It’s Not Me, It’s You (or, You’re Ross, I’m Rachel)

In Uncategorized on April 28, 2012 at 5:38 pm

Submitted By: Kevin Smith Clark

Dear Cleveland Browns,

I need a break from us.  We’ve been going steady for several years now, and just when I think you’re ready to commit, you break my heart.  You use me (Gerard Warren with the #3 pick over LaDanian Tomlinson in the 2001 Draft).  You tease me (remember 9-7 in ’02 and 10-6 in ’07)?  You ignore my needs.  I need the offense and the defense to be good in the same season.  I need you to play all four quarters.  I need you to pick a QB and stick with him (I’m one of the five people in America who thinks Colt McCoy is the guy for the job).

You think you know what I need…should I point out the crappy gifts you’ve given me: Courtney Brown, Gerard Warren, Jeff Faine, William Green, Kellen Winslow, Jr., Braylon Edwards.  Just because you’ve strung a few good ones together (Joe Thomas, Alex Mack, Joe Haden, and Phil Taylor), it’s not going to cut it.  Like Renee to Brodie in Mallrats: “The effort was too little, too late.”

I look around at how other fans are treated.  The Pats fans are happy.  The Lions fans are happy.  Even the stupid Bengals are turning things around, and they’re a train wreck of an organization.  When three teams from AFC North make the playoffs in one season, and we’re the only girl not asked to prom, it sucks.  And you’re to blame.

So, I’m telling you this now.  Before the draft.  So you can’t go in and grab Trent Richardson or Justin Blackmon (you know, someone you could use, an offensive player who can make an impact) and tempt me in believing your lies for another eight months.  You passed on Julio Jones last year, and then complained that Colt had no targets. Nope.  We need a break.

But I’ll make you this promise: I won’t find another team this year.  You won’t find me wearing black and gold, or purple, or green.  I think there’s still good in you…you’re like Anakin Skywalker (Sebastian Shaw, not Hayden Christiansen).  But I can’t take this relationship any further right now.

I won’t watch you this year.  At all.  I’ll give you a chance to win back my affection.  And since I’m making this public declaration, I’m sure you’ll pull off one of those shocker seasons, pull a 10-6 or (Lord, help me) 11-5, sucker me back into your clutches, and start this vicious cycle all over again.

I’m just going to spend the 2012 NFL season watching teams like the Patriots, Packers, Niners, Texans, even the old Browns over in Baltimore, and wonder what it’s like to be their fan.

Call me in 2013.


Moving On in Wauseon


Cutting Through the Noise to Listen to MLK

In Uncategorized on January 16, 2012 at 1:58 pm

Submitted By: Gentry

There was no greater American preacher during the twentieth century than the Reverend Doctor Martin Luther King, Jr. Although other preachers such as Billy Sunday and Billy Graham transformed the Christian landscape by challenging individuals to engage and be transformed by the gospel, Dr. King realized that the gospel transforms societies and calls us into the beloved community.

Yesterday the 11 am service at Christ Church finished with a rousing rendition of Lift Every Voice and Sing, which is often known as the Black National Anthem. As I lifted the cross at the head of the procession the congregation sang that great interrogatory, hopeful question – yet with a steady beat, have not our weary feet, come to the place for which our father’s sighed? – I was almost overcome.

As Sheriff Andrea Cabral said at the Roxbury YMCA’s MLK Business Breakfast on Friday, I’m thankful that Dr. King had a dream and went to the mountaintop, but I’m also glad that he marched with sanitation workers, stood up for Vietnam War protesters, and launched the poor people’s campaign.

Over the years I have heard several evangelicals whom I love question the impact or, on one occasion, even the faith of Dr. King because he had clay feet. Although King’s personal failures were particularly well documented since he lived in the twentieth century and was illegally wiretapped by his own government, I doubt in the end that his sin was greater than ours or many of the great saints – such as the ancient man whose faith we claim who repeatedly whored his wife to save his life – that have gone before. Those concerns may be the reason we neither study Dr. King’s sermons or social vision in our seminaries nor celebrate his life in our churches.

Today, as we celebrate the life of Dr. King, I hope that you can cut through the noise that sometimes surrounds his personal life to hear his clarion call to the Christ shaped life and beloved community. Pick up a copy of A Testament of Hope, wiki and watch some YouTube videos, or, even better, set aside some time to attend a celebration of Dr. King’s life and get a taste of the beloved community. In honor of Dr. King, approach today not simply as an opportunity for recreation, but for spiritual formation.

Thank God for Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. May our weary feet, continue marching to the justice beat, straining towards the beloved community always before us.

New Post at Restoration Living

In Uncategorized on January 10, 2012 at 12:59 am

Submitted By: Gentry

Hey All,

I was honored to post a reflection on Sustainable Social Justice Practices over at Restoration Living.

I’d be honored if you’d pop over there and give it a read. Restoration Living is edited by my dear friend, and first Sinners & Saints Homechurch attender (literally. She was the only one there the first night) Jen Wise.

I hope to post some new thoughts up soon. Maybe my lazy ass blogger team will submit some stuff as well. Let’s hope they do. Their posts always pull more hits anyway.

Be blessed and be well.

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