
Tim Keller in The Prodigal God
Read the book review by Challies here, I think it's a must-have book.
A Pew Research Center study released a couple of weeks ago found that when it comes to decision making in the home, wives in a majority of cases either rule the roost or share power equally with their husbands, regardless of how much money the women earn.This is an interesting social phenomenon, and perhaps it has to do with the natural distribution of tasks, that is women are more attuned to how things are run in the house (e.g., kids' school, family events, etc.) relative to men who are more preoccupied with work. But if more and more women are also working full-time these days, why then wives are still dominating the decisions? How do you make decisions in your family? What has been working best for you?
Of the 1,260 men and women whom Pew pollsters surveyed over the summer, 43% responded that the woman makes most of the major decisions for the family, with 31% saying that the couple makes most decisions together. There was a small difference (within the margin of error) between the control exerted by wives who earn more than their husbands and those who earn less (46% versus 42%). But in both cases, women wielded sole decision-making power far more than men did, indicating that what "father knows best" is when to defer to mom.
Certainly that was what University of Iowa researchers found last year when they measured how couples negotiate conflict over household decisions. That study not only confirmed that men will usually go along with their wives but found that when couples do disagree, wives are far more persuasive than husbands in changing their spouses' minds.
The general consensus of sociologists is that, whereas a woman's marital satisfaction is dependent on a combination of economic, emotional and psychological realities, a man's marital satisfaction is most determined by one factor: how happy his wife is. When she is happy, he is. Working within this framework, most husbands are unwilling to dig in their heels on any issue unless they have a tremendous incentive to do so.For husbands, it's really about "I am happy as long as you are, honey". Does this imply that women are more complex than men when it comes to trying to understand each other to make marriages work?
ALREADY PERFECT, but NOT YET PERFECT
NEVER ATTAIN PERFECTION, ALWAYS STRIVE FOR PERFECTION
"Thou commandest continence. Grant what thou commandest and command what thou wilt"Augustine berkata kepada Allah seakan-akan begini: "Tuhan, engkau memerintahkan aku mematikan hawa nafsu seksual-ku... Namun Engkau tahu aku tidak mampu melakukannya dengan kekuatanku sendiri. Bahkan aku akan berdosa jika mengandalkan kekuatanku sendiri. Jadi berikan hal tersebut kepadaku ya Tuhan. Berikan apa yang Engkau perintahkan kepadaku untuk memiliki."
We obey not to earn God's favour.
We obey because God's favour was upon us.
We obey not so that we can find God.
We obey because God has found us.
We obey not to make God indebted to us.
We obey because we are indebted to Him.
Our obedience is not a means of grace.
Our obedience is a response to grace.
"Run, John, run the law commands,
But gives me neither feet nor hands;
Far better news the gospel brings:
It bids me fly; it gives me wings."
There's a crisis in corporate management. While the basis of competition has shifted decisively to innovation, most management tools and approaches are still geared to exploit established ideas rather than explore new ones.The solution she proposed is not to ditch management altogether, but to reinvent it in such a way that management practices are able to engage as many people from diverse backgrounds as possible to jump on board solving problems with creative ideas. The post understanably receives many commments, one of which points to research in Neuroscience which provides a reason why creativity and management practices are strange bedfellows.
Perhaps that's why corporate acquisitions have reached such high levels over the past decade. Creativity takes root in entrepreneurial ventures, and big companies, unable to cultivate it within their own walls, end up buying it instead.
Management practices have historically been rooted in analysis and a linear approach in an effort to attain a level of predictability [whereas]... creativity is rooted in dissonance and breaking predictable patterns
A confession: Since becoming a pastor, I find that I struggle with very different things now than I did before. For instance, I don't look at porn. But I don't look at it for all the wrong reasons.
The truth is, every time I'm tempted to, I begin to think about how much it would cost me if I were to get caught. First, the damage it would do in my marriage is huge in my mind. Second, even though I know my elders and I could probably work through something like that, I'm still conditioned to respond how I was taught in the churches of my youth, where pastors were assumed to be "above reproach" (read: "inhumanly perfect"). When issues such as sexual immorality arose, pastors would disappear—they resigned or were fired.
What I mean to say is that a huge part of why I don't look at porn is that I don't want to lose my job. Right choice, wrong motive. Sometime I wonder, who would I be if I weren't a pastor?
My idol is what my people think of me. That's my real struggle. It is so important, in fact, that when I have an off Sunday, and I think everyone went home grumbling about how badly I preached, I'm devastated. I can't sleep. When someone leaves our community or criticizes my pastoring? More sleepless nights.
Why? Because the truth is that, in many ways, Jesus isn't my Savior. My congregation is. Or, more precisely, their approval is. I want it. I need it. I'd even say that a big part of my identity is based on the results I am getting as a pastor and what people think of me. That idol occasionally, coincidentally, pushes me toward doing the right thing or keeps me from doing the wrong thing.
But the problem is, whenever I come up against a struggle or a temptation and I choose to do the right thing because I need to protect that idol of others' approval—even if I'm ostensibly doing the right thing—in reality, through nurturing that idolatry, I've nurtured serious evil in my heart.
Twisted. Even worse, I've realized that by pursuing my idol of people's approval I'm countering the message I proclaim week after week.
...God began to speak to me about my striving, about my sorry attempts at self-justification and my desire to prove my worth and value—to save myself through my performance as a pastor. Rest is what I needed, but not just the rest of my body in sleep. Not even the rest of my mind from the cares and worries of ministry. All the way down, deeper than both of those things, what I needed was the rest of my soul in the finished work of Jesus.
Maybe the "if you were to die tonight" version of the gospel falls victim to the happiness paradox. If "heaven" is understood as "ultimate happiness," then I can seek to obtain it while remaining trapped in my self-centeredness. If "heaven" is understood as the eternal pleasure factory, then obtaining it has no intrinsic relationship to transformation, therefore no intrinsic relationship to discipleship.
But if the gospel really is the announcement of the availability, through Jesus, of the "with-God life," then things begin to fall into place. Grace is not just the forgiveness of sin, it is the power to live the with-God life from one moment to the next. Heaven is not a pleasure factory that an angry God chooses to shut some people out of because they don't pass a theology test; it is a community of servanthood that can only be enjoyed by a certain kind of character.
What would people be surprised to discover about your life as a writer?
They would probably be surprised to know how boring most of a writer's life is. Sure, you get to travel a bit and do interviews in magazines or on the radio. But that's the artificial side; that's not the real life. The real life of a writer, for me, is an isolated, paranoid sort of existence. [He laughs.] I cannot write with someone in the room. People write to me and say, "I'd like to be your intern; can I come watch you write?" No way! I have to be alone, and when I get into that zone of writing, I eat the same thing for breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day for weeks at a time. I don't want to think about anything else but the writing part. So I'll go away on a writing retreat and spend five days in a row alone, writing. Then I'll take a break for a couple of days and start over again. When I was working on Prayer last year, I did this for about 12 weeks in a row.
How does this affect your interaction with other people?
There has to be a sort of reentry period, because after a while I realize the only human I have talked to all week was the clerk at Starbucks. I'll say, "Tall latte, please." And that's it. I talk to Janet at night, of course. But sometimes when I'm in the thick of it, we'll have dinner with friends, and I realize that I've kind of lost the art of interacting with others. My timing is off.
"This summer, Mr. Harrison scoured a megachurch in Cedar Hill, Texas, and jotted down a laundry list of imperfections: a water stain on the ceiling, a "stuffy odor" in the children's area, a stray plastic bucket under the bathroom sink and a sullen greeter who failed to say good morning before the worship service. "I am a stickler for light bulbs and bathrooms," he says.
Mr. Harrison belongs to a new breed of church consultants aiming to equip pastors with modern marketing practices. Pastors say mystery worshippers like Mr. Harrison offer insight into how newcomers judge churches -- a critical measure at a time when mainline denominations continue to shed members and nearly half of American adults switch religious affiliations. In an increasingly diverse and fluid religious landscape, churches competing for souls are turning to corporate marketing strategies such as focus groups, customer-satisfaction surveys and product giveaways.
His critiques can be bruising, pastors say. "Thomas hits you with the faded stripes in the parking lot," says Stan Toler, pastor of Trinity Church of the Nazarene in Oklahoma City, who hires a secret shopper every quarter. "If you've got cobwebs, if you've got ceiling panels that leak, he's going to find it."
One weekend this past summer, Mr. Harrison drove up to Trinity Church in Cedar Hill, Texas, in a bright-red rented Chevrolet. Armed with a digital camera, he trolled the church's grounds and its new $13 million sanctuary, snapping shots of weeds growing in the parking lot, loose lighting fixtures and a fuse box missing a lid. "Please cover as soon as possible," he wrote in his 67-page report. Few staff members were around on a stifling Saturday afternoon, but Mr. Harrison had a cover story just in case: He was a friend of the pastor's visiting from out of town, and was touring to get ideas before renovating his own church.
Before inspecting the church grounds, Mr. Harrison called Trinity early in the morning to test its voicemail, scrolled through the church's Web site and asked a clerk at a nearby copy shop if he knew anything about Trinity. The young man hadn't heard of it.
The next morning, Mr. Harrison -- who has a round, dimpled face, a salt-and-pepper mustache and a talent for blending into crowds -- arrived a few minutes before the Sunday worship service started. He strolled past the coffee bar where dozens of people chatted, past the electronic giving kiosk and into the cavernous, stadium-style sanctuary, where he sat alone in the eighth row. Wearing a short-sleeved shirt rather than his usual suit and tie, Mr. Harrison fit into the boisterous, casually dressed crowd of 800 worshippers. He turned off his cellphone and filled out a visitor-information card. The lights dimmed as a 10-piece rock band took the stage and ripped into a rollicking song. Mr. Harrison discreetly scribbled notes onto a tiny pad tucked into his palm.
The church scored a solid four stars -- three stars on hospitality and cleanliness, four on appearance and five on the worship experience. Mr. Harrison praised Trinity for using ushers ("I just think it's classy," he says) but hammered the church for its coolness toward visitors. "None asked my name. None asked about my church background. None asked about my spiritual condition. None invited me to return," he wrote in his report.
But, as it is written,
“What no eye has seen, nor ear heard,
nor the heart of man imagined,
what God has prepared for those who love him”—
these things God has revealed to us through the Spirit. For the Spirit searches everything, even the depths of God. For who knows a person's thoughts except the spirit of that person, which is in him? So also no one comprehends the thoughts of God except the Spirit of God. Now we have received not the spirit of the world, but the Spirit who is from God, that we might understand the things freely given us by God. And we impart this in words not taught by human wisdom but taught by the Spirit, interpreting spiritual truths to those who are spiritual.
POLLUTED GARMENT in Hebrew means menstrual cloth or in Driscoll's word "bloody tampons""Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have suffered the loss of all things and count them as rubbish, in order that I may gain Christ" - Phil 3:8 (ESV)
RUBBISH in Greek is DUNG.
Decades worth of research also suggests that this way of eating is healthier. Many studies have documented reduced rates of heart disease and cancer among those adhering to a Mediterranean diet, compared to those eating more red meat and dairy-based regimens. Most of these studies have involved observations rather than actual intervention trials, however, and they have varied in size.
Now the British Medical Journal has published a systematic compilation of a dozen of the most methodologically sound of these observational studies, which included over 1.5 million people followed for up to eighteen years, analyzing cardiovascular consequences and some other important health outcomes. This large meta-analysis found decreased cardiovascular death as well as cancer mortality, as well as a lowered incidence of Parkinson’s disease and Alzheimer’s disease, in those following the Mediterranean diet versus those on other diets.
The Ten Commandments
The most positive and influential document ever written. More than 3000 years of history that engender
• respect for the Divine Creator, which saves us from the arrogance of our humanity as we enjoy and make use of his creation
• respect for the Divine character, which saves us from misplaced trust in the frivolous and transient gods of our age
• respect for the name of God, which teaches us humility and service
• respect for the spiritual nurture of our soul, because we are more than an accident of nature
• respect for family and especially parents
• respect for life, seeking to nurture and value all people, including the weak, the marginalised and the displaced
• respect for our spouse, for the sanctity of marriage and for the value of commitment
• respect for property and the rights of other people, taking nothing to ourselves that is not ours
• respect for the truth, including the value of rational, scientific enquiry as well as the gospel truth about God and his Son Jesus Christ
• respect for personal integrity and the purity of our hearts’ desires
If that describes a world that you would like to discover, come and join us at Scots’ Church whenever we are open, but especially on Sundays at 11 am or 5:30 pm or Wednesdays at 1 pm, and together we can give thanks to God that he has not left us without guidance and hope in this world.
"The ten commandments in the Old Testament are negative. And you know something, Jesus thought so too. That's why he said I give you three more. Three better ones. Love your God. Love your neighbour. And love yourself. That's what he said. Leave the old ones. Follow these. And he went on further and said "You believe in an eye for eye and a tooth for a tooth". And by the way many people still believe that. But he said back then two thousand years ago, I will give you something that will transform the world. Love your enemies. Do good to them that hate you." (4:27 onward)The following three simple points show Macnab's illiteracy of the biblical teaching of Jesus:
Because of the internet and global news coverage, we have twenty-four hour access to people all over the planet. We are now aware of the evils and injustice not only in our own communities, but also in Darfur, Iraq, Indonesia, and everywhere else. With the world as our backyard, our neighbors have become people of every tribe and tongue, and many of them suffer heavy oppression. On balance, I view this awareness of the larger world as a good thing. Awareness may move us to action, and the work of justice and mercy is exactly what the people of God are meant to do.
I am that we will substitute virtual community for real community. Trading emails and reading blogs may simulate some aspects of community, but the truth of the matter is, if you tire of your virtual neighbors, escape is a simple click away. When you live with people, you cannot shut them off when you are feeling selfish, tired, or tempted. Face-to-face relationships expose our sin and sanctify us in ways that internet relationships cannot. Listening to podcasts or watching church on TV is not a substitute for being an active member of the Body of Christ.
The question, "Who is my neighbor?" prompted Jesus to tell the story of the Good Samaritan. The man who was beaten and bruised was the Samaritan's neighbor simply by virtue of the fact that they came in contact with each other.
In our shrinking world we now have neighbors on the other side of the world. We have a responsibility to love those neighbors. But we must guard against passing by those who are literally in our path, whose needs have a claim on us, and who we, in spite of our pretensions to self-sufficiency, need just as deeply.
The New York Times ran a story on September 26 that provides incredible evidence that there is within the human heart a yearning to be born again. In "For a Fee, a Thai Temple Offers a Head Start on Rebirth," reporter Seth Mydans tells of a Buddhist temple that "offers, for a small fee, an opportunity to die, rise up again newborn and make a fresh start in life."
As the paper reports: Nine big pink coffins dominate the grand hall of the temple, and every day hundreds of people take their turns climbing in for a few moments as monks chant a dirge. Then, at a command, the visitors clamber out again cleansed — they believe — of the past.
It is a renewal for our times, as recent economic hardship brings uncertainty and people try seeking a bailout on life. In growing numbers, they come here from around Thailand to join what has become an assembly line of resurrection.
The photographs are gripping. Individuals line up to enter coffins, assume a burial posture, and lie briefly under a shroud. Then, they arise and, in some cases, even take on new names. These so-called "funerals for the living" are attracting so much attention in Thailand that a movie, "The Coffin," is now in Thai cinemas.