really gave much thought to hail as a plague. I always thought some of the other plagues - blood and locusts to name two - were worse than hail.
       Today we had a hail storm in Lakewood - the seventh day in a row that we have had massive late afternoon rain and hail storms. This is what is looked like.

Definitions Matter!

Some of you know this short advert for Berlitz. It's hilarious.

This coming weekend I am preaching on a word - "shalom" in Hebrew. Often misunderstood or misinterpreted, especially by those of us religious types. This ad reminds me to laugh at myself!

Countdown to Ramadan - 3 Weeks From Today

The Islamic holy month of Ramadan begins three weeks from today on August 1st.
       This year I am going to use the holiday to focus on praying for and blessing Muslims, and encouraging other people to do so as well. One of the goals of The Isaac-Ishmael Initiative is to equip Christians about how to engage constructively with Jews and Muslims. Ramadan is a great opportunity for this.
       On the next two Mondays I will give more detail about how people can be involved and contribute to blessing Muslims during the next month. Check back on this blog next Monday for more details.

Derek Jeter and 3,000 Hits

I am a life-long New York Yankees baseball fan. I even liked them in the early 1970s when they did not win a championship for a decade.
       I certainly do not like everything the Yankees do or what they represent sometimes - huge payrolls, major egos, some prima dona players. Yankee pitcher Sparky Lyle called the Yankees "the Bronx Zoo" in the 1970s.
       So when Derek Jeter hit his 3,000th hit today (a home run no less), I thought about his career not as much for his accomplishments on the field but rather that he has gained the respect of fans and players alike. To quote a friend who is a Boston Red Sox fan, "Jeter is a class act." I agree.
       3,000 hits is an amazing feat - it takes endurance and the willingness to work on your hitting all the time. Jeter has done that, so my hat is off to him.
       My hat is off to him all the more for (seemingly at least) maintaining his integrity on a team and in a town which does not value that too much. He is the captain for a reason - and not because he has 3,000 hits.

Welcome to the World - Southern Sudan

A new country - the world's 193rd - was born yesterday. The Republic of Southern Sudan came into existence after two bloody civil wars have left millions of people dead.
       There is a giddiness that we may feel when we see people gain freedom from tyranny. We felt it when Saddam Hussein was toppled; people were full of hope when Eritrea became independent from Ethiopia.
       And yet I am sobered by the challenges which lie ahead for Southern Sudan. It will immediately be listed as one of the poorest nations on earth. It suffers from chronic drought, poor infrastructure, and relatively few natural resources.
       I spent time in southern Sudan a couple of decades ago when I worked for a relief agency. I remember being driven into the regional capital Juba and thinking, "this feels like a large village, not a regional hub." That "large village" is now the capital of a new nation! Quite staggering.
       There is something else quite unique about southern Sudan. It has always set itself apart from the north of the country based on religious beliefs. The south is nominally Christian while the north is Muslim. This is one of the few times in history where an Islamic state has gone through a civil war and eventually split along these religious lines. I think this is quite significant, and is something to be watched in the coming months and years to come.

Tim Keller on How to Treat Homosexuals

I appreciate what Tim Keller has to say here about how Christians should treat homosexuals. I especially agree with him that Jesus spoke so much more about the sin of greed than about the sin of homosexuality. Let the debate begin!

Philip Yancey: Grace Defeats Hate

Philip Yancey speaks about grace and how it manifested itself in South Africa in the True and Reconciliation Commission.

Francis Schaeffer - prophetic words for the 21st century

This is a clip from Francis Schaeffer's "How Shall We Then Live?" where he speaks about the two idols of personal peace and affluence. His words seem all the more appropriate in the 21st century. Schaeffer was certainly a man for his time and a man for our time. (special thanks to Anne S. for this clip)

Looking to July ...

Today is the first day of July. I am looking forward to the next 25 days at home before hitting the road on a three-week road trip to the East Coast of the U.S.

       It already feels like the "Dog Days of Summer" here in Colorado, with temperatures above 90 degrees (25c) every day this week. 4th of July weekend begins today and America takes a vacation for the next few days.
       I have a full month of a variety of things I enjoy and look forward to:
* First two weekends of July: Umpiring Colorado State Championship Baseball;
* July 16-17 and 23-24: Preaching on Shalom at Lookout Mountain Church here in Denver;
* Planning for the Fall - travel as well as new ministry opportunities with The Isaac-Ishmael Initiative;
* Mid-July: Umpiring two regional and national baseball tournaments here - the American Amateur Baseball Championships and the USSSA Global World Series (it's not REALLY global or world, they just think big!)
* July 26: My friend Jim and I hit the road for points east - Cape Girardeau, Missouri and then onto upstate New York and the Adirondacks;
* July 29-31: Retreat at Raquette Lake, NY for the board of directors of the Alumni Association of my college, Cortland State.
And then it will be August, with the first 2 weeks of the month on the East Coast visiting colleges with Steven and attending my nephew's wedding.

The Boss on The Big Man

I have read and pondered Bruce Springsteen's eulogy of Clarence Clemons the past couple of weeks.
       It's a bit weird to quote Springsteen on my blog, but he is emblematic of our culture and of our times. I appreciate his candor about Clarence's complexity and brokenness.
       "Those of us who shared Clarence's life, shared with him his love and his confusion. Though "C" mellowed with age, he was always a wild and unpredictable ride. Today I see his sons Nicky, Chuck, Christopher and Jarod sitting here and I see in them the reflection of a lot of C's qualities. I see his light, his darkness, his sweetness, his roughness, his gentleness, his anger, his brilliance, his handsomeness, and his goodness.
       "But, as you boys know your pop was a not a day at the beach. "C" lived a life where he did what he wanted to do and he let the chips, human and otherwise, fall where they may. Like a lot of us your pop was capable of great magic and also of making quite an amazing mess. This was just the nature of your daddy and my beautiful friend.
       "Clarence's unconditional love, which was very real, came with a lot of conditions. Your pop was a major project and always a work in progress. "C" never approached anything linearly, life never proceeded in a straight line. He never went A... B.... C.... D. It was always A... J.... C.... Z... Q... I....! That was the way Clarence lived and made his way through the world. I know that can lead to a lot of confusion and hurt, but your father also carried a lot of love with him, and I know he loved each of you very very dearly."
       My overwhelming response to these words is one of SADNESS. Yes, it is tragic that Clemons died. But what is more sad to me is that he never seemed to get through the cycle of sin and brokenness in all of our lives. To be clear, we never fully get through it in this life. And yet Jesus transforms people's lives; the Apostle Paul said that through Christ the old man is gone and the new man has come. I do not know where Clarence Clemons was at with God at the end of his life. But I take away from his story the urgency for people to be brought from our darkness into God's eternal light.

"Beautiful Things"

My friend Mike told me about the Michael Gungor Band the other day. I know of them because of the church they started in Denver, called Bloom.
       In the midst of grieving over Nate moving away and the death of our friend Christa Rosier in Holland (see previous posts), one of the Gungor Band songs has really spoken to my soul.
       Check out the video of it below, along with the lyrics.






Beautiful Things
All this pain
I wonder if I’ll ever find my way
I wonder if my life could really change at all
All this earth
Could all that is lost ever be found
Could a garden come up from this ground at all

You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us

All around
Hope is springing up from this old ground
Out of chaos life is being found in You

You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us

You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us

You make me new, You are making me new
You make me new, You are making me new

You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us