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11.12.2011

out of your poverty

Lately I've been diving into the pool of information about simple living and community building and it seems to me that the two go hand in hand. This has been both a refreshing and daunting concept for me to learn. Refreshing, because I have seen movement by the wealthy toward being willing to live with less and recognizing the wisdom of the phrase, “live simply so that others may simply live.” But daunting because, though I subscribe to the belief that it is close-knit communities are what will help change our individualistic, selfish agendas, I also find it hard to get out of my comfort zone and take the initiative to create these types of communities. However, my values outweigh my fears and it is for this reason that over the past year I have tried to reduce my consumption and the amount of ‘things’ I have that clutter my life. I have also worked on building communities that care about their neighbours (you can ask me if you want details). But I have also recognized that individual change is not the only thing that will have an impact. Not everyone is going to want to ‘regress’ to a simpler life and live in these close-knit communities (though I could give you many reasons as to why having less things and less money and living in community is, in fact, no regression at all). No, we will need change on a larger scale. We will need economic and social change; we will need policy change. People are becoming discontent and this, oddly, makes me happy, for discontent breeds change!

Today I will be continuing my exploration by heading to the Occupy Newmarket movement’s first general assembly at Fairy Lake. The Occupy movements started this September in New York with a group of protesters sitting in on Wall Street to protest the wealth gap and the gross power that major banks and multinational corporations have over the global economy.

As I head to the Occupy Newmarket GA I take the time to recognize that I myself am part of the global rich. I am in the top 15% of the wealthiest people in the world (globalrichlist.com) and therefore am not innocent. It is a scary and overwhelming thing at times, this thing called ‘having money.’ Scary because most of the time I don’t feel very rich; overwhelming because some mornings I wake up and feel anxious about all of the things cluttering my large bedroom. There is a balance that I am trying to find, one that has never been easy for me, even when living in a less-developed country for 4 months. But I hope that as I continue to read stories of people who have transitioned to simple living and as I read my Bible and support social change initiatives such as the Occupy movements that I will begin to discover what this ‘balance’ thing means for me as an individual, and through that I will be able to reveal truths to others about the danger of our consumption habits, and the hope we can find in old ideas and new passions.

I really do hope that the Occupy protests will be productive and inspire the policy change that we need, but I also want to take the time to highlight my personal beliefs about social change and helping the poor. These beliefs are not based on government responsibility for taking care of the poor (though this is the widespread view), but rather that  I as a Christian am part of a body of believers that needs to step up. The Church is Christ’s hands and feet and as His body we need to respond to our mission. This is not just about giving donations to important projects or spending a few hours every month volunteering at the soup kitchen (though those acts are important too). This is about loving our neighbours as ourselves in an honest way. Jesus blessed the woman at the temple not because she gave those two small coins out of her wealth, but out of her poverty. Jesus is calling us to love our neighbours sacrificially. He is calling us to enter into suffering with them as He entered into suffering with us both in His life (John 11) and in His death. This doesn't mean that we necessarily need to sell all we have and become poor (though there are Christians who have been gifted with the spiritual gift of voluntary poverty; Google Shane Claiborne and Brandt Russo for more info), but rather that we need to build solidarity with our neighbours (poor or not) through offering our time, our hearts and at times, our wallets. It isn't going to be easy, at least not if you try and do it through your own strength, but through the power of Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit we can begin to sacrifice for the sake of Christ.

Mark 10:25 says that “It is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the Kingdom of God." It is hard for a rich man to enter the Kingdom because the rich often fall in love with their money and end up committing idolatry. It isn't impossible (for nothing is impossible with God - Luke 1:37) for a rich man to enter, but it is increasingly difficult. This is why Jesus talks about money so often and warns His followers of its snares. 

This isn’t about being ashamed of your wealth, we've talked about that before. It’s not about what you have but what you do with what you have, or what you would be willing to do if called to do so (Matthew 19:21). It’s about building solidarity with the poor and about giving out of your poverty, not just out of your wealth. It’s about being willing to sell everything you own for the sake of Jesus Christ; it’s about valuing eternal things over earthly things; it’s about storing your treasures in the right place. It's about not committing idolatry with your money. It’s about loving your neighbour as yourself and maybe, just maybe, acknowledging that loving your neighbour could hurt sometimes.  

11.02.2011


I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all. 
-- Richard Wright

10.21.2011

The Midway State is a Canadian band that I've been following for about 4 years now. They just put out a new album this summer, and though not as good as their debut album "Holes," it still has that feel-good summer-night vibe that The Midway State is known for.  

Though The Midway State took a bit of a different direction from their normal style with the album, the pop feel of this album lends itself to brining up memories of days at the beach or summer road trips. I know I like a band when I can see my self road-tripping to their music. It's music that you can easily live life to. 

Anyway, here is their website. It's pretty awesome, their digital media is also pretty 'hip,' and I catch myself going back to the website over and over again to see new photos and the little anecdotes they've posted. Check it out: http://themidwaystate.tumblr.com/

10.20.2011

the resurrected life




Verse 1:

I’m falling softly into the water,
and I’m trying hard not to drown.
But my tale is one of a lost soul
and I’m reaching the point of no return.

Chorus:

I’m dying to resurrect
all that has disappeared -
this sin is killing me,
digging me a grave I fear,

and I’m drowning 
beneath the soil 
of all I’ve done.


Still the blood runs clean through me,
it’s transfusing all of this;
eating the dirty soiled mess 
out of me.


And I realize that my life
is not mine to save,
but Yours to give
and Yours to take away.

Verse 2:

I do confess, I’ve run away.
The lure of the night, it had beckoned me. 
My hands are stained with innocent life,
and yet my Victory has overcome my vice.

Chorus:

I’m dying to resurrect
all that has disappeared -
this sin is killing me,
digging me a grave I fear,

and I’m drowning
beneath the soil
of all I’ve done.


Still the blood runs clean through me,
it’s transfusing all of this;
eating the dirty soiled mess
out of me.


And I realize that my life
is not mine to save,
but Yours to give
and Yours to take away.

Yeah, it's Yours to give
and Yours to take away.

10.12.2011

A song: Autumn Sorrow

things are broken
not like toys
that children left on the floor
after called out to play

but like hearts
built up high
and then let down
not so easily

there sounds the melody
of the bird's
mournful morning song
without its harmony
the dissonance belongs

there sounds the melody
of the wind between the trees
of leaves falling to the ground
so deadly

you've got me crying out now
for freedom
from this autumn sorrow

10.03.2011

on hope

In the end we are all merely searching for happiness. We are searching for the places that our hearts can call home; places where our hope will not be broken. Sometimes we catch glimpses of these things. At dusk, when the sun is going down and the red and purple colours touch the horizon and we are reminded of how even the end can be a beautiful thing; when a baby is born and we are reminded that crying out can bring us life; when we sink into the couch beside our best friends and our families and we are reminded of what laughter sounds like.
But our world is constantly pulling us apart and pulling us together. Full of confusing tragedies that cause us to doubt the goodness we used to feel, every day it continues to drive us towards ends and through difficult means. Our humanity often fails us and the earth continues to deteriorate slowly as resources become scarce.
We have been beaten down and we are broken. Others have stolen joyful moments from our lives; violent men have caused us to fear; our children have died inexplicably; war and crime and hate seem to be winning.
We call out to God desperately, asking to see His hand at work. Sometimes we are left confused.



But the things of this world, our experiences here, they are not what we can hold onto. These moments are fleeting. It has become apparent to me that Jesus Christ must be the source of all our hope. Without His love, His forgiveness, and His promises, even the joyful moments of our lives will become void of meaning.
It is for this reason that I have put my hope in Jesus Christ. Mankind is fallen and broken and has failed us; we cannot put our hope in our own humanity, as history shows it has often left us found wanting. We cannot even place our hope in the Church, an institution that has done nearly as much evil as it has good. We can only place our hope in Jesus Christ; the only constant in our lives. With Jesus as the source of all our hope, we will not be left in such a hopeless despair over the state of the world. Instead, we will eagerly wait for the day when all tragedy will be reconciled and the joy that we have caught glimpses of will become the beautiful reality.
In times of tragedy may you remember that the day is coming when pain and mourning and crying will cease. And in times of joy may you be reminded of what hope feels like and realize that with Jesus Christ, our Hope is already here.