Thursday, October 15, 2009

Online

For about a year now I have had an interesting part time job. I am one of the facilitators for an online class offered by my alma mater, FWBBC. I have guided two classes through the "Introduction To Biblical Studies" class and I am currently working with a group in a class entitled "Christian Ethics."

I think the great value of the virtual classroom is the level of interaction students are required to have to get a good grade. I have spent a number of years in both college and seminary and I know it is possible to be present without really being present. Let me explain what I mean. You don't have to ask any questions and if you are lucky you won't be asked any directly. It may even be possible to borrow someone else's notes or get with a study group of more diligent students before the exams thus allowing you to be present without being present. This kind of hiding in plain view is not possible in an online class. The students have to give their answers or opinions on each issue we bring up. What's more, they are expected to interact with one another as the discussion progresses.

Now, is this better than the traditional classroom setting? The answer to that question is both yes and no. As I have already stated, it does have some positive elements, but can you really know the other members of your class or your instructor in a virtual classroom? I do believe it is a solution for many who can't relocate to a traditional campus and yet want the intellectual discipline of serious study.

All that being said, I would like to meet all of the folks who have gone through the classes I have been the facilitator for. If they stay with the program through graduation and actually receive their diplomas at FWBBC, I want to be there. Online interaction is a good thing, but it does not quite measure up to the real thing, at least in my mind.

Friday, October 9, 2009

The Ghost Of Pastors Past

I am now serving the fourth church of my career. I have been here since February 1995 and when you consider that I began my pastoral ministry in 1982 it means that better than half of the time I have been Pastor Corn it has been here at Bethlehem. Still, I have fond memories of the places I served before I landed in Ashland City. I have been thinking a lot about that in the past few months since one of the churches that I served is seeking a new pastor. I didn't really know their pastor, but he had called me to come for a Homecoming service a couple of years back and I was very impressed with him. It seemed to me that he was a good fit and the future looked brighter than it had for that church in some time. Now, the church is casting about for a new pastor. I have wondered if I could be of any help to them. After all, I do know a bunch of the preacher brethren and I do know some of the people in that church fairly well. I was just about convinced that I ought to call up some of the guys on the board when I stopped myself. Do I really want to recommend someone? What if that person is a colossal flop? I might end up hurting the church far more than I might help them. In the final analysis I decided I could not risk it. Now, if they call me and ask about someone that they are considering that might be different, but I'm not even sure about that.

Pastors seeking churches usually don't have keen perception of what churches really are like. What's more they will put their best foot forward in the interview process. Churches often don't know what questions to ask. It is something of a minor miracle that good pastoral fits ever occur. So, what can be done? I can pray for my former charge. It is the least that I can do and perhaps the most as well.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Reading

I have always loved books. I think it began with my Mom buying the complete set of Dr. Seuss books for me. From that beginning I have vivid memories of sitting down with our brand new set of The 1965 World Book Encyclopedia and thinking how great it would be to read all of them. No, I didn't do that but I think it says something about my personality that I would value such and undertaking.

Well, it has been a long time since then. Through Bible College and three different seminaries I have come to amass some 4000 volumes. More than once I have had church people ask me if I have read all of them and a few have questioned the sense of having so many. I always think of that question in terms of my older brother. He is now retired from a career at Ford Glass Plant where he had been promoted up to doing "tool and dye" work. Over the years he began to collect tools and now he has a workshop that is literally crammed with everything from a metal lathe to a belt sander, to two different sorts of table saws, and hundreds if not thousands of other tools. He enjoys making knives, all sorts of wood working, and compound bows. I have told him he ought to go into making golf clubs, but there just isn't the interest.

Now, here is my point. Some of the same folks who would question my book collecting would admire my brothers arsenal of tools. What they ought to understand is that my books are my tools. Preachers work in words and those books help me in the process. I have all of my books cataloged in one fashion or another and everyone of the volumes of sermons is indexed by text, author, and title. I bring the content of perhaps a dozen books to bear on the production of every sermon. I think that makes me a better preacher. Some might argue that I could get by with less and that is probably true. But, let me ask you, have you ever been doing something for which you knew there was an ideal tool and you didn't have one? You might be able to improvise but the finished product may not be as good as it could have been if you had that tool. There is also a strong possibility that your improvisation will take longer than the same task done with the right tool.

So, have a sold everyone who might ever read this blog on the value of reading? Probably not, but I do hope that I have made my "biblio-mania" seem a little more normal.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Lingering Over Leviticus

This morning I completed reading through the book of Leviticus. I have been pursuing a plan for a number of years which keeps me on track to read through the whole Bible about twice in each year. Sometimes I do more than that, sometimes less.

I always have a hard time with Leviticus. I suppose the initial reason for that was that it seemed so remote from my experience. After all, I have never sacrificed an animal or been involved in any sort of religious service that was nearly so liturgical as what the OT Jews went through. The book became a bit more understandable when I realized that it was essentially an outline of the proper way to approach God. My Presbyterian friends use something they call the "Regulatory Principle" to guide their worship, which I believe originated in the Westminster Confession. Leviticus is something of an expansion of that idea.

Even knowing that, I was still a bit uncomfortable with the book. Then I decided to highlight the times that the word "holy" occurs. It is amazing how often Moses returns to that word. It is easily the key word to the book, and perhaps it is the major reason that I have a hard time getting through Leviticus. While the books speaks of holiness in all sorts of ways I am increasingly convicted about how unholy I am.

I want that realization to do more than slow down my reading. I want it to change my nature. I don't know who first said it, but I remember reading the analysis of one Christian writer that the world is made up of only two groups of people; there are sinners who think themselves saints, and saints who think themselves sinners. If being part of that latter group is the first step toward holiness, then I have made it. I have a feeling I will be lingering over Leviticus more in the future.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

The Paramore Principle

In my sophomore year at FWBBC I met Sterl Dixon Paramore, Jr. Little did I realize that he and I would develop a friendship that would last from then till now. There is just something about our senses of humor that resonate off of one another. We have jokes that we have been laughing about for better than 30 years.

Of course, it has not all been laughs. Both of us have been very transparent about the hard times we have been through. In 2005 I was told that I would have to have by-pass surgery and I called Sterl, along with a number of other friends, to ask them to pray for me. Even though Sterl lives in Cookeville he drove to Nashville to see me before I was rolled out of the room a little after 6 a.m. on a Monday morning. That really meant a lot to me.

I don't really know why some friendships last and others don't. I would have told you that I had closer friends than Sterl when I was in college, but some of those are just an occasional meeting at the National or a friend request on Facebook. The older I get the more I value those who have a long track record with me. I suppose I would say the bottom line of all of this is that I thank God for all of my friends, but especially for the one that "left a good job in Memphis..."

Monday, August 31, 2009

Monday

I have been a pastor since the fall of 1982. That means I have pretty extensive experience with the let down that comes on Monday. Think about it, the whole week gears toward Sunday and then, it's over. You might think that would leave you with a sense of accomplishment, and sometimes it does, but there is always that realization that no matter how good you thought your message was you will be expected to turn out another next Sunday. Beyond that, I heard a physician on James Dobson's radio program say that most ministers will have an increase in adrenalin on Sundays and then it will crash on Monday. So, you have two strokes against you on the best of Mondays. That is a dangerous place to be.

There is a standard bit of pastoral wisdom that says, "Never resign on a Monday!" Most ministers of my acquaintance have thought about it. I know I have, but the real question is how you are looking at the situation. If it is about me, how I am treated, or if it is about results, how the church is numerically doing, then there would be lots of times to quit. What I have come to realize is that it must be about Jesus. How will He be most glorified? Now, that sounds somewhat mystical and I am no mystic. How can I know if Jesus is being glorified? I think the only thing we can do is step back from things and take a hard look. That generally means getting away from it for awhile, and then looking at the church with fresh eyes. I have done that more than once. I am sure I will be doing it again.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Up When Things Are Down

One of the things that I face from time to time is how to be up when things are down. Coming on the heels of an entry about loneliness, it may sound like things are falling apart in my world, but believe me they are not.

Today was one of those kind of Sunday services where a sizable number of folks were just not here. Some were on vacations, one family was at the hospital, another was attending a baby dedication at another church, a few were sick, and some were just backslidden. Now, what do you do in that situation? Do you get angry at the folks who are not there? Do you fall into the "slough of despond" and project that so that everyone feels equally depressed? I have tried both of those approaches and have not been all that pleased with the results. What I did today was to put as positive a spin on things as I could. I made a conscious decision that I was going to be up. My hope is that such an approach will be contagious, that the service will be, in the best sense of the word, uplifting. But, there is a down side to being up. Suppose you walk into church and see a lot fewer people than ought to be there and just about the time you are getting worried the pastor comes on like nothing is wrong, as though he is oblivious to what seem so obvious to you. Somehow, I want the church to know that we do not live or die by the statistics, that we can worship the Lord with many or with with few. I want to project a balanced concern about where we are and where we ought to be numerically, but that I refuse to allow that to rule my emotions. Maybe that is too nuanced a message to get across in the tone of a Sunday morning service. Maybe that is why I have a blog, to develop those ideas for the two or three folks in the congregation who will read them.