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The Man and the Message: Diakonos II

Craig (aka Ombudsman) gave exhortations from the Bible each night. Here is the summary of what he said over the week:

Sunday: Craig talked about the feeding of the 5000. He pointed out that
Jesus asked Philip where they were going to get enough bread to feed
the 5000+ people that were assembled to hear Jesus. Philip’s
(paraphrased) reply was, “Impossible!”
    Andrew then spoke up and told Jesus that they had 5
loaves and 2 fish, but he did not see how that was going to help.
    So, Craig pointed out that there are two was to
react to Jesus when he calls you to do something. You can write it off
as impossible, or you can offer what you have, even knowing that it is
insufficient. Craig pointed out how silly (in the eyes of the world)
that it is to bring 23 unskilled teenagers to help build homes for the
poor. One reaction would be to say it is impossible, but the fact that
we were there was out willing to give Jesus what we had, even if it was
insufficient for the task. Jesus takes it from there and multiplies it
mightily. We just need to be willing to give what we have.

Monday:
Craig shared about Jesus walking on the water, and calling Peter to
him. Peter goes, but “sees the wind” and begins to sink, and Jesus must
save him. From this, Craig gave Peter mixed reviews. On the positive
side, Peter got out of the boat, while the rest of the disciples stayed
where they were. Peter was willing to risk to heed Jesus’ voice. On the
down side, Peter “saw the wind” – he “saw” what he could not see, and
he took his eyes off of Jesus. Craig pointed out how well we function
in community, and how great it would have been for Peter if one or two
others had gotten out of the boat with him. Craig warned that you
should not take your eyes off of Jesus, but this is especially true if
no one is going with you or going to help you. Craig pointed out that
the students had “gotten out of the boat” – that they were risking to
hear Jesus’ voice. He reminded us not to take our eyes off of Jesus.

Tuesday:
Craig covered where James and John get their mom to ask Jesus to allow
James and John to sit on Jesus’ right and left, when Jesus came into
his kingdom. James and John reply that they are able to sit on Jesus’
right and left. They do not understand what Jesus’ kingdom is going to
look like. Anyway, this maneuvering by James and John gets the other ten
disciples angry. Jesus has to step in to calm things down by turning
greatness on its head. Jesus tells the disciples that if they want to
be great in his kingdom, they need to server each other. Jesus has to
repeat this lesson to the disciples several times (he has to do that
with me sometimes as well). Craig pointed out that Jesus does not want
acts of service (although it is a fine place to start); Jesus wants
servants – people who are ready to serve whenever Jesus calls them, not
just when they feel like it.

Wednesday:

This was the night in Pittsburgh, where I was fighting my fear of
heights and my fear of blocking the sidewalk and inconveniencing others
(more on this in a later post – Wednesday was an interesting experience
for me). So, I hope I have this one mostly right. Criag spoke on the
three temptations of Jesus, and what would have been wrong with them.
The first temptation was turning stones into bread, and bread is not
sinful. What was wrong with this is that Jesus came to use his power to
serve others, not himself. So, using his power to turn stones into
bread would have been outside his purpose and mission. The second
temptation was foe Jesus to throw himself off of the temple and be
caught by angels. Again, being saved from harm by God is not sinful,
but in this case, the event would have been a glorifying of Jesus and a
making of spectacle that would not have served anyone else. Lastly,
Jesus is offered all the kingdoms of the world if he will bow and
worship Satan. Jesus refuses this very blatant sin. Craig focused on
the last temptation, and pointed out that Jesus resisted the temptation
to rule all the kingdoms of the world. If Jesus can resist all of that,
we would do well to resist our far lesser temptations. Craig pointed
out that many people sell out for far less than all the kingdoms of the
world. Craig also pointed out that if Jesus did not use his power and
talents to serve himself, then we should not use our talents to serve
just ourselves, but we should use them to serve others. Finally, Craig
urged the seniors to start making good decisions now about where they
were going to be in year. Where they going to be closer to Jesus, or
farther away?

Thursday:
Criag spoke on the metaphor of Jesus being the vine and we being the
branches. He pointed out that Jesus only allows two options for the
vines – you are either dead and will be burned as useless, or you will
be pruned by the gardener. Craig pointed out that we are, in effect,
bushes with legs, and we have the option to run from the gardener, even
though the gardener wants to remove the dead branches from us and help
us to thrive. He pointed out that it was like having a doctor tell you
that you needed a tumor removed, but you wanted to keep the tumor
because you loved the tumor and were afraid of what would happen if it
were gone. God prunes us to make us better and more alive, even if the
actual pruning can hurt. Craig again challenged the seniors to make
good decisions now about where they were going to be spiritually next
year – he challenged them not to run from God, but to endure any
pruning that God was doing. God loves us and does it for our own good.

Friday:
I had some trouble focusing on Friday – I had a mild headache, was
tired, and was in an 85 degree room. But here is what I remember:
Craig reviewed the lessons he had taught all week (what a great
teacher!), and then he finished the metaphor of the vine and branches,
where Jesus tells us to abide in his love and to love each other. We
show love by doing what Jesus tells us to do, and by serving each other.

Worship times usually began and ended with singing. I learned many songs this week that I had not known before.

I’ll post later on the entertainment we had each evening, and what things I learned on the trip.

I can not tell a lie – Washington, PA

I
just finished my first spring break trip going to work with Habitat for
Humanity, and the quick and dirty is that I really liked it. I liked
the work, I liked the cause, and I enjoyed getting to know some of
CVCA’s students better. Keep an eye on Ombusdman‘s
Xanga site for his thoughts of the trip, but here are some of my
incoherent thoughts. I’ll try to spare you an exhaustive account, but I
will try to mention what I did on the trip. We were a big enough group
that we were split up each day, so I can not speak to what everyone
experienced.

Getting There
Washington, PA is only about 2 to 2 1/2 hours away, but we did manage
to make a sight-seeing detour that cost us about 45 minutes to an hour.
That turned out okay – the country around us was pretty, and we still
waited about 10-15 minutes to get let into the church we were staying
at, even though Nate’s van had been there some time (Nate did not get
lost – he kept going when the rest of us stopped for a bathroom stop).

The Actual Work
Oddly enough, we did very little work on Habitat houses. We, as a
group, spent most of our time working on projects that would help
Habitat, but in a background sort of way. It was still work that needed
to be done, and the Habitat director was very grateful, and
complimented us on the amount of work we got done. He claimed we had
exceeded what he thought we would do by Wednesday, and we still did two
more days of work.

Monday:
I
started Monday’s work off by being sent with two students to dig pipe
(drainage) ditches. (As an aside, I will refrain from using the names
of students, just to be safe about internet privacy and all.) We had
to lay some drainage pipe to tie into the downspouts so that the
rainwater would get carried to the street, away from the foundation. I
got to spend some time getting familiar with a pick – the ground was
full of clay, so our spades did not work well. I was reminded how
much work is involved in using a pick – I was sore from this for two
days. The two students I was working with did great, and we did get all
the pipe laid down. We spent most of the day at this site, although we
did join some of the other students for lunch at another job site. This
site (where we trenched), was one of the rare times we were able to
work on a house that Habitat was building for a family. The family was
going to move into the house in just a few days from when we were there.

Tuesday:
Tuesday
was the hardest day for me. I was sore from my pick-axe fun from the
day before, and we were on three different job sites this day. It felt
hard to get into a groove with so much moving around, so this was the
only day that dragged for me. We started the day off by going to
another Habitat home to do some landscaping. The original topsoil had
been put on too thick, so we needed to rake it out and spread it
around. Then we needed to seed the soil, and spread hay over it. This
crew consisted of me and four students (we were later joined by a
fifth who had finshed up a quick job at another site). Once we got the soil spread around and seeded, we switched to
moving the extra building materials out of the home’s existing garage
and onto a trailer. It started to rain just as we finished loading the
trailer, so we covered it with a tarp and had lunch on the porch of
the home. This home was actually occupied, so we did get to meet the
owners briefly. Two of the students were able to spend some time
talking with one of the owners and looking at wedding photos. I was
proud of them for taking the time to interact with the owner- it was a
great way to show the love of Jesus to another person.

We then moved to the main headquarters of Habitat in town, where they
were trying to organize a store to sell construction items (like a
thrift store, but for windows and doors and the like). It is called a
“restore” by Habitat. We went to the restore and moved some long and
heavy planking around to clear up some space for other things. I was
not too helpful here – the students did most of the work. I guess I
supervised…

We then finished the day at the Franklin Street house. This is a duplex
that Habitat is restoring for their own use. Half of the duplex will
be used for cheap housing for Americore volunteers that work with
Habitat, and the other half will be used to house volunteers that come
in to help Habitat. Our crews were working here mostly on mudding and
sanding drywall, but we did hang some drywall as well. I spent some
time taking pictures, until I was finally given a job tearing down some
old plaster in what will be the kitchen.

Wednesday:
Wednesday
was a great day. I was not as sore, and we were sent to one jobsite for
the entire day (the Franklin Street duplex). I was put in the kitchen to
put up some custom pieces of drywall, which sounds more impressive than
it is. It was basically patching the places where I had torn down the
plaster the day before. It was careful,
slow work, and it suited me very well. It was like custom fitting a
giant puzzle. Although I worked in the kitchen mostly by myself, I was
at the house with 7 students and Mr. Thomas (a parent chaperone). We,
as a crew, continued to work on mudding and sanding, but did more
drywall hanging on this day. I did get the kitchen done, and the crew
as a whole did a lot of work on the house. It was a great day. It was
topped off by my coming out of the house at the end of the day to see
four students practicing the 4-hand reel, an Irish dance that I had
taught to the students on Tuesday night. That made me smile.

Thursday:
Thursday
I got to join the group that had spent much of the week moving
furniture. Habitat had been given a lot of furniture by a man who used
to own a store, but had retired and just had all of this furniture in
his warehouse for 20 years. He wanted the space, so he donated the
furniture to Habitat. The moving crew had worked
hard at moving the furniture from the warehouse to a garage that the
director of Habitat owned. I went to the garage and helped unload the
truck with a group of about 9 students and Nate (another chaperone).
The amount of stuff the moving crew had gotten into the garage was
impressive. Once we got the truck unloaded, we went back to the
furniture warehouse and loaded the truck with another load of furniture
that was going to go to the restore. Once that was loaded we started
tearing down the warehouse mezzanine. The owner wanted the warehouse
empty, including the old wooden storage racks and the mezzanine. So, we
had some working on unscrewing the racks, and others of us worked on
taking the particle board and the plywood up from the mezzanine. The
particle board was taken up by hitting it really hard with an iron bar
from below, then the nails were removed once the board was up. This
method did not work for the plywood – the bar just bounced off the
plywood, so we got some cat’s paws (tools used to remove nails) after
lunch, and set to removing all the nails from the plywood. By the end
of the day, we had all the flooring up from the mezzanine.

Friday:
Friday we went back to the warehouse with about 10 students and Craig
(another chaperone and the organizer of the whole trip). I worked
mostly by myself at the back of the warehouse, working on tearing apart
several 15 foot platforms – they were high enough that I did not want
students on them. The students worked on removing nails from boards,
tearing the support boards of the mezzanine down, and tearing apart
more of the storage racks. We called it quits early this day (about
2:30) so we could go meet two Habitat families, which we were reluctant
to do at first (we wanted to keep working), but was a huge blessing to
see the people we were indirectly helping. It helped put the trip in
perspective.

I’ll post more over the next couple of days – I’d like to mention what
we did in the evenings and the lessons Craig taught from the Bible at
evening worship. Stay tuned!

Batchin’ It

The female mriordan is in Florida enjoying a well-deserved vacation, and visiting her parents. Since I decided to go on the Diakonos trip (see Ombudsman’s blog), I get to be a bachelor for 2 days. I don’t do so well on my own anymore. I miss Meredith quickly, and I try to stay busy, which usually means shopping for things I think we could use. In slightly over 24 hours, I have managed to buy about $300 worth of DVDs, tools, supplies, etc., all of which we will use, but it is funny how I get these things when Meredith is away.  It is definitely not good that this man be alone…

I’ve been thinking about this poem a lot today. I don’t understand all of it, but I love the idea of the (mathematical) compass, where the two arms are seperate but joined. I wish I could write like this:

A VALEDICTION FORBIDDING MOURNING.
by John Donne

AS virtuous men pass mildly away,
And whisper to their souls to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say,

“Now his breath goes,” and some say, “No.”

So let us melt, and make no noise,
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move ;
‘Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.

Moving of th’ earth brings harms and fears ;

Men reckon what it did, and meant;
But trepidation of the spheres,
Though greater far, is innocent.

Dull sublunary lovers’ love
—Whose soul is sense—cannot admit
Of absence, ’cause it doth remove
The thing which elemented it.

But we by a love so much refined,
That ourselves know not what it is,
Inter-assurèd of the mind,

Care less, eyes, lips and hands to miss.

Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though I must go, endure not yet
A breach, but an expansion,
Like gold to aery thinness beat.

If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two ;
Thy soul, the fix’d foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th’ other do.

And though it in the centre sit,

Yet, when the other far doth roam,
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.

Such wilt thou be to me, who must,

Like th’ other foot, obliquely run ;
Thy firmness makes my circle just,

And makes me end where I begun.

The Prince of Wales, Howard Dean and George W. all walk into CVCA…

Using the super-advanced face recognition at myheritage.com, I found out today that the following people resemble me:

Antoni Gaudi, 67%
Carole Lombardi, 59%
Charles, Prince of Wales, 56%
Jackson Browne, 55%
Celine Dion, 54%
Gottlob Frege, 51%
Howard Dean, 50%
Charlie Sheen, 48%
Adrien Brody, 48%
George W. Bush, 45%

In the defense of MyHeritiage.com, the only photo I had of myself was
blurry. Since I am not sure the above combination of people is
appealing even to my wife, I will be resubmitting my photo…

Angst about Emos

I learned a new term yesterday from the various 17 and 18 year old
members of the Fools – “emo.” I suddenly felt old, or at least
out-of-it, because here was a term I had not heard of. So, being a good
nerd, I looked it up here:

http://www.fourfa.com/styles/index.htm

I was stunned that it started back in 1984, when I was a freshmen in
high school, and it hit its stride in the mid Nineties when I was just
out of college. How on earth was I ignorant of the term? I guess
mid-eighties Maine was not as happening as I thought.

Basically, it looks like emos are full of anger and angst and other
self-involved emotions. I have to say that I do not think too highly of
people being “in” to these things, but it is a free country. I am a
fairly happy-go-lucky kind of guy, not to mention a good Stoic Mainer,
so I have always seen public displays of emotion as kind of awkward. To
embrace fairly negative emotions as a life-style seems odd and strange
to me, and too self-involved.

I also learned that emo has evolved into “screamo” where bands mumble
lyrics and then scream. Again, free country, but I don’t see the point.
Of course, I don’t see the point of MUCH music that is out there, but I
am picky about music.

Anyway, this brought me to the conclusion that if I am going to do
improv with high school students, I may need to make a better effort at
maintaining some form of (current) cultural literacy.

Okay okay okay – I’ll post something!

Due to overwhelming demand, I have decided to post something here. So it will be somewhat interesting, I’ll post this:


Technology and Testimony


A technician’s view of Haiti

“Can I check my e-mail?”

I looked up from the computer I was working on.
Standing in the doorway of Institution Univers’ new
computer room was a Haitian boy in his early teens. He
was also one answer to a statement I had made to Jon
Holley earlier – “I don’t know if we’re doing any good
here.”

My part of the recent 5-day trip to Haiti was to work
with my brother Shannon to bring the technology of the
school up to date (as much aspossible). This included
updating the software on about 80 computers, installing
a campus-wide wireless network, and installing a
wireless network that would bridge the school’s
founder’s house and his new medical clinic. The
conditions could be hard by American standards,
with hot rooms to work in, initially spotty internet
(Shannon managed to fix that), four different models of
computers, a language barrier between us and most of
the people we were dealing with, and more. Things did
not always go well. After several days of making slow
progress, out of frustration I told Jon, “I don’t know
if we’re doing any good here.”

Hugues, the school’s founder, is a remarkable man. He
is always upbeat, quick to laugh, eager to help with
anything you need – and he has a colossal faith. During
one meal we were marveling over the lunch program that
the school offers (in many cases, the only food the
students get all day). Jon laughed when he recalled
that he did not think it could be done when he had
first heard about it, but now it was a reality. I
jokingly said that Jon’s God could not do such a thing,
but that Hugues’ God could. What was said as a joke is
too often the case for me. My vision of God is small –
I believe God can do things, but I don’t believe He
will. My God is too small. These trips make me
reevaluate God – He gets stretched bigger and bigger as
I am forced to see how helpless I am in catching
flights, getting through customs, forcing computers to
work, and so on. Going to Haiti makes me pray much
harder than I normally do, and when I see what Hugues
can do as one man sold out for God, I am left in awe of
what God can do. My frustrated outburst to Jon was
originating from the wrong perspective. WE were not
going to do much, if any, good. GOD was going to handle
that end of things. He started doing good with me and
my faith, and he did it daily. Every day things would
be hard, which required me to (at least occasionally)
remember to pray. The days were slow and frustrating,
but by the evening we always had something to show for
it, and by the end of the trip we had done everything
we had set out to do.

Haiti is a very poor country, with few natural
resources. I am convinced that the best (and maybe
only) option for Haiti to start to fight poverty is
with education. Even with international loans and aid,
Haiti still will need an educated population to
administer those funds and to start to build an
economy. That is why Hugues’ school is so important.
It is why it is important to build a wireless network,
and to update 80 computers. Building skills is Haiti’s
future.

“Can I check my e-mail?”

This is a profound question coming from a boy who
almost assuredly has no electricity and no running
water. He may not have much, if any, food at home. His
family may have no steady work. Contained in this
simple question is hope for the future – the knowledge
and skill required tooperate technology, and the
confidence that the infrastructure will allow him to
check his messages.

By the grace of God, slowly and dimly, we ARE doing
good.

“Can I check my e-mail?”

“Sure,” I said, and I got back to work.