I’ve met with a lot of folks lately who say they find it hard to pray.  These are good people who love the Lord and have strong prayer lives.  They talk with the Lord regularly.  But in seasons of difficulty, they find words hard to come by.  I think one of the reasons why we find it hard to pray when pain and difficulty come is because we have been taught that prayers only include the following: Adoration (where we praise God and let him know how awesome God is), Confession (where we confess our sins and ask God to forgive us), Thanksgiving (where we thank God for all the good things in our lives), and Supplication (where we pray for others who are struggling).  I grew up with this model called the ACTS model of prayer.

About 10 years ago, I learned that most of my prayer life was me talking all the time and never listening.  I found a love for contemplative prayer and it has changed my life and my relationship with God.  More on contemplative prayer later.

I also discovered how to recapture a biblical prayer language that many of us have either forgotten or refuse to use…the prayer of lament.  A lament is when we cry out to God from the pain of our hearts and lives.  We bear our souls – the pain, the struggle, the questions.  People of faith today don’t believe we should question God or even admit to struggle.  There are many churches that teach a prosperity gospel that says, “all you have to do is be faithful and believe and it will come to pass”.  “Don’t get caught up in the negative, defeating thoughts”, they say.  The irony?  The language of prayer in the first 10 chapters of the Bible’s prayerbook…the Psalms.

Psalm 1 – Happy are those who do not follow the advice of the wicked…

Psalm 2 – Why do the nations conspire and the people plot in vain?…

Psalm 3 – O Lord, how many are my foes!  How many rise up against me…

Psalm 4 – Answer me when I call, O God…hear my prayer…

Psalm 5 – Give ear to my words, O Lord, give heed to my sighing…

Psalm 6 – O Lord do not rebuke me in your anger…

Psalm 7 – O Lord, in you I take refuge, save me from all my pursuers…

Psalm 8 – O Lord, how majestic is your name…

Psalm 9 – I will give thanks to the Lord with my whole heart…

Psalm 10 – Why, O Lord, do you stand far off?…

Seven of the first ten Psalms are cries of lament.  They are real, deep, passionate cries of pain and question.  Why do we think we can’t pray in the same way?  When you are feeling you don’t have the words to pray in your difficult seasons, open the book of Psalms and just walk through until you find the words that are your words.  God is not troubled when we cry out, “Why, O Lord, do you stand far off?…”

I never knew there was a Stephens family plot, especially one in Georgia, until March of 2008.  When my father died, my grandfather suggested we scatter his ashes at the Stephens family plot at the Zion Hope  Baptist Church Cemetery in Crisp County, Georgia, just outside Cordele.  The irony of it all?  My brother who is a Southern Baptist pastor lives nearby and Zion Hope was originally a Methodist Church!

As we walked around the Zion Hope Cemetery that day, I noticed all the headstones with the name Stephens.  My grandfather began to share stories with me.

“Here is where my father is buried, Rome O. Stephens,” he said. “He was born January 19, 1880 and he died September 30, 1937 when I was a teenager.”  My grandfather walked my down a little farther, “Over here is your great, great-grandfather, John Anderson Stephens, born 1848 and died 1926. He lied about his age at 15 to join up with the Confederacy because his father was killed in the Civil War at a battle in North Carolina.”  As we walked down some more he said, “And here is his father, Jasper B. Stephens.  Born 1820 and died 1864.  He never made it back home, but they brought his body back to be buried here in the family plot.”

I’m standing in this cemetery, with all of these headstones, hearing all this history and at first it was just information, remembering something that happened in the past. And then, for a brief moment, something transcendent occurred. I’m not going to tell you it was a spirit or spirits…nothing like that.  But for a moment, I was caught in the moment where time and space just seem to cease for a second.  I realize that I am standing among stories that are alive in me. Stories I never really realized, yet they are a part of who I am. I just marveled in the past, the present, and thinking of my girls in the future. I was overwhelmed by it all and I just stood there for a moment in gratitude, humility, awe, and respect.

In a way, this is part of what happens in Holy Communion.

In 1 Corinthians 11, Paul talks about the importance of the Lord’s Supper and recounts the words of Jesus when he shared Holy Communion with his disciples.  Jesus said, “Do this in remembrance of me.” But the interesting thing about Jesus’ words, and Paul’s recounting, is that the word “remember” is not really a good translation of the original language.  The word in the Greek is ‘anamnesis’. It has been translated as remembrance, commemoration, and memorial but it means so much more.   In a way, it is remembrance combined with a “living knowledge”…a knowledge of the living presence of the Savior himself as if we were witnesses to his presence.  As James F. White says in his book, Sacraments as God’s Self Giving, “Christ is again present to give himself to us through our re-experiencing his past works.”

We are remembering, but the remembering actually makes Christ present in the now.   Something mysterious happens.  It is the actual presence of grace in Christ.  It is sacramental.  Anamnesis means past events become present; we overcome time for a moment.

When we come and share in Holy Communion, we do much more than remember. We participate again in the event of Christ saving work. May it always be real and present for us.

Pandora’s Box was given to Epimetheus as a gift from the mythological god Zeus.  There was a warning on the box that it never be opened.  One day, while Epimetheus was away, his wife Pandora allowed her curiosity to get the best of her.  Pandora felt the box was a gift from the gods…so why not open it?  As she opened the box, all forms of ghastly forms burst forth unleashing all the evils humanity has ever known.  From then on, life would be different.  Humanity would now toil, grow tired, become sick, and even die – all because Pandora opened the box.  

After all the evil forces escaped, Pandora realized there was one thing remaining in the box.  It was hope.  It wasn’t evil at all.  As a matter of fact, the last thing to come out would be the one thing humanity would need to stand up to all the other ghastly powers.  

We feel that people all around us are unleashing evil and destructive powers.  It feels like Pandora’s Box is being opened every day.  We are confronted with injustice, suffering, pain, despair, exhaustion, war, and death.  Many times we feel like these are the only powers at work in the world.  But God reminds us…there is hope!

I truly believe hope is the one thing we need most in the world…hope in God’s grace that renews and restores.  Just as Pandora’s Box, we watch all the destructive forces fly around us and we wonder, “Is this all there is?”  Then, at the bottom of the box, we notice one more.  Peter and the other disciples noticed it at the bottom of the empty tomb.  Just when it seems the evil powers of the world will win, we discover hope.  Hope is always there and hope never disappoints.

Paul wrote, “suffering produces endurance, endurance produces character, character produces hope…and hope never disappoints.”

I hope you will join me Sunday as we spend time swimming in hope.  Also, if you haven’t been to www.experiencegrowshare.com, I encourage you to visit and find ways to get plugged into worship, education, and mission.

See you Sunday!

John

 

What is a disciple? In every church I’ve served, we spent time discussing this question. I wish I could say the answers have all been the same, but different people have different definitions of what a disciple really is. I would also love to say to you right now, “I know the answer and here it is,” but I hate disappoint.

Here is what I do know…we are called to make disciples. In Matthew 28:19-20, we find the ‘Great Commission’. It says, “Go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And remember, I am with you always, to the end of the age.” Matthew is clear that Jesus sends us to make disciples of all nations through baptism and teaching – sacrament and education. For many Christians, that’s it…that’s the list.

But years ago, I read a great book by Mortimer Arias and Alan Johnson called, “The Great Commission: Biblical Models for Evanglism”. In it, they lay out a broader understanding of evangelism and disciple making by looking at the Great Commission from each of the four Gospels (did you know each Gospel has its own Great Commission?). It gives us a broader scope of what disciple making looks like.  (And please don’t judge too harshly if you feel I over-syntesize/simplify Arias/Johnson…)

Matthew’s Great Commission is a focus on Growth. We are called to teach disciples to obey what Jesus has commanded. Mark’s Great Commission is a focus on Proclamation/Preaching. Mark 16:15 says, “Go into the whole world and proclaim the good news to the whole creation.” Luke’s Great Commission is a focus on Jubilee and reconciliation (with God and neighbor). Luke 4:16-30 sets the stage for Jubilee and Luke 24:47 gives the commission, “repentance and forgiveness of sins is to be proclaimed to all nations…” Finally, John’s Great Commission sends us to be the Divine Presence of Christ to the world. In John 20:23, Jesus says, “Peace be with you. As the Father has sent me, so I send you.”

Proclamation, Growth, and the Divine Presence of Christ to the world bringing Jubilee, reconciliation and wholeness to a world in need. Whatever a disciple is supposed to be, these are the core elements.

EXPERIENCE, GROW, SHARE

In keeping with the divine mandate, Chapelwood is fulfilling our mission of making disciples of all nations through experiencing God in worship, growing through education, and sharing through mission.

A disciple’s path should include EXPERIENCING God in worship in one of the Sanctuary, Mercy Street, Esperanza, Upper Room, and Contemplative worship services. Mark’s Great Commission of Proclamation is lived out!

A disciple’s path should include GROWING in knowledge by finding a place to grow in God’s Word. Matthew’s Great Commission of Teaching is lived out!

A disciple’s path should include SHARING our faith by becoming the hands and feet of Christ. We bring Jubilee, reconciliation, and the divine presence of Christ to places where people need hope and healing. Luke and John’s Great Commissions are lived out!

EXPERIENCE, GROW, SHARE

It’s not just an ad campaign. It’s not just a creative email or website. EXPERIENCE, GROW, SHARE is the path of becoming a disciple and making a disciple!

Join us on this journey… and if you are Chapelwood member/attendee, visit, www.experiencegrowshare.com today and get plugged in.

Stephanie, my wife, and I went to Seagrove Beach, Florida on our one year anniversary in 1994.  One afternoon, we decided to drive down to the center of the cultural world on the Florida panhandle…Panama City Beach.  You can find just about anything you want in PCB.  And everything you want is at Alvin’s.

Alvin’s is a cross between WalMart, Stuckey’s, and the Flora-Bama Lounge.  Alvin’s has alligators, t-shirts, flip-flops, boogie boards and the PCB staple – air brush artists.  Steph and I thought it would be a great idea to capture the moment of our first anniversary with the classic, deep south (I won’t say ‘redneck’ because I’m from South Georgia and that is actually a complement) airbrushed car tag that says “John (hearts) Stephanie”.  The more we thought about the reality of riding around any city with that tag on the front of our car, the more we hesitated.  So we went with Plan B…the cartoon illustrator.

Now, let me make a few comments as I share this image with you.

• I am opening my soul to you…so be kind.
• The golf club speaks to my love of golf…the massive cell phone Steph is holding speaks to her job at the time selling cellular phones…in 1994.  That’s why it looks like an early massive Motorola phone from the early 90’s…it actually is.
• Yes, Steph did have that haircut.
• Yes, my hair was darker with less gray in 1993.
• And yes, I still look at Steph that way after 21 years of marriage!

Finally, what strikes me most is the way the illustrator captured our “image”.  I’ve always been amazed at how it really captured the essence of who we were (and are).  In some ways, the image captured in 1994 is still who we are…and in other ways its hard to believe it is us.  I am glad that our “image” was captured and I’m glad I still have this picture.  If you ever want to see the actual picture, stop by my office sometime…it’s hanging on the wall.

Join us Sunday in the Chapelwood sanctuary at 8:25, 9:45, or 11:10 (or stream it live online at www.chapelwood.org) , as I bring the message, “The Image Inside”…

 

It’s finally here.  Seems like an eternity and a blink of an eye all at the same time.  This Sunday, August 3, I will preach my first sermon in the Sanctuary services at Chapelwood United Methodist Church in Houston, Texas.  A few thoughts as I approach this Sunday…

• I’ve already learned so much about Houston and the Chapelwood community in the past two months.  I still have much to learn, but I am so encouraged by your support and excitement.
• In the past few weeks, I’ve been meeting with the staff, ministry teams, and others in the community just to get my head wrapped around things as we head into August.  I wish each and every one of you could know EVERY single thing Chapelwood does and dreams to do through your generosity and support.  It is absolutely amazing!
• I have visited all of our worshiping communities: Mercy Street, Esperanza, Upper Room, and Contemplative in addition to the Sanctuary services.  I’ve even watched services online to get a feel of how it works.  We are blessed with a diverse community.  I truly believe that makes God happy.
• Every person I’ve met has shared words of excitement and encouragement about us being here.  It warms my heart to know you love my family.
• This Sunday, I will preach on Mark 4:35-41, “The Calm and The Chaos”.  It will help you know a little more about me and about how God will work in and through us as we move forward into the future.  My desire is that each and every worship service will be a time of true and authentic worship where we experience the living Christ in our midst.
• August 3 will be a big day in other ways…the shuttles will resume and I hope you will take advantage of them.  I plan to.

As a final thought, let me leave you with our call to worship for August 3.

Let us start this time well, by reminding ourselves:

That we are not here because of our goodness, but because of Christ’s grace,

That we are not here to enlighten ourselves, but to allow Christ to enlighten us,

That we have not come to be entertained, but to worship God with heart, soul, mind and strength.

With overflowing gratitude,

John

Proverbs 4:25

“Let your eyes look directly forward and your gaze be straight before you.”

In art, a focal point is the element in a painting or a photograph that pulls in the viewer’s eye.  The artist points us to the center of attention or the main subject. The focal point draws you through the picture’s composition, through color, and through the range of tones used.  Artists may use color to help us see the focal point in pictures…such as a single red apple among many green apples.  Other times the photographer may use the aperture of the camera to bring specific items into focus while other items are fuzzy.  And then there are the great artists who are subtle with focal points.  A great example is the painting “Girl with a Pearl Earring” by Dutch painter Johannes Vermeer.  As the name implies, Vermeer uses a pearl earring for a focal point that subtly draws the eye but is not blatantly obvious.

God is an artist who works in similar ways.  The Master Artist paints through scripture, tradition, reason and experience.  God gives us some very clear focal points at times – who God is, who we are, and how we are called to work with God in the world.  But God also creates other focal points that are right there in front of us but require a little more spiritual awareness to see.  All of God’s focal points are central identifying ways we understand God and ourselves.  Ultimately, all of God’s focal points point us toward love and grace.

On August 3, 2014, I begin preaching at Chapelwood UMC in Houston, Texas.  Focal Points will be our first sermon series together as we explore the central themes God has for our lives and our ministry together. I am hopeful that focusing on the central tenets of our faith and looking at how God works in the world will lay a solid foundation for our journey together.

Some members of Chapelwood have asked me, “Are you here yet?  Is your family with you?  Are they settling in okay?”  The answer is yes!  We moved to Houston in early June.  I have been hard at work in July spending time with the staff of Chapelwood, experiencing our worshiping communities, surprising a few Bible studies and Sunday school classes, and visiting a few folks.  We are settling into our new home and our girls are making friends and staying busy.  Your prayers and words of excitement and support mean more to us than you can know.  Chapelwood is an amazing community of faith (but I’m sure you already knew that).

Recently, I visited with a beautiful and encouraging woman named Marty Schroff.  In our visit together, I was so encouraged by her spirit and her joy.  As I was leaving, I asked Marty, “What can I do for you?”  Her answer humbled me. In over 20 years of ministry, I can honestly say no one ever answered that question the way Marty did.  Her response served as the focal point of our time together.  She said, “Just BE, LIVE, and PREACH LOVE!”

I promised her I would…and I promise you I will.

Through the calm and chaos,

John

 

 

The news has been filled with pictures and news of a humanitarian crisis in our own state.  On the Texas border with Mexico, there are thousands of children who have traveled from all across Central America seeking asylum.  This issue has become politically charged in recent days, but the fact of the matter is this…we are facing an opportunity to “embody grace as we receive it to those who need it.”  There is a time and place to discuss politics and US policies, but now is the time to act in Christian love to help children and families who are in desperate need at our borders.  Jesus made it clear, “I was hungry, thirsty, naked, in prison and you fed me, gave me drink, clothed me, and visited me.  As you did it to the least of these, you did it to me.”

So, what can we do to help?

• First, we can never underestimate the power of prayer.  Pray for the children, parents, agencies and our government.  Pray that God will give clarity.  Pray for sustenance for those in need.  Pray that God will also be at work within the countries these children and families are fleeing.
  • The Texas Annual Conference Hispanic Ministries Committee will host a prayer vigil at St. Luke’s Gethsemane Campus on Tuesday, July 15 from 5-10 p.m. (6856 Bellaire Blvd., Houston, 77074).  They are inviting everyone to pray that God will intervene to give wisdom and the courage to respond appropriately as the church; for protection and care for these vulnerable families and children; and for wisdom and courage for the leaders of our nation. You can stop by anytime to pray between 5-10 p.m.
• Second, you can assist financially.  The United Methodist Committee on Relief (UMCOR) is involved with churches on the border especially impacted by this crisis. You may donate financially to help churches on the border minister to these children and families affected.  If you are here in Houston, you may make your check out to “Chapelwood UMC” (11140 Greenbay, Houston, TX 77024) and mark the memo line “UMCOR-Immigration Crisis” or you can go directly to the UMCOR website and read their plea and make a donation there.

I will ask our mission leaders to look at other ways Chapelwood can be the embodiment of grace in this need.  But please don’t forget to pray.  I truly believe God is deeply grieved at the suffering of children.  Keep them in your hearts and prayers.

 

 

This past week, I returned home to Houston, Texas from St. Simons Island, Georgia with my daughter Sarah Mac.  When we passed through Mississippi, I thought I would expose her on that great Mississippian, Jerry Clower.  When I was young, we liked to listen to him so I thought Sarah would like him as well.  All I can tell you is she was glad to enter Louisiana and control the music again.

One of Jerry Clower’s stories struck me as we listened.  It is called “Marcel is in Trouble”.  In the story, Jerry goes off on a tangent that has a lot of great meaning…

“My momma had got the law to come after me.  I heard him toppin’ the hill, I looked up the hill from the football field and there was that ole green car what the constable drove around in the 4th district with…had that ‘syringe’ wide open.  Scared me and I run up to ’em and I said, ‘Constable, what’s wrong.’  He said, ‘Your dearest and best friend’s in bad trouble.  Your momma has sent me after you.’  I said, ‘What did Marcel Ledbetter do?!?’  He said, “Jerry, he tore up a beer joint.’  Not that it made any difference what my friend had done.  You know, when I was a young’in growing up if a friend’s foot slipped, you run and put your arm around him and said, ‘looky here…there’s enough of you left to salvage, and I come to hep ya.’  Now a days if a friend’s foot slips a lot of us want to know, “What’d he do?!?  I ain’t gonna hep him!’  I called a brother deacon the other day, I said let’s go help a friend of ours, he’s in trouble.’  Deacon said, “I wanna know what the sorry devil done before I help him!’  I said, “Well let’s gather us up a bunch of rocks and go stone him!!!“

Wow.  I’m not sure I really need to expand on that.  Just remember Jerry’s line, “if a friend’s foot slipped, you run and put your arm around him and said, ‘looky here…there’s enough of you left to salvage, and I come to hep ya!’

Would that we could return to those days where we could see what’s worth salvaging in people around us and just come to ‘hep ’em’ instead of looking for rocks to carry with us.

The word “pause” is defined as “a temporary stop; a period of time in which something is stopped before it is started again.”  In our busy world, where success and worth are defined by what you do and produce, a pause is not exactly something we do well.

I am deeply grateful for a pause as I transition from Wesley UMC in Georgia to Chapelwood UMC in Houston, Texas.  But I do find moments each day when this pause causes me to feel like I’m not doing anything productive.  This is a struggle for all of us in our culture – many of us don’t do pauses well, which is why we don’t do Sabbath well.  Barbara Brown Taylor says that we only follow 8 of the 10 commandments today.  We gave up on graven images long ago.  And we don’t remember and observe Sabbath.

We don’t like pauses.  We just like the idea of pauses.

I think the greatest lesson we can learn this side of heaven is to pause and trust God that our worth and identity are not tied to what we do.  This is hard.  It is hard for me this summer.  But it is something we should all experience regularly.  The day will come for all of us when we will no longer be defined by what we do, who we are with, and what we produce.  Some of us enter that season kicking and screaming.  Others of us long for that day…until it arrives and we discover we don’t know how to live into an identity not defined by work or position.  Unfortunately, we never paused enough to realize who we are.

I continue to learn every day that I am defined by God alone.  Who I am and what I am worth are not rooted in a title, a job, a relationship, or what I produce.  It is humbling to see that  the world will continue to spin on its axis and God will still reign over all…even when I pause.  Trust grows when we pause.  Our vision clarifies when we pause…we see that God reigns over all (we forget that sometimes).  Our lives are changed when we pause…we become people of self-surrender rather than people of self-sufficiency.

 

Pause.

When is the last time you paused?