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The Foreigner

imagesCA6AG67WEver get that feeling that you just don’t belong somewhere?  Being a country boy, I felt that way when I moved into my cookie-cutter suburban home.  Sometimes I get that feeling around extremely wealthy people….not that there is anything wrong with being wealthy or extremely wealthy. I just feel uncomfortable around them. But now I have that feeling on a much larger scale. Sometimes I feel like that I don’t belong in this world. No, I’m not suicidal. Sometimes I simply feel like a foreigner… or a “fer-ner” as my grandmother sometimes said.

A few years ago, I travelled to Bolivia on a mission trip. It was a great experience, but I have never felt more out of place. The language was different. The customs were different. The food was different. I truly felt like a foreigner. Thank God for my church group. Imagine how alone I would’ve felt if they hadn’t been with me.

Yesterday, I travelled to Wal-mart. Now I know that Wally World can sometimes be a lesson in anthropology all in itself, but it’s still nothing like Bolivia. I shop at Wal-mart at least once per week, and yesterday I felt like a total foreigner.

I think that I feel that way because as I get closer to God, I can’t understand the world’s language as well.  The world has this weird, secular, Godless culture. Since I was at Wal-mart, let’s take advertising, for example. Think of almost anything that’s for sale. It could be sporting goods, pharmaceuticals, or clothing. All of the products have beautiful or famous spokespersons. You just don’t usually see ugly people in advertisements. And although I’ve never really considered it before now, the beautiful spokesperson has absolutely no connection to the product. There’s only one reason that the beautiful spokesperson is there: to make you think that you will look like him/her when you buy the product. Don’t get me wrong. God loves beauty, too, but he doesn’t care if you have the body of Victoria’s Secret model or the physique of an NFL linebacker. He is concerned more with spiritual beauty.

So, I guess this question begs to be answered: What do I do when I feel like a foreigner? I go to church or hang out with other Christians, just as I did in Bolivia. It helps to share struggles with people who are in similar positions. Following Jesus was never meant to be done alone. No one likes to be lonely. If we are lonely, we will seek companionship somewhere. The world is a tricky place. Two thousand years ago, the apostle Paul talked about Demas and said, “for Demas, because he love this world, has deserted me…”. Don’t fall in love with the world. Find other believers to lean on. We may feel a bit lonely from time to time, but we know that our ultimate reward does not lie in this world.

Christian Workforce

imageVery rarely do I give advice. Generally, I just write the blog and let the reader form his/her own opinion. Today, however, I’m going to buck the trend and just give advice. I’m going to give advice on how to be a good Christian at work.

Let’s face it, most of us spend about 1/3 of our lives at work. Most of the time, I’m a good Christian at church, I’m a so-so Christian at home, and I’m bad Christian at work. There are actually times when I need to remind myself that I’m a Christian at work. I work in law enforcement, so it’s easy to get absorbed into the daily discontent and disgruntlement that accompanies my profession. However, I’ve heard that the same issues apply to several jobs, whether it’s law enforcement, teaching, factory work, or whatever.

During my working career, I have been blessed to be the grunt at times, been blessed to be the boss at times, and been blessed to be everywhere in between. Some of this advice will apply to the grunts and some of it will apply to the bosses. Nonetheless, whether we are the boss or the grunt, the following advice will make us good representatives of Christ in the workplace.

1) Make the boss look good…..even if we have a boss that never says thank you. At least, Jesus knows what we did. Furthermore, when we make the boss look good, we’re not being glory hounds. There’s a reason that people say, “To God be the glory”. Mankind simply cannot handle glory. It’s our job to serve; let God have the glory. If we’re humble, God will make our hard work known to others in his perfect timing.

2) Don’t play the victim at work. For example, a promotion got handed out, and we were picked over. Maybe we deserved it; maybe we didn’t. But really, who are we to judge some other person’s blessing? If someone else gets a promotion, congratulate them immediately, especially if that person was our chief competition for the position. Be helpful to the person who was promoted. Don’t do the job for them, but help them if possible. We’ll make a friend for life.

3) Keep our disgruntled attitudes to ourselves. The best thing is to not get disgruntled in the first place. However, if we’re already disgruntled, we should keep our attitudes to ourselves because I can guarantee that no one wants to work with us, when we’re disgruntled. Working with a disgruntled person is like being his/her emotional punching bag.

4) Give everyone credit. Bosses need to have enough foresight to know that their subordinates are the only reason that the job gets done. Furthermore, as a boss, sometimes we have to take sides with our employees, even when we wish they had used better judgement. If we do, we will make them very loyal employees… and loyalty is hard to come by. Bosses also need to say please and thank you. Subordinates know who gives out the orders, but it sure makes the orders go down easier when the orders are preceded with please and proceeded with thank you.  During my career, I’ve been extra-blessed to have bosses who knew how to say please and thank you.

5) Acknowledge when we’re the “Golden Child” and acknowledge when we’re from “the land of misfit toys”. I have had the blessing, and I do mean “blessing”, of being both the golden child and the misfit. Honestly, there’s very little difference between the two. The golden child will draw to ire of his/her co-workers, and the misfit will draw the ire of his/her bosses. Knowing where we fit in will allow us to present our ideas and opinions in a way that is least offensive to either party.

6) If the chief competition is a close friend, think twice about applying for the promotion. I have been the close friend who got the promotion, and I have been the close friend who didn’t get the promotion. Each time it changed my friendship with that person for the worse. I mean….we’re adults. We should be able to handle it, right? Wrong. It will definitely change our friendships.

7) Don’t expect everyone to like us. This goes for bosses and subordinates. Many times we spend way too much time trying to convince someone to like us, when they never will. As a result, we waste precious time that we could have used to build relationships with people who were willing to give us a chance. Obviously, we shouldn’t treat difficult people like outcasts, but we shouldn’t go completely out of our way to help them either. Invest time in “willing” people.

8) Don’t gossip….even if it’s true. I know this from experience. Enough said.

9) Wear our blessings well. This piece of advice comes directly from Joel Osteen. When we know that God gave us that promotion, wear it well. Don’t flaunt it, but wear it well. If other people are jealous, then they will have to work that out with God. If we feel bad that we received a blessing, such as a promotion, then we are disrespecting God, the one who gave it to us.

10) Don’t expect work to be perfect. We are sinners with sinners for co-workers, and we are all being supervised by sinners. Forgive, forget, and move on.

 

Who is the Prisoner

imagesAs some of you already know, I work in law enforcement. A few months ago, on a particular morning, I met a few prisoners. In my profession, it is very common. The prisoners were donned with green jump suits, leg shackles, handcuffs, and belly chains. An alien from some distant planet could have surmised that the prisoners’ liberties had been taken. Upon meeting the prisoners, I asked, “How’s it going?”  I was trying to be nice, not facetious. Nevertheless, the obvious answer for most people would be something like this: “I’m in green jump suit for Pete’s sake, how the hell do you think it’s going?” However, the first prisoner looked at me, smiled, and said, “I’m blessed”. Then he began to testify to the rest of the prisoners. After my co-workers and I had unhooked the prisoners and placed them in holding cells, one of my law enforcement colleagues, said gruffly, “If I ever need to find Jesus, I know where he is. He’s always locked up somewhere”.

I have to admit that the “Jail-house Jesus” is as common as the “Jail-house Lawyer” in the criminal justice system. Some people use their newfound status in God’s kingdom to change their ways. Some don’t. Regardless, this prisoner in the green jump suit is going to be my neighbor in heaven someday. When he made the decision to accept Jesus, angels were rejoicing in heaven. It may not be a big deal in the local jail, but there was a Derby Party in heaven.

The prisoner was also enjoying his “freedom”. He was smiling “from ear to ear” as my mom would say. He was at peace, and he knew it. It was probably purest form of joy that I have ever seen. Furthermore, he was so happy that he had to share the good news with other people. Folks, that’s what being a Christian is all about. And I witnessed it in a very unlikely place.

I’m not an expert in anything, but I think that I know why people find Jesus in jail. Unfortunately, most people think that they can run their lives without help. They think that they can accomplish anything through their wit and determination…..until something happens that’s out of their control or until they have hit rock-bottom.

It could be anything. For some people, it may be a serious illness. For some people, it may be looking at 20 years in prison. When things are out of control and/or people have hit rock-bottom, they start looking for comfort. That’s when they find Jesus.

Then I thought about my colleague who said, “If I ever need to find Jesus, I know where he is. He’s always locked up somewhere”. These adjectives came to mind: stubborn, close-minded, arrogant, and blind. And I felt sorry for him. He simply couldn’t realize that the prisoner was, in fact, “free-er” than he was.

 

 

 

 

Is the Bible Consistent?

DogsYou know what I like about my dogs? I like their consistency. For example, I have two dogs, and they are consistently happy to see me. It doesn’t matter if I had a bad day or a good day, my dogs are happy to see me. Now there’s a flip side to consistency. For example, my dogs like to eat breakfast at daybreak. If I haven’t fed them by daybreak, they find me and let me know about it. Furthermore, that kind of consistency can bring about some very rigid behaviors. For example, if you have two dogs, you probably feed one of them first. Switch dogs. Feed the other one first and see what happens. They will look at you like you’re crazy and get all anxious. It’s quite comical, but it’s also somewhat sad that such a simple change can throw a dog for a loop.

As humans, there is something in our core that strives for consistency. For example, my morning commute takes about 25 minutes. If it takes 32 minutes on one particular morning, I am not happy. When I order a Big Mac, I want it to have special sauce. I expect special sauce. If it doesn’t have special sauce, I am not happy. If my car has run perfectly for years, and it suddenly breaks down, I am not happy. You get the picture.

So, when I read the Bible, I expect it to be consistent. However, there appear to be many inconsistencies in the Bible. For example, Sampson was glorified for killing Philistines, but Jesus said turn the other cheek. Proverbs says saving is wise, but Jesus says to not even worry about what you eat or wear.

So, is the Bible inconsistent? I don’t think so. I think humans are inconsistent, but I think the Bible is “consistently” relative to the situation.  God doesn’t want robots. He made us with the capacity to reason. And although he didn’t make us gods, he made us in his image (which is another good blog topic..). He doesn’t want us to be the dog who got thrown for a loop because he/she got fed first.

Ecclasiastes 3 sums it up better than I ever could:

There is a time for everything,
    and a season for every activity under the heavens:

    a time to be born and a time to die,
    a time to plant and a time to uproot,
    a time to kill and a time to heal,
    a time to tear down and a time to build,
    a time to weep and a time to laugh,
    a time to mourn and a time to dance,
    a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
    a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
    a time to search and a time to give up,
    a time to keep and a time to throw away,
    a time to tear and a time to mend,
    a time to be silent and a time to speak,
    a time to love and a time to hate,
    a time for war and a time for peace.

PS: If you thought that the above verse was just a groovy 1960s song…..you’re not alone.