<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32343696</id><updated>2011-12-26T08:25:47.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Way: Jesus, politics, and the Middle East</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Caldwell Adventures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160581987735015920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32343696.post-7660891018225334746</id><published>2011-12-23T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T23:41:00.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Promises</title><content type='html'>Hundreds of years before Mary and Joseph wandered around Bethlehem, searching desperately for a place where she could give birth, God told Isaiah what Christmas means from heaven's perspective. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other words, Isaiah was told that a king was coming with authority upon him, and his reign would be marked by the wisdom he gave his people, the power with which he rescued his people, his intimate fatherly kindness to his people, and the peace in which his people would live.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the greatest part of the promise is what follows.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Of the increase of his government and of peace there will be no end, on the throne of David and over his kingdom, to establish it and uphold it with justice and righteousness from this time forth and forevermore.  The zeal of the Lord of hosts will do this."&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God promised that what was set in motion in the manger, in the obscurity and stench of farm animals, would never stop increasing in influence upon the earth.  Like a snowball tumbling down the mountain, the rule of this child would only expand in size and power over time.  2000 years later, Jesus the King continues to transform lives.  The seed of Jesus's Kingdom never stops growing- even in the face of persecution, materialism, and opposing ideologies.  Day after day the sick are healed, the oppressed set free, and the dead brought to life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can take courage that the story we celebrate on Christmas did not end 2000 years ago- it is our own epic of a Kingdom of hope breaking through with redemption to every corner of the earth God loves.  We are right in the middle of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32343696-7660891018225334746?l=an-other-way.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/feeds/7660891018225334746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32343696&amp;postID=7660891018225334746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/7660891018225334746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/7660891018225334746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-promises.html' title='Christmas Promises'/><author><name>The Caldwell Adventures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160581987735015920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32343696.post-1174845895116967295</id><published>2011-12-22T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T04:44:10.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from Atticus Finch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;This term I am having my high school students read the familiar classic, &lt;i&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/i&gt;.  Since I myself hadn’t read it since I was sixteen, I figured it would be a good idea to pick the book up again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;It was amazing.  What a wonderful story- a vivid journey into a different time and place, a gripping drama about courage and truth and human nature.  I felt so moved by the themes of the novel, and could not help but wondering how they speak to us today.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;One particular exchange struck me.  Late in the book, after (SPOILER ALERT) Atticus’ black defendent is wrongfully found guilty because his accuser is white, Jem (Atticus’ son) is speaking with his neighbor about his deep disappointment in his community.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;“I always thought Maycomb folks were the best folks in the world, least that’s what they seemed like,” young Jem laments.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;“We’re the &lt;i&gt;safest&lt;/i&gt; folks in the world,” replies his sagely neighbor, Miss Maudie.  She goes on.  “We’re so rarely called on to be Christians, but when we are, we’ve got men like Atticus to go for us.”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;I was struck by the insight.  Often times our greatest priority is “safety.”  We want a safe neighborhood, a safe town, a safe car, and a safe home.  I recognize the common sense wisdom in that- the survival instinct is human nature.  Yet sometimes when we say “safe”, what it turns out to mean is “insulated” from anything and anyone that is different than us.  Our pursuit of safety leaves us surrounded by neighbors and friends that think like we think, and behave like we behave.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;And yet Jesus said “If you only love those who are your brothers (insert here: people similar to you) than what makes you different than everyone else?  Everyone does that.”    Jesus demands we love our “enemies”- aka people who believe, act, talk and live differently than we do.  And the love Jesus is calling for is not an intellectual exercise- it must be substantiated in the context of actual relationships.  How can you love someone you avoid?  How can you love people who are different than you, if every single person in your life is just like you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Here is another thought to chew on: &lt;b&gt;If safety is your number one priority, then fear is your number one influence.&lt;/b&gt;  What does it say about your belief system if fear is the loudest voice in your heart and mind, if fear casts the deciding vote?  Now, if compassion were to be our number one influence, if  as obedient disciples loving our “enemies” (insert here: people different than us) was the driving call and vision of our lives, what would our number one priority become?  How would it influence where we live, and who we hang out with, and what type of activities we engage in?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;It cost Atticus a great deal to take a stand for a black man’s rights in 1935 Alabama.  It cost Jesus a great deal to love and honor sinners, tax collectors, Samaritans and women in first century Palestine.  And the courageous love that Christ calls for, a love that crosses every barrier in existence and makes no exceptions, will cost you and I no less today.  If we haven’t paid a price, then maybe it means we haven’t understood the instructions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32343696-1174845895116967295?l=an-other-way.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/feeds/1174845895116967295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32343696&amp;postID=1174845895116967295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/1174845895116967295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/1174845895116967295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/2011/12/lessons-from-atticus-finch.html' title='Lessons from Atticus Finch'/><author><name>The Caldwell Adventures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160581987735015920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32343696.post-6488088320494479308</id><published>2011-07-19T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T23:34:03.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truths about Power: Thoughts on the Arab Spring (Part I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I am not sure how the events known as the “Arab Spring” strike those who do not have a personal connection to the region, but for me it is absolutely fascinating, inspiring, and challenging.  The term refers to the spontaneous spread of revolutionary, popular movements in the Arab world which began in Tunisia in January of this year and which have since borne massive impact in the form of anti-government protests and demonstrations in Egypt, Yemen, Saudi Arabia, Libya, Jordan, Bahrain, Syria... and many more.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The nature of the rise in political activism within these countries and the ensuing struggle with the existing Arab governments is as varied as the countries themselves.  In Egypt, protests were largest in the capital, Cairo, while in Syria, they began in obscure regions on the country’s borders and slowly spread to the more populous cultural hubs.  Some conflicts have been religiously sectarian, like Bahrain, while others have been tribal conflicts, like Libya.  Some have produced real change very quickly, others slowly, and for some, no change is yet to appear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Yet clearly the timing demonstrates that these revolutionary movements have more in common then they have distinctions.  They represent more than just a tipping point of disillusionment with kings, cronies and corruption.  They represent a powerful new idea that is igniting a region: individuals are never powerless.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In the time I have known this region, I have observed a consistent trend of fatalism that runs deep in the culture.  This trend exists in America as well; we call it cynicism.  It is a permeating belief that things don’t change, and people don’t change, and the best we can do is to learn to adapt, to accept all things, whether it’s a job promotion or a parking ticket or an oppressive government, as coming directly from the hand of God and to learn to live with it.  In the Arab’s case, of course they know their rulers are exploitative and brutal, but they feel there is nothing they can do about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That is, until they saw the Tunisians bring the house down.  Then the Egyptians, gathering in a warm, hospitable protest that only Arabs could pull off, ended Mubarak’s 30 year strangle hold on the largest of all Arab nations.  If the Egyptians can do it, why can’t we? they said.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I can see it in the eyes of my Syrian friend from whom I buy vegetables.  When I come up to him each week he has a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;mischievous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; grin, and when I ask him how he is doing he says “great, the revolution is walking right (which means it continues).”  At the end of the month he looks forward to visiting his family, so he can risk his life with his friends on behalf of his people by taking part in the forbidden demonstrations.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The revolution is far from over.  Every week people are dying in the streets of Syria.  But the shift has been made, and I don’t think it can be unmade.  The Syrians, Egyptians and Libyans have discovered a profound truth: a living, breathing, speaking, thinking person is never powerless.  We are all potential agents of change just waiting for the right combination of inspiration and conviction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But I wonder, is that profound truth still alive in America?  More importantly, is it alive in the church?  I don’t mean this just politically- I mean it spiritually as well.  Do we still believe that we are agents of change, that we have a voice?  And if you say “no, because our political system is bankrupt, and our culture too materialistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;,” I would tell you that is not a legitimate answer.  Hope lies not in a system or in a culture or a in a political figure, but in the inspiration and faith of individuals.  It lies in our conviction that justice can be done, that the prisoners can be set free, that the blind can be given sight.  And if you don’t believe it can happen anymore; if you believe that our role is to accept reality as it is and adapt to it, to live our lives with no sense of empowerment or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; to bring the Kingdom of God into our world, well then you are part of the problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32343696-6488088320494479308?l=an-other-way.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/feeds/6488088320494479308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32343696&amp;postID=6488088320494479308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/6488088320494479308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/6488088320494479308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/2011/07/truths-about-power-thoughts-on-arab.html' title='Truths about Power: Thoughts on the Arab Spring (Part I)'/><author><name>The Caldwell Adventures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160581987735015920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32343696.post-7702339335995377694</id><published>2011-05-02T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T05:09:16.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Death of bin Laden</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Osama&lt;/span&gt; bin Laden is dead.  After ten years, two wars, billions of dollars spent and countless hours of human labor logged the culprit has been killed.  To me, as I assume it was to him, his death was an inevitability.  This was the life he had chosen.  For a decade his quality of existence had been reduced to midnight flights from cave to cave, compound to compound in barren wildernesses.  He was a man of war.  He took up the sword.  He knew it was coming.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he certainly deserved justice.  I think it would have been better served by a judicial procedure than a precision strike, but I understand that is a bit idealistic of me.  By his own admission he was a soldier who initiated, plotted and perpetuated acts of war and murder.  As I said, his death had become inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then there is the dark side to this whole affair- that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Osama&lt;/span&gt; bin Laden had become a political prize.  He had become the least common denominator- the issue that, while we disagree on just about everything else, Americans could agree on.  The hunt for bin Laden and all that it demanded became the price of admission to enter the political rat race.  While foreign policy became more complicated than ever, one thing remained simple and true- we will do what it takes to get bin Laden.  We will hunt him where he hides.  We will never tire.  Yep, that will get you votes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And while I do not contest that he deserved justice- just like every criminal does- I contest the manner in which he and al-qaida were hunted.  I contest the number of civilians killed to take him down over the span of a decade.  None of us would protest the arrest of a murderer caught in urban America- but how many of us would feel uncomfortable if the military bombed inhabited Brooklyn apartment buildings because they thought that murderer might be hiding inside?  And yet in 2010 hundreds of human beings were killed by anti-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;al-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;qaida&lt;/span&gt; raids; only an estimated 2% of those were consequential al qaida operatives.  Such a war on bin Laden and his minions is not actually justice by any definition- it's just good politics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the most important question- does his death make us safer?  Does it bring peace closer?  No, and no.  You are not safer because bin Laden is dead, unless you think he was ever going to physically show up on your doorstep and harm you in the first place.  The death of a martyr will not dampen the flames of fanaticism any more than the death of Nathan Hale signaled the beginning of the end of the American Revolution.  Bin Laden was never more than a symptom- a symptom of deep wells of injustice, poverty and hatred.  Things the War on bin Laden did NOTHING to heal.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, in closing- he is dead, and the world has not changed because of it. Now let's focus some of the resources and attention we spent hunting him on the issues that created him in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32343696-7702339335995377694?l=an-other-way.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/feeds/7702339335995377694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32343696&amp;postID=7702339335995377694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/7702339335995377694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/7702339335995377694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/2011/05/death-of-bin-laden.html' title='The Death of bin Laden'/><author><name>The Caldwell Adventures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160581987735015920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32343696.post-7710796542678564707</id><published>2011-01-31T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T16:46:01.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Egyptian Revolution: The Birth of an Era, the Death of a Myth</title><content type='html'>History is being made in Egypt.  After a long history of dictatorship and 30 years under the same "President", the Egyptians have made their voices heard, informing the world that they too would like a say in who governs them.  Tens of thousands have taken to the streets of Cairo, even in the face of tear gas and steel clubs, driven by a common, general sentiment that they refuse to tolerate any longer Hosni Mubarak's police state- a state that for decades had kept a tight grip on all aspects of Egyptian life. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Arab world has been categorized by scholars and theorists as being resistant to democratic forces.  Some attribute that to education, others to religion, others to culture.  Now the debate can stop.  Egypt, the Arab world's largest country at 80 million people, has turned a corner.  We do not know, nor can we pretend to predict with any accuracy, what type of country it will become.  But one thing is certain- even as the Mubarak regime desperately makes it final attempts to stay afloat, the voice of the people has been heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Egypt's revolution, sparked by a similar outburst in Tunisia and sparking yet another in Yemen, will usher in and set the tone for a new era of Middle East Politics.  Sure, the Arab world has democracies (Lebanon, Iraq, the Palestinian Territories), but they have been forged not through the fires of public outcry but by the forces of foreign intervention.  Egypt is different.  Egypt's revolution is neither a foreign invasion nor a military coup.  Whatever happens in Egypt's future will be largely decided by Egyptians- a phenomenon generally unfamiliar to the Arab world.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in the same moment the fundamental belief behind US foreign policy in the Middle East is rocked to its core- simply put, the belief that Middle East peace can be brought about by controlling Arabs instead of listening to them.  That a peace between Arabs and Israeli's can be negotiated without one of the parties being present.  Sure, the US has brought Arabs and Israeli's to the table, but those Arab leaders were always, like Mubarak, dictators whose regimes the US coddled.  Never were they authentic expressions of the sentiments of their Arab populations.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, as the flames of revolution burn in Egypt, they run in part on the fuel of bitterness towards a half century of US policy that spoke of democracy from the platform, while doing everything they could to strengthen democracy's enemies in policy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is there a lesson to be learned?  Of course, but it is a lesson we should have already learned a thousand times over.  We should have learned it in Iran, where our support of the dictatorial Shah and our constant covert meddling led to the relationship with the country we have today.  Our attempts to "keep the world safe" by empowering tyrants is not simply against our nation's most precious values and ideals, it is, in the long run, just plain stupid.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32343696-7710796542678564707?l=an-other-way.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/feeds/7710796542678564707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32343696&amp;postID=7710796542678564707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/7710796542678564707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/7710796542678564707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/2011/01/egyptian-revolution-birth-of-era-death.html' title='The Egyptian Revolution: The Birth of an Era, the Death of a Myth'/><author><name>The Caldwell Adventures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160581987735015920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32343696.post-4236367026191966750</id><published>2010-09-24T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T08:52:44.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is our Claim to Fame?</title><content type='html'>It's a question that has been on my mind quite a bit recently.  As Christians, what are we known for in the world?  The Salvation Army is known for helping the poor.  The NRA is known for lobbying on behalf of American gun owners.  What is the church known for?  &lt;div&gt;A friend and I had a talk with a local man the other day.  He was asking about the crusades, and all the other wars that Christians have advocated for over the years.  I explained that none of that reflects the actual teachings of Jesus.  I told him how beautiful those teaching are, how he unequivocally demands we love our enemies and bless those who curse us.  How we are to forgive even when wronged 70 by 7 times.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He looked confused for a moment, and asked "but who actually does that?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I recognize that all over the world and throughout all of history faithful men and and women have followed the words of Jesus with their whole heart.  Yet his question has some truth in it- the reality is that whether you ask Muslims, Hindus, Jews, or modern secular westerners, what defines the church, you will probably not get a pretty answer.  It was the great Hindu leader Ghandi who said that he loved our Christ, but was surprised how different Jesus was than his modern followers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was listening to a teaching by Danny Silk from Bethel Church this week, and he said something that brought this train of thought back to the forefront.  He said "The church is supposed to be famous for loving, but we are actually famous for judging."  And that hits the nail on the head.  The American church has, without invitation, taken up the role as America's moral police force.  If you want to find the harshest, coldest statements about Muslims, gays, democrats or even other church leaders, look no further.  We have publicly called our enemies evil and demonic, while no one else in society would dare use such terms.  We have cornered the market on criticism.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, take a step back.  Picture yourself in the days of Jesus.  You have grown up in a poor family, you were never religiously educated, and you never felt worthy to go to the synagogue to pray.  Besides, those religious people wear nice robes you can't afford, and the big words they use just make you feel dumb.  So instead you do what your friends do.  You steal sometimes, you get drunk sometimes, you sleep around sometimes.  Then you hear about Jesus.  An old friend you know who was a tax collector tells you that Jesus hangs out with people like you, and that he talks about a God who is near to you.  That even the prostitutes like to be around them, and he treats them with respect.  Soon, you hear that he is coming to your village, and all you want to do is to see him.  Then he comes, the crowds around him, and he looks at you, YOU, of all people, and he smiles.  And he says "The Kingdom of God is with the poor in spirit," and though you aren't sure fully what he meant, you feel poor in spirit, and are pretty sure he was talking directly to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, as this first century young man or woman, where would you go if you wanted to be criticized, judged, and told how bad you are?  Where would you go to find God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reality is the Church for some reason feels that if we don't scream about how wrong everyone else is, then no one will ever know.  The reality is, when we define ourselves as being against sin, we have already joined the wrong team.  We have joined the dark side.  We have set ourselves against our Christ, who, according to his own words, judges no one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the church.  I have faith that she will step into her calling; the calling to serve, to bless, to love and show mercy, to heal and to deliver.  And that she will one day be known by those who talk about her the way Jesus wanted her to be known- "By this they will know that you are my disciples, by your love one for another."  Imagine a people in the earth famous for loving, for loving EVERYONE with kindness and grace.  That would a people that bore some resemblance to Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32343696-4236367026191966750?l=an-other-way.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/feeds/4236367026191966750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32343696&amp;postID=4236367026191966750' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/4236367026191966750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/4236367026191966750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-is-our-claim-to-fame.html' title='What is our Claim to Fame?'/><author><name>The Caldwell Adventures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160581987735015920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32343696.post-6483131528894401710</id><published>2010-09-09T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T14:23:10.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear: The Greatest Threat to our "Way of Life"</title><content type='html'>Fear is a powerful thing.  You see, when you get scared, your adrenaline kicks in- you go into instinct mode.  Fight or flight.  Let me put it another way- when you are scared, you cease functioning like a human.  Humans have complex minds and emotions- humans are spiritual beings.  Humans can throw wonderful altruistic causes to aid other humans that they don't even know.  Animals don't do any of that.  Animals prize survival.  When we get scared, all those values and principles that separate us from the rest of creation begin to crumble.  Fear turns us into animals.&lt;div&gt;The reality is, wounded people are more prone to be fearful.  A person who gets mugged will have a hard time walking through an alley afterwards.  A person who gets robbed is more likely to lock his door at night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since 9/11, America has been a wounded nation.  On that day, something worse than what anyone could have imagined took place.  And as a result, people have allowed fear to take control of their imaginations, and when fear gets the reins, it will always make the worst case scenario look like the most likely outcome.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly, Muslims both in America and around the world have been the victim of those worst case scenario nightmares.  Whether they are villagers in Pakistan who have been wrongly assassinated by CIA drone planes, or Arab Americans who have been treated poorly by neighbors, ordinary Muslims have paid a toll for the actions of extremists.  That is partly a sad side-effect of human nature, a woeful commonality among all pages of history.  But what honestly disturbs me is that in today's America the message of fear, whether it be by politicians or in sermons or in forwarded emails that have no basis in reality, has been popularly championed by those who follow Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Gospel of Jesus is the ultimate challenge to our natural survival instincts.  He commands us not to worry about the things that inevitably concern us most- what we will eat, what we will wear, whether or not tomorrow will bring enough to live off of.  More than that, he tells you that if you want to follow him, you need to let go of your right to be scared of dying.  Our fear of death reveals how little we believe the promises he gave us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ultimately, people who say they believe in the Bible should have no business in the fear industry.  We are a people who should be marked by hope.  We are a people who should be defined by our commitment to love and bless all peoples even the face of suffering.  The early church faced a nightmare we can't imagine- a Roman Emperor who burned Christians as human candles for party decorations- and yet not a verse of fear can be found in the New Testament.  You see, those people believed in the prize they were offered.  Do we?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If no one can take anything from you, then no one can be your enemy.  The first followers of Jesus were an enemy-less people, a people who walked in the power of God's presence and who changed whole cities with their message.  However, if we choose to let fear inform our worldview, it will always make us less then we were created to be.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32343696-6483131528894401710?l=an-other-way.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/feeds/6483131528894401710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32343696&amp;postID=6483131528894401710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/6483131528894401710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/6483131528894401710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/2010/09/fear-greatest-threat-to-our-way-of-life.html' title='Fear: The Greatest Threat to our &quot;Way of Life&quot;'/><author><name>The Caldwell Adventures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160581987735015920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32343696.post-2132066968505728031</id><published>2010-08-27T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T10:14:31.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is my neighbor?</title><content type='html'>In Luke 10, a biblical scholar stands up to challenge Jesus.  The theologian was probably getting uncomfortable with all this new rabbi's talk of loving enemies and forgiveness (not to mention the pull your eye out bit).  The reasonable religious leader probably just wanted to rein Jesus in a bit, to show that even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jesus'&lt;/span&gt; idealism had its limits.  And so he asks&lt;div&gt;"Teacher, what shall I do to inherit eternal life?"  Jesus said to him, "You have the Law, what do you think it says?"  The man replied, "You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength and with all your mind, and your neighbor as yourself."  And Jesus said "Good answer.  Go do that and you will be fine."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now the scholar felt a little silly for asking a question he knew the answer to, so he thought he would throw Jesus a curve ball.  And so he asked "And who is my neighbor?"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here is where Jesus did something amazing.  Just like us, this Torah expert wanted to know when he was exempt to show love.  Surely loving your neighbor doesn't include everybody- so who does it include?  Who are we allowed to disrespect, to fear, or to dislike?  We humans love limits- we love exemptions.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, of course, Jesus answers by telling a story.  Its a story of a Jewish man who gets jumped by thieves and left for dead.  Two of his own religious leaders walk past him and do nothing.  Finally, a Samaritan stops, takes him to get medical care, and pays for all his needs.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before this point gets lost on us, here is what bible-history.com says about the relationship between Jews and Samaritans:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:medium;"&gt;"Because of their defective devotion to Judaism and their partly pagan ancestry, the Samaritans were despised by ordinary Jews. Because the Samaritans were sometimes hostile, and also the fact that a Jew believed that he could become contaminated by passing through Samaritan territory, Jews who were traveling from Judea to Galilee or vice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;versa&lt;/span&gt; would cross over the Jordan river and avoid Samaria.&lt;br /&gt;The Samaritans often taunted the Jews. They rejected all of the Old Testament except the Pentateuch, and they claimed to have an older copy than the Jews and boast that they observe the precepts better.&lt;br /&gt;The Jews repaid them with hatred. They rejected the Samaritan copy of the law and publicly denounced that Samaritans were of any Jewish birth (John 4:12).&lt;br /&gt;- The Samaritan was publicly cursed in their synagogues.- He could not serve as a witness in the Jewish courts.- He could not be converted to Judaism as a proselyte.- He was excluded from the after life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, when choosing his hero for this little story, Jesus choses someone who is despised, rejected, hostile, unclean, deceived and exempt from God's covenant according to his Jewish audience.  Then he turns the original question on its head:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Of the three men who passed the man on the road, who proved to be his neighbor?"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when they answered the Samaritan, he said "Go and do likewise."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The biblical scholar wanted to know the limits of God's definition of neighbor- Jesus answers by COMMANDING us to go and show compassion without limit- in essence to prove to be a neighbor even to those the world would say are our enemies.  He tells his respectable Jewish audience that an unclean, misguided Samaritan who shows compassion obeys the commandments more fully than a respectable Jew who has a hard heart towards others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jesus's&lt;/span&gt; goal in telling this story was to emphasize that God doesn't have human enemies, nor does the boundaries of his compassion exclude ANY person from ANY background.  People draw lines, God erases them.  People exclude and chose who we love- God chose us while we were yet enemies.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like much of the discourse in many churches and christian circles concerning Islam and Muslims is rooted in criticism, distrust and fear, the rabbis of first century Judaism had plenty to say about why Samaritans were wrong, and they were right.  But Jesus did not come to reinforce that message.  He came to give living water to a Samaritan woman who was living in sin without heaping guilt upon her.  He came to show us who are neighbor is.  Like the loving woman on the second floor of our building who buys my daughter presents and sings songs to her.  Or my friend at the nearby coffee shop who never lets me pay for anything and always tells me that I am a co-owner of the shop.  Or the baker down the street who tells me he has been thinking about me every time he sees me and has our family over to his house for hours of food, coffee and funny conversation- never asking anything in return.  Some voices tell me that these people (or at the very least their religion) are my enemy- yet which one of them would not pull my body out of a ditch if I were left for dead?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32343696-2132066968505728031?l=an-other-way.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/feeds/2132066968505728031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32343696&amp;postID=2132066968505728031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/2132066968505728031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/2132066968505728031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/2010/08/who-is-my-neighbor.html' title='Who is my neighbor?'/><author><name>The Caldwell Adventures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160581987735015920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32343696.post-1959866075452069156</id><published>2010-08-17T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T11:51:50.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The High Calling of Love</title><content type='html'>I said previously that my primary aim on this blog was do deal with the question: How should followers of Jesus view Muslims?  Well, I cannot start a discussion of that topic without a discussion of love.  If you really want to obey the words of Jesus, you have to work really hard to make a theology or an interpretation of scripture that excuses you from the weighty demand of loving Muslims.  Whether you consider them your enemy (which I don't, and wouldn't recommend) or you consider them your neighbor (which is true for me in the most literal sense) the new testament is clear- God has demanded that you love them.  He created no loopholes or exceptions; all humanity, all lifestyles and religions and ethnicities and cultures and classes, are the object of his very tangible love, and thus we who would dare call ourselves his followers are asked to be conformed to that fundamental divine affection.&lt;div&gt;The problem that arises when you talk about love, though, is that love tends to mean whatever you want it to mean.  Love can be something emotional and sappy and devoid of real action, or it can be something sterile and lifeless and philosophical- a tough love that is simply a commitment to the greater good.  We can fight for peace or start wars, execute criminals or initiate protest marches, and claim we are working, at the end of the day, in the name of love.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so if love is to be anything (and is MUST be everything) then we have to have a definition- a definition that has application and meaning and boundaries.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God that Jesus did not leave us to follow a rhetorical, flowery love.  No, on the contrary Jesus gave love meaning, he tied it to a very real standard by which we can hold our own hearts accountable.  As I read the gospels, I see two pictures Jesus gives us from which we can draw our understanding of love.  The first, that we treat others as we ourselves would like to be treated.  The second, that we love in the way he loved us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, for us who follow Jesus, those two standards are not, and must never be, merely inspirational slogans used to sell Christian decorations and bumper stickers.  They comprise the call of heaven itself.  And so, with these two mirrors placed carefully in front of our hearts, we may turn our discussion back to the original question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do we treat Muslims as we would want to be treated?  Do we think about them, talk about them, interact with them, pray for them, the way we would want others dealing with us?  Think about the last conversation you had about a Muslim.  What emotions were stirred within you?  What assumptions did you make?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we are honest with ourselves, we all would prefer others assuming the best about our motives and intentions.  We would prefer others thinking about us with respect.  As a Christian, I want people to know about the great saints of Christian history and their contributions to humanity, not to take our worst examples and use them to smear our heritage through the mud.  And if I prefer that type of treatment, am I allowed to show others anything different?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that at the foundation of a Christ-like approach to Muslims is the laying aside of our right to harden our hearts toward others because they are different then us.  Rather than take information from the media or other sources and use it to construct a negative portrayal, I believe the words of Jesus challenge us to assume the best about people and keep our hearts soft towards them before we declare our verdicts and assign our labels.  Jesus, after all, saw the treasure of authentic faith in prostitutes and beggars, in the theologically misled Samaritans and the Pagan Roman soldiers who occupied his homeland.  Had his message consisted of criticism of those different than him, would any of these figures have gotten as close to him as they did in the gospels?  Would he have had the chance to demonstrate the heart of the father the way he did?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32343696-1959866075452069156?l=an-other-way.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/feeds/1959866075452069156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32343696&amp;postID=1959866075452069156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/1959866075452069156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/1959866075452069156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/2010/08/high-calling-of-love.html' title='The High Calling of Love'/><author><name>The Caldwell Adventures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160581987735015920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32343696.post-6197213538635827081</id><published>2010-08-15T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T03:25:47.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A return to blogging?</title><content type='html'>So, when I started this blog it was in response to my personal experiences and sentiments after fleeing Lebanon in the wake of the 2006 Lebanon War.  As a result of that experience and the fact that I was in grad school studying international relations at the time, the blog took on a decisively political tone with spiritual afterthoughts.  I think I might return to blogging (though only time will tell) but with the goal being a more spiritual, rather than political, agenda.  My experience is that politics divides ruthlessly and often needlessly, and party loyalties blind moral judgement and turn heart issues into talking heads.  God save me from such a fate. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, instead, I want to continue this blog under the same name with a revised goal, which is, simply put, addressing the question "How should followers of Jesus view Muslims?"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have found that in a day and age where what we think about Muslims matters greatly, Americans are lacking clear voices that treat this issue in a C&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hrist&lt;/span&gt;-centered and human way.  I realize that I, as an American who wants to obey Jesus and who lives in the Middle East doing every day life with Arab Muslims, am in a position to present a different perspective.  My goal for any reader of this blog is not political conversion, but spiritual conversation that challenges &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unbiblical&lt;/span&gt; paradigms.  As much as we should honor sincere leaders in both church and politics, it is important to remember that often the church and the state have been on the wrong side of history, protecting prejudices and standing in the way of sincere disciples loving the people God loves.  Lest we repeat those mistakes we should never fear new approaches or ideas- fear of newness led a lot of people to reject Jesus himself.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32343696-6197213538635827081?l=an-other-way.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/feeds/6197213538635827081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32343696&amp;postID=6197213538635827081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/6197213538635827081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32343696/posts/default/6197213538635827081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-other-way.blogspot.com/2010/08/return-to-blogging.html' title='A return to blogging?'/><author><name>The Caldwell Adventures</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10160581987735015920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
