A little over a week ago I made brief mention of Saddleback Church’s new rules for maintaining moral integrity. Part 1.
Perhaps the 15 rules set by Saddleback really is about removing temptation from the staff, and if so, you got to do what you got to do. If it’s needed for their church, I’m glad something’s being done. My main concern is that this list is somehow about what people’s perception may be about the interactions mentioned in this list.
Perception. It sometimes becomes synonymous with the word gossip.
A while back a Sunday school teacher I knew was asked to step down from her position. (No, it wasn’t the famous one). She was asked to step down because some people in the community saw her playing golf with a man who was not her husband. She and her husband are separated (and were at the time all this happened) and a rumor began that she was cheating on him. The only foundation for the rumor was the golfing incident.
This Sunday school teach had a right to be hurt. She did not broadcast her marriage problems to everyone – only her close friends knew what she was going through and it was this: her husband left her. On three separate occasions previous to this. This Sunday school teacher has a strong personality – and I felt it was the reason the target was placed on her back instead of her husband’s. She spoke her mind, she had an opinion about things, she was wild as a teenager and she never kept that a secret. In fact, is was a joy for her to share how God redeemed her from the out-of-control drinking and disrespect she showed her parents, along with several other things.
I will not go into any more details about what the church leadership did what and how things are for her at the church. But I will say this again: perception often turns to gossip.
People look for the sin in others to make them feel better about themselves (I know I do sometimes). But perception is not always truth, and to pass it off as such is wrong.
It feels good, doesn’t it? To tell another a juicy piece of gossip about someone else that makes your own sin seem tiny in comparison Well, yeah, I sinned. But look what she did. It was so much worse! Gossip about others makes us feel better, plain and simple. That’s why it’s done so often.
We all make many mistakes, but those who control their tongues can also control themselves in every other way. We can make a large horse turn around and go wherever we want by means of a small bit in its mouth. And a tiny rudder makes a huge ship turn wherever the pilot wants it to go, even though the winds are strong. So also, the tongue is a small thing, but what enormous damage it can do. A tiny spark can set a great forest on fire. And the tongue is a flame of fire. It is full of wickedness that can ruin your whole life. It can turn the entire course of your life into a blazing flame of destruction, for it is set on fire by hell itself…Sometimes it praises our Lord and Father, and sometimes it breaks out into curses against those who have been made in the image of God. And so blessing and cursing come pouring out of the same mouth. Surely, my brothers and sisters, this is not right! -James 3:2-6, 9-10
Boundaries exist for a reason. Without them, lives are ruined – whether by perception of an sinful act or the actual sin. If we would only seek approval from God and not others, perhaps our perception would shift from others to the truth. Maybe we’d work more on fixing ourselves rather than judging others. I believe God would be honored by that.
I’m all giddy.
Here’s why.
I can smell it. Cool, fresh, tingly, wheaty. Fall is coming. Chasing after the warm sun on the horizon as each day is shorter and shorter as the year approaches a close. I smell the silage being cut, the ground staying moist, the pollen shedding, the impending harvest of corn. The blessing of rain in the last few weeks served to make my sense more aware. Fall is coming.

As the earth dies I am not only reminded of the beauty that is found in death, but of the promise of life given in the spring. The brilliant reds, yellows, oranges, browns explode across the landscape in my vision and once again I am reminded of God’s creativity. Of his love for the land, for us. For what other reason would he want to show us those colors, that beauty? To remind us that with every death there can be new life. And we must find the beauty in both.
When I’m cold and alone
All I want is my freedom and a sudden gust of gravity
I stop wailing and kickingJust to let this water cover me, cover me
Only if I rest my arms, rest my mind,
You’ll overcome me and swell up around me.
With my fighting so vain,With my vanity so fought, I’m rolling over
‘Cause in just the same way
That the stream becomes swollen,
Swollen with cold up over the ground,
When my heart draws close to the close of Autumn
What I’m listening to: Caedmon’s Call – Just Don’t Want Coffee 
Victor Wooten
http://youtube.com/v/QBK1fyYN6SE
If you aren’t in tears by the end of this video, be afraid… you might not have a soul. *sniffle*
I spent the evening with two co-workers tonight. We brought wine, talked and watched a stupid movie (I won’t embarrass myself by saying what it was. I’ve already embarrassed myself enough today.) And for some reason, when I arrived home I started to think about selfishness.
The wine we had wasn’t very good. Shame. I had high hopes, but I’m such a wine-snob that at times it’s hard to please me. Am I that way in the rest of my life? Probably.
My friends and companions avoid me because of my wounds; my neighbors stay far away.
-Psalm 38:11
Am I so wounded that people stay away? Is it selfish of me to ask them to stay?
Whenever I asked myself these questions, I try to ask myself if I had a friend who acted like I do, would I stay? Fight or flight? Would it be worth it? (That alone is a selfish question.)
It is hard to please me. And the selfishness in me simply asks, “So? Why is that so bad?” I hold myself to a high standard, why is it so bad to do the same for others? If I taste too much oak in a wine, I put the glass down and make a mental note to not buy it again. I guess I can’t exactly do that with people, can I? I think some people do – they weigh the pros and cons to see if the benefits of the relationship will outweigh the work it takes to put into it. Is that okay to do? It doesn’t feel like it. But can we live purely selfless lives? I believe she did. Is it something innate in us – like a moral sense of right and wrong can be? Is it something to be cultivated and, after years and years of pruning, can only then be achieved?
In my journey to restoration, selflessness hasn’t reached me yet. In fact, when others behave with disregard to those around them, I self-righteously say “How can they be that selfish?” That sin continues to punch holes through my spirit and I fear I may never be made whole. Because, as always, “Be perfect, therefore as I am perfect…” will forever be my Everest. (Thanks to a conversation I had in the restroom of the Estes Park Community Church the summer of 1995. Yes, I mean you, Angela.)
What I’m listening to: Grant Lee Phillips’ Virginia Creeper