Michael Davison Blog

High Value

… is not the same as low price.

The price is obvious. It can be seen from a mile away. But value is more subtle. It often needs to be experienced to be understood.

The price is the same for every person who buys that item at retail. The value is different for everyone.

Low price is the last refuge for marketers who don’t have the patience or guts to demonstrate value for those that need it.
(Seth Godin, “High Value.” September 27, 2018)

What kind of value would you assign to your practice of faith or to your congregational experience?  

One of the lessons that took a while for me to learn in congregational ministry was that neither I nor the youth sponsors could make youth group a mountain top experience for every person each week.  And the same was worship or fall retreat or mission trip or any other event we might offer.  We could be intentional about the details and structure of youth group (or those other things mentioned) that could make mountain top experiences possible (maybe God sightings is a better term), but we could not control what each youth or parent brought to youth group, and what each one invested in it.  In the end, we each have to determine what we value about ourselves, our relationships, and about God.

Intentional Christian community is messy work.  It is the tough work of following Jesus and balancing belief with everyday living.  It is attention to the essentials that create unity among a diverse people.  It is a willingness to name, and let go of, the nonessentials to unity, and bless each person’s search for liberty.  It is an attitude of charity and humility, as if you are meeting Jesus or the image of God in persons, that makes intentional Christian community possible and counter-cultural.

This is the subtle value our program ministries for children, youth, and adults are seeking to create.

Sometimes that happens on the mountain tops.

More often, that value happens in the space in between.

What connects me to a sense of the sacred?
(Daily Questions, gratefulness.org, Sept 1)

For me, I experience a sense of the sacred through nature, music, art, people, and silence.

And you?

What connects you to a sense of the sacred?

What are my greatest hopes and aspirations for how I want to be in this life?
(Daily Question, Gratefulness.org, July 27, 2018)

What would others say are my greatest gifts? What can I learn from this?
(Daily Question, Gratefulness.org, August 1, 2018)

Summer break ends for many this month.  Teachers are back in classrooms preparing to greet students, and in a few instances, some have already begun school again.  Let’s begin the school year 2018-19, saying thank you those that teach in our public schools and private schools: primary, junior high, and high school.  Thank you, because along with teaching the material of any given day, (as well as reading, writing, and arithmetic daily), teachers manage.  Teachers manage: politics, expectations, student need and outcomes, parents that helicopter and are absent, personalities, technology, lesson plans, drama of all kinds, and manage their own life circumstances.  Obviously, this is not an exhaustive list, but it can be exhausting.  I wonder how often a teacher’s day is energizing?  Thankfully, I think most teachers find ways to stay centered as they manage all those in their care each day.

So, a tip-of-the hat to a few teachers that never knew they made a difference in my life.

Ms. Duncan (2nd grade, Paris, TX).  I was a new kid in school.  I was a talker and didn’t sit still well.  My mother enjoys saying that Ms Duncan was my first “crush” experience.

Coach Cain (10th grade football coach and biology teacher, Hardin-Jefferson High School, Sour Lake, TX).  Coach decided I would be the best to lead our biology class to the parking lot if the building was on fire or some other emergency.  The football players objected.

Coach Dre (pronounced Drew – tennis coach, grades 9-11, Hardin-Jefferson High School, Sour Lake, TX).  Dre was a Canadian women’s tennis champ of some kind.  She also coached volleyball. Not sure how she ended up in South Texas.  In those days I was known to have John McEnroe moments on the tennis court.  Coach Dre broke me of that behavior by making me run a mile for every outburst during tournaments.

Mr. Knipper (chemistry teacher 11th & 12th grade, Richfield High School, Waco, TX).  Unlike any teacher I had previously met, Mr. Knipper, was a German who taught in the States during our school year, and returned to Germany during the summer to teach.  He was known for allowing students to blow things up in class, and requiring students to pay for what was damaged or destroyed before releasing grades.  Choices.  He had an agreement with coaches, drama and choir department, debate club, even the cheerleader coaches.  If a student did not come prepared for his class, you missed whatever extracurricular practice or performance that day to learn the material.  I never saw him make an exception.

I’m grateful for these teachers that helped educate and shape me.  I wonder if they would be surprised by how I turned out?

Walls turned sideways are bridges.
Word for the Day, gratefulness.org, April 30, 2018

Reconcile (def)

1. to cause (a person) to accept or be resigned to  something not desired
2. to win over to friendliness; cause to become amicable
3. to compose or settle
4. to bring into agreement or harmony; make compatible or consistent
5. to reconsecrate
6. to restore (1)

This summer, Chi Rho and CYF youth will explore ways to reconcile and pathways to reconciliation through engaging biblical stories, reflecting on their own lives, their discipleship, our culture, and the traditions of the Church.  The day’s themes:

• What Can You Accept? (Genesis 30:14-16 & Philemon)
• Friendship Changes Us (Ruth & 2 Corinthians 5:16-21)
• Avoidance Solves Nothing (Genesis 33:1-17 & Luke 18:1-8)
• Fairness and Justice (Genesis 45 & Matthew 20:1-15)
• We Can’t Restore What We Won’t See (Joshua 24 & John 3:1-17)
• Restoration and Holy Imagination (2 Samuel 14 & Luke 15:11-32)

Discovery Campers, Junior Campers and Grand Campers will explore the curriculum, “Beyond Belief! The Universe of God”.  They will encounter some of these daily themes exploring belief and God:

• What If We Belong to God? (Psalm 139)
• What If God is Bigger? (Luke 1:35-55)
• What If Hope is Real? (Mark 2:1-5)
• What If there is More than Enough? (John 6:1-14)
• What If We Speak Up? (Mark 7:24-30)
• What If We Change the World? (Matthew 5:13-16)
• What If We Go Beyond? (Luke 10:1-9)

Intentional Christian Community at summer camp is a blend of play, prayer, worship, study, and service.  Our children and youth are the Church today and tomorrow.  Their spirituality, questions, and service can remind adults of our best selves, our responsibility, and obligation to make the world a better place as we follow the way of Jesus.

Walls into bridges.

Balancing Gratefulness and Ungratefulness During Lent
by Drew Kirtley

One of my favorite books is a collection of prayers and meditations called The Prayer
Tree(1), by Michael Leunig. It is a thin, green, pamphlet-sized booklet (of which I need
a new copy because I should know better than to lend out my favorite books)
compiled of prayers, meditations, and illustrations. The little cartoon person on
every page is illustrating a scene, which mirrors the prayer/meditation that
precedes it. In one of the illustrations, Leunig offers a prayer during a time of illness,
which he describes, both beautifully and unpleasantly realistic, saying, “Nature has
entered into me…”(2).   Well, nature has entered into my family and me during this
season of Lent.

When we get sick, we can typically feel it coming. Our body communicates to us
through aches, pains, itchiness, soreness, and all kinds of not-fun symptoms. I had
hoped to avoid that so far this year. I decided to give up soda (mainly Coca-Cola) for
Lent and in turn, maybe lose some weight and feel a little healthier. And it worked
for a while. That is until, you know, nature.

Nature entered into me first in the form of what I had thought was a cold and cough.
I was able to dispense of it rather quickly, but then it came upon my two-year- old
daughter.  Most parents would tell you that having a sick child is the least fun thing
in the world, and I would agree. It is, for some reason, easier to fight off those irritating and painful symptoms oneself than it is watching a toddler struggle through it. It’s heartbreaking and fills me with anxiety. And for that I am ungrateful.

The weird thing is that on a “normal” day, I find myself filled with gratefulness for
these exact same things.  I, like many people, am grateful for spring and all the life it
brings. I’m grateful for the grass, the trees, the color in nature, and all the bird noises
that return to everyday life. I’m also grateful every day for my family. I’m grateful for
the laughing and playing that comes with having a healthy two-year- old kid. And I’m
grateful for this season in which we can return to playing outside.

But as we churchgoers spend time during lent reading, studying, and hearing about
the end of the life of Jesus of Nazareth, I can’t help but be reminded of all the seasons
for which I am ungrateful, but remain part of life nonetheless. Like being grateful for
nature, even when it causes illness. Or being grateful for children, even when they’re
misbehaving. Or being grateful for faith, even when I’m lacking in it.  So, as we begin to wrap up this season of Lent and continue to reflect on everything about it,

May you be grateful, and ungrateful, and everything in between.

Amen.

_____

1 Leunig, Michael. The Prayer Tree.  Illustrated Edition. Australia: HarperCollins,
1998.
2 Leunig. The Prayer Tree. 1998.

A Balanced Faith: Jesus & Honest Abe
by Rev. Drew Kirtley

Sometimes a film comes along that demands more attention than the average hour and a half runtime in a theater. For me, that film was 2012’s Lincoln[1], which was directed by Academy Award winner, Steven Spielberg, and starred Daniel Day-Lewis in one of his three Oscar-winning roles

I remember watching this movie on the “big screen” upon its release, and the feeling of uncertainty that entered my mind as the lights dimmed and the opening credits began to roll across the screen. After all, this was the first time I could remember seeing anyone portray the 16^th American President on screen. Anything I knew about him before then I read in textbooks, and the only image I had in my mind was the same as everyone else’s… a tall, skinny man with a beard and a top hat. Then I saw Lincoln and that all changed. This performance was mesmerizing. The things I’d heard about the man began to make sense because the character onscreen brought all the stories and historical facts to life. And the result has given me a glimpse into what Jesus the person may have been like.

The movie opens with President Lincoln visiting soldiers during the end of the Civil War in January 1865. This is where most of the movie exists, in conversations. This is the focus of the story while the political and historical events serve as backdrop. This is where the Christ-like attributes begin to surface.

The President displays a balanced, graceful, tenderhearted, yet fierce persona, all while maintaining his character in the process. The more the story progresses, the more this seems less like an accident, and more like the result of a lifetime of practicing a similar lifestyle and moral code as that of Jesus of Nazareth. Abraham Lincoln comes across as a kind, gentle, and caring man. When he is in conversation (which is most of the movie), he looks people in the eye, seeks to better understand their lives, asks questions about their thoughts and beliefs, and truly lives life with the people around him, whether family, friends, advisors, colleagues, or complete strangers. Even his enemies can’t seem to comprehend how his steady, calm personality and confident, firm leadership style (all blended with great humor) can be so consistently cohesive.

Some of the most tense, chaotic scenes come in the form of the heated debates on the floor of the House of Representatives. People yelling at one another, Republicans and Democrats insulting each other, name-calling and even threats being posed seem like the accepted norm. Yet, in the midst of this chaos, we never hear or see Lincoln become mean-spirited toward a single individual. He loves people and accepts them as friends first. He treats everyone equally as a neighbor and a fellow human being. After he establishes his sincerity and genuine concern for someone, he then allows himself to engage people with whom he disagrees.

After each viewing, I reconsider how I interact with others. Watching this portrayal of a historical icon unfold reminds me that no matter what position I may hold or what I consider my place in society to be, as a follower of the way of Jesus, I need to be reminded of the importance of people. Loving God, self, and neighbor is a lifestyle. Every person is deserving of my time, my authentic concern, and my unconditional love. May you explore the joy of real, human encounters by being faithful to the way of Jesus.

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[1] Day-Lewis, Daniel. Lincoln. Blu-ray Disc. Directed by Steven Spielberg. Burbank: Walt Disney Studios Motion Pictures, 2012.

Memories of Life
Travis Carlson (RYC Adult)
First Christian Church in Cyril

When I was growing up my mother would talk about those important moments in time that she could clearly recall where and when she was.  I would say “Sure mom.”  and keep on doing the stuff I thought was important.  As I grew older one of those moments happened to me.  I was in seventh grade sitting in the school office waiting to be picked up because I was sick.  When over the radio I heard that the first teacher who was going to space had died in the Shuttle Challenger explosion.  It was a huge blow because we had been following her story on the news and in the paper since she was chosen.   I can see this scene to this very day. Sometime those places we go in our minds hurt, and sometimes they give us that warm feeling, and other times just make us so proud to be a Follower of the Way.

One of the greatest moments in my life and great memory was the General Assembly in Kansas City.  My partner and I went because I was pastoring the Hobart First Christian Church.  We arrived and checked-in to our hotel and grabbed a shuttle over to the event center.  When we got there, however, a group of people were outside of our bus stop with vulgar signs and saying very hurtful words to all us as we walked in.  This was my first time as an adult I had ever seen a protest live against the LGBTQ+ community.  I was mortified and angry that people could act that way toward friends of mine.  Why would someone do something like this?  How could I respond and not get thrown in jail?  You also have to remember that this is when people were very hateful and used degrading remarks just walking down the streets. This went on for a couple of days.  I felt a level of hurt that I didn’t understand.

The next night after dinner was worship, and there they were again.  Same signs and same foul things spewed forth and same mean spirit.  After worship I walked back outside to get a breath of fresh air… and this is what I saw.  Several youth groups from around the nation were standing in a line outside singing “Jesus Loves You” back at the people across the street.  They did this for a long time.  They were the ones that created this moment that sustains me in my walk with the Spiritual.  The next day the angry mob had left, and it was beautiful to see the way the assembly from my point of view became a community of believers.  We are made in love and in an image of wondrous light.

Just as I am finishing this post on February 14th (Valentines Day, Ash Wednesday), we had another school shooting in our country.  Several people were killed in Parkland, Florida.  Also some adults sacrificed their lives so others might be saved.  As an employee of a school system in Oklahoma, my heart breaks for those involved.  As I sat in Ash Wednesday service tonight, I reflected on the story I was telling in this post and on the frailty of life itself.  This jarred me awake and realize it must start with me, no, with us.  We must take a stand and step out in love.  We must be those young people standing on the sidewalk singing until we are heard.  Are we going to stop it all? Well, no, but we can make a difference in our own way.  

So as we journey to the Cross, I implore you to look through your life at the injustices you may have seen.  Gaze upon your present with a eye of kindness. Look to the future for the ways you can show The Holy to all of those around you. We are all called to follow the way of Jesus.  He didn’t just stay in the shadows.  He was present in the lives of the oppressed, those stepped upon by society, and those who needed to experience unconditional love.  Be the people who sing songs of love against the evil sights and sounds of hate.

This following verse reminds me be brave and to step out.

Deuteronomy 31:7-8 New Revised Standard Version (NRSV)*

Then Moses summoned Joshua and said to him in the sight of all Israel: “Be strong and bold, for you are the one who will go with this people into the land that the Lord has sworn to their ancestors to give them; and you will put them in possession of it.  It is the Lord who goes before you. He will be with you; he will not fail you or forsake you. Do not fear or be dismayed.”

*New Revised Standard Version (NRSV)
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