Saturday, February 28, 2015

Why I Thank God for Facebook

"Then they too will answer, Lord, when did we see you..." Matthew 25:44-45

I'm disturbed, and I don't think its the result of being iced and snowed in for almost an entire week.
I was browsing through Facebook posts, looking at all the "snow" week photos, laughing at ridiculous animal videos, and pausing for prayer when I noted a friend's request for sickness or issues. I thank God a lot for Facebook - and it isn't because of all the animal dancing, or even because I can "keep track" of my global friends, or cyber-stalk celebrities whose lives fascinate me.

I thank God for Facebook because it frequently challenges me to consider the way I think about "Friends" and the way I think about all those "others." We are living in an age of technology where a riot in Mumbai, can be seen by a kid in Mayberry in REAL TIME! With the prevalence of cell phone videos and photos, we have unlimited images, from countless angles of whatever the crowd finds captivating.

It can be a singer (Madonna) falling from a stage, or a massive 15 car wreck on the frozen freeway shot from another vehicle navigating through the pile-up. It's a good thing and it's a bad thing, both in so many ways. It gives a lot of people a "voice" that never had one. Geeks and gurus have a platform, that if well manipulated and distributed, can make an idiot turning flips off a child's swing, finance their education through You Tube ads.
"America's Funniest Home Videos" established a cultural norm where it's okay to laugh at grandma setting her hair on fire at the family BBQ, and what the heck - that prize money makes the embarrassment of Uncle Billy's butt crack worth a trip to the stage for our fifteen minutes of fame.
All those 1 minute 45 second snippets of humor come in handy to alleviate the boredom of bad weather days and lonely late nights.

Because of the trillions of images we see, and 140 character messages (Twitter) we read, we become desensitized to the BIG stuff that is REALLY going on in the world. The images of Christians in cages being paraded through streets in a distant land is just that - a distant land, a distant problem, a distant people. And anyway, the next post had that recipe for pound cake I've been meaning to try.
My In-laws were Polish immigrants. My father-in-Law's family had been part of the aristocracy of Europe before the World War II. Their vast estates were confiscated and used as Nazi headquarters as the battalions of German forces marched across borders. His father was considered a threat to the state and imprisoned in Auschwitz. He survived the death camp where over 1 MILLION people were murdered.

My mother-in-law's father and mother were both in concentration camps as well. Her family had a rich legacy of influencing centuries of Polish politics and economy. Their names are recorded in the nation's history books. We often talked about their experiences as teenagers growing up in such extraordinarily turbulent times. I was curious to know how could the European "nations" ignore what was happening to their Jewish neighbors and friends. During one of those conversations, I got an unexpected answer. "Of course we heard "rumors" about these "Nazi's," we assumed they were just common thugs. After all, the Germans were some of the most intellectually sophisticated people in the world. They had hundreds of years of cultural contributions in art, music, and science. Really, it couldn't be that big of an issue. The "rest" of the Germans were okay."

When I asked, "But what about the Jews? What about when they started targeting specific groups?" Again, what I heard from people who LIVED through that time, from people who considered themselves people of faith, smart people, good people, surprised me. "Charlynn, you have to understand, the Jews at that time were the "other" people. Yes, they were our neighbors and our bankers, and kind of our friends. But they had "other" ways. They had communities we didn't belong to, and weren't invited to be a part of. They had odd traditions, even foods we loved (pork) they wouldn't eat. They were strange, and they weren't like us.

And after all, what could a little band of thugs do. Most Germans were nice. If something really bad were happening in their country - all these thousands of "good" people wouldn't let a bunch of miscreants get away with too much!"

Listen, before you start responding with rebuttals or replies, I'm not coming down on the German nationals that were (or were not) part of the Nazi party and Hitler's rise to power. I'm not "picking" a side on the behalf of radicals or religious. I'm looking at Facebook, and the forum. I'm looking at me.
Years ago I watched an Academy Award nominated film, "The Wonderful Horrible Life of Leni Riefenstahl." When I searched for it on YouTube I discovered the last film she made in 2002 at the age of ONE HUNDRED! ( ) "Leni Riefenstahl - The Immoderation of Me." You probably have never heard of the film or the woman. But, her claim to fame isn't in that she is the oldest director in the world, or the oldest diver in the world. Her claim to fame was as Hitler's official Media consultant. In the documentary, the young Jewish filmmakers ask if she felt any remorse for crafting iconic images ("Triumph of the Will" the 1934 Nazi Party Congress in Nuremberg) that would make a band a thugs and their leader a cult of hate inciting a nation to genocide. She didn't. In fact, after relentless questioning in the end she said, "I'm an artist, the propaganda films were art and nothing more. How they changed culture, or history, is not my responsibility." I wonder how the "Arab Spring" and its use of Facebook made Mark Zuckerburg, feel? And now, the social media proficiency of ISIS is effectively spreading their ideology for a Caliphate across the world.

How did a band of thugs change the world in 1933? In part, with the help of the manipulation of the media.

How is a "Junior Varsity" terrorist group recruiting college graduates to BEHEAD and FILM the horror? The same way.

"What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun." Ecclesiastes 1:9

I thank God for Facebook.

It makes me stop "dead in the tracks" of my comfortable Sanctuary after viewing an ISIS video. My Bible is open and Jesus is answering the question of the "religious,"

"Lord, when did we see You hungry or thirsty or a stranger or naked or sick or in prison, and did not give You whatever You needed?' Then He will answer them, 'I tell you the truth, just as you did not do it for one of the least of these, you did not do it for Me." Matthew 25:44-45

What can we do as Americans? What can we do as Christians?

I thank God for Facebook because at the very least, it does more than entertain me and occupy my time with "Likes, Comments" and "Friends." It reminds me that complacency and disregard is dangerous.

It makes me reflective on a winter day about history, about wars, and about "others."

It inspires me to pray.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

The Four Chair Turn

"With all this going for us, my dear friends, stand your ground. And don't hold back. Throw yourselves into the work of the Master, confident that nothing you do for Him is a waste of time or effort." 1 Corinthians 15:58 The Message

It's no secret I'm a fan of The Voice. It's the "nicer" version of all the other competitive vocal contests that fill the nightly television line up. I could tell you some of the reasons I LOVE the show, but knowing who reads these miscellaneous missives of mine, I'm pretty sure you already watch every Monday and Tuesday evening on NBC!

What I will share is my favorite element of the broadcast - the "Four Chair Turn." It's like a home run when the bases are loaded, or the 50 yard touchdown pass in the last 3 seconds of the game, (I'm allowing other references for the men that may not understand).

The singer (young or old) tells their story before taking to the stage. Typically, tales of triumph and tragedy, longing for belonging, and knowing they have a "gift" to share with others. Nerves get the better of a few, but they all know this is the chance of a lifetime - to appear before four of the top artists in the world and give it all they've got.

They walk out in high heels, tennis shoes, or cowboy boots, the band begins and taking a deep breath -they SING. Belting out the song choice that identifies them as an artist, and then

Four chairs...

...turn around in amazement to witness the flower of someone's unrecognized talent come into full bloom. It's amazing, wonderful, awe-inspiring, and tear-producing. The young (or old) artist is finally validated and recognized on a televised platform. Now the power to choose (the right vocal coach) is in their hands, with all the judges vying to be the "one" that shapes this diamond in the rough.
For the past 16 months, I've been sequestered on USA soil, working to build a better way for military personnel and caregivers to find and access resources. It involved Warrior Forums in San Antonio, meetings with IT people, hundreds and hundreds of hours of data entry and tedious research, it was not fun, or fancy, or anything like reporting from some exotic foreign mission field the events of the day. But I knew without question it was the task I was charged to do by the Master. I put in the time, effort, and mental sweat (typing doesn't burn many calories).

And then...

I walked out on the figurative "stage" at the George W Bush Presidential Center!

I had my own "Four Chair Turn," of validation.

One of the initiatives of the Center is a military focused program to see returning soldiers get access to resources to assist in their transition to civilian life. Hello! That is exactly what WE have done. That "we" includes all the soldiers, caregivers and wounded warriors who have helped in countless ways. It includes friends who've personally volunteered time and talent to assist whenever they could (like serving over 700+ homeless veterans at the Operation Care Christmas event). It includes faithful supporters who have sent me to the foreign fields over the years and who kept sending support trusting God knows what He is doing. It includes those who pray for the work of the ministry and keep us keeping on! WE WILL MAKE a DIFFERENCE!

"So let's not allow ourselves to get fatigued doing good. At the right time we will harvest a good crop if we don't give up, or quit. Right now, therefore, every time we get the chance, let us work for the benefit of all, starting with the people closest to us in the community of faith." Galatians 6:9-10 The Message

I met with the "movers and shakers" working to impact the community of returning military and their families. Everyone of those introductions was orchestrated by the One who sets my schedule and brings the Harvest! We are at the top of the first hill on the roller coaster. I've told all my "battle buddies" I'm not sure whether I should close my eyes and start screaming, or throw up my hands and have a blast! Either way - we need YOU!

Continue to cover us in prayer!! Pray for the connections we made to bear a great harvest! The enemy is gaining territory in the military community assaulting them with feelings of hopelessness and helplessness - claiming over TWENTY TWO soldiers lives EVERY DAY to suicide. WE WILL reduce that number by helping these families find the help they need.

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Contact us for ways YOU can be involved. We spend one day a week at the Dallas Veteran Resource Center, offering assistance to the Vets who come for services. We're running out of time - the enemy and ISIS aren't slowing down or retreating. It's time to "take the hill" of despair and plant the flag of faith firmly in the hearts minds and souls of those who have paid so much for our freedom!

"God is not unjust; He will not forget your work and the love you have shown Him as you have helped His people and continue to help them." Hebrews 6:10

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