- Walked around shattered out of my brains, like the world’s happiest zombie.
- Just sat there holding and staring at the baby for hours on end.
- Joyfully crossed the nappy-changing Rubicon. (Although I will probably never eat Marmite again.)
- Not only been prepared to seriously defend the thesis that my baby is the most beautiful baby of all, but also that her cries are more pleasant and bearable than other babies’ cries.
- Got twitchy after a few hours away from the baby, and resorted to looking at the photos I took of the baby instead.
In the past week I came across two similar church planting concepts, one in the UK, one in Germany. Both are aimed at the millenial generation, both have what I would consider insane start-up costs of over £50,000, and both really left me cold. Which is not good, because I’m supposed to be in favour of church planting. First I thought it was just the money, but thankfully, Henrietta encouraged me to think beyond just the money and work through what was wrong with these ideas. And I think the problem is: big. Read more about Big is not beautiful
From one of our missionary’s prayer points:
We were able to distribute 3,000 flyers for the Christmas candle service around [our area]. One 75 year-old lady came as a result.
I don’t have any smart comments on this one. Over to you. Read more about This is what mission is like in Japan
I’ll say this about current organic/simple/house church proponents: they certainly understand the value of a good story. They’re excellent at finding words and pictures to express what they’re doing and why it’s good. But a metaphor is, by definition, not the truth but something that stands for the truth. Read more about House church metaphors and narratives
So much digital ink has already been spilled on the subject of Wikileaks that I wasn’t sure there was any interesting contribution left to make. But yesterday I was helping to teach our MA course on leadership and organisational change, and we were looking at the idea of the third wave and what it means for organisations.
During the session, I mentioned that I thought Wikileaks was an incredibly important demonstration of what Manuel Castells calls decentered interconnectedness. At which point Rob said “and look for the rest on Simon’s blog in the next few days.” Which I took to be a challenge… Read more about What Wikileaks says about us as a species
I love Twitter. I love the interaction, the openness and the flatness of it all. But it does have its downsides. And Christian leaders on Twitter, my goodness, drive me up the wall.
There are a number of factors at play. Partly there’s an echo chamber effect where people retweet and pass on things uncritically around a circle of friends, hardly interacting with those who have a different opinion. And 140 characters isn’t much space to develop an intelligent thought. But for Christians there’s an added danger: they’re trying to be inspiring. And everything else, like truth, be damned, in this hunt for twee repeatability. Read more about Tweeting and tweeness
Last week my mentor challenged me about my devotional life. I confessed that I often only dipped into the Bible these days when I’m preparing a sermon or similar. Sometimes I do pick it up just to read, but not regularly.
When I was at All Nations I came across a great book called More Light On The Path, which gives you one verse of Hebrew, one verse of Greek and one sentence of commentary, plus any vocabulary you need. It’s devotional hardcore, but it’s about twenty pounds, and we have the Internet these days. I set myself the task of creating my own. Read more about Devotions, the hard way
There are some people who believe that to be Christian means to be a cheerleader; to be unstintingly and cloyingly positive about everything, particularly the things that they hear from Christian leaders. John Stott could get up on stage and fart the national anthem off-key and you would surely find people who’d tell you that it’s an innovative and significant message for the global church. Because, after all, we’re nice people, and we like to be nice about things.
I know that positive voices are easier to hear, but I’m just not very good at that. Perhaps I’m a cynic; I prefer to say that I’ve been blessed and cursed with a critical mind, and I have this naive idea that what people say in public shouldn’t be a load of rubbish. And if it is a load of rubbish, I don’t see a problem with pointing that out. The odd things is that when I do point out that the emperor doesn’t have any clothes, I start hearing from other people who’ve noticed the same.
Take Lausanne, for instance, which we’re all supposed to cheerlead because it’s the biggest and most expensive gathering of evangelicals ever, or some such. It started with a clarion call for a new commitment to truth. I am hoping, then, that a little more truth will be appreciated.
My feeling, as I heard some of the reports from friends and bloggers about it, was that things were bad. So I said so. Now I’m starting to get people telling me quite how bad it was, and I’m surprised, shocked and somewhat angry. Read more about Lausannigans
I’m helping to teach a course in “contextualized theologies in tricultural contexts”. The idea is I do an introduction to the subject, then spend three hours on different Asian theologies. Then there’ll be four hours of teaching time (two two-hour sessions) on African theologies and four hours on Latin American theologies.
This seems reasonable at first glance. Last night, though, I wondered if we should distribute the teaching time based on the population of each region. Read more about If Asian theology gets three hours...