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The Sublime

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It's Sublime--but is it God?

A renewal of interest in sacred space is growing  among the Gen-X and Millenial kids from Christian homes. They’re so bored with Church, and who can blame them? It seems their parents never led them into The Revolution, the way one of them tells it:

“My church tossed out windows all together. Instead the walls are grey, with strange modern designs on the canvas walls. We have chairs like those in movie theaters, minus the cup holders. The lights are typical stage lights, during the service they spot light worship leaders. In fact, the entire focus is the stage rather than the upward feel of a cathedral. It seems sometimes that everything is revolving around the stage, instead of God.” — Architecture and Faith—Photo Contest in Relevant Magazine (for Gen-X/Millenial readers).

But then she discovered The Sublime while visiting a cathedral:

“A sense of holiness hung thick in the air, my steps echoed as I walked forward. Flecks of every color caught my eye. They hung like colorful stars on the towering columns. My gaze drifted from the floor slowly upward, my neck craning. There before me was Jesus, shining in all His stained glass glory.”

Ahh! I would’ve freaked-out and run! You’re in a dark place, and suddenly, there’s “Jesus shining in all His…glory!” (But it’s only his stained-glass-glory. WHEW! Heart, settle down now...)

It isn’t nice to be so irreverent about other people’s beliefs like this, I know, I know. Well, maybe I was born that way, I’m sorry! I just can’t get to it. (And kids, whatever you do, don’t try this at home!)

Is The Sublime in any way connected to The Revolution? Does The Sublime mean anything to anyone, really? What’s the difference between The Sublime and The Sublime One worshiped in Buddhism?

Sublime means, “of such excellence, grandeur, or beauty as to inspire great admiration or awe.”  It also means something that “changes directly into vapor when heated,” but as a Chemistry term. “Changes into vapor” is a good term for the Cathedral experience.

I love art. The architecture in the picture above is absolutely stunning. I would love to own a mansion like that (maybe). But isn’t it fair to distinguish between art and spiritual life? Art is sublime, but spiritual life is Joy. Art is beautiful, and nice, but spiritual life is Revolution.

The Sublime is the product of human genius; The Revolution is God’s genius.


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The Burning Bush

Remember when Moses met the Burning Bush, and it turned out to be God? Well it happened again the other night in Stow, Ohio, but it was my house on fire, like the Burning Bush. And the Lord was there in a big way, too! (No joke!)

We didn’t didn’t get the dramatic opportunity to save mankind like Moses, but we did get “the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension.” (Phil.4:7). And I’m OK with that. Sean, Connor and I huddled together and watched the home burn, and we had a real sense of gratitude and peace.

Connor laughing with Sean as their house burns.

Connor laughs with Sean while their house burns.

Which is amazing, because a tempest swirled around us. Five fire trucks descended on our home, sirens blaring and huge spotlights blasting the bedroom windows up and down the street. (Firemen want an audience, I think; is there any other reason to use sirens at 1 am on a residential street?)

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What neighbors saw from across the street.

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View from McCallum's front yard.

About 20 firemen brushed back and forth past our little 3-person huddle. Firemen are really aggressive, like football players. Get out of the way or get mowed-down! They jostled us, and we tried to get out of the way, but with so many running across my little front yard, it was useless–we were bumped everywhere.

Fire is out, but firemen tear down remaining roof...

Everyone has a job, so they just attacked our house like charging NFL players, but with axes, sledgehammers, chainsaws, pikes…and then, three hoses uncoiled, straightened, and blasted the flames. Oh, I was relieved, until chunks of roof flew away.  (I pictured the Civil Rights movement and those brave, poor people blasted by fire hoses.)

They squeezed the fire between two groups: one fighting down into the flames from the roof, the other fighting up into the flames from Connor’s room. Others kept bringing more tools, like spotlights or heaters, probes (?), pumps and weird things.

M. Michalek is bummed -- his old office is ruined!

They chopped and ripped away the roof and ceilings, then the chimney came out of the house somehow and lay on the grass (happened so quick I missed it).

Next day--chimney removed, roof patched...very efficient!

Easter morning: dead chimney on ground, roof patched--efficiency!

The original Burning Bush wouldn’t be fazed by their hoses, but mine died–and now it just stinks: there’s the difference between me and Moses, I guess.

  • Amazing Fact #1: Jesus rescued my family at 1 am Easter morning–about the same time he resurrected from the grave, Israel time…what an Easter anniversary! Coincidence? No matter–we’re very thankful no matter what.
  • Amazing Fact #2: Dar and I discuss, “How will we pay for the extra costs? How will we get such-and-such?” Prayer. Literally minutes later relief arrives: our amazing brothers and sisters showed up with clothes, emergency cash, necessities of all kind, and a bottle of vintage Bordeaux!
  • Amazing Fact #3: That Saturday AM I teach about revolutionary living, like Jesus, who said, “…the son of man has nowhere to lay his head.” I show the photo below and said (jokingly), if Dar and I end up living in something like this, without a home, that’s perfectly fine. (With caveats, as stipulated below.) Less than 24 hours later, we’re living homeless, in our van!
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Our future home?

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Before dawn, two carpenters were the last to leave. We talked about Easter and our families. They told me about a house they boarded-up last week where a little boy died in the flames.

The firemen could not find the boy in time.  Little kids hide when they’re really scared, like in a fire. Our little dog Gizmo did the same thing, and I couldn’t find her, then the lieutenant yelled at me to stay out of the house. Connor was in tears about Gizmo, but when I got back in there I found her shivering in our closet, like a little kid would do.

”The atmosphere is different when someone dies like that,” one said.

It was Resurrection Sunday: Easter.

It was dark and cold, clear, and dotted stars yielded to colors stretching from the East. I cried a little, relieved, but mostly just shared things deep inside with the Lord, and speechless: so nice it is just to know him, even if Connor died in the fire.

The fire burned quietly over Connor's head, and we smelled nothing. But Sean heard crackling...

Connor almost died, but now he was safe with Gizmo at Kyle’s apartment. I watched my barely-adult son walk away, his little brother’s hand in his grip. He inserted calm, grownup words in-between Connor’s high-pitch chattering. Connor would much rather go home with Kyle than come to a motel, he said.

Dawn: it all streamed through my heart in clipped pictures, and it was calm inside. I was ready for sleep, and it was so quiet outside. Beautiful colors. Resurrection.

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Resurrection morning at Saybrooke Blvd.


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Living Outside the Box

“Think outside The Box!” they say—but crawl back “inside The Box” after brainstorming (we belong there).

How about living outside The Box instead? It’s…interesting. We’re living in a motel now while they fix our “box” — our home — after the fire. (Click to enlarge the pictures!)

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A breakfast buffet every morning...

Motels are a blast, especially with younger kids…

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Tatooed "tuff-guy" Connor watches WWE wrestling endlessly!

But have you ever tried to live in a motel? It isn’t all it’s cranked-up to be.

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Endless hotel parties in my living room...

At Central Teaching Sean gave a short testimony about “joy in the midst of adversity.”

Connor laughing with Sean as their house burns.

Connor laughs at Sean's jokes while the house burns.

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He went back into the burning house to get the one thing he always planned to get in a fire (“you need to plan these things, you know,” he said) and guess what it was? His study Bible! (And, secondarily, the dumb cat, which he couldn’t find.)

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Our own private Pool House

But Sean said he was able to rejoice through it all. (“There’s been so many nice people!” he said.) And when he saw the motel we were going to live in and the pool and surround-sound Theater Room, “If I’d known it would be like this, I would’ve set fire to the house long ago!” (“Don’t talk like that around the insurance adjuster,” I reminded him.)

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The Theater Room attracts 'em like flies...

But Sean doesn’t have to deal with a bustling, growing ministry, so he doesn’t appreciate the difficulties of Church Without Walls like I do:

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"Nobody knows the trouble I've seen..."

On the other hand, I’m a temperamental complainer—even more so than Sean (half my age!)—so maybe he’s right and I’m the one with problems?

Shes always the beautiful and dignified one

Always dignified, beautiful, and poised

I’m not really roughing it, like when Jesus: “the son of man has nowhere to lay his head.” (Did he sleep standing up?)

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Nice public lobby where I can "get away from it all" while they tear the room apart

Actually, we’re doing pretty good: there’s a regular traffic pattern of NeoXenos drifters streaming through the place…

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Rappin' down, clown...it's 3 am...

We have prayer meetings in the lobby (it gets the businessmen’s attention), leaders’ meetings in the whirlpool, discipleship in my “Jesus Saves Van”, Cell Groups in the big Home Theater Room (with surround-sound), and of course High Schoolers tearing-up the swimming pool. It’s a revolution on-the-road!

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Outbursts of violence are common...

Actually, I highly recommend it for any Christian cult! (Isn’t it great that “cult” article isn’t coming out now?)

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First night--no sleep for 36 hours--and isn't it cool to have a room full of well-wishers drop in? (Yes, it is.)

And it sure beats living by a railroad track in late November like I did at age 22. (Let’s leave that alone.)

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Why couldn't my house burn down while I was in Florida so I could stay there instead?


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Look Ma! I’m Famous!

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Front page, top headline: Mr. Smith stares blankly, beside cult-prophet-leader...

See ma?
You told me I’d never amount to a hill-o-beans,
and here I am on the front page of the newspaper!

They say everyone gets “15 minutes of fame” (or an hour?), and I guess this is mine. Well done. At my funeral they’ll say, “He was a GREAT cult-prophet-leader!” (Among other things.)


I’ve been dying to blog about it for a few months, but I didn’t want to hurt anyone. Maybe it’s OK now: the dust has settled, the inflammatory tenor is abated. I’m very thankful for the experience. As I recently told J. Carney (the ABJ reporter), it opened my eyes to how meaningful this cause is: they say “Jesus Saves,” and they’re right, and that’s why He’s worth fighting for. (Read this article to get the background, if you’re lost…)

I learned what “Joy under persecution” means, and why so many people in the Bible (and in the history of Christian martyrs) all experienced joy under such adverse conditions.

I highly recommend it for every Christian—godly persecution, that is, not persecution for idiocy. I researched persecution extensively in the Bible, and from other writers during this time (but I’m surprised at the paucity of current Christian books published on persecution!) and I’ve arrived at a most-astounding, scandalous conclusion:

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The people causing us trouble think “persecution” doesn’t fit us, because we’re a “cult”. But their exhaustive efforts to raise public alarm has turned us into the most well-researched, closely-examined, and certified-safe church in Ohio. Months of work with hundreds of man-hours by many outside parties ended—and we were clean. No dirt. Nothing. Their work firmly established this as a classic study in persecution: some people consider Christianity a threat. (Duh).

And that’s all they found here: Christianity on-the-move.

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Police investigation report--one of several investigations declaring all complaints groundless.

Numerous local Christian groups examined us too, like the Christian Missionary Alliance, Riverwood Chapel, Hudson Chapel, Akron Chapel, Campus Crusade for Christ, and even the local Catholic diocese weighed-in with an opinion: without exception, they all agreed we were receiving persecuted for our faith. They all expressed their sympathy and support!

(The people causing us trouble aren’t convinced: we bribed the ABJ reporter, the police are incompetent, the mayor is in our pocket, the high school principal is lazy, etc., etc., etc. See what I mean here >>)

Why Me, Oh Lord?

Which begs the question: why does Xenos draw the Cult-attack flack?

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The Cult Thing

(This is Part 2 of the Xenos-Cult Controversy – read Part 1 here.)

Ok, I promised to reveal the secret “insider information” that explains the Xenos-Cult controversy, since it keeps burbling in the background…

But first! Consider some other ways to explain the Xenos-Cult phenomena.

Strict Doctrines?

I ran across this “Church Discipline” Web site where the owner/moderator is trying his best to figure it out. He’s a critical thinker, and objective, but he’s working in the dark without any firsthand experience with Xenos. He ran into some bizarre stories which led him to research Xenos, and he initially finds Xenos has “a rather strict doctrine on right and wrong,” and then says:

[Xenos] publishes on its website heavily on the issue of church discipline. They make use of shunning and excommunication and are fairly strict for a mega-church. (Source: CD-Host, Breaking Away Case Study)

Naturally, I’m surprised that Xenos “publishes heavily on church discipline,” so I lookup the links he gives: one is from the Christian Principles Class (CPC), and the other is a policy paper on leadership and authority. Although he reached a more positive conclusion later (in Part 1), I just couldn’t believe Xenos was starting to get “strict” …

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Don’t Drink the Kool-Aid!

I promised to reveal the hidden agenda behind the persistent “Xenos Cult” rumors, and this time I will deliver.

It’s really not-so-hidden, and it’s really quite simple: read about it at RevolutionaryJoy.org.

We foment Revolution!

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Xenos Fomenters

It’s a big no-no when Christians show some energy and have a good time.

Christianity is supposed to be the “Opiate of the Masses,” according to Karl Marx. People like Marx want Christians to be docile. They want us to be wimpy and weak so they can whip it and whip it good (as Devo said).

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The new Savior of humanity?

People like Marx lie about Christians because they fear the freedom that real Christianity brings to people, and I can prove it: Marx and his followers actually wanted to seize power and setup a “dictatorship of the Proletariat,” as they called it. Marx advocated dictatorship. If the Communists really believed Christianity was an opiate, why were they so afraid of it? Why kill millions of Christians? Christianity would help opiate the population and help setup a Dictatorship of the Proletariat.

Marx lied about Christians, and he knew it. The Communists knew Christians were free-thinking, freedom-loving, noble and very formidable obstacles to their ambitions. The Communists wanted to control people’s minds. They censor free speech wherever they setup shop, don’t they?

That’s why I say: don’t drink the Kool-Aid.1

It’s a great badge of honor for Christians when mind-controllers like Communists hate them—what an insult if Marx loved Christians! It’s fair to say that people who hate Christians, like Marx and his fellow-atheist Dawkins, historically wrestle with serious hate issues (Dawkins was emotionally-battered in his youth, he says).

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  1. With apologies to the Meeting House, who first coined the term “Don’t drink the Kool-Aid” in this fashion. []