Dreams

I was doing some journaling this morning, trying to record some thoughts before they disappeared and also to help me change gears so I could get ready for church.  In doing so, I came across an entry from January 5, 2007.  I was reading a book called The Dream Cycle at the time.  Here are some excerpts from that entry.

A dream is "a compelling awareness of what could or should be, accompanied by a growing sense of responsibility to do something about it."  (p.24)

Right now I would say my dream involves the multiplication of churches and disciples who multiply churches and disciples.  It also includes an opportunity to mentor others so that they can achieve their full potential wherever they are

What could be:     

• enough Wesleyan churches in every city/area of eastern NC to adequately disciple every person in that city/area into holiness
• leaders who are not frustrated by their situations because they feel equipped to handle all the speed bumps that come wherever they may serve

Wow, things sure have changed.  A year after this entry I resigned from the church I was pastoring due to many conflicts.  One year after that I turned in my ministerial credentials.  A little over a year later, I find myself continually struggling with what it means to be a follower of Christ in terms of fulfilling the Great Commission.  My dreams have changed, in large part to the change in my vocation.  A change in dreams and a change in vocation can be God-driven (and I'm certain these were).  A change in mission, as in the Great Co-mission cannot.

Reconnecting with the Sea

I haven't posted on this blog in almost six months. This post marks my third entry in about 5 days. Don't know what's up, I'm just running with it.

Last night I started reading America's Inland Waterway again. It was published by the National Geographic Society in 1973 and then again in paperback in 1983. My family was given a hardback copy signed by the photographer because there are pictures of my great-grandfather Stacy Guthrie in the book. That fact has always been a source of pride for the family. The book is basically a journal of the travels of a small sailing yacht up the Intracoastal Waterway. During part of that journey, the photographer stopped on Harkers Island and the rest is history.

The writer begins his journey in Massachusetts. On of his stops is New Bedford, where Herman Melville received his inspiration to write Moby Dick. As the writer details the emotional connection the locals have with the sea and their boats, I began to reminisce about my own childhood growing up in what was once a fishing village where everyone shared those same kind of connections. I find myself mourning for times lost. I experience naive and romantic notions of moving back home and somehow suddenly becoming an "old salt". I desire to immerse myself in knowledge of the history of my hometown so that I can reconnect with a lost heritage.

Our faith journeys often begin the same way. Something within our souls long to reconnect with something past. It's the calling of the Holy Spirit, inviting us to reconnect with our Creator and repairing the broken relationship severed thousands of years ago in the Garden. We can immerse ourselves in Him as he fills us with his presence. Fortunately for all of us, it's not just a romantic dream but a reality for all who believe.

Will there be Vulcans in Heaven?

No, this is not my attempt to be blasphemous nor overly sarcastic. It is a tongue in cheek question spurred by my recent viewing of Star Trek III: The Search for Spock. Before anyone freaks out that perhaps I have switched my allegiance from the Jedi Universe to be a Trekkie, I really do not consider the two to be mutually exclusive. I will however state that my desire to be a Jedi Master is stronger than my desire to serve aboard the Federation Starship Enterprise.

There is a line early in the movie where Admiral Kirk (he's been promoted) says that IF Spock has an eternal soul, then he, Kirk, must do whatever possible to help Spock. It's an interesting twist that by the 23rd century in the Star Trek universe that it is commonly accepted that there is no divine, there is no after life. Higher powers are simply more highly evolved sentient beings. However, Vulcans still retain an element of mysticism that believes in the eternity of the soul. To add another turn to this odd twist, humans are portrayed as irrational beings, controlled by their emotions whereas Vulcans have eliminated emotions from their beings and are governed solely by logic. How interesting that such a civilization should believe in an afterlife.

Where are we today? Have we become so technologically advanced, so knowledgeable about the workings of the universe that we have eliminated the possibility of the divine and an afterlife (note I use afterlife in the singular, not plural)? Have we misappropriated our use of logic in this endeavor? Have we forgotten that any logical examination of such ideas must at least allow for these possibilities, no matter how remote? Or have we misapplied our scientific principles and ruled out possible conclusions that contradict the results we would prefer?

Believe it or not, I'm not trying to be overly philosophical. I'm asking a basic question. Do your actions, lifestyle, and behavior logically agree with what you say you believe? Or are you living like the confused humans of the 23rd century? Just a thought . . .

Christmas Reflections '09

It's December 26, the day after Christmas (Boxing Day for those of you who maintain roots with England) and a strange one it has been. As I drove my youngest son to the mall to buy a Lego set with some Christmas money he received, today's date shockingly dawned upon me. It shocked me so because except for the fact it took over 30 minutes to travel less than half a mile from the interstate to a parking place and the Christmas decor still adorning the mall, it certainly did not feel like Christmas.

Before I go any further, let me say that one steps onto shaky ground when talking about whether or not it "feels" like something. Christmas is not a feeling. It's either a secular holiday with sacred undertones or a sacred observance with secular trappings, depending on who you are and where you start. The strange thing for me this year is I felt like I had no starting place. It just came and went. All the sacred and all the secular meanings were clearly present, but none of them rang very loudly for me.

Perhaps the economy killed the secular for me. We had managed to save a substantial chuck of change in order to make this a really big Christmas in terms of gifts. But car repairs, medical bills, and rising gas and grocery prices put the kibosh on that. We did manage to salvage a portion of that savings. With the help of Craigslist, we were able to surprise the boys with a Wii.

That actually turned out to be the best part of Christmas - the surprise on the boys faces. It wasn't the best because we got them some huge expensive present. It was the look of satisfaction on the faces before opening the Wii. They knew our financial situation and the very small number of presents under the tree did not faze them. They were very content with the few small things they had received until opening that one big box labeled for both of them. It was a moment I will cherish forever.

Perhaps my return to teaching killed the sacred for me. I have been out of the pulpit for about a year and half now. I turned in my credentials, feeling 100% confident that God has led me away from pastoral ministry. My ministry to students and fellow teachers had resumed after a fifteen year hiatus. Ironically, something about being on the front line as opposed to directing the troop movement from the church office made it seem less so.

Christmas carols have always been my favorite part of Christmas. On the Sunday before Christmas, we sang What Child is This. This line stood out - "Good Christian, fear for sinners here, The silent Word is pleading." It hit me like a ton of bricks - that is what Christmas is all about. That is the mission of Christmas and every Christ follower.

As I reflect on Christmas 2009, though it did not "feel" like Christmas, I must say it has been one of the best ever. Maybe it was more like "Christmas" than I realized.

Summer Goal Update

Two more things off the honey-do list. Goal 1 for curriculum development done. Steady as she goes!

MGSF, Season 3 Episode 3

What if you could have whatever you wanted? That's the question which leads to a life of crime for three women and their families in the movie Mad Money. What does that have to do with this season's theme of Matt Guthrie, Suburban Farmer - Reclaiming the Garden? Everything. It was that very same question that got us kicked out of the Garden.

Adam and Eve succumbed to the temptation to have what they wanted under their own terms. They believed the lies told by the serpent. What did they want? The Bible tells us that the fruit looked good and the idea of gaining wisdom appealed to the first couple. But is that all they really wanted? Was some juicy, tasty fruit and some knowledge the real motivation? Or was it the desire to be like God himself without trusting his judgement?

We have already been created in his image, although now it is flawed because of sin. Because of that fatal decision, God has put another plan in place so that effects of that moment can be reversed. That's what reclaiming the Garden is all about. God holds the deed and gives us the Holy Spirit as a deposit guaranteeing our claim. In the process, we are remade into his image.

What IF you could have whatever you wanted? How much do you want to be like him?

How much is enough?

"Kamens said on his blog that the airline offered him a $75 refund."

says this article about two young girls who were placed on the wrong flights earlier this week. Considering the situation, I would have considered $75 to be a greater wrong than the mistake itself. How much would the airline have to offer for me to feel properly compensated for the wrong they had done to me and my child?

This begs an important question regarding our faith journey. How much is enough for our relationships with God to be restored so that we move from enemy to friend? outcast to family member? death to life? It's through faith in the death of Jesus as the only payment big enough to pay for our sins. After reading this article, I wondered how God feels about our feeble efforts to make our own way.

Real Self-Sacrifice

Last night we watched Seven Pounds starring Wil Smith. The premise of the movie is that "Ben" Thomas, Smith's character, has dedicated his life to changing the lives of seven other people before committing suicide. If this is a movie you plan on watching, you may want to stop reading now and come back later. The climax and the "I can't believe it ends like this" moment comes when Thomas actually takes his life for the sole purpose of providing a heart transplant for a woman with a rare blood type. The twist is that Thomas has indavertently fallen in love with her.

During the scene that shows the surgeons removing the heart from Thomas' body and simultaneously prepping the woman's body, I could not help but think of the parallels to the mission of Jesus, the Son of God. He came to earth for the sole purpose of giving his life as the only sufficient atonement for our sins and possibility of eternal life. Watching the anguish on Thomas' face as he cheats himself of love with this young woman caused to think of Christ's anguish in a different way. Ultimately, he knew he would not be cheated of time spent with the people he loved, but how much pain did his love cause himself in those regards?

"Ben" Thomas' acts provide contrasts to Christ's actions as well. Christ was perfect. His action's were prompted by perfect love for others. His act of self-sacrifice provided for the atonement of the world. Thomas' mission was provoked by a desire to seek atonement for himself. Seven lives, including his wife's, were ended because of a fatal mistake he made on the highway. His acts were an attempt to find redemption for himself by punishing himself.

As we live out our faith journeys, what will motivate our actions? Will we embrace the grace that provides for our salvation or will we try to work off our guilt? Will we allow our lives to be molded by the love of Christ so that we live sacrificially for the sake of others? Just a thought.

1st day of summer break & 1st goal met. Crawled out of bed @ 10:40. Will plan for the rest of my goals after lunch w/a friend. It's gonna be a great summer.

Note: I did make it to my small group at 6 this morning, but came home and went back to bed :-D

Goal Update

As soon as I published my summer goals I realized I needed to update them.  I'm not going to be able to stay in bed until 10am on Monday.  I am part of a men's small group that meets at 6:00am every Monday.  So, I guess I'll have to change the goal to come home and go back to bed until at least 10:00.

That's the thing about goals.  Sometimes they are impossible.  Sometimes they are just unrealistic.  Or sometimes they just need to be modified to better fit the situation or what is really needed.

Summer Goals

In one week my "summer break" officially begins. I have set the following goals to accomplish before I return to school in two months:
- lose 20 of the 35 pounds I need to lose. Twenty will satisfy my doctor when I go for my annual physical in August. Thirty-five will satisfy me.
- Resume (begin?) running. I'd like to be back up to at least 3 miles a day when I return to work.
- read Twilight and find out what has all my female students so captivated that many of them have read the entire series several times this year alone.
- develop an integrated math and science curriculum for a class that will begin in the 2011-2012 school year.
- develop a men's discipleship curriculum with my pastor that will kick off this fall with at least three small groups.
- develop a better physical conditioning program for my volleyball team before tryouts begin this fall. Also develop a broader set of skill development drills.
- catch up on all the episodes of Heroes I missed this year
- begin watching season 1 of Lost to see what everyone else is so excited about
- finish the first draft of my juvenile fantasy novel. I'd like my boys to be able to read and enjoy it before they outgrow it.
- go fishing AT LEAST once a week.
- come home with a cooler full of trout after our camping vacation in Cherokee, NC
- complete the honey-do list
- do an in-depth study of the book of Hebrews

My first and easiest goal will be accomplished on June 15. I WILL not get out of bed that morning before 10:00 am. The rest of the goals are fairly attainable, but will require lots of discipline. Discipline is a key component in our faith journeys. "Discipline" and "Disciple" have the same root. The Holy Spirit begins, continues, and will complete changes in our lives, but we must also be disciplined in our faithful obedience to God. What goals do you have for your faith journey? What discipline will be required?

MGSF, Season 3 Episode 2 - Real Work

(Matt Guthrie, Suburban Farmer)

This season is all about reclaiming the Garden. Over a month ago when I was doing the back breaking work of hoeing up my garden plot, I began to appreciate the whole concept of work. I'm not a desk jockey, but as a math teacher, I do very little physical work throughout the course of the day. It felt good to use all those neglected muscles, especially when I thought about having my own farm. My dream of perfect, romantic farm life where everything goes on without a hitch rolled continuously through my mind as I drove my mental tractor through the fields and collected the eggs of my yet-to-exist chickens.

I began to appreciate once again our original purpose when we were created. Contrary to popular belief, Adam was not put in the Garden to eat bon bons all day. He was put there to work. Adam's job was to tend to the Garden and all of Creation. That doesn't mean that if we are not doing hard physical labor that we are falling short of God's design. It doesn't matter what type of work it is, as long as we do it. One of the reasons we feel so fulfilled after a hard day's work is that we are fulfilling part of our purpose.

We were made in God's image, imago dei. He wanted us to continue his work. That includes his creative work in the Garden. We were called upon to multiply across the face of the earth. That creativity is not limited to procreation. Take a good look at the art, technology, and philosophy around you. They are all products of the ability to create placed in us by God.

The continuation of God's work includes telling everyone about him. Abraham was given a promise. Part of that promise was to be the forefather of the one who would provide salvation to all. Abraham was also told to be a blessing to all he encountered. As God formed his chosen people, their purpose was to show the world who God was. Before Jesus returned to his Father's side, he gave us the commission to go out and tell everyone about him, making them his disciples. This is the most important work we could do.

How's your garden going?

Happy Mother's Day

This Mother's Day I am reminded of how mothers so easily embody the self-sacrificing ideals of Christ.  In church this morning we sang several songs that highlighted the price the Son of God paid to willingly be our savior.  He gave up his throne in heaven.  He took on human flesh and its limitations, even death.  He gave himself to take on our sin when we were so undeserving.  All this was motivated by love.

My own mother sacrificed so much for the sake of us kids.  She worked hard.  She put herself last when we need clothes.  She shopped all day with us kids in tow and then came home to unload it all while at the same time preparing supper.  Even now that we are all grown, she still gives sacrificially to us.  And all because of love.  Thanks.  Happy Mothers Day.

Meet Nutty

I'd like to introduce you to my new friend, Nutty.  Nutty is my new Webkinz.  He's a squirrel with an old fashioned country bedroom.  I'm trying to pass on my love of baseball to him by building him a baseball themed playroom.  The floor looks like a playing field.  The walls are decorated like a stadium.  Slowly I'm buying furniture and appliances for the room that look like baseball equipment.

Nutty was another one of those special birthday gifts.  Each of my sons has a couple of Webkinz.  Joshua really enjoys the online world.  I don't think there is anything about it he does not know.  He talks about it all the time.  Joshua thought I would enjoy it as well, so he bought Nutty for me.  Once I opened the gift, he could not wait to help me get registered, help me furnish my room, and show me where all the cool stuff in Webkinz World is located.  You might say he moved with a certain evangelistic zeal.  

Joshua's fervor brought to mind how we should view our faith journeys.  Are our journeys so meaningful to us that we think everyone should have one?  Are we willing to help novices navigate through the often uncertain waters?  Are we willing to befriend them and interact with them in their world so they will be more comfortable?

Just a thought.  BTW, if you're ever in Webkinz World, send a note to gutmajohar.  I'll show you Nutty's playroom and then we can go to the arcade together.

Birthday Surprise!

I turned the big 4-0 a few weeks ago.  Life has been so hectic that I haven't had the opportunity to talk about the cool surprises I've received.  The biggest surprise came last Friday.  My wife planned an outing to see the Carolina Mudcats play.  I had no idea where we were going until we got there.  When we arrived at the ball park, we met up with two other families, again a surprise.  They even wished me a happy birthday on the giant screen.

I really love baseball, so this was a cool gift.  What made it really cool was the presence of these two families.  The husbands are two of my best friends, fellow pastors I have known for twenty years.  When I was pastoring, we would meet once a month to support and encourage each other.  Since leaving the pulpit, I've not had the opportunity to hang with these guys.  I was touched they would come because they each had to drive 2 to 2 1/2 hours to get to the ballpark.  One family even broke down on the way home that night.

I was really blessed this birthday to re-experience the value of relationships and community in my faith journey.  What about you?

Fathers - why is it that every Hollywood movie that involves the fulfillment of a dream also involves an unsupportive and atagonistic father?

Blogging from my phone-if u only had 160 characters what would u say about God & your journey if u wanted the reader to begin following Christ themselves?

Matt Guthrie, Suburban Farmer - Season 3 episode 1

This week began another season of Matt Guthrie, Suburban Farmer (MGSF).  The last two years we had straw bale gardens.  I was determined to have a much larger, more traditional in-the-ground garden.  I picked out the perfect spot in our yard with plenty of sun, etc.  I mentally marked off a plot about twenty feet square.  There was one last piece of critical info - I needed to verify the location of our septic drain lines.  And wouldn't you know it?  Our drain lines run right through all the best places on our property for a garden.  On to plan B.

After much shadow watching, soil checking, etc. we finally determined the next best place.  To make a long story short, I accepted plan C after beginning the process of preparing the ground the old fashioned way by hand.  I went to AgriSupply yesterday and bought ten bales of wheat straw.  I'll do another straw bale garden over the spot where I want my "real" garden next year.  Over the winter I'll till and prepare the ground for next spring.

This season the theme of MGSF will be "Reclaiming the Garden After The Fall".  While doing all that hoeing by hand on Saturday, thoughts of Adam working the Garden of Eden before the forbidden fruit incident kept coming to mind.  It has been said that all of salvation history is about God trying to get humankind back into the Garden.  Think about your faith journey in those terms.  Stay tuned for more episodes of MGSF as we flesh out those thoughts and more.

Artful worship?

Here's a different statue of Jesus

He is risen!

He is risen indeed