Oh Heavens (Part two)

We only need to crack open the bible to start learning about heaven: “In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.” Yes, God created heaven. Weird, huh? We think of God as having always existed . . . in heaven. But no. God alone is uncaused; He alone is. Even his dwelling place, the city with the pearly gates, has a cause.

Second, the bible repeatedly states that heaven is God’s dwelling place. I put that in bold because our movies and cartoons have omitted it. I watched the movie What Dreams May Come a few weeks ago, and I tilted my head hard enough to crack my neck when Robin Williams asked, “Where is God?” and Cuba Gooding Junior responded, “Up there, somewhere.” Up where? I thought. Does heaven have a heaven?

Here is what the bible says (all emphases mine):

“You have seen for yourselves that I have spoken to you from heaven.” (Exodus 20:22)

“Hear from heaven, your dwelling place, and when you hear, forgive.” (1 Kings 8:30)

“Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name.” (Matthew 6:9)

The defining feature of heaven is that it is where God dwells. There might be clouds and harps, but there is certainly God. We say things like, “When I get to heaven, I’m finally going to meet my Grandpa.” Although this type of thing may be true, it should pale in comparison to our hope of meeting Christ.

Third, Heaven is not up there with earth down here. Instead of picturing it as space’s attic, picture it as another dimension; instead of thinking of it as far away, think of it as all around you. As NT Wright says in Simply Christian, “Somehow, God’s dimension and our dimension—heaven and earth—overlap and interlock.”

This is all over the New Testament, especially when it comes to Jesus. Colossians says, “He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation . . . for God was pleased to have all his fullness dwell in him.” Jesus was fully human, yet fully divine. Heaven and earth overlapping and interlocking.

Last, heaven is not our final destination. I taught this to my high-school youth group a few weeks ago, and they looked at me as if I had swallowed a handful of crazy pills. But it’s in the bible! Revelation 21:1 says, “Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away.”

Yes we go to heaven when we die, but then we wait for the final renewal of heaven and earth. This will be the start of the age to come, where sin and death will have been wiped out (think garden of Eden, minus the serpent incident). This is what we look forward to, not bouncing from cloud to cloud.

Unfortunately, many of our churches have portrayed heaven as being our final place of refuge from this evil, God forsaken place. While we’re here, then, we ought to clench our fists and wait and invite as many people as we can to do the same.

Read the bible for yourself. Jesus prayed, “Your kingdom come, your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.” God loves his creation—enough to die for it—and is in the business of restoring it, not destroying it. May we join in.

Oh Heavens (Part one)

You’re sitting at your desk, stalking someone on Facebook, when suddenly a bowling ball rips through your ceiling and crushes your skull. Did it fall from a plane, you ask? It doesn’t matter.  It happened. You’re dead.

As your screaming, panic-stricken friend runs in, your soul departs, grows those little cartoon wings, and floats toward the ceiling. Your friend stares at your lifeless body, then up at the hole in the ceiling, and then back at your body. “Can you hear me?” you shout, but she can’t. You’re dead, remember?

You float up to heaven, and here is the big question: What is it like?

If you and I are similar, you see clouds, harps, and your child-hood dog running toward you in slow-motion (all dogs go to heaven, obviously). It will be a place of utter peace, where we won’t be stressed about our jobs; we won’t be sick, sad, or lonely. No more fighting, no more tears. Last but not least, gravity will be weakened (so we can bounce from cloud to cloud).

These images are universal, and while cute, they share an unfortunate link: They come to us from movies and cartoons—not from the bible. Jesus never fully described the place, but when he did talk about it, he never mentioned clouds or harps. If this is the place where we will spend, oh I don’t know, FOREVER, then isn’t it worth ruminating on? Shouldn’t we examine what Jesus did mention?

I’ve decided to make this a three parter for the sake of brevity. Here’s the list of coming attractions:

Part one: Just happened. You got killed by a bowling ball.

Part two: What does the bible say about heaven?

Part three: Do we want to go there?

Please feel free to chime in, regardless of what you believe. Hope you’re looking forward to it.

10 Things I’d Tell My High-school Self

1. Stop being a panzy. Ask her to homecoming.

2. The senior pranks? Awesome. High five.  But…

3. Your band sucks.

4. You think you’re smooth by cheating your way through trig. Just wait until you take the college placement test, bomb it, and end up retaking the class at 7:00am with a teacher who can hardly speak English. Start studying.

5. You are in the “cool” group. Good for you. Now realize how badly other kids want to be in that group, and treat them as if they are in it.

6. Yep, spending thousands of dollars on your truck is a brilliant idea. Definitely don’t put that money away for college.

7. Look into college, you idiot! Haven’t you seen the movie Dangerous Minds? In a few years you will end up at a community college like that.

8. You are going to regret the way you treated your teachers; in fact, you’ll end up writing one of them a letter of apology.

9. The vice principle will freak out when you swap your ID picture for your black friend’s. Do it anyway.

10. Invent Facebook.

  How about you? What would you say?

Questions and Tension

“Upon obedience our energy must be spent; understanding will follow.”  —George MacDonald, Life Essential
I get caught up in theological debates. A lot. Is scripture infallible? Can the creation story be reconciled with the theory of evolution? Does God hate sinners, or just sin? Once saved, always saved? What do I even mean, “saved,” and who will be saved? Are conservative Christians closer to the truth, or are liberal ones? Is Rob Bell a heretic? Is John Piper a Pharisee? Yes and yes? No and no?   Continue reading

Weeds

If you stare long enough at our front yard, you will actually see the weeds grow. Sometimes I’m tempted to soak the entire garden in a toxic chemical, shouting, “Die! Be gone you spawns of Satan! But in hopes of seeing my bird of paradise hit its long awaited growth spurt, I refrain. Better to spare the good plants, break my back, and pull the old-fashioned way.

Two things about weeds: 1) They grow easily 2) Unless pulled from the roots, they will grow back with vengeance.

God’s perception of sin is, I imagine, similar to our perception of weeds: It’s the last thing He wants in our lives, and yet it comes naturally for us; it grows easily. We don’t have to strain in order to lie, cheat, steal, or sleep around. For us, to trespass is to take the path of least resistance. Also, like weeds, our sin shows on the surface (in our actions), but must be rooted up from the deepest level—the will. We can act virtuous, but as long as we will to destroy, we will eventually destroy.

Just as I would have preferred an easier way of ridding the garden of weeds, so God would have preferred an easier way of ridding the world of sin. “If it is possible,” pleaded Jesus, “may this cup be taken from me.” He could already see the people spitting, hear them mocking. But just as breaking my back was the only way to save my garden, so . . . the cross.

Amazingly, to God, you and I were worth the sacrifice. Amazingly, we were His bird of paradise.

“To him who sits on the throne and to the Lamb be praise and honor and glory and power, for ever and ever!” -Rev 5:1

1) For my readers: Any thoughts?

Five Feet Nothin’

Being short is kind of cool, but mostly not. The worst part is the comments: “You sure you can reach that?” “You’re 27? You look 15!” “Are you really with these guys and not secretly a middle-school student?”

What confuses me most is that people often say these types of things in an attempt to connect with me. Let me ask, if you were trying to connect with someone who was on the heavier side, would you say, “Looks like someone’s been spending too much time at the donut shop!” Of course you wouldn’t. It’s common sense. So if you know someone like this, can you please e-mail them this article and write, “You are so dumb. For real,” in the subject line? I appreciate it.

I also said being short is kind of cool, and I meant it. Mostly, it has made me more mindful of others. When I’m in a group, and someone feels different or alone, I can spot it. I thank God for this. Even more, I can make them feel less different, less alone. What’s my secret, you ask? For starters, I treat them how I would anyone else. For dummies, I avoid short, tall, or fat jokes. For real.

Star Struck

“This fame is a drug and the addicts, our gods.”- Micah Kinard

I met Forest Whitaker once. I was waiting for the elevator at the Los Angeles Mission, when bing! The doors opened, and there stood the evil dictator from The Last King of Scotland. “Hi!” I blurted out. I wanted to say more (“What was it like to play an evil dictator? Why did you agree to be in a Movie called Ghost Dog?”) but a simple greeting was all I could muster; my legs were shakier than on the night of my first date.

Hi. That’s what I said to Forest Whitaker. Continue reading

Too far

“We fell across the fall line. Ain’t there nothing sacred anymore?” -Jack Johnson

The first time I saw Daniel Tosh’s Comedy Central special, I laughed so hard that noise stopped coming out. The guy is hilarious. But mixed with my contentment was a tinge of guilt, as I’m sure anyone who has watched him can relate to. He is known for going too far. “Did he seriously just say that?” I asked about fifty times during his routine. Yes, yes he did. Continue reading

A Million Chances

“Set your course for Heaven’s shore.” -Future of Forestry

We were sitting in the kitchen, polishing off the morning’s pot of coffee. I hadn’t been home for over a month, so it was nice to sit and catch up with the woman who brought me into the world. Outside, a squirrel was climbing vertically down a tree on it’s way to a pile of salted peanuts. A pair of blue jays watched from the upper branches, as if to say, “Treat yourself to a few, but the rest are ours.” I forget exactly what my mom and I were talking about, but she said something that found a home in me: “We really are given a million chances.” Continue reading

Que Pasa?

This is to my friends who aren’t Christians (which is at least half of you). Como estas? Que pasa? Why is it sometimes so weird between us? It feels like there is an invisible wall there, an unspoken tension, and honestly, it drives me crazy. You assume certain things to be true about me that aren’t, and I do the same with you. Neither of us like this wall, so my aim is to tear it down, or at least put a window in it so we can see each other more clearly. Continue reading

Science and Psalms

“One who contended that a poem was nothing but black marks on white paper would be unanswerable if he addressed an audience who couldn’t read. Look at it through microscopes, analyze the printer’s ink and the paper, study it (in that way) as long as you like; you will never find something over and above all the products of analysis whereof you can say ‘This is the poem’. Those who can read, however, will continue to say the poem exists.” -CS Lewis, Reflections on the Psalms Continue reading

Valuable Scum

“Hear me now, dear, weak forgiver.” –Lucifer

His face gave him away. When people smile a lot, they develop smile wrinkles…he had frown wrinkles. What little hair he had left was straggly and dirty. His outfit was probably the only one he owned; after all, it was the same one he had on the day before. He walked up to the register and greeted me with silence. Continue reading

Undercover Christians

Sometimes the only downside to seeing a good band is having to sit through the crappy openers. I recently suffered through this at an all day music festival. The band I went to see was great; the band before them had me wishing for death. They were dark, but a cheesy dark, and were simply not good at playing music.  At one point the singer paused in between songs to say, “I am a miserable human being!” He then invited the crowd to follow him in chanting, “Fu*k the world!” and chant they did, three times. It was stupid. Continue reading