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Being “With It”

One illusion, among many, that I entertain as a 77 year old man is that I am “with it”. You know what I mean. I have a handle on what’s going on in the world around me. I am hip, whatever that means. A year or so ago, I even created a single word name for myself, like Prince, Beyoncé et al.

“phaZe”

It has not really caught on but, there is still time, I hope. I consider my self to be technologically astute. Additionally, I’m culturally informed, able to occasionally drop some cool terminology in conversations with younger people. It is a point of pride that I am well read. Left to my own devices, I can feel pretty good about being “with it” at 77.

An important trait necessary for living a healthy, productive life is the ability to engage in self-examination. A painful but necessary exercise. I suspect you are thinking, I need dose of self-examination. Yes I do and so do all of us.

Recently, I had an opportunity for self-examination of my “with it” when I came across an article listing the best selling fiction of the past decade. Being well read, I was confident that my reading experience would be mirrored in that list. I would appreciate it if you would participate in the same exercise. Just take a minute or so to make your list of best selling fiction over the past ten years. Then look at the article’s list HERE.

For me, reading that list was bad news, good news. The bad news was I had read only four of the books listed. The good news was none of them were the top sellers. From that perspective, I’m definitely not “with it”. If your reading list matched up, then we need to talk.

Here are some things I’m thinking after that exercise:

  • Being “with it” may not always be a good thing.
  • What is the cost of being “with it”?
  • Being “with it” is important/essential in relating to others.”I have become all things to all people so that by all possible means I might save some.
  • Maybe I need to redefine what being “with it” means.
  • It occurs to me that “being with it” is the primary goal of many people and organizations.

Have a great day

phaZe

Things this old man thinks about

Today is my first post in a new category entitled “Things this old man thinks about” It is my intention to share occasional thoughts that cross my mind, mostly in a random fashion. I realize this carries some significant risk, but transparency is important, right?

I would like to believe my thoughts will be original, but that is too optimistic. Over the years, one source that has stimulated some ideas, but mostly validated thoughts I’ve had, is the cartoon strip Pickles. I am pretty sure the author has managed to hack our Alexas. I encourage everyone to subscribe to Pickles. You can subscribe HERE. In addition to the daily lives of Opal and Earl you will often get a glimpse of George and Ann.

A good example is today’s strip. Although I have never discerned that Earl or Opal hold any particular faith. Reading Pickles today, this thought crossed my my mind, “Earl may be an evangelical Christian.”

Middle Tint

I think a lot about our culture. Not just the immediate political and religious morass but on a broader scale. I believe our immediate cultural crisis (cultural crisis may be the only point on which there is agreement), is a symptom of a cataclysmic shift in human history. I know that sounds melodramatic. However, in the absence of some understanding of where we have come from and how we got here, any hope of progress, much less resolution, is dim. Admittedly, my understanding is mostly gained from a cursory engagement with the thoughts and writings of Charles Taylor and others on what is being described as a secular age. Accordingly, I’m open to a course correction.

Until I get redirected, I will continue In my assertion: Living in a disenchanted age is the most significant challenge we face in seeking a relationship with God.

The following citation from a previous blog post can help give context to my assertion and clarify my concern.

The default mode for the disenchanted age is reliance on human ability/reason and scientific laws as an ultimate source for answers to the problems of modernity. Utility, efficiency and production are our preimemmant tools to achieve full potential as human beings. Inherently, disenchantment rejects the transcendent. Mystery, fantasy, spirituality, faith, divinity, magic, art, namely, enchantment, is rendered irrelevant. our existence in a disenchanted age is reduced to one dimension, removing depth and meaning and distorting the purpose of our lives. As Beck describes, “When creation is stripped of its holy, sacred and enchanted character …it becomes–material. Raw, disenchanted material. Inert stuff. Piles of particles.”

The challenge of a secular age is so massive and complex it is overwhelming. For that reason, I am constantly looking for insights that can help me, and hopefully others, navigate the perils of our secular age. Last year, I found echo chambers to be a highly relevant factor in the continuing implosion of our society. For those who have not had the opportunity (or declined) to read my essay on echo chambers, you can download it HERE

Recently I came across an article that introduced a metaphor which I believe can be helpful and is the subject of this post, Middle Tint. I highly recommend the full article which you can read HERE. Please note I am unable to provide attribution for the article. Should anyone know its source, please let me know.

Commenting on a well know landscape painting, distinguished by its middle tint, the author writes, in part:

…middle tint—that is, the grays, the browns and blues and dull brick reds, not bright; the colors that do not sing out for your attention; the colors you might not notice if you are not looking for them.

..the truly skilled painter devoted most of his canvas to middle tint. In a great landscape, there is “excessively small quantity, both of extreme light and extreme shade, all the mass of the picture being graduated and delicate middle tint. . . . The middle tint is laid before the dark colors, and before the lights

Perhaps middle tint is the palette of faithfulness. Middle tint is going to church each week, opening the prayer book each day. This is rote, unshowy behavior, and you would not notice it if you weren’t looking for it, but it is necessary; it is most of the canvas; it is the palette that makes possible the gashes of white, the outlines of black; it is indeed that by which the painting will succeed or fail..

As is the case for metaphors, there can be many interpretations and applications. I thought about how middle tint could apply to our society, churches, families and organizations, all worthy of consideration. But, I was drawn in my imagination to consider what a realistic landscape painting of my life might look like.

Would it be largely absent middle tint and dominated by bold light, color and extreme shade, reflecting life in a disenchanted age, reduced to one dimension, absent depth and meaning and purpose?

I want to think it would it be a great landscape, built on the gradations of middle tint; bringing bold light, color and extreme shade into proper perspective.

Of course my life’s landscape painting is not complete, its composition is on-going . Clearly, today it is not a great painting, lacking essential qualities which would make it a masterpiece. Deficiencies of my landscape come from a failure to lay down middle tint, that puts bright light and color in its proper perspective.

As opportunity to complete my landscape wanes, priority and purpose become clearer… work on in the middle tint. I suffer no illusion about producing a masterpiece, but there is hope for a better painting.

The Year of the Bible

A post by Pete Enns caught my attention today. It is not unusual for new year’s resolutions to include some new or renewed commitment to engage the Bible. Perhaps, it’s reading through the Bible in one year or just resolving to read each day,or more often. I am no stranger to such resolutions. If you have made or are inclined to make such a resolution, I would encourage you to consider some observations Enns made regarding engaging the Bible in his post:

Evangelical “engagement”

The assumption that in the Bible God speaks to us today directly, plainly, and clearly, yielding moral and scientific certitudes; 

That engaging Scripture means finding the answers to our questions rather than challenging our preconditioned thinking;

That expressions of doubt, disagreement, or even intellectual curiosity are out of place, signs of a weak faith rather than a faith that is growing; 

That God’s communication is fundamentally on the level of “Bible verses” that can safely be isolated from their historical, literary, and theological context;

That the Bible’s main purpose is as an evangelistic tool, namely to provide information so that we can be “saved” from eternal conscious torment in hell.

[Consider giving the] Bible …its due respect as:

a book that invites Christians to experience the mystery of God in Christ;

a book that encourages Christians, not by promising answers to every question that plagues us, but by modeling for us trust in our Creator when those answer are not apparent—or when they never come;

a book whose main purpose is to cultivate mature faith in followers of Jesus over time along life’s journey.

The Bible has captivated some of the greatest minds of more than 2,000 years of history. It is indeed worthy of engagement—serious engagement. The question is, what does that engagement look like?

2020 life in the Sunset

2020 has a special ring to it. Maybe it is its alliterative quality or the birth of a new decade? For whatever reason, it seems special. As I reflect on the past ten years and optimistically look forward to the next ten years, I have become aware of some interesting realities n the autumn of my life.

For much of my life, I thought of aging and maturing as gaining knowledge, experience and wisdom, the end, of which, would assure a comfortable, blissful and uncomplicated autumn season of life. The trajectory of autumn is a process of reduction, a funnel drawing everything to conclusion. I was, of course, naive. Life is unpredictable, even more so in later years, when health, finances, relationships, are often tenuous.

Coming to autumn, I discovered it to be more akin to entering the wardrobe In The Lion, The witch and the Wardrobe, than a cozy cocoon. I have found myself entering a strange and wondrous place of mystery, questions, doubts, adventure and endless possibilities. Each day, is iIke a sunset at the end of a cloudy day, when the sun breaks through revealing an unexpected and startling beauty. Despite its brevity, sunset transforms the unpredictable and makes impending darkness inconsequential.

Living in the sunset is a challenge. The desire to grasp and absorb infinite nuances of color and contrast before darkness invades can be overwhelming. Only the assurance of a new day and another sunset, restrains despair. Exhilaration and frustration are constant companions. I hold no regrets for my life, but I can say with confidence, I have never felt more alive than now.

My blog posts are meager attempts to share sunset experiences. Certainly they will be inadequate. As we all know, the grandeur of sunset is beyond description.

Looking forward to 2020, here are a few subjects/ideas I’m pondering for blog posts. Of course, I expect there will be unexpected sunset experiences to share.

  • Christian Values
  • What ever happened to Cost benefit analysis?
  • Things an old man thinks about
  • Paradox/Mystery
  • The green Grass illusion
  • Walking a Labyrinth
  • Prescient experiences
  • Echo chamber redux

Below are some of my favorite 2019 blog posts.