Would You Rather Have the Maps App or the Compass Right Now?

I Bet You Wanna Choose the Maps App, Right?

iPhone Mockup: Jae-seong, Jeong via dribbble

iPhone Mockup: Jae-seong, Jeong via dribbble

Let me SHOW YOU WHY I THINK YOU SHOULD CHOOSE THE COMPASS.

See the Maps app is super useful if you know where you’re headed. It’s awesome to fire it up, enter a destination, and then let it give turn-by-turn directions. And I get it, a compass, doesn’t seem all that helpful, right? All it does is point north. What good is that?

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Right now I’m under a stay-at-home order . I’m cooped up at home. I can get groceries, but that’s about it. I’m feeling an itch for things to get back to normal, but I don’t think things are going to be “normal” for quite a while. We all may be playing, “whack-a-mole” with COVID-19 for some time.  

My daily life is upside down to the point where my GPS is messed up. Things are changing, and I don’t know that any of us really know where we’re going yet. The Maps app can’t move us forward if we don’t know where we’re going.

But this is a perfect time for a compass.

This is the time for a personal compass of values that will help you know where true north is. Here is a picture of your compass:

Photo: Alex Grodkiewicz via Unsplash

Photo: Alex Grodkiewicz via Unsplash

Choose the compass. Read your Bible. Feed your faith. This compass will guide you through uncertainty, past anxiety, all the way to hope and a future. We here at YWAM San Diego/Baja have tons of opportunities for you to do just that. Soon we will be reopening our Discipleship Training Schools where you can take your first steps into a new future that’s headed towards True North.

Many thanks to Dr. Tim Elmore’s Habitudes for the Journey.

Visibility Zero

I’ve been under a stay at home order for weeks. (Or is it months?!) And I Don’t Know What’s Next…

Photo Cred: Kent Pilcher via Unsplash

Photo Cred: Kent Pilcher via Unsplash

I’ve settled into a routine, but it’s still not normal.

I’m getting up too early. I’m having my coffee and a Clif bar. I’m reading the Bible and praying with Kay Charlotte. I’m “going” to work and doing my thing… so there’s a new routine. But I’m getting a little stir crazy with all this social distancing. I’m starting to wonder, When are we gonnu be through this? And that gets me to asking, “What’s it gonnu be like when we do?” I can’t help but look at the horizon…

And I have near zero visibility.

Which increases my anxiety. Which makes me say “Hey Anxiety, take a number and get in line behind all my other fears and insecurities!”

I assume things won’t be the same. Maybe we’ll be wearing masks everywhere. (Which I am not excited about… my glasses fog up with every breath. Sheesh. Okay, I’m done whining— for now). Maybe our favorite pizza place Pizzo’s will close! What I want is to just go back to when I could meet a friend for coffee and we wouldn’t have to be afraid.

I’m not sure that I’m rated for this. That “rated” is pilot-talk for being certified for a type of aircraft. I’m totally certified for my old life. I felt like I knew what I was doing. I felt like I could do loop-de-loops, and even skywrite. But that’s when everything was visible and familiar. What’s next might require me to rely on instruments only. Navigation will have to be totally different. I’m going to have to rely on a new guidance system.

Okay, enough with the flight analogy. What I’m talking about is this: I’m fearful because I don’t know what it’s going to be like when we come out of this. We may be dealing with COVID for months or even a year or even two! New outbreaks might pop up. More stay-at-home might be required. How will I do my work?

As I look at all this uncertainty, I realize I need to lean further into God. His specific guidance for each step forward will be necessary. Part of me is scared that I’ll mishear or misunderstand or even do something prideful and try to navigate on my own. But part of me is excited. Isn’t this what I truly want, to hear God’s instructions, and then obey them?

Lord, show us the way.

Thirty Years of Hope

YWAM’s Homes of Hope Ministry Is Thirty!

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Even though we’re currently on “pause” due to COVID-19, this is something worth celebrating. Especially the part about 700,000 tacos! Kidding! It’s the lives that have been transformed… all those family that have received homes, and all those volunteers that built them. Way to go Jesus!

Another fun fact about Homes of Hope is that I got to lead the process to create that spiffy Homes of Hope logo up there.

Not All Heroes Are Doctors or Nurses

Here’s my friend Steve with a cool report of generosity from the streets of the Tenderloin in San Francisco

This is a fun follow up to my post from last week. I imagine that Jesus is pointing this out to us, just as he pointed out the widow’s gift to his disciples.

(If you missed it, here is how YWAM SF is responding to the needs of their neighbors). 

Steve leads the Restoration Initiatives at YWAM SF and is an absolute hero in that he and his team are on the frontline caring for some of the most vulnerable among us. He does it with gratitude and faith. I’m pretty sure Steve is the author of this post on the YWAM SF blog. Here’s an excerpt:

Resurrection Day… reminds me why I breathe, why I do what I do and why I am who I am. It is on this day that I remember that it is Christ who gives me great hope.  It is his work in me that enables me to love the people that he loves so much. It is his forgiveness that enables me to forgive, and his new mercies that enable me to show mercy to those around me.

So a huge thank you to these heroes. It’s my privilege to be associated with them, even from this distance. Here’s an opportunity for you to be a part of their work through generosity. I believe when we give, it somehow pushes back the darkness in the world. It opens up the possibility for hope. Giving shapes us to be more like our generous Creator. Would you prayerfully consider joining Steve and his team by sending a gift to keep those showers open?

This Week's To Do and To Don't Lists

I’ve fallen off the wagon a bit over the last week. I’ve definitely overindulged in cookie dough. And I’ve definitely not exercised as much.

Photo Credit: Pam Menegakis via Unsplash

Photo Credit: Pam Menegakis via Unsplash

I can’t really blame me for falling off the wagon tho… I mean there’s a pandemic, come on! And is anyone else freaking out every time they get a tickle in their throat? Are you convinced you caught the COVID if you feel a little tightness in your chest? Just me?

So I’m making a To Do List and a To Don’t List to help me get a handle on things again:

To Do List

  • Do Faith

  • Do Generosity

  • Do Feel

  • Do Social (at a Distance of course!)

  • Do Respect

To Don’t List

  • Don’t Fear

  • Don’t Hoard

  • Don’t Numb

  • Don’t Isolate

  • Don’t Disrespect

Let’s all have a good week, mmkay?! Now go wash your hands.

Random Thoughts about Mark 16 on Easter

This Easter under a stay-at-home order might be more like that first easter.

Photo: Bruno van der Kraan via Unsplash

Photo: Bruno van der Kraan via Unsplash

No one was expecting anything miraculous. There weren’t crowds gathered at the tomb counting down the seconds until sunrise.

No. The movement Jesus started was over, and those that were a part of it were just coming to grips with the death of it and with the death of Him.

Mary, Mary, and Salome went to the tomb to do the proper burial things. They intended to minister to Jesus’ body. I’m sure they were somber, and perhaps even anticipating some unpleasant tasks. They were thinking practical and reasonable thoughts: 

They asked each other, “Who will roll the stone away from the entrance to the tomb?” Mark 16:3

Of course, they were surprised to find that the stone had been rolled away. They must have been shocked to find someone else in the tomb.

“Don’t be alarmed,” he said. “You are looking for Jesus the Nazarene, who was crucified. But he has risen! He is not here! See the place where they had put him. Go! Tell his disciples and Peter, ‘He is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him. It will be just as he told you.’  vv. 6-7

These three women were the first ordained evangelists. They received their ordination from a heavenly angelic being, “Go, tell…”. How wonderful! What a privilege for these women to be the first ones sent with the Easter message. It’s interesting to me that some of us still struggle with the idea of women preaching the gospel. 

Not only that, but the risen Jesus himself appeared to Mary Magdalene:

Jesus rose from the dead early on the first day of the week. He appeared first to Mary Magdalene. He had driven seven demons out of her. v. 12

I imagine this was special for Him and for her. I wonder what he said. I wonder what she said. I wonder if she said anything at all. I am sure she was overwhelmed. I wonder if she was overwhelmed only because he was alive, or if he was somehow glorified or transfigured. I think it’s special that he revealed himself to her first. It’s honoring. In her culture, women were not credible witnesses in a court of law. In her culture one person alone wasn’t strong evidence. And so a lone woman was not readily believed. Still, Jesus chose to appear to her first. To me this emphasizes his connection to her. To me it validates her identity, her female-ness, despite her culture.

Interestingly, he also appeared to two other disciples “in a different form” (what??) and no one believed them either. I presume these others were male. Still, the unbelievable was hard to believe.

Then there is the Great Commission:

He said to them, “Go into all the world. Preach the good news to everyone.” v. 15

I feel like Jesus is sharing his dream more clearly than ever here. Everyone everywhere should know this good news. He died in our place, overcoming sin. He was resurrected on the third day, overcoming death. Everyone everywhere should be invited into relationship with Creator God. The path has been made clear!

And when he was done, he ascended:

When the Lord Jesus finished speaking to them, he was taken up into heaven. He sat down at the right hand of God. v. 19

So on this Easter, even though we are in an unprecedented season, let’s follow the example of his disciples. Let’s “go” everywhere and tell everyone that forgiveness is available!

All scripture quotes from the NIRV (New International Readers Version)

Waiting…

My Dog Judah Was Good at Waiting

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Our black Labrador died a few years ago. One of the things I remember most about him is how he loved tennis balls. The ball was life to him. When I had it in my hand, ready to throw, I had Judah’s full attention. He was focused. He stared at it, his ears up, every sense tuned to me. Often he would very slowly sit down, even if I didn’t tell him to. He knew good things happened after a sit.

Sometimes I would set the ball down in front of him and say, “Wait”. Judah was good at waiting. He would stare still at the ball, hoping, willing it to move. He’d often steal a look at my face, to see if he could read my intent. Of course I would kick the ball and send them both in random directions. He’d come trotting back, with a spring in his step, chomping away at the dirty tennis ball in his mouth.

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Today is Holy Saturday. It’s a day for waiting. The original disciples didn’t know what they were waiting for… maybe the other shoe was going to be dropped. Maybe they too would be arrested, beaten, and killed. They locked themselves in a room and waited. We of course, already know the rest of the story. But still it is good to wait. It’s good for me to focus my attention on the Master. In my waiting, I can still myself. As I wait, I can remember all the times He has been good to me. In my waiting, I can prepare myself to move and to act.

And I suppose the whole world is in a kind of waiting. Billions of us are under shelter at home orders. It is good to wait. Let’s focus on our Master and pray for Him to move.

Wait patiently for the Lord.
Be brave and courageous.
Yes, wait patiently for the Lord.
— Psalm 27:14 (NLT)
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