Archive for February, 2009

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I Will Not Let You Grow Old (An Open Letter to My Friends)

February 28, 2009

This was inspired by a lady I saw at Starbucks one day. I wanted to share this letter that I wrote with everybody to let you know what kind of friend I can be. I care too much about all my friends to let this happen to them, as I hope you do also. If you know the kind of person being described here, please pass this on to them. enjoy!

2/27/09

Dear Friend,

I won’t let you grow old with you believing that you are younger than you truly are. Talking and dressing like you are 40 going on 20. Eventually, it might become embarassing.

Low rise jeans with muffin tops or Abercrombie fashion on a JC Penny body. Faux hawks at 50 and puka shell chokers choking out the last bit of sense that you might have.

Front butts playing peekaboo out the bottom of camisols and beer guts in a wife beater are never sexy. Both seem to reveal denial and freshly inked tribal tattoos.

Fake tans and highlighted hair make for an interesting contrast. Not intersting like Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, but more like Michael Jackson and Priscilla Presley.

So it comes to this: I promise as your friend to inform you rather than embarrass you if this happens to you. I would rather inform you than allow you to become red in the face. I would hope that you do the same for me. Let us grow old and move forward rather than trying to deny the inevitable. Growing old is a rite of passage and it is for you and me.

Sincerely, Your Friend,

The Brown Kid

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Bursting Your Christian Bubble

February 28, 2009

A friend of mine here on the blogosphere and in Tweetsville (twitter) made me think today. His name is Tyler. He is the “Man of Depravity” and he lives in Portland (my third favorite city on the west coast). He posed the idea of the Christian bubble. The Christian bubble is the seperation of the sacred and the secular in our lives. We see it all the time when christians go to christian stores to buy christian albums or christian books of christian artists written specifically for christians. This is the bubble that we live in. We live in it and when we do, we lose touch of the world outside of it.

When I was going to Trinity Western University, I saw this bubble first hand. I would drive on campus and see all of these students who knew each other, took classes together, had bible studies together, went to games together, and went to chapel and church together. The students were all stuck in the trinity bubble together, but had no need or even want to get out.

So Tyler had two questions:

  1. Does this apply to you?
  2. How can Christians avoid this happening (practical ways)?

I saw this happening in my life. It’s hard not to when you work in a church. I wanted to get away from the bubble. I wanted to have “normal” conversations. I say normal because christianity is such a sub culture that we speak a whole different language. I wanted to converse with my friends who spoke with a native tongue that I once spoke before I met Jesus.

I got a part time job outside of the church. I did this for two reasons. 1) we needed money and 2) if I taught guitar lessons part time instead, my only clients were going to be references from churches. and so I donned the green apron and began pushing caramel machiatos to the masses. This is the idea of the bi vocational pastor. Though I do not hold the title pastor, I do work inside of a church and am therefore thrusted into the bubble.

I think the bubble is a sad place to be at times. Non Christians (NC) are uncomfortable being there and Christians try to be hospitable but their language and culture is so foreign that the NC’s feel even more awkward. Another thing is I feel that the Christians sometimes feel that their job is to make sure that the NC’s must leave having made some sort of progress toward becoming a Christ follower. This is just wrong. Now they are a project not a friend.

But if the Christian has lived in the bubble for so long, they may have nothing to talk about. They have seperated themselves from the culture. They couldn’t talk about things that may matter to modern day culture. again, awkward conversation. The bubble must be popped.

Now I am not saying to join the culture and abandon all that matters to you. What I am saying is that if we are to pop the bubble, we must no what matters outside of the bubble. Have an opinion but don’t think that it is the only one that matters because God is on your side (this drives me bonkers when Xtians pull this one out).

thoughts on the bubble?

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The Return of the Brown Kid

February 27, 2009

I haven’t blogged in a while. Why? Because I haven’t. I haven’t really been inspired to write. I don’t know about blogging. Sometimes it is funny stuff that I’ve seen. Other times it is a rant I may have. Other times it was something else that I can’t really think about anymore.

HTD (here’s the deal). I’m going to begin blogging again. I have taken a month off to figure this whole thing out. I still haven’t got any idea, but I wanted to let you know that this is still an active blog (for my two friends who read this). If you are new, Hello. My name is Ron. I am the brown kid. This is a blog that will make you laugh because it is funny haha or funny stupid, but hopefully it will also make us think a little more. Welcome. We are now friends.

So for those of you who worried, again, my two friends who read this (Tim and Nicole), this video is for you.

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Sunday Set List 2/1/09

February 5, 2009

of course it is in the middle of the week…

Well, this week we had our potluck service. When we have our potlucks, we rent out the Boys and Girls club gym here in the neighborhood and come together to eat and catch up with people that we haven’t seen because of different service times. It is usually quite amazing how many people show up and say something to the affect of “Where have you been” to another person. Usually it is because they have been at the evening service or, when we had it, at the early service instead of the later service in the morning.

When we first started these potlucks, we ran into the problem of words for songs. What we did was printed up some song books with 15 songs that we do at RCC. I intentionally chose songs that were repetitive and also familiar. So this week we did songs from our song books. Here’s how it went down:

Doxology

Meet with Me

In the Secret

All Creatures of Our God and King