Prepare for a free advertising spot…

I’m in favor of giving public attaboys and attagirls when somebody treats customers the way they ought to be treated.  Today I experienced just that.  And since it involved technology and web 2.0, I felt obligated to blog about it.

I was doing my taxes online using TurboTax, which I have for the past 3 years.  Being a Monday (just after 5:00 PM EST) in late January, I’d imagine the traffic at their website was going through the roof, with people getting home to a W-2 in the mail and logging on to do their taxes.  So, I was anticipating a slow time.  But it began booting me from the system, and requiring me to log in over and over again.  Eventually their server just gave up, having fought the good fight.  I got a standard “NO SOUP FOR YOU” page when trying to get to my half-finished return.

So, because I was frustrated, I updated Twitter saying “TurboTax’s servers just flipped out and logged me out. I was so close to being done.”

About a minute later I got a tweet (that’s what they call twitter messages) from @TTaxChristine saying “I’m Christine from TurboTax, we’re checking out the issue.”

That’s what I’m talking about.  Web 2.0 to the rescue when Web 1.0 takes a dive.

Thanks, Christine and TurboTax.  Your attention to detail got you a free advertising spot here on the most-read blog published in the greater Erwin Hills area of Asheville, NC.

Your god is Dying.

The financial news is crazy these days.  From what seems like an incessant train of bailouts and legislation to rising unemployment to insurance companies turning folks away, the news is rarely good.

People are in a state of panic.

What better time, as Christians, to show the watching world what we really trust in!?

I confess, this is a pep talk for myself that you are welcomed to listen in on, but I am discouraged as I step back from my situation and evaluate how I am handling things.  Our financial support has suffered recently, and if I am honest, I tend toward panic more than trusting Christ.  Which is exactly the opposite of how the gospel ought to affect me.

The reason so many people in the financial sector are breaking apart at the seams is because their god is dying.  They have trusted in money, or the economy, or their 401-K, or the American dream.  And now that thing in which they have placed their trust is dying.  Their god is dying.

Our God rose from death.  And he promises in his word that he takes care of his own.  Jesus is LORD.  Not just a king or a president.  The King of kings.  The Lord of lords.  He alone is in control.

So instead of freaking out when finances are tight, I am going to rejoice that my God is alive, and still in control.  I am going to trust.  But let’s take it another step.  How about instead of clamming up and “taking care of our own” with no regard for others, we model the generousity and others-focus that Jesus would have for us during this time.  Our generousity in the face of uncertainty will serve as God’s hands and feet drawing people who are otherwise totally disinterested and turned off by Christians.

Give sacrificially (no, this is not just a plug for you to support us.  Give to people who need to know that money won’t save them.)  Pray as to who God would have you minister to with your wallet.  Is there a single mom or a widow that needs a meal or a tank of gas?  Give to your church, so that they don’t have to lay off people. Give to the local food bank.  Just… GIVE.

I’ll start.  I haven’t taken it before the Lord with my wife yet, so I am not sure how we are going to give, but I assure you that this month, even in spite of a significant loss in our support, we will give more than we did last month.

Because my God is not dead, or dying.

Corporate Sins.

Earlier a friend of mine twittered “Later, when you are jumping up and down yelling “we did it!” remember that all you did was sit on a couch feeding corporate America. GO TEAM”

And, being the tweet-first-question-later type I am, I hastily replied “later, when you are watching a movie on your big screen, proud of yourself for not watching the game, you still fed USA Inc.”

And then in the ensuing moments that passed I noted that I was only getting angrier at her tweet.  So, as is my custom, I asked myself why I was mad.  That often leads me to find the idolatry in my life.  Here’s what I found out.

First off, I am not even a football fan except in passing, so it wasn’t her attack of the NFL that got me mad.  It wasn’t her attack on corporate America that got me mad, either.  I am not a fan of how everything has advertising dollars attached to it, to the point that the phrases “Super Bowl” and “March Madness” have been trademarked.

What I eventually came to realize (with the help of the Holy Spirit, I suppose) is that the reason her message offended me so is that it struck very close to my idols.  I am a sports fan.  My drug of choice is college basketball, but I feel inclined to stick up for other fans, especially during the biggest single sports day of the American year.

I am very conscious of my idolatry in that area.  I am prone to trusting in and longing for the verification of my identity that comes from a UNC basketball victory.  I walk a little taller after we beat dook each time.  Conversely, I don’t talk to folks after a Carolina defeat, for at least a few hours.  And God is working on that area, helping me to see that it’s OK to enjoy a game without tying my identity to it.

And her tweet revealed that there is still work to do.

So, I apologize publicly for my offense of firing back when fired upon.  God is still working on me.

Unashamed Cave to Peer Pressure.

If you aren’t on facebook, then you haven’t seen the “25 Random Things” notes that have been going around.  At first I thought it was silly to write a note with 25 things and then “tag” 25 people in that note to write their 25 things.  But as I have been reading others’ notes, I have really enjoyed them.  So, in what feels like betraying the “I’ll never participate in chain letters or sappy email forwards” promise I made to myself very early in life, I give you my 25 things.

  1. I’ve fallen out of a raft in a class 4 rapid on the Arkansas river in Colorado.
  2. I’d like people to think that I can properly load and shoot a muzzle-loading rifle just because I have once.
  3. My wife and I had a fight on the way to staff meeting last week that was resolved via text message.
  4. I very rarely read all of the lesson that I teach on Wednesday nights at church before I am actually teaching it.
  5. I once could recite the entire book of Philippians from memory.
  6. I am frequently interested in making people think that I don’t care what they think about me. That’s right, I hide behind “transparency.”
  7. As a (far more self-absorbed than I’d care to admit) verbal-processing extrovert, I talk so much about myself that I find it difficult to find something to put on these lists that people don’t already know.
  8. My pediatrician once told me I’d be between 6’10” and 7’0″ tall.  I got good at rebounding in basketball.  Then I stopped growing at 6′ 1″ and started focusing on guitar.
  9. I once shared the gospel with a vodka-enhanced former KGB agent who was wearing only tightie-whities.
  10. I have typed at least two things that were not true (or not completely true) while making this list and then deleted them.  A few years ago I probably would have left those things on the list.
  11. I’ve flown east all the way around the world in a summer.
  12. I once wrote a song in an afternoon for my wife (who had gone shopping, I think) that included the line “Still long for the day when we get in a fight // and it turns out that I was right.”
  13. I cry at unimportant things like movies and sermon illustrations, but rarely cry at things like funerals of loved ones.  That may be due in part to the fact that I frequently get asked to speak at those funerals, and nerves keep me from crying.
  14. I like to think of myself as a country boy at heart, but I’ll never move away from the city.
  15. I have an uncanny ability to memorize numbers.  I still remember the phone number from my grandparent’s next-door neighbor when I was around 16 years old, and many of the phone numbers of my childhood friends.  It’s not an automatic thing, in that I have to consciously think “remember this.”  But once I do commit it to memory, I’m pretty stuck with it.
  16. I used to have 20-13 vision.
  17. Before my senior year in college, I had no idea what a 401-K or an IRA was, or that it referred to anything financial.  I’ve never balanced a checkbook.  (and I can’t remember the last time I wrote a paper check, for that matter)
  18. According to my boss in high school, I was the fastest and most efficient weed-eater operator he’d ever seen in 25 years of landscaping experience.  That hasn’t given me any advantage in my adult life, to my knowledge.
  19. I’ve driven more of the coolest classic cars (’64 & ’65 GTO, ’26 Model-T,  ’57 Pontiac, ’67 Buick Riviera, not to mention some modern muscle cars like Corvettes, supercharged Mini-Coopers and Chargers) than most folks, due to my grandfather and father’s collection of them.
  20. I have creative passion, but very little discipline when it comes to giving those passions an outlet.  And I am ashamed of my attempts at art, often.
  21. I didn’t drink my first full alcoholic beverage until I was 22 years old.  At one point since then I tried to make up for lost time.  I am learning moderation.
  22. I quit playing baseball growing up because my big brother quit, and I was on his team first.  That and there was a conflict with Boy Scouts.  I think I could’ve been a decent baseball player.
  23. One of my biggest fears in life is that I would not live out the gospel in such a way that my son grows up with a positive view of Jesus.
  24. I’ve been pick-pocketed on a Roman subway.  They stole my camera.  When I realized I was pick-pocketed I punched a plaster wall in anger and hurt my hand.
  25. I’ve run naked (except for hiking boots) through the snow in the Swiss Alps.  There was tastefully long-distance photographic evidence of that, but it was stolen with my camera in Rome.

I’m headed to the ATL.

Back in college, there was never much doubt after sophomore year that I was going on staff with Campus Crusade.  So, our staff team didn’t go out of their way to recruit me, as I was already pretty much on board.  Consequently, I didn’t ever get invited to our recruiting conference. Six years later, I am still on staff.

This week I finally get to be recruited to join staff with Campus Crusade.

I’m driving 3 students from Western Carolina University down to Atlanta to take part in “Preview Weekend” where they will get a glimpse of how God could use them on staff with CCC, or in ministry in general.  I’m so excited to be going, partially so that I can say I’ve been to a recruiting conference.

Stay tuned to the blog for updates and pictures from the conference.

Oh, I’m also leading worship at the conference, so that will be fun.