Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Responding to the Global Food Crisis

Many of you have been gradually finding out about my relatively recent decision to go vegetarian. To avoid the stereotype of being a hippie PETA activist, here is an explanation for my recent lifestyle change.

My sister and brother-in-law made this decision earlier this year. They’ve continually challenged me on the issue (even to the extent of offering me dumpster meat from Trader Joe’s for Christmas dinner). Their reasons for making the change kept haunting me every time I went to stick a piece of meat in my mouth. It wasn’t that I ate an excessive amount of meat, I rarely cooked meat myself and typically when I ate it I was eating dinner out. But I couldn’t seem to shake the issue from my mind. I’ve been praying a lot about the issue as to how to approach this tug at my heart. It became evident that there was only one clear choice. No more meat. Here are the reasons. (I’ve stolen this from my brother-in-laws blog because I’m not sure I could explain it any better. Thanks Dave!)

“[There is a continual rise in the] cost of food throughout the world. Britain has called the crisis a “silent tsunami” that is sweeping across the already impoverished places of the world. An NPR report mentioned that many families in Egypt spend up to one third of their income to buy bread (one of the cheapest foods available - everything else is drastically more expensive than a simple loaf of bread).
All over the world, this is an incredibly serious and deadly issue. It’s estimated that more than 100 million more people (and these types of issues always seem to affect kids more than adults) will start to go hungry because they can’t afford to buy the food necessary to survive. Meanwhile, we (in the West) continue to eat more than our share of the world’s food, largely because our meals are so meat heavy. I came across a blog that had a great post on these issues, and noted some statistics about how demanding on other food resources it is to produce meat . While the post is somewhat dated, I thought these numbers were kind of mind blowing:

~it takes 10-22 pounds of grain and soybeans to produce 1 pound of edible animal flesh.
~it takes 5,000-7,000 gallons of water to produce 1 pound of edible animal flesh.
~Percentage of corn grown in the US eaten by livestock: 80
~Percentage of oats grown in the US eaten by livestock: 95
~Percentage of protein wasted by cycling grain through livestock: 90
~Cattle produce just 100 pounds of flesh protein for every 1580 pounds of plant protein
~One acre of land can produce: 14,000 pounds of sweet corn
~One acre of land can produce: 28,800 pounds of navel oranges
~One acre of land can produce: 40,000 pounds of potatoes
~But one acre of land can only produce: 250 pounds of edible beef
~(one acre of soybeans produces 462,000grams of protein- one person’s protein requirement for over 23 years)”

This was not an easy decision by any means. I will miss my fresh turkey sandwiches at lunch. With spring on the horizon I’m definitely not looking forward to going to cook-outs and having to smell the delicious fragrance of hamburgers and chicken being grilled. But it’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make.

The most difficult part so far has been what to do when other people offer to feed me. I have been hesitant up until recently to even tell people about this change for fear of coming across as a “vegetarian bullhorn evangelist.” So here is what I’ve concluded: So long as it’s in my control I will not eat meat. If people offer to cook for me I will tell them I am a vegetarian. However, if I am offered a meal with meat and it would be offensive not to eat it I will gratefully eat the meal. If I’m ever in a situation in which if I don’t eat it, it will be thrown away, I’ll eat it. (As wasting food would directly contradict my entire reason for going vegetarian.)

So there it is. No more meat. I hope that doesn’t make me a freak, but if it does, I guess a freak isn’t a bad thing to be.

Dangerous Wonder

It was one of those snowfalls you never forget. Millions of white flakes filled the air, quieting the earth and swallowing the sounds. The resulting silence was thick with a texture you could feel.

My nephew stood in the living room at the opening to our deck, a stranger to snow, his two years of life about to be altered irrevocably. His eyes were blank, unaware; his body clueless; his mind about to be overloaded with the electricity of discovery.
In the dark, Mother had maneuvered herself onto the deck’s two feet of snow to capture the event on video. Dad manned the sliding door, which had been unlatched for quick opening into the darkness. Uncle’s hands were poised on the switch to light the deck. And Aunt was ready to lift her nephew into the mysterious new world of twinkling ice and frozen softness.

The moment arrived.

In a perfectly timed instant the deck lights went on, the camera started recording, the sliding door swept open, and a two-year-old was transported form the world he knew to a world he had never seen.

Wonder filled the air.

His eyes stretched wide with astonishment, as though the only way to apprehend what he was seeing was for his eyes to become big enough to contain it all. He stood motionless, paralyzed. It was too much for a two-year-old, too much for an any-year-old (too often, when a person gets older, the person’s “too-much detector” malfunctions, corroded by busyness and technology). He twitched and jerked each time a snowflake landed on his face, feeling it tingle as it was transformed from hostile cold to friendly warmth, caressing his face with tiny droplets of water.

Just behind his large eyes you could see sparks flying from the crosscurrents of millions of electric stimuli overwhelming the circuit breakers of his previously small world. His mind was a confusion of strange, conflicting realities: white, cold, floating, flying, tingling, electric, landing, touching, sparkling, melting – causing an overload so great, so overwhelming, he fell backward – a slow-motion landing in the billowy whiteness, the snow tenderly embracing him. He had given up trying to understand snow and had given in to experiencing snow.

A moment of dangerous wonder.

(Dangerous Wonder - Mike Yaconelli) If you have not read this book yet it should be put at the top of your list!

Monday, December 22, 2008

Art, Worship, and Divine Creation


Art has always been a significant part of my life, both in admiring the work of others as well as creating my own. Lately, this passion has fallen a bit by the way side due to a lack of sufficient time. However, with the completion of yet another semester of college, this morning I found myself with a little bit of free time. So I decided to paint. I find art to be therapeutic, calming, and freeing. I’ve learned to see it as a form of worship. The mind set free to pray, adore, and praise. But this morning I saw it in a different light.

As I began to paint I was thinking about God as creator of the universe. I was reflecting on all the incredible intricacies of the world when I stumbled upon an unexpected realization… The Lord who created the stars, mountains, and seas, the Lord who paints the most miraculous sunsets, is the same Lord who created me. And beyond that, of all the incredible things his hands have made, he chose man to be created in his image. Imago dei. By simply creating, I was reflecting the image of my Lord, like a small child chugging along with a toy lawn mower imitating his father. We may be far from being able to do the real thing, but by imitating we are saying, “I want to be like you.” What greater form of flattery is there?

Art transcends the physical restraints of this world and is a partaking in the divine process of creation. Melodies and strokes unite to form an image that comes not just from the hand of the creator, and not just the mind, the heart or the soul either; but rather from the uniting of every part of your being. This is in essence, what it means to be alive. And when this is set in perfect rhythm with the heart of God, that is true worship. Worship is not about the song being sung, the sight being gazed upon, or the masterpiece being created. Worship is the uniting of the heart, soul, mind, and strength to imitate the ultimate creator. It’s saying, “I love you, and want to be like you.”

Strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord

I recently heard someone pose an interesting question: What would God want for Christmas? As I thought about the question, I couldn’t help but think that what God wants for Christmas isn’t any different than what He wants from us every day of our lives. So maybe, the better question is: What has God’s desire been for humanity since He cast the earth into existence? The Bible is explicitly clear that the Lord yearns for His creation to be redeemed and for us to be reconciled to him. He hungers for us to be able to experience the world as He intended. Life to the full. Life in the Kingdom . . . on earth as it is in Heaven.

Life where. . .
. . . widows and orphans are cared for. (James 1:27)
. . . the hungry are fed. (Isaiah 58:7)
. . . the homeless are given shelter. (Isaiah 58:7)
. . . the naked are clothed. (Isaiah 58:7)
. . . creation is no longer subjected to frustration. (Romans 8:20)
. . . we don’t pass judgment on one another. (Romans 14:13)
. . . we forgive because we have been forgiven. (Matthew 18:21-35)
. . . our citizenship is in Heaven. (Philippians 3:20)
. . . we love our neighbors as ourselves (Mark 12:31)
. . . we love the Lord our God with all our heart, soul, mind, and strength. (Mark 12:30)

Is this not what is promised with the return of Christ to earth?

Advent is a season of preparation for the coming of Christ, both at incarnation and for the second coming.

From the Latin word adventus, advent means “coming” translated from the Greek word parousia commonly used in reference to the second coming of Christ.

So as we await the coming of our King this Christmas, may this be our prayer:

O Come O come Emmanuel
And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the son of God appear

Rejoice, Rejoice, Emmanuel
Shall come to thee o Israel

O come thou dayspring, come and cheer
Our spirits by thine advent here
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night
And death’s dark shadows put to flight

Rejoice, Rejoice, Emmanuel
Shall come to thee o Israel

Oh come Desire of nations, bind
All peoples in one heart and mind;
Bid envy, strife, and quarrels cease
Fill all the world with heaven’s peace.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel!

But let’s not stop there. As it is written, “You ought to live holy and godly lives as you look forward to the day of God and speed its coming.” (2 Peter 3:11-12)

So this Christmas, let’s stop asking how can we get what we want? And start asking how can we give God what He wants? After all, shouldn’t that be the purpose of our lives?


Saturday, December 6, 2008

Give Me Your Eyes

Looked down from a broken sky.
Traced out by the city of lights.
My world from a mile high.
Best seat in the house tonight.
Touch down on the cold black-top.
Hold on for the sudden stop.
Breathe in the familiar shock of confusion and chaos.
All those people going somewhere, why have I never cared.

Give me your eyes for just one second,
Give me your eyes so I can see,
Everything that I keep missing,
Give your love for humanity.
Give me your arms for the broken-hearted
The ones that are far beyond my reach.
Give me Your heart for the ones forgotten.
Give me Your eyes so I can see.

Step out on the busy street.
See a girl and our eyes meet.
Does her best to smile at me.
To hide what's underneath.
There's a man just to her right
Black suit and a bright red tie.
Too ashamed to tell his wife he's out of work, he's buying time.
All those people going somewhere, why have I never cared.

Give me your eyes for just one second,
Give me your eyes so I can see,
Everything that I keep missing,
Give me your love for humanity.
Give me Your arms for the broken-hearted
The ones that are far beyond my reach.
Give me Your heart for the ones forgotten.
Give me Your eyes so I can see.

I've been there a million times.
A couple of million lives.
Just moving past me by, I swear I never thought that I was wrong.
But I wanna second glance so give me a second chance to see the way you've seen the people all along.

Give me your eyes for just one second,
Give me your eyes so I can see,
Everything that I keep missing,
Give me your love for humanity.
Give me Your arms for the broken-hearted
The ones that are far beyond my reach.
Give me Your heart for the ones forgotten.
Give me Your eyes so I can see.

Give me your eyes for just one second,
Give me your eyes so I can see,
Everything that I keep missing,
Give me Your love for humanity
Give me Your arms for the broken-hearted
The ones that are far beyond my reach.
Give me Your heart for the ones forgotten.
Give me Your eyes so I can see.

(Give Me Your Eyes - Brandon Heath)

This should be the prayer of each of our souls...


Monday, November 17, 2008

Where Does Your Identity Lay?

What would it look like if, as Christians, our identity laid not in our outward appearances, wealth, or worldly successes, but rather, it laid in our oneness with Jesus Christ? After all, “our citizenship is in heaven” (Philippians 3:20). Would the way we view ourselves not be drastically different if we truly believed that God created us in his own image? As it is written, “God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him” (Genesis 1:27). In light of this we are offered a sort of divine confidence in who we are, regardless of what the world tries to tell us. The Bible assures us that “He will take great delight in [us] … he will rejoice over [us] with singing” (Zephania 3:17). God, the creator of the universe, takes joy in YOU. He finds pleasure in your life, even though it is a mere “mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes” (James 4:14). How can something so awe-inspiring not be enough? It is a great tragedy when we are deeply valued by an eternal God and yet still look towards other humans for approval? Day after day we must strive to block out the plethora of lies that bombard us daily and reach to fully grasp the richness found at the heart of this truth.

Now let’s turn the tables for a minute. There is a lot more wrapped up in this truth than simply having confidence in the person God made you despite the lies of the world. Remember, these words were not written just to you. But these same feelings of love extend towards every human life. Whether it be the guy you sit next to in class, the girl working at the coffee shop you go to, the starving child in Africa, the child infected with Malaria in South America, the single mother infected with AIDS in India, the child soldier in Uganda, the terrorist responsible for civilian bombings, Osama Bin Laden, Sadam Hussein … get my drift? Imagine how a genuine belief in this would revolutionize the way we live our lives.

What if we were able to set aside all of the things that cripple our ability to see others the way Christ sees them?

… Would this not be easier if our identity lay solely in Christ?

What if we loved, not expecting anything in return?

… Would this not be easier if we fully understood the depth of God’s love for us?

What if we looked not within ourselves but to God for the ability to love unconditionally?

… Would this not be easier if we recognized our inability to love apart from God?

What if… we loved the world like Christ did?

… Would the world not be a different place?

Is this not what God has called us to do?

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Will You Step Out of the Boat?

This year my church is participating in a movement called “The Advent Conspiracy.” It calls Christ followers to take back the real meaning of Christmas and to not get sucked into the consumerist trap that we all so easily find ourselves in that time of year. While most at least agree with the idea of the movement a few concerns have been expressed. How would this effect the economy? What will it do to my children? Won’t people think I’m crazy? Here are my thoughts to those concerns:

I agree that maybe the advent conspiracy isn’t as black and white as it may seem at first glance. If the nation were to suddenly stop falling into the consumer trap that surrounds Christmas, there would undoubtedly be severe consequences in our economy’s health. However, while the idea of the Advent Conspiracy sweeping the nation over night is appealing, it is not likely to happen. If the idea of the advent conspiracy is beginning to creep into the circles of Christ followers across the nation, the changes will be spread out over years as this idea takes root and Christians begin to respond.

While there is the concern of businesses which may be dependent on Christmas sales, what percentage of spending is from businesses such as these? What percentage of your spending is from these businesses? Maybe it’s not necessary to cut down on the spending from small locally owned shops such as these in order to catch on to the idea of the Advent Conspiracy. Most of the spending comes from large corporations such as Target, Best Buy, etc. While profits sky rocket around Christmas, it would be hard for me to believe that those corporations are dependent on sales during Christmas. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad for them to suffer a little bit? Cut back on production? So as you buy gifts, think about where that money is going. Is it going to a large corporation? Or is it going to support the family that owns the bookstore where you purchased your gifts?

Buying gifts is not in and of itself a bad thing. We are called to give. But who are you giving to? Maybe instead of giving to people who already have abundantly more than they need, you buy for those who don’t. If instead of buying a new jacket for your daughter, you buy a jacket for a young girl without a home and allow your daughter to share in the joy that comes with giving it to her. It is easy to think that children won’t understand that concept but you might be surprised… give it a chance. Don’t use it as an excuse.

In my mom’s post “Yes, But: The Tensions of Advent Conspiracy” she expressed concern about me, her daughter, feeling slighted because of my faith in Jesus. I’m going to take a minute to speak to that because I think it’s a common and yet maybe an unnecessary concern. While your children may be disappointed and not understand it all right away, it is a great teaching opportunity. And as I previously stated, don’t underestimate their understanding and desire to contribute to meeting the needs of the poor. Given the choice, it may surprise you how many of them would choose to give, they simply just don’t know how. They don’t have much of their own to give, but when enabled they discover the joy they receive from it. Is there any age to young to start teaching this? Imagine a generation raised with a passion to give to those in need.

While my parents didn’t spend extravagant amounts of money on us kids at Christmas (for which I am grateful) I never in the least bit felt like I didn’t have enough. Furthermore, while I can’t recall most of the gifts I received, I can recount endless stories of the times we spent together as a family. My Christmas memories are not about the gifts I got. In fact I can barely recall what I received last year. My memories are of bundling up to go cut down a Christmas tree and joking about all the “Charlie Brown” Christmas trees. Listening to the same CD every year while decorating the tree and pulling out all the old homemade ornaments, laughing about the pig ornament or the many ridiculous old Sunday school ornaments that were clearly made in the 80’s and early 90’s. Arguing about whose Jesus got to be in the nativity scene or whose homemade star got to be on top of the tree, only to laugh about it years later. Sitting in the light of advent candles and praying as a family and reading part of the nativity story each week. Going to the Christmas Eve service, followed by a celebration with family friends in the neighborhood. The cold walk home with the crisp night air against my face and the crunching snow with each step, hooting at owls in the trees overhead. Spending the night in my sister’s room and waking up early to play games before heading downstairs. Eating breakfast and lunch together around the dining room table. A walk down to the lake to work off all the food we just ate. Those are the memories I have. Not of presents. Those are the things that will make Christmas special. And those are the things that make God smile.

So, that sounds great and all in theory but people will call me crazy! Yes, they probably will. But since when does a person living a life that is “set-apart” or holy make decisions that look rational to others? Take Simon and Peter for example. In Luke 5 Jesus gives then the best catch anyone has ever seen. The boat is so full of fish that it begins to sink. Jesus then says to them “come follow me.” Peter and Simon then “pulled their boats up on shore, left everything and followed him.” They didn’t go sell all the fish first, say goodbye to friends and family, raise enough money to support themselves on their trip, pack up all their belongings and then leave. No, they dropped their nets, and left. Imagine what their friends and family thought! What would you have thought? Then later the disciples find themselves in the middle of a storm in a fishing boat in the ocean. Jesus comes to them walking on water and asks Peter to come to him. He is literally asking Peter to step out of the boat in the middle of the ocean during a violent storm. Would you get out? Peter did. And he walked on the water until he took his eyes of Jesus and saw the storm around him and lost faith. Then he began to sink. Are you willing to get out of the boat? People will call you crazy, they won’t understand, but if you “fix your eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of your faith” He will be faithful. He’ll pull you back up when you start to sink. Francis Chan in his book Crazy Love explains it this way:

Obsessed people are more concerned with obeying God than doing what is expected or fulfilling the status quo. A person who is obsessed with Jesus will do things that don’t always make sense in terms of success or wealth on this earth.

While some of these concerns might be valid, double check yourself when you start to question the Advent Conspiracy movement; are these really the issue? Or are they convenient excuses to not make the changes that will undoubtedly be difficult and alter your way of living?

“God doesn’t call us to be comfortable. He calls us to trust Him so completely that we are unafraid to put ourselves in situations where we will be in trouble if He doesn’t come through.” (Crazy Love-Francis Chan)

Are you willing to drop your nets?

Will you step out of the boat?

http://www.adventconspiracy.org/