Who Cares Who You Voted for — Whom Do You Love?

The peculiar thing about living in a mass media culture is that we feel as if we know people we actually know nothing about, like Don, or Hillary, Barack, George Jr. and his good old dad, Ron, Bill, Beyonce, Oprah, Kim, Miley — the names are endless because so are the celebrities.

Beachside Diversions woman and child on ocean beach with nostalgia hat by Steve Henderson

People matter, and there are plenty of real ones with whom we personally interact each day. Why not focus on them? Beachside Diversions, original oil painting by Steve Henderson, licensed prints available at various retailers

On the quasi-Christian front there’s Billy, Frank, James, Tim, Joel, John, Joyce, Beth, although we might want to plop Pastor (or Doctor) in front to designate the spiritual and material separation between them and us (except for the women! No woman should be a pastor, right? Jesus said that somewhere, this we know, although it’s difficult finding where He used the term pastor in the first place . . . )

We have friends, on opposite ends of the political spectrum, who vehemently defend the words, lives, and actions of their particular political idol, and in order to maintain a relationship with them (we’ve never had the two in the same room, and suspect this to be a very bad idea indeed), stay off hot topics, like current events, politics, education, food, religion, technology, science, medicine, patriotism, foreign policy, finance, and anything to do with human relationships. It’s wise to block their Facebook posts.

So enamored are they of the person they address by one name, first or last, that their loyalty to a face on the screen exceeds what they grant to a friend, or family member — these latter someone they know well enough to get genuinely irritated with, because at some point during the day, we’ll mess up and do something to offend. But their idol — whom they know only through what they’re told by Bill or Glenn or Arianna or Thom — is perfect, and when he or she isn’t, well, what are friends for but to understand and forgive one another?

Somehow, I don’t think this is what Jesus meant when He told us to love our neighbors as ourselves, and in synthesizing the entire law and prophets into two statements, He simplified something that we insist upon keeping complicated.

The Harvesters two children picking grapes on a sunny autumn day by Steve Henderson

We can learn much from children, who tend to gravitate toward the things that matter. That is, until we teach them otherwise. The Harvesters, original oil painting by Steve Henderson.

We are to love one another.

Now before we jump to extending our feelings, emotions, loyalty, and sometimes money, to people we’ve never met and certainly wouldn’t be invited to eat (National Prayer) breakfast with, it might be good to look around us and see if there are any humans nearby whom we actually know: parents, children, and siblings come immediately to mind, and because they are so immediately at hand, we frequently discount their importance.

“Oh, I see them everyday,” we shrug. “It’s not like they’re important or anything; they’re just . . . family.”

Yes, they are just family, and if and when the wrenching day comes that they die and are no longer in our lives, nobody will be putting a flag at half-mast for them, because in the world’s eyes, they don’t really matter. But in our eyes, can we think of a single half-mast-flag-worthy personage who has left that depth of impact upon us? Media, religious, and political celebrities are names, personalities, flat, two-dimensional images whose essence is defined for us by newspapers, magazines, movies, talk-show commentary, videos, agents, speech writers, marketing managers, social media, and history books.

So why do we accord them so much of our love?

“By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another,” Jesus told His disciples — His very close friends — in John 13:35.  A few verses earlier, in 13:15, He says, “I have set you an example that you should do as I have done for you.”

He listened to them, He bore their shortcomings, He patiently taught, He loved them to the end (John 13:1). He knew them, because He spent time with them, and He addressed them by name.

These are actions we automatically take with the loved ones in our lives, because our commitment to each other transcends (or should transcend) our differences, foibles,  failures, and flops. Only when we are given really bad advice — like parenting tips from “experts,” or relationship instructions dictated by gurus who misapply Bible verses or commonsense — do we close our hearts, push away, and reject, actions we find acceptable because, for many Christians who listen to two-dimensional religious, political, and media celebrities, this is how God works.

But Jesus showed us how God works: He loves us, and wants us to do the same.

What better way to learn what love looks and feels like, than to practice on the people immediately around us?

Thank You

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Feel Like a Loser? You’re on Facebook Too Much

Frequently, we joke about things that actually matter to us. Perhaps this is because we are insecure with our ability to make sound judgment, based upon our intellect, acumen, and instinct. After all, we are trained from the cradle — at school, at work, at church, in the movies, on the news — to trust and accept the pronouncements of our experts, leaders, pastors, teachers, and guides.

Floral texture original oil painting, shabby chic daffodils in a glass by Steve Henderson

Our lives are fragile, delicate things, safe only in the hands of our Father who created us. Floral Texture, original oil painting by Steve Henderson

But an ability to reason and think is not dependent upon one’s social status, family name, or aptitude in raping profits from the masses, and when something doesn’t seem right to us, we are wise to listen to ourselves, even if no one else does.

One of the things we collectively joke about is our reaction to Facebook and other social media that put the lives of others — in all perfection, glory, and accomplished excellence — before us. If we’re not in a relationship, we feel bad because everyone else is. If we’ve got a job, it’s never as fulfilling as that of our “friends.” Even our children, or our pets, are the wrong shape, form, or personality type.

“My life sucks,” we say with a self-deprecating smile. “Isn’t that funny?”

No, it’s not, and the first truth we bring to our reasoning intellect is that social media is shallow, skimming just the surface of things, presenting an outer shell of people we know so distantly, we accept their carefully brushed shellac covering as representative of their entire being. We’ve done this with celebrities and politicians for years; now we do it with our acquaintances. (Generally, the people we know well enough to regularly communicate with, we are not fooled by. We are intimate enough to hear their real thoughts, and express back to them our own.)

Being Human

Quite recently, I was blindsided by a surging, pulsating sense of jealousy arising from an adventitious post by a person I superficially knew many years ago, and haven’t kept in touch with since. She had something I wanted, and not only that, everything about her was perfect: her hair, her clothes, her circumstances, her life.

“It’s unfair!” I cried to God. “Nothing is wrong with her life. NOTHING.”

Early Blossoms original watercolor painting of shabby chic flowers in glass

Our lives are short, fragile yet tough, capable of great beauty — but like flowers, we need light, water, nurture, and care. Early Blossoms, original watercolor by Steve Henderson

Even as I spoke I knew that, 1) I was being inaccurate and, 2) this way of thinking is not good, but there was one thing, to my unexpected gratification, I did not conclude:

“I shouldn’t say things like this! God will be angry with me. I must, before I can come before Him, conquer this evil jealousy within me. I cannot enter His Holy Presence with such unclean thoughts.”

Such is the training I received during years of church indoctrination, in which I was taught the subtle, slippery canons of men in place of the wisdom of God. “Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect,” (Matthew 5:48) someone is sure to advise, were I foolish enough to reveal my true thoughts to a stranger.

But God is no stranger; He is my almost shockingly and too often unbelievably loving Father, and as any good parent knows (or should know — there’s a tremendous amount of bad “Christian” parenting advice about demanding craven obedience from one’s children as a sign of their love), children are just that — children. They grow and learn by gentle teaching, not harsh rejection, and good parents are safe enough, accepting enough, wise enough, understanding enough, that a child can approach and say,

“I feel really angry with my brother. I know it’s not right, but I can’t conquer the feeling within me. What can I do?”

What parent, upon hearing this, would reply,

“Get out of my sight, vile creature, and don’t return until your attitude is right!”

Bad Parenting versus Good

Sadly, some do, but mercifully, God does not style His parenting techniques after the teachings of pop psychological Christian authors and radio show prattlers, or their foolish acolytes. He knows, though we often do not, that our growth into maturity is not something we can reach inside and get if only we try hard enough (false Christianity calls this “faith”), and our attempt to put on a front is just that: we deny our feelings and “act Christian,” which fools our Facebook and church acquaintances, and eventually, even ourselves, but not God.

“Tell me your feelings,” is His invitation to us. “I know them already. It is you, Child, who do not. Together we will work, and I will teach you how to understand your feelings, face them, change them, and because I am gentle and humble in heart, I will not beat you, or hurt you, or be disgusted by you.”

Or, as the apostle Paul puts it in Romans 8:1, “There is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus,” which means what it sounds like it means, regardless of innumerable Bible studies setting it in lofty heights of twisted theological contortions. The good news of the gospel, twisted theological contortions nudge us into missing, is that God cares for us, understands us, and embraces us.

We are His children, and He Loves Us.

Thank You

Thank you for joining me at This Woman Writes, where I hope to encourage you to think about the things you’ve been taught about God, and ask yourself, “Is this the kind of Person I want to believe in?” It’s a valid question, you know, and you’re perfectly in line with asking it, as well as seeking an answer.

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Got Jesus? Nope.

In a distressing oversight for which I have no excuse, I do not keep a gallon of Jesus sitting in my refrigerator.

“Got Jesus?”

Jesus is not something that we own, but a Person whom we know. Breakfast, original watercolor by Steve Henderson

Jesus is not something that we own, but a Person whom we know. Breakfast, original watercolor by Steve Henderson

I’m sure you’ve seen it, Quasi-Christianity’s not so subtle attempt to mimic an overworked slogan of corporate dairy interests. It’s not surprising, given the blend of church culture with business, that what we see on TV one day, we read on a church LED board the next. I recently passed billboard that asked, “Need prayer? Text (777) GodLuvU and our caring worship staff will pray for you.”

It would be sad if it weren’t so . . . sad. I remember back in our church attendance days the pressurized discussions from leadership on why we needed this latest technology or that because, we learned via Powerpoint and charts and colorful graphs, today’s savvy, modern people demand this. If they walk into a sanctuary and see something old fashioned, like a book, say, they immediately leave, because the Modern Christian wants to worship in the Modern Way.

Guess I’m not an MC. I always kind of liked people, talking to them and getting to know them in an informal fashion without interference from a spiritual facilitator (leader), but this was not the way Jesus worked in the settings we endured.

How Jesus Works

How Jesus works, I learned in a recent article, is by being a material product, something I can grasp and hold and own, but only if I exhibit enough faith to do so:

“I’ve got Jesus.

“Oh, yes, I’ve got Jesus. He’s mine. I’ve got my sweet Jesus.” Just how one acquires this Jesus, which sounds more like a Precious Moments statuette or something to be ordered through Amazon or GreatGiftsFromGod.com, the writer did not clarify, but given the incessant repetition of the theme —

“I’ve got Jesus. Jesus is mine. My sweet Jesus is my sweet Jesus mine,”

On the Beach ocean beach coastal painting of people walking

We get to know people by spending time with them, talking, asking questions, even disagreeing with one another. On the Beach, original oil painting by Steve Henderson

it must be possible, desirable, and necessary. The overall impression I received was that, for those of us who don’t associate the Son of God with an overworked advertising slogan, we are missing something in our relationship.

But there’s a problem about “getting” Jesus, not just limited to a lack of clear thought about what this phrase means. The problem with Jesus — actually, the really great thing about Jesus — is that He’s a person, like you and me, albeit a different sort of person in that we interact with Him on a spiritual, not physical (for now) basis.

Our means of knowing Him is just that: knowing Him, the same way we know the people around us whom we love. We spend time with them. We listen to what they say. We argue with them, as we try to understand their way of thinking, versus ours. We contribute to the conversation by talking about our fears, our desires, our wants, our hopes, our hurts, our anxieties. And Jesus, because He’s a good listener, listens to us, even though we frequently think He doesn’t because the things we ask for don’t happen the way we think we’d like.

The Real Jesus Listens

But in the Got Sweet Jesus world, our only hope in life doesn’t want to hear about our desires, wants, hopes, hurts, or anxieties, because He wants us to want Him so much, that nothing else matters. We become so spiritually At One with Him, that we no longer live, operate, think, or act like . . . human beings.

In place of asking Him questions, we are to just “love” Him; instead of going to Him with our deepest needs, we are to toss those aside as evidence that we “trust” Him; rather than struggle with our understanding of what He is like, we need to just “accept” Him, but the problem with this requirement is that we frequently don’t know who, or what, we’re accepting, especially if our primary, indeed, only, exposure to Him is what is taught in standard evangelical circles:

Jesus loves you, but only if you accept Him by following a specific series of steps. If you don’t — and there are millions and billions who don’t — then you head to hell, forever and ever and ever. But it’s not His fault, it’s yours, because by not following His rules, you’re showing that you don’t love Him enough, and there’s nothing He can do about that.

With an “understanding” like this, it’s no wonder that people are reduced to repeating a mantra, a mindless series of words that numb their mind into accepting the love of a person who doesn’t act anything near like an even nominally decent human person would act (and when this is pointed out, the inevitable response is: “But God’s ways are not our ways,” which is true, but only because His ways are supposed to be better than ours, not worse).

Jesus isn’t a product. He is not a gallon of milk. He is not reduced to a simplistic song or a bumper sticker slogan: He is a deep, complex, merciful, loving, accepting, gracious, incredible Person, and getting to know Him requires struggling with the misconceptions that we are taught about Him, misconceptions that we cannot see, analyze, questions, override, and get beyond when we can’t get beyond pagan babble:

“I love my Jesus, my Jesus mine, my sweet Jesus, so Divine — Don’t you love your Jesus too? If you don’t, what’s wrong with you?”

Thank You

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“And when you pray, do not keep on babbling like pagans, for they think they will be heard because of their many words.” Matthew 6:7.

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How Meaningful Is Your Job, and Your Life?

The other day I chatted with a young woman who was excited about her first “real” job, that of a counselor working with troubled and potentially suicidal clients.

Firefighter, commissioned watercolor painting by Steve Henderson.

Firefighter, commissioned watercolor painting by Steve Henderson.

“It’s good to be doing something that means something, you know?” she said to me. “Kind of like your daughter, who just became a firefighter. She’s doing something of value and worth to the community and humanity in general.”

“I understand what you’re saying,” I replied. “But all people, regardless of their job description, and whether or not they even have a job, have the potential to do something of value and worth to the community and humanity in general. Their day’s activity may not be associated with what we consider ‘meaningful’ work, but just by virtue of interacting, kindly and compassionately, with other people, we all have the ability to impact others.

“Otherwise, we have scores of people on the planet in danger of thinking that they don’t matter, because they’re not working the ‘right’ job.”

“Oh, yes, of course, of course,” she replied. “That’s very clear.”

Is it?

We as humans have a lamentable tendency of valuing the wrong things for the wrong reasons, assigning worth, prestige, pay scale, and commendation to some quarters and not to others, sometimes for reasons that are understandable, but just as often, other times for reasons that are not. And while there is exceptional merit, indeed, in being the first one in, and the last one out, in an emergency, even the merit of a firefighter is based upon more than our image of what he or she does while the time clock is running: it’s who they are, deep down and physically unseen, that makes the lasting, lifelong impact — upon their community, upon their family, upon their friends, upon strangers that they meet in the grocery store.

Within a 24-hour period, which every living human is given, we can do great things that look ordinary, but leave lasting results. Afternoon Tea by Steve Henderson, original painting and licensed print.

Within a 24-hour period, which every living human is given, we can do great things that look ordinary, but leave lasting results. Afternoon Tea by Steve Henderson, original painting and licensed print.

And it’s in who we are, deep down and physically unseen, that all of us have the potential of doing incredible good, astonishing bad, or something in between.

“The good man brings good things out of his good store of treasure, and the evil man brings evil things out of his evil store of treasure,” Jesus tells a group of Pharisees in Matthew 12:35. Many Christians, steeped in the teaching that we are mere worms deserving the wrath of God until, and even after, we lisp through the Four Spiritual Laws (authored by, not Christ, but Bill Bright of Campus Crusade for Christ), have difficulty accepting that we can be, and do good.

And yet oddly, we look at certain people and certain professions and accord an instantaneously worshipful stance toward what they do: missionaries are a special class of people, pastors are extra blessed, anyone in uniform deserves added respect, wealthy businessmen must be that way, surely, because they are blessed and honored by God.

But you? me? Anyone who just muddles through the day doing something unexcitingly ordinary?

We’re nothing, our jobs are meaningless, and our lives an extension of the fact.

But this is not what Jesus teaches.

It’s not a matter of assigning a number to this work or that, ranking one above another, or one person’s life below another. Those of us who call ourselves Christians are not called, and have never been called, to treat others in accordance with their perceived station in life — indeed, James 2:2-4 expresses disapprobation toward favoring a rich man and denigrating a poor one, an attitude accepted within globalized, Americanized, societal “culture.”

When we find ourselves addressing our work, or others’ work, on the same continuum of standards, we belie Christ’s words, teaching as doctrines the commandments of men (Mark 7:7).

My friend, if you are a human being, you matter. You have been given, by the creator of all people, interests, skills, the ability to reason, and the capacity to love, listen, care, understand, show compassion, refrain from judging, and just be there when some other human being is hurting.

When we do this, regardless of what we do to earn money to pay for food on the table, we perform great, meaningful, lasting acts.

Thank You

Thank you for joining me at This Woman Writes. It is time that we, as Christians, stop thinking like peer-pressured school children and take our place in the household of our Father. We are His sons and daughters, and we have work to do.

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The Lost Christians of America

If you underwent any sort of Christian religious conversion, you probably took few breaths as a new, spiritual babe in the kingdom of God before you were plonked on a pew to begin absorbing all you need to know to live your life in Jesus. We are vaccinated with conventionalized Billy Graham teachings, one of which is, “Get those new believers into a church where they can be nurtured.”

The Traveler woman in hat with guidebook in Paris by Steve Henderson

Still confused about God, Christ and Christianity? That’s okay — it’s the people who say they have all the answers, and assure us there is no need to keep looking, who cause travelers to be lost.

Or, as it says on Graham’s own training site for pastors who promote his events:

“The Festival process is designed to bring new believers into churches where their spiritual growth is encouraged. New Christians add vitality to congregational life and worship.”

(As an aside, new bodies tend to bring in new money as well, but it’s not . . . Christian to talk about finances. If we did, we might ask why celebrity Christians, and their “ministries,”  are so monetarily blessed.)

But back to Graham’s, not God’s, coaching, and what the church “nurturing” of new, and old, believers tends to teach:

  1. Attend service regularly. If you love God, you will want to be in His house. (Funny. I thought the Jewish Temple was destroyed, replaced by something, or Someone, better.)
  2. Read your Bible. And since it’s probably too difficult for you, make sure to be part of a small group for this. An elder or pastor or other leader will be able to “direct” your studies. (Nurturing 101.)
  3. Tithe. This is how you show your trust in God. (For all that we talk about grace and Christ’s fulfillment of the law, church Christians are heavily steeped in Old Testament doctrine, with the injunction to tithe being far and away the religious establishment’s favorite commandment. Jesus mentioned a couple that He thought more important [Mark 12:30-34].)
  4. Do not ask difficult questions. This is doubt, and doubt is sin. (One of the first questions older children and teenagers ask — if they haven’t been trained yet to stay silent — is, “How can a loving God condemn someone who has never heard of Him, and couldn’t possibly hear of Him, to hell?” Another logical one is, “Why would God create something that He hates so much that it’s (we’re) damned?” Oh, and, “God tells us in no uncertain terms to forgive — but He Himself doesn’t seem willing to do that, insisting upon the death of an innocent sacrifice. Why does He live by different standards than He expects us to?” My own son asked similar questions, quite genuinely, in a junior high Bible study. He was quickly shushed, and we were alerted that he was a bad influence on others.)
  5. Obey your leaders. God has set up a strict, inflexible hierarchy, and you must accept your place — generally near the bottom — in it. (While this is an ersatz teaching of groups like Bill Gothard’s Basic Life Principles, it doesn’t look much like, well, Jesus’s teachings [Matthew 20:25-28].)

I could go on, but if you’ve attended church for any length of time and tried to correlate what you’re told with the concept of a loving, merciful, gracious Father, one who is embodied in the story of the prodigal son (Luke 15:11-32), you may get a bit frustrated. And if your central nurturing consists of items 1-5 above, you may feel reluctant to admit — often years after you began the journey — that you don’t know what this is all about, you’re not sure what the answers are and are dissatisfied with the ones that you’re given, and you’re feeling a bit . . . lost.

Cadence inspirational oil painting of young woman on ocean beach in pink dress by Steve Henderson

If you stick to the wide, smooth highways, you’ll never go anyplace interesting. Cadence, original oil painting by Steve Henderson also available as licensed print at Fulcrum Gallery, Art.com, iCanvas, and more.

Because we’re not so supposed to be lost, right? Not as Christians!

But, as author J.R.R. Tolkien says in his Lord of the Rings Trilogy, “Not all those who wander are lost.”

Indeed, it is those who are moving, those who are traveling, those who are walking to new places and discovering new things, who frequently find themselves confused, wondering just where they are. The more they seek, the more they find that there is to find. The more questions they ask, they more questions they find that there are to ask.

When we stay within a group, whether that group is a gaggle of 8th grade girls or a “community of believers” in a church, we are subtly but inexorably influenced to not disturb the status quo of that group: sadly, peer pressure does not end when we accept our high school diploma.

In our work, in our schools, in our shopping, in our movies, in our political arena, in our churches, we are relentlessly and unremittingly instructed in what and how to think, so much so that it takes us a long time — and some people never do wake up — to realize that our thoughts are frequently not our own, but simply weak infusions of Things We’ve Been Told.

So it is with our Christianity:

“This is what the church fathers said.”

“This is the doctrine of our church.”

“Jesus said it’s so.”

The most effective, and dangerous, counterattacks to propaganda, false teaching, and indoctrination are

  1. Questioning what we’re told,
  2. Finding resources and reading for ourselves (this includes the Bible),
  3. Praying — directly to God — for wisdom, and
  4. Trusting that He will answer that prayer, and has given us enough intelligence to think for ourselves.

I guarantee that, when you do this, you will eventually feel lost, because one of the first results of questioning the tenets we’re taught is the realization that they’re not necessarily true.

But keep going — keep questioning, keep researching, keep praying, keep trusting, keep wandering — and you will find yourself in a better place than where you started. And then you keep going from there.

Thank You

Thank you for joining me at This Woman Writes. By the way, if the questions about God and hell are ones that have always bothered you, find a copy of the book, The Nature of the Atonement: Four Views by James Beilby (Editor) and Paul R Eddy (Editor) and start there. As one of the contributors said, the majority of American Christians have only heard one version of why Jesus died and rose again.

Wouldn’t you think that, in all those Sunday School classes you’ve endured, someone would have mentioned that there are valid, alternative ways of looking at things?

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Something to Remember When You Feel Afraid

Just a thought for today. I’ll let Emerson, and the image, speak for themselves.BoldInnocence.Emerson

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The Christian Worship of Numbers

In a society controlled by corporations, one in which people equal units and units equal money, numbers reign supreme. After all, the more people who respond to your ad, attend your seminar, vote for your candidate, or attend your church, the more money that is generated for your business, your stockholders, your management team, or your owners.

Where are treasure is, there our heart will be also.

Where our treasure is, there our heart will be also.

Christians are alive and well in this worship of numbers. As any visiting missionary drumming up support can attest, “souls saved,” “people reached,” or “local population participating in Ministry Outreach A,” is a major factor in releasing funds, with things like, “hurting people we’ve listened to,” or, “amount of hours we spend interacting with human beings and forming meaningful relationships” not really worthy of investment. If it can’t be counted, it doesn’t, well, count.

Churches themselves qualify their success rate by the number of regulars as well as new attendees, although regarding the latter, a plus factor of 2 families in Church A generally results in a 2-family decrease from Church B. Mega-churches, with their age- and economically segregated groups and programs, garner more respect from men (and, it is assumed, from God) than small, scrabbly little assemblages, which themselves keep weekly tabs of who showed up for “worship” service, Adult and Family Fellowship, and mid-week small groups, not to mention paying strict attention to financial contributions.

And the Pew Research Forum, which for some reason is accepted as the voice of authority regarding all things religious, regularly releases the numbers with carefully guided interpretations — U.S. Public becoming less religious by “key measures of what it means to be a religious person.”

The Numbers Game

People equal units, and units equal money — this is the way the world goes round, it is the system upon which the world thrives, and while we as Christians live in this environment, we are not called to embrace it as warmly as we do.

God is not counting the number of Likes on His Facebook, retweets on His Twitter, hits on His blog, or dollars in His bank account, this latter, presumably, managed by a series of celebrity Christians and internationally sanctioned, globally approved God-invoking corporations that reach the world, or families, or workers, or any other pseudonym for the masses of units that are nameless, faceless, and void of significance other than their paltry supply of copper coins.

The Hair Pin inspirational original charcoal painting of woman sitting at table by Steve Henderson

We know our number of social media followers; God counts the hairs upon our head. The Hair Pin, original charcoal by Steve Henderson.

In a world such as this, where numbers dominate because they translate into dollars, there is no room for ordinary, unimportant people like fishermen or women who draw water from a well. Frankly, we are unable to command those numbers and corresponding respect which are the principle signs, we are told, that the gospel is getting out there, and people being reached. Better to support the fine, established, large ministries, foundations, and conventions which successfully reach the world for Christ in a way that we individuals could never do. For convenience, regular payments can be billed directly through our credit or debit cards.

But is this God’s view?

“Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies?” Jesus asked the crowd in Luke 12:6.

“Yet not one of them is forgotten in God’s sight. But even the hairs of your head are all counted.

“Do not be afraid; you are of more value than many sparrows.”

God does not count people the way we do, nor does He focus on numbers — how much we make, how many people we “reach,” the percentage of chairs filled each church service — as a means of worth or value. Tellingly, it is the number of hairs on each of our individual heads — something over which we have no control — that matters: our names, our dreams, our fears, our hopes, our needs. Indeed, the few times large numbers are mentioned in the gospels (5,000 or 4,000 men, a quantity now shrugged as minor when it comes to social media followers), the central point was His concern for people:

“I have compassion for the crowd, because they have been with me now for three days and have nothing to eat.” (Mark 8:2)

Putting Numbers in Perspective

The number three is kind of important because that’s a long time to go without eating much. And while 5,000 men and attendant women and children could generate a decent amount of cash if each family gave the equivalent of today’s dollar to hear Jesus teach, He never made it His business to treat His Father’s message as a business.

God’s business doesn’t have to do with generating money or amassing numbers; it has to do with individual people, and in that respect, there is no better way to meaningfully reach individual people than one by one, something each of us, as individuals, is uniquely poised to do.

“My friends, you have died to the law through the body of Christ, so that you may belong to another, to him who has been raised from the dead in order that we may bear fruit for God.” (Romans 7:4)

Paul’s argument to the Romans, while it says much that we pay little attention to regarding grace versus the constant drive to please, and appease, God, also directs us to leave behind the ways, the wisdom, and the wiles of the world — this world that relies so heavily upon numbers, statistics, quantities, Likes, reposts, indexes, and votes as a means to judge worth.

In Christ, we exchange the slavery of the world of men, with its drive to create wealth (for a few) and control nations (by a few), for the teachings and the life of God who walked on earth: one man who died for the many so that the many could be free.

That is our central message to others, but if we don’t get it ourselves, if we find ourselves trying to reconcile the world’s values with God’s, what is the good news that we are speaking?

Thank You

Thank you for joining me at This Woman Writes. The further I walk on an extremely narrow path, the more I realize that “not fitting in” — at school, at work, at church, within any group — is a sign that we’re listening to different music than the rest of the crowd. Step away from the noise, and see if you can hear that music.

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Do You Suspect That You Don’t Matter?

Truth drops into our laps when we chit chat.

During one such light conversation, a business colleague mentioned her frustration in dealing with a quasi-non-profit organization — ostensibly out to help small businesses — that runs just like a government bureaucracy. Her numerous attempts to connect and join were impeded by the failure of the director to respond back.

The Hair Pin inspirational original charcoal painting of woman sitting at table by Steve Henderson

The realization that, despite the honeyed words of corporations, religious establishments, and government officials, we really don’t matter to them, comes as a slow surprise to many of us. The Hair Pin, original charcoal painting by Steve Henderson

“You know what it feels like, when you begin to suspect that you don’t matter?” she asked.

Oh, yes. Anybody who lives in the United States, or, since we’re globalized, a corporation-controlled environment that enforces excessive rules and regulations against individuals by harnessing the power of government, knows what it feels like to be ignored, overruled, not listened to, overlooked, quantified and qualified, and set into the back of a long queue.

Life, for normal people, consists of not mattering. So prevalent is this condition that we see it as normal, this hierarchy of humanity ranging from important and significant at the pinnacle of the pyramid, to a series of shoulders at the base to hold up the weight of it all. And though we grumble about it, though we don’t like the vague sensation that our lives, our loves, our hopes, our hurts are meaningless to those who impose their will to determine how we live, we give up and give into it.

“Work Harder!”

“I must not matter because I don’t deserve to,” we tell ourselves, falling for the lie that those who rule — whether they’re our managers at work, “public” “servants,” political officials supposedly elected to do the will of the people (which people?), or titled members in the local church — do so because they are better, smarter, and more hardworking than we (and, in the case of the religious elite, more “faithful”).

Whether those who rule are maverick entrepreneurs whose bold climb to the financial top is lauded from magazine covers (and while the inside article gushes about the successful person’s “vision,” “authenticity,” “aggressive intelligence,” and “purposeful drive,” it rarely mentions small, but important matters like investment capitol from connections and family wealth), or whether those earthly kings are celebrity Christians who meet with presidents and popes, purporting to speak for all believers and Christ Himself, we are fools when we give them the keys to our hearts, convinced that they hold the keys to the kingdom, of man or God.

You Are the One inspirational original painting of couple in red car hugging by New York skyline by Steve Henderson

As difficult as it is to comprehend, God sees each one of us as a unique, precious individual. It’s as if He were whispering, “You are the one.” You Are the One, original oil painting by Steve Henderson.

“If the world hates you, be aware that it hated me before it hated you,” Jesus tells His disciples in John 15:18. “If you belonged to the world, the world would love you as its own.”

Belonging to the world involves following its rules, generally unwritten because those who write them secure an advantage by keeping the masses — you, me — struggling to understand and figure out the system. In the world, “networking” replaces friendship or family, “promoting one’s personal brand” is the substitute for loving one’s neighbor as oneself, working smarter and harder is the ultimate solution, as opposed to humbling ourselves before our Father and God, secure that He loves us and will guide our steps.

Anyone dumb enough to say that latter in a company party will be told that he’s lazy and unwilling to do the work necessary to succeed. Actually, anyone dumb enough to say that in a church setting will be told the same thing.

We Worship Efficiency

“The cravings of the sluggard will be the death of him, because his hands refuse to work,” (Proverbs 21:25) is the rejoinder, or more likely, some other paraphrase, not always correct, that involves the book of Proverbs and the word, “sluggard.” Establishment church Christians have bought, joyfully, the party pack of religion and business which teaches that nothing come free, God expects us to work for what we get, and He rewards those who stay late, pray early, hustle at work, and bustle in the church. It is a sad thing for them that, “God helps those who help themselves,” is not an actual Bible verse.

But 1 Corinthians 1:26 is:

“Consider your own call, brothers and sisters; not many of you were wise by human standards, not many were powerful, not many were of noble birth.”

It is a reminder to us that yes, by mankind’s standards, most human beings really don’t matter; my business friend trying to secure the attention of a socially and professionally inept bureaucratic director was correct in her assessment that to him, she doesn’t matter. In the same way, when we are chatting with someone in an after-church setting, especially if he is she is a Someone, who glances briefly over our shoulder in mid-conversation and abruptly cuts off the encounter to network with another, we have been summarily put in our place.

On one hand, it’s depressing, but on the other hand, it drives us to a better option: instead of securing the praises of men — which are shallow, fickle, and dependent upon factors that change with the whims of the elite who make them — we are safe in seeking what we’re looking for — acceptance, security, guidance, and the assurance that we matter — from God.

“As the Father has loved me, so I have loved you,” Jesus says in John 15:9. “Abide in my love.”

And from there, Christ did not instruct that we network, mentor, strategize, self-brand, promote, work as a team, communicate for mutual benefit, interact intentionally, or be proactive, but rather, that we love one another as He has loved us (John 15:12).

Because the love of God — which we receive from Him and show to one another — is the only valid, tangible, “authentic,” and real evidence that we matter.

Thank You

Thank you for joining me at This Woman Writes. I find it alarming that so many Christians think they can combine the concepts of the corporate business world with the teachings of God. But since that’s what they’re taught — at school, at work, on social media, in the movies, and at church — it’s no surprise.

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The Titled Aristocracy of the American Church

I ran across a pastor’s money blog the other day that was talking about (shrewd) techniques, (clever) schemes, and (subtly controlling) tactics to increase church giving because, as church leaders know, those headstrong, disobedient, and immature lay members are penurious and miserly little moppets. If you don’t watch them, they’ll go out and spend the little after-tax money they have on decent food, a package of new underwear, and maybe some extra gas for the car so they can take a Sunday drive. (Who are they to eat organic, when there are Adult Educational materials to be purchased? Boxed mac and cheese is good enough for the masses.)

Christ never called us to lord our skills, abilities, and influence over our brothers and sisters. Louis XIV King of France by Hyacinthe Rigaud (1701)

Christ never called us to lord our skills, abilities, position, and influence over our brothers and sisters. Louis XIV King of France by Hyacinthe Rigaud (1701)

What I enjoyed most about this article, which was, actually, very little, was the insight into Leadership’s brain: the writer described how, when regular giving took a slump (lousy economy, anyone?), he called all the titled members to a meeting to strategize and mobilize command.

(By the way, there’s a reason we increasingly use militarized and business terminology to describe actions taken by and within the establishment church. Are those people, still passive in the pews, comfortable with this?)

But back to the paragraph before the parenthesis: the concept of “titled members” was a new one to me, at least when one is (purportedly) discussing the (supposedly) egalitarian status of the body of Christ. Generally, the word “titled” is coupled with the word “aristocracy” or “nobility,” describing a set of people who presume the right to rule for no other reason than that they were born into a family that has already wrested enough power to do so.

A Spiritual Pyramid Scheme

And while we easily see this attitude within politics, finance, and even the national celebrity Christian scene (quick quiz: think of a celebrity Christian leader who has a relative following in his footsteps), I had not realized that the attitude of privilege and prerogative had so openly announced itself within individual church’s inner circles.

Light Reading inspirational original watercolor painting of woman reading book

While we’re all reading the same book, it’s amazing the different impressions — on major topics — that different people pick up. Light Reading, original watercolor painting by Steve Henderson

Who are these “titled members”? Even the most conceited and presumptuous of the leadership sect are reluctant to adopt titles like “Apostle” and “Prophet” (although we do, apparently, have some self-imposed modern-day ones), but “Pastor,” “Elder,” “Deacon,” who get extra points when they have “Dr.” in front of their names, come to mind along with “Administrative Head,” “Principal Worship Leader,” “Senior Associate Ministry Consultant,” and other such nomenclature that serves to divide the Do’s from the Don’t Do’s, or the Haves, from the Have Nots.

A Lead Deaconess or two may be allowed in the meeting as token representative of the ewes of the flock, but we all know that women aren’t really leaders. They are, however, excellent with children and sick people, as well as with all matters to do with cleaning, and we don’t want to infringe on their areas of expertise.

Whoever these titled persons were, they are called to do what titled persons in finance, politics, education, entertainment, and religion do on a national basis, and that is discuss how to push, prod, pull, and manipulate the untitled persons into giving, serving, submitting, supporting, and acquiescing because, as any leader knows, all pyramids have a big base at the bottom, and that base supports the top.

But is this how the body of Christ is meant to work?

All Are Called to Humility

Did the apostles — the real ones, not the ones on TV — see other believers as sheep and drones and recalcitrant children who had to be told, firmly but not necessarily directly, what to do, because if they weren’t, the lesser of God’s children are so stupid that nothing of worth would get done?

Is the kingdom of God set up like a corporation, with a few stockholders and CEOs, too much middle management, and a swarm of expendable workers?

Well, while the substitutionary kingdom looks, talks, and quacks increasingly like big business, the real thing, the kingdom with Christ at its head, runs on values that — quaintly archaic as they seem — are meant to work.

“Do you understand what I have done for you?” Jesus asked the disciples in John 13:12, after He had washed their feet.

“You call me Teacher and Lord — and you are right, for that is what I am. So if I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also ought to wash one another’s feet. For I have set you an example, that you also should do as I have done to you.” 

Increasingly, within modern church aristocracy, there is little reluctance among leaders to adopt the title of “Lord,” in its more socially appropriate forms (Pastor, Reverend, Doctor, Evangelist), but that irritating little aspect of washing one another’s feet is far more difficult for men who love preeminence to accept. Surely Christ didn’t mean for all men, and women, to interact as true equals, as if hourly workers were on a par with salaried executives, or fishermen the same as a leader of the synagogue.

Or did He?

If you are a Christian who fancies yourself a leader, it would be wise to consult often with our mutual Father, asking Him for the vast quantity of humility necessary to lead, and teach, and shepherd, well.

And if you are one of the many untitled persons, or even one of a lesser title who battles feelings of insecurity about your allotted ministry, then do not leave your brain, and your right to self-govern, in exchange for the bulletin at the door.

Thank You

Thank you for joining me at This Woman Writes, where my prayer is that ordinary, regular, real Christians who have no problem recognizing themselves as such will wake up to the lies we are taught, and will quit making idols of mere men.

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Housewives, Unemployed, and Other Invisible People

We live in a society that validates — or condemns — people based upon the title of their occupation, and how much they make doing it.

Madonna and Toddler inspirational original oil painting of mother and child by Steve Henderson, licensed wall art home decor at icanvas, framed canvas art, amazon, and framedart.com

Children are so undervalued in our society that anyone who cares for them is considered worthless. Madonna and Toddler, original oil painting by Steve Henderson, sold; licensed wall art home decor at amazon, framed canvas art, icanvas, and framedart.com

To this end, we are conditioned to see people like doctors, lawyers, priests, U.S. postal workers, and teachers (it sounds like the list you were given as a child — from which to choose when asked, “What do you want to be when you grow up?”) as valid, estimable people because they have real jobs that make a proper amount of money, although, even within these psychologically legitimate, acceptable occupations, participants struggle with their worth by comparing how much they make, versus how much “other people” make. This, in a corporately-controlled, oligarchical society, is the basic definition of who has reason, purpose, and meaning to live.

And then there are those others: homemakers come immediately to mind, mindless drones and drains on society, we are told, because “anyone” can fold laundry and change diapers, and who do these women think they are in staying at home while other people are working? Obviously, they can only do so because their spouses are doctors, lawyers, U.S. Postal workers, or teachers, although probably not priests.

Retired people are sort of useless, too, although if they’re retired from a high-paying job and/or enjoy a pension, then they’ve paid their own way. If they worked a “low-end” job all their lives and find themselves financially strapped, then they should go out and get a part-time position as a retail greeter so we don’t have to listen to their money woes. It was their fault, in the first place, that they didn’t get the right education to get the right job. (This particular spin keeps those degree factories busy, churning out graduates who eventually discover that there is not a vibrant economy out there, insatiably demanding people with their degrees.)

Unemployed and underemployed people — many of whom find themselves that way through no choice of their own — are intrinsically thought to be lazy because, really, if they had enough smarts or willingness to work, they wouldn’t be unemployed, right?

Human Value, versus Money

Our  virtually indistinguishable news and entertainment media only exacerbate the problem by yammering on about those lazy poor people who abuse the system, while the rest of us work. (Nobody, ever, looks to the system itself and asks why some people are able to so abuse it, but others are not. Could it be that the university degreed administrators and managerial developers of government programs created something that is designed to not sensibly and effectively work?)

Preening, inspirational original charcoal of young woman with beautiful back pulling up her hair by Steve Henderson

Human beings have value and worth simply because we are human beings, made in the image of God. Preening, original charcoal by Steve Henderson

The end result, in a society that extols money and position (both of which are much easier to command when born into a family that already possesses them in excess) as the definition of one’s worth, is exactly that: we judge, harshly, people by how much they make, and what they do. It’s extremely convenient, really, since it means that we don’t have to waste time loving our brother as ourselves, because if our brother didn’t, by societal rules, work as hard as we did, or make the right decisions about when and where to go to school, or invest smartly in the right places at the right time, then we don’t need to help him, or even feel compassion toward his plight, because he deserves every (bad) thing he gets.

One can’t help but think that Jesus wouldn’t see things this way.

“Foxes have dens and birds have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head,” Jesus told an enthusiastic potential follower in Luke 9:58. Born into a poor family, the Son of Man and the Son of God never distinguished Himself by His occupation, gated home address, societal status, income, title, or company that He kept. Indeed, the label He was given was,

” . . . a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners,” (Matthew 11:19), something far less impressive than “successful businessman,” “sharp financier,” “rising politician,” “eminent scientist,” “religious leader,” or “news analyst.” (Interestingly, if one does belong to any of these prestigious positions, it’s perfectly acceptable to be a covert glutton or a drunkard; it’s only when one’s job is part-time, at minimum wage, that eating and drinking habits become an additional attestation against one’s intrinsic worth.)

What Defines Us?

Seriously, people on this planet, we must get this one through our heads: what we do as our occupation, especially concomitant with how much we make at it, does NOT define who and what we are.

We are not successful because we are wealthy. Nor are we failures because we are monetarily poor.

We are not intelligent because we hold a university degree.

We are not brave because of a series of medals emblazoned across our chest.

We are not authoritative protectors of the weak because of the gun hanging on our belt.

We are human beings, with all the positives and negatives associated with that state: we can be greedy, selfish, unkind, demanding, judgmental, perverse, thoughtless, crafty, cunning, and hateful, and we can also be kind, compassionate, meditative, loving, generous, trusting, merciful and gentle: how much money we make, or what our title is, or whether or not anyone recognizes our name in a Tweet, are not the factors that affect who we are, and how we live — although, admittedly, the more money, power, and fame we command, the easier it is to slip into the first list, simply because those around us are more tolerant about our doing so.

We are made in the image of God, male and female He created us (Genesis 1:27), and as children of God, we have an Elder Brother who is the firstborn among the dead (Colossians 1:18) who goes to prepare a place for us (John 14:3), where the rules on this planet, under which we struggle now, do not apply.

As Christians, let us do our best to not join the forces of darkness in applying those planetary rules, upon ourselves, or others. It is not our Father, but another father, who makes them.

Thank You

Thank you for joining me at This Woman Writes where I write about Christianity, and religion. The two are very separate things, and what we learn in churches, and from celebrity Christians, and through pop-Christian books, frequently has little to do with the truth.

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