Thursday, September 21, 2006

What To Do With Anecdotes

an - ec - dote: noun - a short account of a particular incident or event of an interesting or amusing nature, often biographical.

It occurred to me this week that we Westerners like to turn anecdotes into something they weren't meant to be. An anecdote is simply an account of something that happened. It's an incident. An episode. An occurrence.

We love to microwave them for 30 seconds and turn them into principles. This is probably the most offensive use of the anecdotes that make up 90% of the scriptures.

Let's appreciate that the power of an anecdote is in the telling, not in what principles and conclusions can be derived from it.

We mythics focus on the delivery over the derivatives. Truth is best left unarticulated, hidden between the lines of the stories we tell.

So now we have a choice. We can say, "God is all-powerful," or we can say, "The sun stood still."

The first statement is uttered after much deliberation, reckoning, information gathering, experimentation, comparing, and the inevitable conclusion. Ah, now we feel better, because now his strength is measurable. The scientific method brought to bear on our faith and reason.

The second leaves the mystery intact. And a mythic is happy wondering, "Hmmm, the sun stood still. How did He do that? What happened to the tides that day? Did the moon stop moving as well?" The effect of these kinds of mythic musings runs deep. In the end, the mythic simply sighs and says, "Father God, you amaze me. I love you."

These mythic musings change us in a way that knowledge never will.

I raise my glass to the humble anecdote.

Saturday, September 9, 2006

The Journey within the Voyage

Once upon a time, a group of people embarked upon a great voyage in a great ship--but it was not the journey they had expected. For, after they had sailed westward upon the open ocean for many weeks, a great storm rose up and blew them far off course. So heavy was the storm and so dark was the sky that they could not tell night from day, and they lost all track of time.

They began to wonder if this powerful storm was sent to torment them. Finally, after many days, the storm subsided, and they found themselves upon the shore of a beautiful island, their ship badly damaged and unsailable.

So they decided to see what they could see. The island was lush and sunny, the waters warm, and a tremendous mountain rose up from the center of the island. Nearby, a cool, clear river flowed down from the mountain and emptied into the ocean.

[to be continued...]

Rabbit's Advice

About a year ago, Steve Coan told me to check out these lyrics. 'Bout time I shared them here.

These two songs from the movie "Pooh's Grand Adventure: The Search for Christopher Robin" provide a nice commentary on this mythic walk with Jesus. I leave the interpretation to you.

The first is sung by Rabbit to Pooh.

If It Says So

A map is not a guess
An estimation or a hunch
A feeling or a foolish intuition

A map is a dependable
Unwavering, inarguably accurate
Portrayer, of your position

Never trust your ears
Your nose, your eyes
Putting faith in them
Is most unwise
Here's a phrase you all
Must memorise
In the printed word
Is where truth lies

Never trust your tummies
Tails, or toes
You can't learn a thing
From any of those
Here's another fact
I must disclose
From the mighty pen
True wisdom flows

If it says so
Then it is so
If it is so
Well so it is
A thought's not fit to think
'Til it's printed in ink
Then it says so
So it is

Never trust that thing
Between your ears
Brains will get you nowhere fast
My dears
Haven't had a need
For mine in years
On the page is where
The truth appears

If it says so
Then it is so
If it is so
So it is
A thought's not fit to think
'Til it's printed in ink
Never differ from or doubt it
Or go anywhere without it

Thank goodness we've got this.

Adventure Is A Wonderful Thing

The second song from "Pooh's Grand Adventure" is sung by Owl. Never mind the false bravado--listen to the message of his song:

Adventure Is A Wonderful Thing

Oh, how I envy you!
Not everyone has the chance
To face the unspeakable terrors
Of the great unknown.

Today's the day,
In only a matter of moments
You'll all be on your way.
What lurks around the corner
Not a soul can say.
But I can guess,
More or less,
Hidden dangers
Great duress
Ah, the moments of glory
Is close at hand
It's gonna be grand!

Adventure is a wonderful thing!
Pack only the essential
I'll tell you what to bring--
Your strength
Your nerve
Your hearts
Your wits
And for skullosaurus attacks,
First aid kits.

Adventure is a hoot and a half!
You'll face unearthly dangers
And look at them and laugh--
The claws
The teeth
The chase
The thrill
You'll never want to come home.
Maybe you never will.

That's the beauty of adventure!
It's strictly sink or float,
It runs you 'til you're ragged
Then it grabs you by the throat.
You struggle to survive it
Though the chances are remote.
Hoo, hoo, lucky you
Wish I was coming too!
Adventure is a wonderful thing.

I almost forgot the very best part--
You not only get to save your friend
From the most dangerous place,
Namely Skull,
But from the most dangerous part
Of the most dangerous place--
The eye of the skull itself!

(Pooh) Oh, bother...

(Owl) And you,
General Pooh,
Off you go
Marching high and low.
Your friend
Waits at the end,
Right here
Take a look--
The map is perfectly clear,
With your excellent sense of direction
You've nothing to fear.

Through the quicksand
Tempting fate,
And fighting spasms
Dodging avalanching boulders.
Remember, Christopher Robin's fate
Rests completely on your shoulders, Pooh!

(Pooh) Excuse me, Owl--

(Owl) It's up to you.

That's the beauty of adventure!
The trembling and the dread,
Oh I can't think of another thing
I'd rather do instead.

(Pooh) Perhaps you could join us?

(Owl) No, no, you go ahead.

Hoo, hoo, lucky you
Tally ho, and toodle ooh
Ready now, noble chin
Chest out, tummy in
Make a fracas, have a fling
Drop a postcard, give a ring
Get the lead out, time to swing
Whoop dee doo, and badda bing
Adventure, is a wonderful thing

I salute you!
And those of you doomed to never return--
I salute you twice.

Tuesday, September 5, 2006

Nehemiah the Mythic


I've been going through the story of Nehemiah and the rebuilding of the wall around Jerusalem. Several mythic themes are jumping out at me.

1) God "speaking" through desires:

...Hanani, one of my brothers, came from Judah with some other men, and I questioned them about the Jewish remnant that survived the exile, and also about Jerusalem. They said to me, "Those who survived the exile and are back in the province are in great trouble and disgrace. The wall of Jerusalem is broken down, and its gates have been burned with fire." When I heard these things, I sat down and wept. For some days I mourned and fasted and prayed before the God of heaven. (1:1-4)

The king said to me, "What is it you want?" (2:4)

I went to Jerusalem, and after staying there three days I set out during the night with a few men. I had not told anyone what my God had put in my heart to do for Jerusalem. (2:11)

Ever been "taken over" by something, by some situation, or opportunity, or plight? God speaks into you through your desires, my friends. What is it you want?

2) God speaking to His people through the nobodies.

...I was cupbearer to the king... (1:11)

Cupbearers, armor-bearers, illegitimate children, castoffs. God uses them all. Let us prepare to be used.

3) One man's desires elevating him to Captain

Then I [Nehemiah] said to them, "You see the trouble we are in: Jerusalem lies in ruins, and its gates have been burned with fire. Come, let us rebuild the wall of Jerusalem, and we will no longer be in disgrace." I also told them about the gracious hand of my God upon me and what the king had said to me. They replied, "Let us start rebuilding." So they began this good work. (2:17,18)

The power of one man with an idea from God. Wow, this almost makes me cry. Reminds me of the truth that "without a vision, the people perish."

3) The universal desire to make God proud.

Remember me with favor, O my God, for all I have done for these people. (5:19)

4) Terror in the face of the Kingdom of God

So the wall was completed on the twenty-fifth of Elul, in fifty-two days. When all our enemies heard about this, all the surrounding nations were afraid and lost their self-confidence, because they realized that this work had been done with the help of our God.

There is so much more in this story. I may write some more. For now, just let these little scenes eat you alive, then ask God, "What is it that I want?"

Because YOUR deepest desires are HIS deepest desires.

Saturday, September 2, 2006

The Stories Nature Tells


Fire consumes, and releases energy, and the heat rises. What is it saying about the Creator?

Trees spring to life and die each year. What story does that tell us?

Seeds die before a plant is born. Why does there always have to be a death before there can be life?

Reproduction takes two. Rain falls from the sky and soaks into the earth. The moon lines up perfectly with the earth so that from time to time it perfectly covers the sun. Where there is no light, there is darkness. Gravity makes it possible for us to walk upright. The surface of water is constantly in a state of change.

On and on it goes.

Why is it all this way? The earth is perhaps God's greatest Storyteller. The oldest, most prolific Storyteller of all.

God could have made things so differently, but He chose to do it this way, and He chose to give it a voice.

He also chose to give us eyes, ears, skin, a nose, and a tongue. These are the ways that we hear the story the world has to tell.

You can know so much about a person from the things they make. It works that way because we leave a part of ourselves in the things we create (not the things we manufacture--that's another thing entirely). God hid Himself in His creation, like a woman hides herself in a quilt that she lovingly creates. After she's long been gone, you can still look at that quilt and "see" grandma in it. It speaks of her.

It's the same phenomenon with nature. It speaks of Him. God's ways can be seen. His desires can be grasped. I might even go so far as to say, His presence can be felt--in all of the created world.

...what may be known about God is plain to them, because God has made it plain...For since the creation of the world God's invisible qualities--his eternal power and divine nature--have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse. (From Paul's letter to the Roman believers)

We may not hear the voice of God yet. But something tells me it's good practice to "listen" to that which speaks of Him.