The Pneuma Project


On of Those Days
October 13, 2008, 6:15 pm
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Yesterday I worked up in the bar on my first Sunday morning bar tending shift. It ended up being a pretty good day, but it didn’t start off so hot. It fact in hindsight it was one of those morning where you wonder how many bad things can happen at once. My day began like this…

My bar tending shift started at 10:15. The only problem with is that the restaurant opened at 10:00, and no other servers were scheduled until 10:45. So all of a sudden I am responsible for not only setting up and opening the bar (something I’ve only done twice before) but also taking care of any customers who come in early for lunch. Immediately I have one table to take care of, which wasn’t a big deal except that the kitchen manager cooked breakfast for all the staff, and I’m hungry. So I greet that table, they order ice tea. We don’t have any iced tea ready. So I go in the back to start the iced tea, and to dish a plate of food up. Before eating any of it, I go out to take my tables order only to find that two other tables are sat. Now the stress starts building. I get the orders and drinks, start getting the bar open (to make their drinks) and look lustfully at my warm, uneaten, breakfast. Another set of guests with a large, loud, obnoxious, 4 or 5 year old come in. They look unhappy. I approach them to get their order. I’m right, they are unhappy, and their son seems to be deaf as he is completely unresponsive to their pleas and threats to be quiet, I assume that they don’t know he is deaf so they keep threatening him. I decide I would be unhappy about my day too if I was in their shoes. Actually, I’m not in their shoes, and I am slightly unhappy with my day. I’m finally able to take their order get everyones drinks out and orders into the kitchen. It’s now about 10:50. Ten minutes until people really start coming in, and the bar is nowhere near ready.

Quickly, I start preparing the most important things to start the day, fruit garnishes, juices, ice, and the glass rimmers. Orders start coming in over the printer. Apparently yesterday was national root beer day, as everyone was drinking it. Eight glasses are ordered right off the bat. I open the cooler. We have 15 glasses total. Not good. A friend comes in and says high. It was good to see a smiling face for a brief moment as right after that all hell breaks loose. No one is in the kitchen to take out food to my tables, so between pouring drinks, and getting the bar ready I am desperately trying to run out my tables food. A lone person sits at the bar. He orders a beer. The printer prints four drink orders. the day has officially started. I pour his beer, run some checks over to my tables (that kid still won’t sit down or be quiet), and go to make a margarita. The printer keeps printing. More root beer. As I go to pour the juice into the shaker for the margarita, the pour spout decides it’s existence has ended and breaks off from it’s screw top, spilling a whole quart of juice (which I just stocked) all over the bar, my ice (which was just stocked), and the bottles in the fast bar. The guy at the bar just looks at me. I really want to proclaim some rather choice words and concepts to all within hearing, but somehow hold back. Four more people sit at the bar. And that freaking printer just keeps drink orders. Somehow I am able to keep my head above water and get enough drinks out that people don’t riot until the next bartender comes in at 12. Complete insanity and frustration. And to top it all off, my breakfast gets thrown away.

When things finally settled down and we were able to get into a rhythm, it was easy to see how people stepped up and helped me out. Randomly one of the servers I had trained cruised by and asked if I needed anything (boy, did I!). One of our bussers came by and helped clean up my ice mess, and smiled at me. Ted the 2nd bartender stepped right in and started cleaning up my mess, helped finish opening the bar, and managed to greet the 3 new guests that had sat down that I totally missed. If it wasn’t for those people, and others, I think I would have written my day off, but instead God allowed me to see how much I need others. Those people have no clue how much they “ministered” to me in the midst of my anger and frustration. They have no idea how essential their help was to keep me from loosing it. And, they have no idea that they revealed God to me.

So, today, I’m thanking God for Jason, for Carolina, and for Ted. And I’m praying that I can be just as available to entering into situations and bring God’s presence, love, and grace to others who are frustrated and at the end of their rope. It’s in those unplanned, random, mundane aspects of our days that Jesus is truly incarnated to the people around us (or to us).



Thoughts to Ponder V

Lately, I’ve been thinking through the the concept of posture. By definition posture means “The attitude of the body.” It’s essentially the non-verbals we give off in any situation. As a follower of Jesus, my posture is many times (if not always) more important then what I say. I was reminded of the story in John 8 of the woman caught in adultery:

The scribes and the Pharisees brought a woman caught in adultery, and having set her in the center of the court,
they said to Him, “Teacher, this woman has been caught in adultery, in the very act.”
“Now in the Law Moses commanded us to stone such women; what then do You say?”
They were saying this, testing Him, so that they might have grounds for accusing Him. But Jesus stooped down and with His finger wrote on the ground.
But when they persisted in asking Him, He straightened up, and said to them, “He who is without sin among you, let him be the first to throw a stone at her.”
Again He stooped down and wrote on the ground.
When they heard it, they began to go out one by one, beginning with the older ones, and He was left alone, and the woman, where she was, in the center of the court.
Straightening up, Jesus said to her, “Woman, where are they? Did no one condemn you?”
She said, “No one, Lord.” And Jesus said, “I do not condemn you, either Go From now on sin no more.”

Picture the scene, the woman having just been caught in a very compromising position is brought into the temple courts, most likely with her clothes thrown about her, racked with tears because she knows the penalty for her actions is stoning. She’s thrown to the ground at Jesus’ feet, sobbing, unable to look up from the ground at her accusers, waiting for the stones to fall.

A few things stand out to me. First, obviously, where is the guy? We could jump into that one, but I think it’s enough to say that he is unfairly let off the hook.

Second, is Jesus’ response. Not only does He end up defending her, but it seems so much deeper then that. Look at the posture Jesus takes. He kneels down into the dirt next to the woman. Could he actually be sheltering and protecting her? His very body is made into a covering for her guilt and shame.
I was always hung up on what Jesus wrote in the dirt, seems like an odd time to be doodling or making lists. But from this perspective it makes more sense. What if Jesus was writing a message to the woman who’s eyes were locked on the ground? Could it have said something as simple as “I’m here for you” or “Trust me, I’ll take care of this?”

Jesus takes the position as an advocate for that woman. He’s not so much worried about what she has done and how wrong she is, as He is concerned with her as a person; protecting her, pleading for her, and offering freedom to her.

Wow! Obviously, this has huge ramifications for how followers of Jesus should treat others. Jesus wasn’t condoning her behavior. Nowhere in Scripture does He say “Sleep around, have fun, no big deal,” but He is esteeming her as a person who is loved by God regardless of her mistakes or bad decisions. That is the essence of grace. And that is what Jesus-followers are called to offer the world. Our posture must be one of love and of advocacy. We must be willing to side with the condemned, the voiceless, the “sinners”. Not because we agree with what they have done, but because we know what God has done for them.



The Law that Gives Freedom

This might be beating a dead (or dying) horse, but here goes anyway.
As I was writing in my last post, I want to be known by what I do and what I am for. To often our society stereotypes and categorizes people and beliefs by what they are against: Republicans are against big government, Democrats are against the wealthy, Christians are against homosexuals, and reasonable people should be against any coffee shop with stores on every corner. OK maybe not that last one, but I think you get the point. Perhaps we define ourselves and other by what we are not because its easier to see what we hate in others then in ourselves, and by extension can say “I’ll never be/do that.” Yet the reality is, that all of us, when faced with the right circumstances are capable of the darkest evil. In my reading today I came across this thought in James 2.

“Speak and act as those who are going to be judged by the law that gives freedom, because judgment without mercy will be shown to anyone who has not been merciful. Mercy triumphs over judgment!”

Wow, mercy triumphs over judgement. I may be reading too much into that, but is it saying that rather then judging people by what they do or think, we are called to speak and act out of mercy?
And what is the law that gives freedom? As I understand scripture, it’s grace. The new law of Jesus is based on the fact that all of us are offered forgiveness that we do not deserve. That we all blow it and fall way short of what God created us to be. James seems to be reminding followers of Jesus that, as those who have been forgiven solely because of God’s love, we need to treat others the same way. How quickly do I forget. If anyone in the world should be agents of forgiveness, love, and reconciliation, it should be Christians who rest their entire faith and eternity on these things.

Perhaps that is what is bothering me the most. Rather then being know for what we (Christians) are against, we need to stand for what we are for. How much different would our world be, if, when people thought of Christians, they thought of the most loving, forgiving, inclusive, and creative people they knew. Maybe, it’s time for us to reframe our culture’s view of Christians. Maybe it’s time we take a stand for who we are. It can be done, but it can only be done by each of us living it out.  What are we waiting for?



Thoughts to Ponder III
May 11, 2008, 6:39 am
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Last week we had some great thoughts on forgiveness, judgment, and grace. It’s so freeing to see Jesus through fresh eyes. One of the things we’ve spent a little bit of time talking about on Sunday evenings the last 2 weeks has been different types of judgment (Thanks for pointing this out Omar). Is it OK for me to have a problem with the way some followers of Jesus represent God? How am I supposed to respond to this? If Jesus didn’t come to judge and I am sent the same way what do I do? I’ve really been thinking about this the last week, and just about fell off my chair when I read this “contradiction” in the Bible (gasp). So having said that what do we do with passages like this? I’d love to hear your thoughts:

John 9:24-41

A second time they summoned the man who had been blind. “Give glory to God,” they said. “We know this man is a sinner.
He replied, “Whether he is a sinner or not, I don’t know. One thing I do know. I was blind but now I see!”
Then they asked him, “What did he do to you? How did he open your eyes?”\
He answered, “I have told you already and you did not listen. Why do you want to hear it again? Do you want to become his disciples, too?”
Then they hurled insults at him and said, “You are this fellow’s disciple! We are disciples of Moses!
We know that God spoke to Moses, but as for this fellow, we don’t even know where he comes from.”
The man answered, “Now that is remarkable! You don’t know where he comes from, yet he opened my eyes. We know that God does not listen to sinners. He listens to the godly man who does his will. Nobody has ever heard of opening the eyes of a man born blind. If this man were not from God, he could do nothing.”
To this they replied, “You were steeped in sin at birth; how dare you lecture us!” And they threw him out.
Jesus heard that they had thrown him out, and when he found him, he said, “Do you believe in the Son of Man?”
“Who is he, sir?” the man asked. “Tell me so that I may believe in him.”
Jesus said, “You have now seen him; in fact, he is the one speaking with you.”
Then the man said, “Lord, I believe,” and he worshiped him.
Jesus said, “For judgment I have come into this world, so that the blind will see and those who see will become blind.”
Some Pharisees who were with him heard him say this and asked, “What? Are we blind too?”
Jesus said, “If you were blind, you would not be guilty of sin; but now that you claim you can see, your guilt remains.

What!? For judgment He came into the world? Isn’t this exactly opposite what Jesus says in John 3 and 12? And yet to me it all makes sense.
Heres the rest of the story for context and some other “judgment” verses for you to add to this:

John 9
John 8:9-27

Before I spew my thoughts I’d love to hear yours. So hook it up and write it down.

Oh, one more thing. We are not meeting this Sunday evening for discussion (we’ll be out playing), so if your part of the actual Sunday gathering feel free to post your thoughts here and come hang out with us. If your a virtual part of our community we want your thoughts too even if your too far away to come play :) Next week I think we’re going to jump into Jesus’ words in the gospel of Luke and spend some time with that account of Jesus’ story. It should be fun.