Blogging as a form of Public Theology

I just spent the last couple of days in Washington, D.C. exploring what it means to be a public theologian.

Over the last year, I have been part of the Lewis Center’s Community Leadership Fellows Program.  We have gathered for three day sessions together at Wesley’s downtown campus in order to reflect upon the role of the church, and in particular the role of the pastor, in the life of the community. 

As Rick Elgendy help us define the phrase, we engage in public theology whenever we are reflecting upon the actions of the church in the public (our common life together). Public theology helps us to refine and renew our commitments.  It pushes us onward towards perfection.  It challenges us to do and say and be more. Above all, it reminds us that the Kingdom of God is intimately tied up with the life of the  world around us.

In the scope of our readings and preparation this week, one article really pushed me to think about what it means to be a pastor and a public theologian and how I am called to embody that role.

As Robinson writes in “The Church in the Public Square”:

In the mainline church the pastoral care tradition has so taken over that the one strong traditions of the teaching pastor and the teaching minister have been eclipsed.  We no longer seem to have “preachers,” only “pastors.” We have often neglected a serious teaching ministry in favor of construing the ordained mainly as members of the so-called helping professions…

The message has too often seemed more like “let us take care of you” than asking that people “grow and grow up in Christ.” It is largely up to the clergy to communicate a different understanding of their calling, and thus of the purpose of the church itself: our purpose is not to be caring or to be “like my family” ; rather, it is to grow Christians, followers of Jesus Christ, and to engage the culture as people who are accountable to the gospel…

if people in congregations are to be equipped for a vital role in the public world, such a shift in emphasis and priority is essential.

When I first felt the call to ministry, it was a yearning to help the people of the church better live out their faith in the world.  It was a call to take seriously what was happening all around us: from war and violence, to care for the earth and our hungry neighbors. I probably didn’t fully understand at the time that the church does not always function according to the purpose articulated by Robinson above. 

And I have to be completely honest.  I have been honored and blessed to sit at the bedsides of folks and pray with them as they took their final breath.  I never imagined the holy weight and privilege of placing a hand on the casket as it is lowered into the earth.  Holding on to the hand of someone who is sick or struggling and praying with them is part of my calling I am so proud to live out.

There are so many different functions of a minister that it is not surprising that one or another sneaks up and takes over the rest at various times.  Whether administrative functions, pastoral care, connectional responsibilities…

But the paragraphs from Robinson reminded me that my first calling was not to be a helper or care-giver, but to be a pastor that discipled people.  My call was to help get the church out of the building so they can live their faith.  And a large part of that discipling happens when through teaching and theological reflection about what we are or are not doing out in the world. 

One of our guides this week was Rev. Dr. Joe Daniels.  He lifted up how important it is to form people in the word in the process of sending them out.  We have to teach people what the Kingdom of God looks like.  We have to constantly reflect together about what is going on in our common life and invite the Spirit to guide us into action.  I try to do that in my preaching, but I have been neglecting this very blog as a place where that kind of wrestling and reflection can occur.

I’ve been neglecting this blog a lot in general.

And perhaps it is because I had lost a focus for what I was trying to accomplish here.

Perhaps it is because I’ve become so busy with the other functions of ministry that it felt selfish to spend time writing and reflecting.

What I realized this week is that the sentence above is perfectly rediculous.

My calling is to be a public theologian.

My calling is to help the church think and reflect about how we are engaging with the world and what our faith has to say about our life in the world.

My calling is to model what it means to act in the world and be held accountable to the gospel through precisely this sort of writing.

If this blog can help do me live out that calling… well, you’ll be seeing me here a bit more often.

Advent Blog Tour: Day 14

“Las Posadas” by Maria Laughlin

As Christmas approaches, we are reminded that a very pregnant young woman and her patient fiancé were once left out in the cold. They made their way to the town of Bethlehem hoping and praying that someone would have a place for them to stay… but there was no room.

As Luke tells us:

Joseph went to be enrolled together with Mary, who was promised to him in marriage and who was pregnant. While they were there, the time came for Mary to have her baby. She gave birth to her firstborn son, wrapped him snugly, and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the guestroom.

There was no place for them in the guestroom.

That translation from the Common English Bible got me thinking about what it means to be included.

Notice… it doesn’t say that they were full. It doesn’t say that there wasn’t room. It says that there was no place for them.

The first weekend of December, I made my way to Cherokee, Iowa and our yearly Christmas gathering. My mom is one of seven children and almost the whole family was there. Along with significant others and kids and grandkids. Four generations gathered under one roof.

On Sunday afternoon, thirty-seven of us all crowded into the living room around the Christmas tree to exchange gifts. And with each warm little body pressed into that space there really isn’t very much room.

But no matter how little room there is, no matter how many people there are, there is always a place for each one. There is a place on someone’s lap, or squeezed together on a couch, or at the foot of someone else. There is always a place for you. And it just wouldn’t be the same without you.

It warms my heart to see all of those people in that room. Even those who are not able to be there have a place… they are in our hearts. They are present in our spirits. There is always a place.

Luke reminds us that the Lord of Lords crept into this world on a quiet evening and that there was no place for him. There was no place for his unmarried mother. There was no place for the man who would be his earthly father. There was no place.

I hear in that statement that there was no welcome for them.

Who wants to take in a pregnant girl in the middle of the night?

Who wants to deal with these strangers who didn’t have enough sense to plan ahead?

Who wants to give up their spot?

In some Mexican and Latin American communities, the tradition of Las Posadas reminds folks of the absence of hospitality Mary and Joseph recieved.  In the days before Christmas, processions go from house to house and request lodging.  The host for each evening turns the people away… until the final night, Christmas Eve, when Mary and Joseph are finally allowed to enter and the people gather around the nativity to pray.

I wonder, however, how many times we enact Las Posadas in our communities and our churches without realizing it?

How many times have we turned our backs to someone in need who came to our doorstep?

How many times have we been angry at folks who came late to an event?

How many times have we looked in judgment at an unwed mother?

How many times have we moved away from the homeless man who sat next to us in the pew?

How many times have we told people through our words or our actions: There is no place for you here.

Our God crept into this world to make sure that we all had a place. He came as a child to make us children of God. He came and was rejected so that we might never be rejected again. He died so that we might live.

Before he left, Christ reminded his disciples and reminded us:

Don’t be troubled. Trust in God. Trust also in me. My Father’s house has room to spare. If that weren’t the case, would I have told you that I’m going to prepare a place for you? When I go to prepare a place for you, I will return and take you to be with me so that where I am you will be too.

There is a place for you. That is what Christ tells us. That is what Christ shows us. That is what Christ gives us.

May our churches and our homes and our hearts be transformed by Christ so that might always be true.

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do I want to be a blogger?

Maybe you’ve noticed I haven’t had a lot of posts recently.  Maybe you never really paid attention in the first place so you don’t really care. Either way, I’ve been kind of taking a break from it all for a bit to think about what this whole blogging thing is about, for me, anyways.

I think when I started this blog, it was a progression from other random attempts at journaling in the past.  I never actually kept a paper journal, unless you count the random one time-entries that I have posted in about half a dozen notebooks throughout my house (that I now use for taking notes when meeting with families for funerals).  But in college, I started using livejournal because my friends were doing it.  And I would write and think about being in a long distance relationship and how frustratingly wonderful and terrible it was. sometimes it was fairly emo. I never really cared if people read it – mostly it was for me. I was out there – people could read it if they wanted to – but that’s not what it was really about.
At somepoint, I stopped using livejournal and for the life of me, I can’t remember what I did in between.  I had a lot of wonderful men and women around me during that time, so there were probably lots of other places to vent/discuss

This blog started in seminary as I was trying to navigate the waters of my faith.  There were certainly things that I wanted to wrestle with and process and save and think about and some of that I wanted to do with other people.  And I was preparing to leave a very supportive community and head into ministry all by my lonesome. So, I jumped on the blogger.com bandwagon and away I went. 

The question that keeps coming up for me though, is what is this for?  Is it simply an online journal?  a place to express my thoughts?  Or is the goal of this to build connections with others and to have community?  Is the goal to create a network of people I can think with and wrestle with?

If it’s the second of those two options, then I’m not serving my task very well.  JoPa Productions put out an article about how to build up readers for your blog – which isn’t so much about numbers, but about how to connect with more people. And the simple fact of typing something and putting it out there isn’t going to make that happen.  It doesn’t happen in ministry that way either – just by announcing something doesn’t mean anyone is going to show up – it takes personal invitation and the building of relationships.

I haven’t done very much of that at all with this whole blogging thing.  I’m kind of doing my own thing – casually reading others here and there as I have time.  I’m not putting a whole lot of effort into building relationships, so I shouldn’t be surprised if no one comes knocking on the door. 

I was a lot better at this whole thing a year and a half ago, but life has gotten in the way.  Ironically, the more I need this kind of deep thinking theological community, the farther away I have pushed it.

So it’s a turning point for me.  Do I keep doing what I’m doing, occasionally journaling here and there?  Or do I take a step and put in the effort to build the support network?  Do I make sure that I take an hour or two every day to read the work of others and engage them in their thoughts?  Do I strive to post something that I’m wrestling with on a more regular basis so that I can seek the wisdom and advice and creativity of others? 

I think deep down, I really do value this kind of networked organic community.  I like the fact that I can build relationships and talk about common problems with people half a world away.  I just need to stop being lazy.

focus.

Last night I watched Julie & Julia.  And as an amateur blogger, I thought a lot about one of the key pieces of her success – she had a focus. She knew what she wanted to do and by golly was going to do it.  And she had a process for doing it.

I tend to just throw out thoughts and see what sticks.  I haven’t disciplined myself very well at all as far as blogging goes.  But, a new year is coming up and with that, maybe a new regimine. 
I have a couple of thoughts.
1) organize my posts according to architectural themes and categorize them better.  The architectural thing comes from the idea of things being salvaged, like old wood that is reclaimed to create something new. 

2) have a daily post framework… I’ve been toying with:
      Lectionary Monday

      Tumblr Tuesday (things I have read on the web in the past week)
      Blue Couch Wednesday (vocation, family, life in general)
      Theology Thursday
      Television Friday
      Recipe Saturday

Anyone else struggle with the same things and how do you go about organizing your thoughts?