The Ledge

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This past weekend, I finally got to watch The Ledge - the movie that has made the rounds as an “atheist movie.”

Wow.

It’s taken a few days to process everything, but my general opinion is that every person in this country needs to watch this movie.

Honestly, parts of it were pretty uncomfortable for me to watch. Joe, the Christian antagonist, sounded exactly like me at certain points in my life. I do think his character was a little over caricatured as a whole, but it was really eye-opening to hear those words and see what they sound like from the other side. It was disconcerting. It was a little embarrassing.

 
I may have had a little more passion in my eyes when I spewed those words, but I have argued those points many many times in my life.

Now, I see things the way Gavin does. And seeing my old self through those eyes isn’t really pleasant.

The movie isn’t atheist propaganda. Its purpose isn’t to plant atheistic ideas in your head (though if it makes you stop and think, all the better). The tag line of the movie is “What would you die for?” and Gavin is telling his story while standing on the ledge of a very tall building.

People think that just because we don’t have a god in our life that we can’t have meaning in our lives. That we can’t live or love. That we have no convictions or morals. That there is nothing that we believe in enough to die for.

This movie intends to change those perceptions. And I think it does so wonderfully.

 


There’s a lot of junk

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One of the reasons I put together the page Face the Strange, detailing my spiritual journey, was for the benefit of one person who came to the game late. He hadn’t been around for the past two years, watching me rise and fall and rise again. He had questions, and he didn’t want to really speak to the issue he saw at hand until he had a deeper understanding of what I’ve gone through.

This morning I woke up to three emails from him. One long one, that was fairly harsh and completely and brutally honest and from his heart, and two shorter ones that followed up with a few nicer, toned down words that were almost apologetic in nature.

I responded immediately, telling him it would take some time for me to process his accusatory tones and blanket assumptions. He replied once more, apologizing for his tone, but not for his message.

After reading and re-reading and re-reading again, I finally think I can respond. At first I was hurt. But the deeper I reflected and the more I read, the more I realized that some of what he says is true. Some isn’t, but some definitely is. (Note: You won’t see his entire email here, I only reference his pertinent points as this is already a very long post).

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It’s the Journey

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I just read through two years worth of posts.

Wow.

It was interesting. I’d written a lot of stuff I’d forgotten about. Was reminded of a few things that made me cry. But it was all my journey. All of it is part of who I am. And the reason I went through it all was so I could put together a new page for people. A page that explains who I was and who I am.

Face the Strange will take you through my journey from faith to agnosticism.

It’s funny. When I started writing that page, I was all gung-ho about how liberated and free I feel. And then I read all of those posts and felt the pang of missed familiarity. The pang of regret. The pang of sorrow.

It’s not the faith I miss. It’s who I was. The people I once had in my life.

But maybe I do miss the faith just a little bit. The certainty of knowing why you exist and what you’re going to do.

But likely, it’s just a small case of “homesickness.”

Face the Strange is my story. It’s how I became who I am today.

Enjoy.


New Things

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All human beings are born free and equal in dignity and rights.They are endowed with reason and conscience and should act towards one another in a spirit of brotherhood.
(from the Universal Declaration of Human Rights)

Monday afternoon I spent several hours in a car with a coworker driving to DC for a conference. Three and a half hours provides time for ample conversation, and naturally the changes in my faith came up. For the first time, I actually took the time and made the effort to think about and articulate what I believe now, and why.

It was quite liberating.

I said out loud to someone that I don’t believe Jesus is the Son of God, a redeemer, or the Messiah. She asked me who my redeemer is, who I go to for strength, what keeps me good.

My answer? Me.

I choose to live the way that  I do because it’s the right thing to do. I have no fear of eternal damnation. What I do have is empathy and compassion for man. That’s what “keeps me good.”

I still pray. Because prayer, for me, is me talking to myself. It always has been. It’s a time where I talk problems out. I vent, rant, or even express gratitude. But it’s still just me, talking to me, for me. It’s a time to get things off my chest. It’s NOT me talking to some other being, asking them to magically make life better or give me strength to deal with life. My strength comes from within.

She asked if I believe in fate. I do not. Life is the consequences of the choices we make. Nothing ever “just happens.” It’s the same with good and evil. I don’t believe anyone is inherently good or evil. who we are is a product of the choices that we make. I choose to be good. Sometimes I choose to be selfish. A lot of times I want to be selfish, yet still choose to do the right thing.

It’s all about choice.

There are still some irrational beliefs that I hold. Or maybe irrational is the wrong word. While I no longer believe in the God of the Bible, I still look around in awe and wonder and can’t help but think that something had a hand in it. Is it an all-loving, involved in our lives, infinite being? No. Is it an all knowing punisher? No. But who or what it is, I don’t know. I don’t really care to know as it doesn’t affect my life one way or the other.

I do believe in a spirit world. I can’t tell you what it looks like – it’s strange for me to believe in spirits when I don’t believe in heaven or hell. It’s just this feeling I have that there’s more to this world than what I can see. But this probably has something to do with my silly fascination with the supernatural – vampires, witches, werewolves, etc.

But Mandi, haven’t you said over and over again that you’ve experienced, felt, and spoken with God?  Absolutely. But after more objective reflection, I’ve realized that what many people had been telling me was correct. It was emotional. It was all purely emotional. And realizing that has actually been a great relief.

Ultimately though, in the things that matter, it’s all about me. I know that sounds horrible, but it’s not. Life is a product of our choices. What I choose – how I live – is what matters. What you choose is what matters in your life.

-fin


Significance without Faith

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I want my life to matter. My chosen career path is in non-profit development because I want what I do to have significance.

I’ll readily admit that this desire/need began when I lived a life devoted to faith. But it hasn’t changed with my loss of faith. If anything, it’s gotten stronger because the motivation behind it comes from inside myself, rather than some deity in the sky.

So my question is… where are the organizations who seek to change lives that don’t rely on faith to do so?

I absolutely love Rescue Mission Ministries because of what they do. But where are the Rescue Missions that aren’t faith based? Where are the organizations that change lives simply because it’s the right thing to do? Where are the appeals for donations that don’t use “orders” from God as a motivation?

Where are the people who choose to have significance without faith?

I’m not writing this as an accusation, or even with the assumption that these types of organizations don’t exist. It’s just that I’ve never heard of them. And I want to.


It is finished?

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Before I write anything else, I have to say that I am absolutely enamored with David Cook. If you don’t get it, listen to this song! Unfortunately, it cuts out early at the 3 minute mark even though the song is 3:54. Sorry about that, it couldn’t be helped.

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Now. I think I’m schizo. I don’t mean to make light of people who truly have the disease, but I swear that something is wrong with me.

I had coffee (well I watched her drink coffee) with a good friend of mine tonight. It’s so easy to talk to her. And she’s convinced that most of my problems in life stem from self-hatred. Even my faith wishy-washiness.

And my faith is… wishy-washy. I vocalized something this week at Common Ground that I’ve been afraid to say, especially here.

My faith isn’t real. My faith is a series of actions that I do because people are watching me.

I know what you’re thinking. Not again! And no, not again. Still.

One thing my friend said to me tonight was that I shouldn’t disregard God and Jesus just because of all the things “God’s people” do. My response to her was that I’m not trying to disregard them, I finally trying to not disregard all of the stuff I’ve been taught to disregard.

When I made my choice for faith, I began going through the motions. I’ve walked the walk and talked the talk. But God, to me, is a giant void. I don’t feel God. I haven’t in a very long time. And that makes me ask if He’s there.

I know He’s there for some people. It’s evident that He’s all over my friend. But what if it’s okay that He’s not there for me? What if it doesn’t matter? What if her God is her God, and my God is… nothing?

Can I live with that? Yes, I think I can. The question is, can my friends and family live with that?

And… am I ever going to stop this going back and forth between faith and no faith?


It’s Not Always What You Think

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When I say… “I am a Christian” I’m not shouting “I’m clean livin.”
I’m whispering “I was lost,” Now I’m found and forgiven.

When I say…”I am a Christian” I don’t speak of this with pride.
I’m confessing that I stumble and need CHRIST to be my guide.

When I say… “I am a Christian” I’m not trying to be strong.
I’m professing that I’m weak and need HIS strength to carry on.

When I say… “I am a Christian” I’m not bragging of success.
I’m admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.

When I say… “I am a Christian” I’m not claiming to be perfect.
My flaws are far too visible but, God believes I am worth it.

When I say… “I am a Christian” I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.

When I say… “I am a Christian” I’m not holier than thou.
I was a simple sinner who received God’s good grace, somehow.

~Maya Angelou

(HT: Mrs. Brigham)


Two Realities

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Bitterness has taken root in my heart.

And I hate that it’s there. But honestly, I want someone to validate that bitterness for me. To tell them that I’m right. To justify these feelings I’m having.

And there’s nothing Christlike about that.

I just finished reading Adam, the new book by Ted Dekker. It’s a psychological thriller that, like most of his books, deals with spiritual warfare. This one specifically deals with demon possession. In talking about why he wrote the book he said:

The reason I wrote this novel is because a significant portion of my readers are under twenty-five, and these people in large part, even within the church, have no understanding of Satan. They no longer believer that evil is anything more than a generic force that is set against all humanity. Evil: the bad things we do, temptation. I wanted to write a dramatic story in which one person who didn’t believe in evil as a personal force ultimately became trapped by the very evil he dismissed.

So how can a book about Satan and posession and evil relate to me, right now, where I am? Easy. Dekker goes on to say that demon possession is very dramatic, and is obviously not the struggle the we deal with on a daily basis. He asked the question, “How would you say Lucifer and all of his minions wage war on an average Christian in the course of an average day?”

John Eldredge, author of Wild at Heart, answers:

Well, he seeks to steal, kill, and destroy. And Jesus said you should know them by their fruits. This is such a simple test. You just look at the fruit of some event, or some sabotage of a relationship, you look at the fruit of some thought you’re believing, some emotion that you’re feeling, and should ask, “Well what’s the fruit of that?” If it looks like something is being stolen, or killed, or destroyed – guess who’s involved? You shall know them by their fruits.

Yeah. That has me written all over it. At least lately. Bitterness. Relationships destroyed. And this is why I haven’t been able to get over it. I haven’t turned it over to God. I haven’t resisted .

As a Christian, I understand that there are two worlds. Two realities. And I know that most of you reading this will laugh and scoff and tell me I need a stint in the loony bin. But it’s true. There are two realities. There’s this world of flesh and blood that we can see with our eyes, and there’s also a spiritual world. And in that world, there’s a war being waged.

Right now, I completely surrender everything to my God and Savior, Jesus Christ. The bitterness. The destruction. The thoughts that have held me captive since last summer. Today I am freed from the voluntary bondage that I have put myself in.


Repainting Faith

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There’s been a lot going on lately – both in my heart and my head. You may remember that I’ve been struggling with accepting God’s grace again. It’s been hard to realize that God would still want me even after I threw away my faith and belief in Him. But I have a glimmer of hope that he does. I listened to a message today and at one point the pastor goes, “Just because they break my rules doesn’t mean they cease to be mine” (about his children). And the story of the prodigal son has been brought to my attention many times – as well as the story of Peter denying Christ. Putting it all together, I can’t deny it. I am still a child of God. A child whom God loves very much, no matter how much wrong doing there was on my part.

Realizing that has renewed my hunger and thirst for Him. But it’s a different hunger and thirst than I’ve ever felt before. I still have to battle my cynicism – it runs very deep now. But I long to make a difference. I long to be the kind of person Jesus was.

We just started reading Velvet Elvis in my small group (yes, I’m reading it again), and I was once again struck by the difference in how Christianity is versus how it should be.

For thousands of years followers of Jesus, like artists, have understood that we have to keep going, exploring what it means to live in harmony with each other. The Christian faith tradition is filled with change and growth and transformation. Jesus took part in this process by calling people to rethink faith and the Bible and hope and love and everything else, and by inviting them into the endless process of working out how to live as God created us to live.

The challenge for Christians then is to live with great passion and conviction, remaining open and flexible, aware that this life is not the last painting.

Times change. God doesn’t, but times do. We learn and grow, and the world around us shifts, and the Christian faith is alive only when it is listening, morphing, innovating, letting go of whatever has gotten in the way of Jesus and embracing whatever will help us be more and more the people God wants us to be.

Isn’t that a beautiful picture? It seems so unrealistic to those of us who have fallen prey to fundamentalism. But this is how it should be. There’s no legalism in this picture. There are no pharisees here. Only people who strive to be like Jesus. But unfortunately, too many people who proudly proclaim God’s name have screwed it up for everyone else.

The problem isn’t Jesus; the problem is what comes with Jesus.

For many people the word Christian conjures up all sorts of images that have nothing to do with who Jesus is and how he taught us to live. This must change.

How true is that? How often have you heard the c-word and just cringed? I know some of you have. Heck, even I have of late. What happens is that somebody out there gets this idea that the truth that they have is all there is. They forget that as times change ideas need to be revisited.

Here’s what often happens: Somebody comes along who has a fresh perspective on the Christian faith. People are inspired. A movement starts. Faith that was stale and dying is now alive. But then the pioneer of the movement – the painter – dies and the followers stop exploring. They mistakenly assume that their leaders words were the last ones on the subject, and they freeze their leader’s words. They forget that as that innovator was doing his or her part to move things along, that person was merely taking part in the discussion that will go on forever. And so in their commitment to what so-and-so said and did, they end up freezing the faith.

What gets lost is the truth that whoever painted that version was just like us, searching for God and experiencing God and trying to get a handle on what the Christian faith looks like.

I can say with certainty that I’ve experienced this. If you’ve ever gone to a baptist church in the South, I’m fairly certain that you’ve also experienced this. And it must change!

Living a life in Christ is about joy. It’s about helping people – all people. It’s about generosity, forgiveness, compassion, peace, and honesty. It’s about not being bitter. It’s about humility. It’s about love. It’s about living.

It’s time that those of us who use the name of Christ to describe ourselves started living up to the name.

 


Engaging the Culture as Christians

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Brent brings up several good points in his article, “Engage” by Being. He talks about how Christians don’t really know how to engage in the surrounding culture.

The first thing that needs to be said is that we Christians are prone to extremes. Pendulums rarely correct themselves in small increments. Instead, as it swings from one extreme, it rarely stops right in the center, no, it swings to the other end (maybe not as far as it had going the other way). For Christians, this often means complete immersion in the surrounding culture so that there is little difference in the lives of those professing Christ and those not. LIBERTY! is the battle-cry of the day for these people. For others, however, it is not immersion but exclusion. Many Christians withdraw as much as possible from the surrounding culture. The extreme form of this, is of course, monasticism. Both are errors of the extreme.

This is definitely true. I’ve seen myself hit both extremes very hard. It’s like once you realize that what you’re doing isn’t working, you run just as hard and fast as you can in the opposite direction and don’t stop until you hit a wall. And often, you bounce off that wall so hard you end up back where you started.

Very many Christians who seem to be concerned with “engaging the culture” don’t actually seem to participate in culture. Rather, they study it from afar trying to learn the secret handshakes without ever actually shaking hands with anyone. We see this of course with Christianity’s now troubled relationships with the arts. Many Christians can point out what is wrong with Hollywood or music or the visual arts but very few Christians are actually doing anything meaningful about it. Instead, we throw stones from inside our fortress and call it engagement. We live sterile lives, afraid of getting dirty in culture, the very thing we ought to be shaping. In order to sculpt, you have to get your hands in the clay! Those gorillas know that there’s something just not quite right about that hairless thing over in the corner with the binoculars and note pad and culture knows when we’re just studying that we don’t quite fit in.

But not only do we observe culture more than we actually shape it, the truth is that, most Christians who try to be accepted by the surrounding culture end up doing so by trying to be people they are not. It’s as if they put on the costume of “cool” but it doesn’t quite fit right and they can’t believe why people can tell it’s just a costume.

I see this in myself everyday. I want to make a difference. I want to shape the culture around me. But… I don’t know how. As a Christian, I’ve always been taught to “be in the world, but not of the world.” That’s why a lot of Christians do more observing than anything else. Going out into the world and joining in is taboo. There’s a fear that the unholiness of the world will rub off and make the Christian unholy. That’s why it’s easy to point fingers at what’s wrong without actually doing anything about it.

I’d love to change that. I’d love to stand up and do something meaningful that will benefit not only me, but the people and community around me. I keep seeing commercials to buy the movie Amazing Grace. Each time, I’m reminded of the inspiration I felt when I saw it last fall. William Wilberforce wanted to change the world, first because he saw the injustice against humanity, and then because he wanted to honor God  - and he actually did it.

Brent goes on to talk about how people can tell when Christians are faking it and just trying to fit in. People recognize that when Christians are like that, it’s because they have an agenda. He concludes with this:

If you’re filled with Scripture, Scriptural truths will naturally emerge in a natural, unforced manner. In other words, when we’re ourselves, when our “clothes fit,” people are much more likely to listen.We must realize that our message is offensive enough. As Paul says: “For we are the aroma of Christ to God among those who are being saved and among those who are perishing, to one a fragrance from death to death, to the other a fragrance from life to life” (2 Corinthians 2:15-16). We must understand and accept that much of Christianity is profoundly “uncool” to the rest of the world. We must live transformed lives in a fallen world. Any attempt to cover our new lives in the the grave-clothes of sin so that we are accepted benefits no one. This is why Joe Thorn’s “Six Rules of Cultural Engagement” will be so helpful for many. Though they are listed as separate steps, they are centered around the concept of being a real, genuinely real person:

  1. Be Present
  2. Practice Discernment
  3. Develop Your Theology
  4. Find Courage
  5. Speak Clearly
  6. Love

Far from the costume of cool, or a rigid system, these are things every believer ought to be doing naturally. I think most Christians would be truly shocked at the doors of conversation that open when you show that you’re genuinely interested in other people and in Truth. People respond to conviction much more than gimmicks. People want sincerity more than they do costumes and we’d better believe that they know the difference.

It all goes back to authenticity. I know that’s a huge buzzword in Christian circles, but it’s true. If people would stop talking so much about being authentic and actually start being authentic then we wouldn’t get so much crap from the rest of the world. And we’d be true to the message of Jesus.