Brennan Manning

Bounce into Bravery

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“It’s not brave if you’re not scared” (from the movie Bounce).

I finally got around to watching another 90’s movie (technically, it’s from 2000, but I still count that as the 90’s) that I had somehow missed. I expected Bounce to be a light and fluffy rom-com, but 15 minutes in, I figured out it was decidedly not.

The movie centers around a man who gives up a seat on a flight to L.A. so he can hook up with a woman he met at the airport. As it turns out, that plane goes down and everyone on board dies.

For the rest of the movie, he’s trying to make amends with the widow. You’ll just have to watch the movie to find out the rest.

One line from the movie hit me in the feels: “It’s not brave if you’re not scared.”

That should probably be on a bumper sticker somewhere. Or possibly cross-stitched and put up on a refrigerator someplace.

There’s a notion that bravery means having no fear. I think it means having a lot of fear but going forward anyway. If you act only when there’s no fear, then you will lead a safe, predictable, boring life where you never grew because you never took any chances.

The movie wasn’t what I expected, but ended up being a good drama with bits of comedy thrown in. Even though it may not make any film critic’s top 100 list, I’d still recommend it for a good way to pass an evening.

 

A Little Pencil

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“I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God who is sending a love letter to the world” (Mother Teresa).

In case you forgot, you’re still the only Bible some will ever read. That’s not to put the almighty guilt trip on you, but to encourage you to live well.

No one gets it right all the time. No one’s perfect (or even close to it).

But while you may not do great things with your life, you can always do those little things with great love, to borrow another one of Mother Teresa’s saying.

You never know who’s watching and deciding on what they believe about God by how you speak and how you behave.

What they need to see isn’t another list of rules and don’ts, but a life lived passionately because of the Passion of Christ dying for you.

Remember, it’s not you doing the writing. God’s the one writing the love letter and you are His instrument, the parchment, and the ink. Your life is a part of the Grand Story He’s telling.

Make it a good one.

 

Making My Nerdy Little Heart Happy

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During my most recent thrift-a-thon, I picked up a copy of the NIV Harmony of the Gospels. I had it back in my seminary days, but I somehow managed to lose it when I moved to Nashville.

I love the fact that you can read, for instance, the account of the transfiguration, and get Matthew’s, Mark’s, and Luke’s versions all on one page. You can see what each included or left out.
Mark’s Gospel was really the Gospel of Peter as recorded by Mark. It’s interesting how in his account of the transfiguration that Peter opens his big fat mouth (as he’s known to do from time to time) to suggest making three tents for Jesus, Moses, and Elijah. This account goes on to say that he didn’t know what he was saying and how all of the disciples present were scared in such a way that none of them had to use the restroom anymore (to put it in Baptist terms).

I can relate to Peter. I’ve been known to start talking and get halfway through before my brain catches up and I realize that I have no earthly idea of what I’m saying. I take after Peter that way.

I still am blown away that this Peter with the eternal foot-in-mouth disease becomes one of the primary spokespeople for the early Church. He’s the one who is as bold as they come when it comes to proclaiming the Gospel.

Why? He’d seen not only the crucifixion but the resurrection. And that changed everything.

I also got an older version of the Harmony of the Gospels by A. T. Robertson in some translation called the English Revised Version. I mean, why only have the one when you can have two?

Hopefully, this book will help me see a more fully formed portrait of Jesus as revealed in all four gospels, and in doing so, I will become just a little more like Him.

 

Chicken Noodle Soup

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I’m stuck in a rut. I confess.

Actually, I’m proud of it.

Again after Kairos, I trekked over to Chick-fil-A and had the chicken noodle soup. It’s fantastic.

It’s tailor-made for this windy, wet, chilly evening.

It’s also the perfect cure for the remnants of the crud that keep hanging around.

I think if there are perfect foods that exist out in the real world, chicken noodle soup is one of them.

It’s very non-glamorous, but when you need it, it always gets the job done.

So hooray for chicken noodle soup.

I just may have it again next week.

 

God Don’t Ever Change

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I remembered something that Garrett Gregory said when he filled in for Aaron Bryant at The Church at Avenue South: “My feelings don’t change God’s being.”

In other words, whether I feel it or not, God is good. Whether I see it or not, God is enough. My faith or lack of faith doesn’t affect God’s sovereignty.

God is as much with me in those moments when I can’t find the words to pray, when He seems unreachable, as He is in the times when worship flows out of me as spontaneously as breathing.

God is as faithful when I deny Him with my lifestyle as when I’m bold in my profession of faith.

My feelings will lie to me, but God never will. My emotions may change with the wind, but God remains the same.

I’m still very thankful that I’m upheld not by a great faith in God but by faith in a great God. 

Happy Half-Birthday, Peanut

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Between all my activities (including a Kairos Greeter Team Pumpkin Carving Event Where No Actual Pumpkins were Carved), I almost completely forgot that my little rescue kitten is now 6 months old.

I didn’t actually forget as much as I’m really bad at math.  Based on the fact that she was 11-weeks old at the time I adopted her from the shelter on June 30, I guesstimate her birthday to be on April 15. That means her actual half-birthday was this past Monday. But I’m guessing by her very relaxed, semi-comatose state that she’s not too terribly upset.

She’s been nothing but a joy and comfort to me since my old cat Lucy crossed the rainbow bridge. She’s absolutely hilarious and her name fits her very well, as she’s a nut.

I’m still adjusting to life with a geriatric cat to life with a kitten. I forgot that kittens are so energetic and clumsy. They can also be super cuddly and affectionate.

I absolutely think that Peanut being in my life is a God-wink. He knew I needed a furry little critter to love and He practically put her in my lap. As with most God-moments, it wasn’t what I was expecting but just what I needed.

I’ve told the story about how she rescued me at the shelter (as well as how she herself got rescued from I-65). You might have to go back a few blog posts to find it, but it’s there.

I’m hoping and praying that she lives at least as long as Lucy, who made it all the way to 17. However long she lives, I’m sure it will be filled with love.

At the moment, she’s laid out in front of my laptop (so excuse any typos) and very much content. I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

 

 

Lessons from My Latest Thrift-a-Thon

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First, I should probably define what I mean by thrift-a-thon. It’s not any kind of fundraiser, but rather a planned out (sort of) day of visiting thrift stores. And one record store.

I started out at Phonoluxe, which is a country mile down Nolensville Pike. Translation: it’s a haul. Then I moved South down Nolensville and hit up both Music City Thrift and ThriftSmart. So not exactly a -thon in the strictest sense of the word.

I had some decent finds. At Phonoluxe, I ran across a couple of CDs I’d been on a quest to find for quite a while. I love that feeling I get when I see it and know that it will soon be mine.

I just now had a thought. In the parables of the lost items, did the owners feel the same way? I think from Jesus’ description they did. They rejoiced and threw a party.

I also wonder why I don’t have nearly the urgency when it comes to helping lost sons and daughters find their way Home. Sometimes, praying for lost people isn’t even a blip on my agenda.

I’m pretty sure God feels at least that kind of excitement when one of His lost ones comes Home. Look at the way the father in the prodigal story (who obviously represents the Heavenly Father) practically sprinted toward his wayward son. And back in that day, old men did under no circumstance ever, ever run. At least no dignified old men would.

My music finds were Derek and the Dominoes and Simple Minds, which will probably not thrill any of you who aren’t complete music nerds like I am.

At the end of the day, I’m thankful that God wasn’t complacent when I was lost. He sought me out and drew me in with words of lovingkindness. That’s a good thought to end the day on.

 

Just Plain Tired

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I’m thankful tomorrow’s Friday. I feel like I’m coasting on fumes, metaphorically speaking (since I filled up with actual gas this morning).

The Crud is slowly going away, but my energy’s still nil. I can function and do all my usual daily stuff, but I’m still not planning on any 5K runs or Radnor hikes at this point.

Right now, my idea of a good time is an extended nap. The old joke goes something like this: “I’m good in bed. I could sleep for days.” That’s how I feel at the present.

Still, I don’t have any toe tags. That makes it another good day to count all my blessings, which are still too many to mention.

That said, I’m going to be a good Boy Scout and go to bed a bit early tonight.

Good night to all of you out there. And don’t forget to give thanks if you woke up still breathing this morning. That’s still a gift.

 

 

Wednesday Wisdom

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“Trust God from the bottom of your heart;
don’t try to figure out everything on your own.
Listen for God ’s voice in everything you do, everywhere you go;
he’s the one who will keep you on track.
Don’t assume that you know it all.
Run to God! Run from evil!
Your body will glow with health,
your very bones will vibrate with life!
Honor God with everything you own;
give him the first and the best.
Your barns will burst,
your wine vats will brim over.
But don’t, dear friend, resent God ’s discipline;
don’t sulk under his loving correction.
It’s the child he loves that God corrects;
a father’s delight is behind all this” (Proverbs 3:5-12, The Message)

It turned out to be a nostalgic kind of day for me. I had an old Bourgeois Tagg song from 1987 stuck in my head all day. Here’s the link to the song if you’re not familiar with the name of the artists. They weren’t exactly household names back in the day, but they made at least one fantastic song.

I also made the trip back in to the land of The Upside Down by revisiting Stranger Things Season 1. At least the first episode. I still get the same warm fuzzy nostalgic feeling that I did the first time. I also want to head over to the mall for Cinnabons and some CDs from Camelot music. It’s available for streaming on Netflix with a new season just around the corner.

I think I get nostalgic for the 80’s because life was much easier then (as it should be when you’re a kid). I recognize that I can’t go back, but I have to live today in the place where God has planted me.

As always, I recognize that I’m very much in need of wisdom. Yet at the same time, I seem to forget most of the time that for me to gain wisdom, all God asks of me is for me to ask for it. Not in a half-hearted, one-time prayer, but in an everyday, persistent, keep-asking-keep-knocking, as-if-my-very-life-depended-on-it kind of prayer.

Lord, grant your children wisdom to be able to navigate this life and live out the hope you promised so that others become envious of that hope we have and want to know more about it.

Amen.