I don’t have much intelligent to say about the recent CofE vote. These days I’ve learnt better than to blog when riled up about something. But I do have a comment about the use of Scripture.
Eddie quotes Jon talking about the verse beloved of those in the “yes”-camp, “in Christ there is no male or female”. He makes some good points, that we should listen to the whole counsel of Scripture, that we need to consider it alongside the fact that Paul did write 1 Timothy 2, and so on. And one really bad one: that we need to consider the verse in context. Read more about Straying from the context
I have heard many pastors and preachers tell of how much they love reading the Bible, how it’s a living word to them, and how every time they read it, it comes alive to them and they get something new and fresh from it. I have a dirty secret; that doesn’t happen for me. Yes, I love reading the Bible, but what generally happens is that I pick it up, and I go: I know this. I’ve read it, many many times, forward and backwards, in English and Japanese, Greek and Hebrew. This is not new information for me. Read more about The Bible isn't new to me
I’ve been following, with a little bemusement, Eddie’s recent series of posts reflecting on Onesimus’ post about dependence and toxicity in mission. Read more about Making friends, teaching English, and post-colonialism
I was thinking about someone recently who is quite renowned as a Bible teacher. He is from the conservative Evangelical wing of the church, and what is looked for in that particular version of Christianity is clear, objective, black-and-white Bible teaching. A sermon is a good sermon for conservative Evangelicals if it lays out neatly and objectively the uncompromising truth of Scripture. And the person I was thinking about is extremely good at “rightly dividing the word of truth.” That is definitely his gift, for those who like that sort of thing. Read more about In praise of team ministry
Reading about the translation of Jn 3:16 in the Japanese Sign Language Bible reminded me of something that’s been sitting on my ever-expanding “wild ideas” list for quite some time now: we need a new translation of the Bible into Japanese. Or possibly two. Read more about Why we need another Japanese Bible translation (or two)
On my way out today I passed the local Shinto festival. In this particular festival, an ark is paraded around the whole town, carried on the shoulders of the young men, stopping at each houses and business so that the god enshrined in the ark can bestow blessings upon them. (Sounds rather like an Old Testament story, doesn’t it?) As you can see, it’s a very public festival involving a lot of people. That’s fairly common for Japanese festivals. Read more about Beating the Bounds
So the Biblical studies Internet is all abuzz with the discovery of a Coptic papyrus which has Jesus referring to his own wife. And of course there is the predicable knee-jerk from a lot of Christians that this must be wrong because we have no evidence of Jesus having a wife. But this seems to be the wrong way to approach the argument. Read more about More evidence for the null hypothesis
I’ve been thinking a lot about Mark 2 recently; the paralysed man being led to Jesus by his friends. There’s a lot of richness in their: how Jesus recognises their effort, ingenuity and love in bringing this man to him, and Jesus calls that faith; how the paralysed man has no choice in his situation but his friends decide (unilaterally?) to create an encounter with Jesus, in effect lending their faith to him. Using our faith to set up encounters between Jesus and the people we meet is, basically, what we’re trying to do here. But that’s not what I want to talk about. Read more about Mud and tiles
When I was at Redcliffe on the leadership course, we studied a lot about toxic leadership. (If you haven’t come across the concept, read this now and then come back.) One of the reasons why it’s called “toxic” is because bad leadership permeates the whole organisation to create a twisted, self-serving, unhealthy culture. Read more about A little yeast affects the whole dough
When I first came to Japan as a missionary, I was convinced that what I needed to do was to fit in with the Japanese culture. This is what we were taught that we had to do. So I really tried my hardest to work “in a Japanese way.” I lived in a Japanese style house. I sat on the floor. I tried to speak indirectly, and to hold back in meetings from telling everyone about my brilliant ideas. (Well, usually I tried.) I would take Japanese o-bentos to meetings in case anyone was looking, when what I really wanted was bread.
It was crazy. I remember looking at a row of aftershaves in a supermarket and, without word of a lie, thinking “what kind of aftershave would a Japanese man buy?” (Stupid really: any of them, that’s why the shop sells them.) I wanted to smell like a Japanese person. I really wanted to fit in, and this despite the fact that I was six foot one and white. I worried about doing the wrong thing. I worried about saying the wrong thing. I worried about how what I said would be interpreted. I worried about offending people unintentionally—I worried All. The. Time.
It was very, very stressful. Read more about Culture is hard