+ Some Quotes +

A trinity of quotes today. 

One from a scientist. One from a philosopher. And the final from a priest. Somehow they speak to the foundation I sense I’m standing on. It is, to be sure, a weak foundation.  I’m not looking for a strong or obscenely certain one.  The weakness of the foundation is as weak as Love itself–something that calls to us, that draws us, urging us to be fall forward, to take the leap, propelling us ahead, but without force. In the end my affirmation is a simple one, to quote Gianni Vattimo when asked if he still “believed”, he answered “I believe so.”  I believe that I believe. 

You have a choice… I don’t think anyone can prove that God exists or that God doesn’t exist–we’re in an area far to deep for mere proof…a big fundamental question like belief in God (or disbelief) is not settled by a single argument. It’s too complicated for that. What one has to do is consider lots of different issues and see whether or not the answers one gets add up to a total picture that makes sense–but also gives meaning, beauty, depth, joy and hope.  In other words do you like the panting that you’ve just created or not?–Polkinghorne, pg 36


Who do I love when I love my God?  I love this question because it assumes that anybody worth their salt loves God. If you do not love God what good are you?  You are too caught up in the meanness of self-love and self-gratification to be worth a tinker’s damn. Your soul soars only with a spike in the Dow Jones Industrial average; your heart leaps only at the prospect of a new tax break. The devil take you.  Religion is for lovers, for men and women of passion, for real people with real passion for something other than utilitarian gains, people who believe on something, who hope like mad in something, who love something with a love that surpasses understanding…but again, we must ask then “Who do I love when I love my God?”(Caputo, pg 2)


Dear friend, being beloved is the origin and fulfillment of the life of the spirit.  I say this because as soon as we catch a glimpse of this truth, we are put on a journey in search of the fullness of that truth and we will not rest until we rest in that truth.  From the moment we claim the truth of being beloved we are faced with the call to become who we are.  Becoming the Beloved is the spiritual journey we have to make. (Nouwen, pg 41)

If God Will Send His Angels

Starting the morning out being spiritually formed by U2:

…God has got his phone off the hook
Babe would he even pick up if he could?
It’s been a while since we saw that Child
Hangin’ round this neighbourhood
See His Mother dealing in a doorway
See Father Christmas with a begging bowl
Jesus sister’s eyes are blistered …
THE HIGH STREET never looked so low

It’s the blind leading the blond
It’s the cops collecting for the cons
So where is the hope and where is the faith … and the love?
What’s that you say to me
Does love… light up your Christmas tree?
The next minute you’re blowing a fuse
And the cartoon network turns into the news
Jesus never let me down
You know Jesus used to show me the score
Then they put Jesus in show business
Now it’s hard to get in the door

It’s the stuff it’s the stuff of country songs
But I guess it was something to go on



A Movement

Life in the way of Jesus requires movement…a change of mind, a renewing of thought and feeling and choice.  It’s what Jesus and His earliest disciples called “repentance”.  

Any of us who seek to live an integrated life, filled with balance and beauty, transcendence and truth, the experience of more and of mystery, first must move.

A friend recently pointed out something interesting,  ” Jesus said “Follow me” before penetecost, and [his disciples] followed. In other words, we are called to follow the Lord before we are ’empowerd’ from on high. In a sense, the ’empowerment’ is a result of obedience.”

To me, that is a description of faith.  And movement is often a step of faith, a leap forward into inky blackness.  

Today I’m touched that people might want to join in that movement:

A movement from isolation to solitude,

from individualism to the personal

from self to others

from the corporate to community.

A Song for the Church

Achtung Baby (by U2) was an album full of sex and drama…and also double meanings many of which were aimed at the Church.  For me, this song, almost every line of it, is a song for the church.  I would love to play this at an alt.worship event.

Check it:

Taking a Break…sort of

hey friends…

Well, I’m taking a bit of a break…nothing extravagent.

Here’s what I’ll be working on:

1) Finishing edits on the manuscript I’ve been working on for the last year.

2) Putting together a proposal for a non-fiction book celebrating the spirituality of absence, randomness, compost, complexity and absolutely everything in between.

3).  Working with TheOOZE.com to connect great material with great people (I help as an advertising consultant), working with intoLIFE/Dayspring Ministries, working on a new aggregate community to be unveiled in October (mums the word on this one, but it’s going to be grrrrreat!).

4).  Volunteering time and energy with Restoring Eden (a group of environmentally conscious Christ followers) and Bread for the World (a grassroots political advocacy group aiming to global hunger and poverty)

5).  Visiting friends in and around Portland to see how they engage faith and culture in their own peculiar contexts. Can’t wait to visit, Evergreen more, The Bridge, Old Growth, and various home groups.

6). Discerning clear next steps as Jessie and I, together with Ransom and Judah, move into this new phase of our lives.

7). Painting, reading, poeting, training our new dog Gatsby, and listening to good tunes…



Evangelical Positivism

Positivism: a delusion that imagines we can know the past or participate in the present without any interference from your own personal and social situation as knower.

Evangelical Positivism is the same thought as above; the idea that we can look into a clear glassy pool of water and not also see our own reflection…but now add to it the Holy Spirit, as if He were some great trump card that erases our experience, our biases, our predispositions, and enables us to be detached and purely spontaneous creatures.

Being Spiritually Formed by U2

Eliacin made a comment this last weekend about not “depending on U2 for our spiritual formation”.  I thought it was hilarious then and I still do.  Honestly I’m trying not to be…but maybe it was that comment…somehow I ended up going back and listening to Achtung Baby, Zooropa, and Pop…I love those albums…Most people think that Zooropa and Pop represent tremendous downshifts in U2’s career, I do not.  There was something honest about the pretenciousness involved in the overlayered melody and sensual lyrics.  Not only was it complexly authentic (everybody’s trying to be something else…something other…that is the reality…all the alt. kid’s who dress different like everybody else, the anti consumer’s who have the same lingo that they pick up from others, the pop music lovers who listen exclusively to the same beats…we’re all wanna be’s in someway…but what are we wanting to be?), but I think these albums articulate a faith and experience of yearning that I find real and true.  If you care to, check em out again.  Here’s the lyrics that are causing me to “turn inward” this morning.

Pop (1997)

You get to feel so guilty
Got so much for so little
Then you find that feeling
Just won’t go away

You’re holding on to every little thing so tightly
‘Til there’s nothing left for you anyway

You can keep this suit of lights
I’ll be up with the sun
I’m not coming down
I’m not coming down
I’m not coming down

You wanted to get somewhere so badly
You had to lose yourself along the way
You change your name, well that’s okay, it’s necessary
And what you leave behind you don’t miss anyway

You can keep this suit of lights
I’ll be up with the sun
I’m not coming down
I’m not coming down
I’m not coming down

‘Cause I’m already gone
Felt that way all along
Closer to you every day
I didn’t want it that much anyway

You’re taking steps that make you feel dizzy
Then you learn to like the way it feels
You hurt yourself you hurt your lover
Then you discover
What you thought was freedom is just greed

And it’s emotional
Good night…
I’ll be up with the sun
You’re still holding on
I’m not coming down
I’m not coming down
I’m not coming down