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Join us for a conversation with Christy Dirren, church planter in Portland, Oregon as she shares with us the story of the life of Crossbridge, the community which she planted. Hear her share about how failure means “learning a new way that something didn’t work”, shares several beautiful moments and stories, and talks about quitting gracefully.
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How do you ask for healing?
There are a thousand ways.
With a hand quickly raised.
With a name, an intention,
With a printed drop of water bobbing in an ocean,
With a song and a choir of candles,
With a cry
With a plea.
How do you ask for healing?
With carefully constructed provisos and well-built justifications,
With scriptures like weapons of war and theologies that could storm battlements
With tearful bargains and promises,
With fears under rugs and questions gagged like prisoners.
And then we hear yes; and rejoice with unbelieving surprise
Or hear no, and weep in stunned silence,
Or hear nothing, and listen for the echoes of our prayer in an uncaring darkness.
How do I ask for healing?
When I have rejoiced, and wept, and listened,
As my body shakes and trembles
And my mind stumbles in deep mists;
How do I ask for healing?
When I am betrayed by flesh that is either 33 or 92,
When I lie imprisoned on my bed,
Listening to the sounds of my wife and my boy beyond the bars,
Each gift and green thing repossessed,
Until I am a spectator to my own life.
How do we ask for healing?
If not as conquerors demanding tribute from subjugated gods,
If not as lawyers presenting cases before bored judges,
If not as con-men who turn each “no” into a “yes”?
How do we ask for healing?
We ask like centurions at the end of their power;
Lepers who have forgotten even hope,
Cripples who cannot bathe in water an arms-reach away.
How do we ask for healing?
We ask not like kings, but like beggars,
Not like queens, but like divine panhandlers,
Holding up signs as cars drive by,
Knowing that every real “yes” and “no” must come from anothers lips.
And then – almost unknowing,
We fall into the mystery of love;
Which cannot always heal, but can always hold,
As it trickles through the cracks of a broken world.
For it is then,
When broken, despairing, and blind,
We stumble into arms that embrace us when we say,
“I am not worthy for you to come under my roof,
But say the words and I will be healed.”
Join us for a conversation with Christian Coon, pastor of Urban Village Church and author of “Failing Boldly: How Falling Down in Ministry Can Lead to Rising Up.” Hear him share about the spiritual experience of failure, demystifying the church success story, and how remain grounded through the ups and downs of spiritual experimentation
Join us for a conversation with Carl Gladstone: musician, podcaster, and campus minister in Detroit, MI as he shares with us about what it means for creative people to “take all that is around you, boil it down, and offer it back to the world.” Carl shares about the shape of creative spirituality, the natural common ground between artists and the church, and how living in Detroit has changed his music.
“Christianity is a shocking religion, although many of its adherents have managed to protect themselves from its terrible impact. Tears, an awareness of one’s psychic fragility, and a deep sense of peace and joy are not the most obvious marks of believers today. Yet the shock of Christianity remains: the shock of its materialism in its particularity; the shock of its calling us to a messy and untidy intimacy. It claims that the flesh matters. It insists that history (the particularity of time and place) matters. Above all it claims that, in the end, nothing else but love matters.”
I preached this at Pleasant Street United Methodist Church in Waterville, ME this past Sunday. It was particularly wonderful to have a bunch of alumni from my home church in the pews to cheer me on, including two of my former Sunday School teachers. (I told the congregation to blame both of them for any offensive or theologically incorrect statements that I would make over the course of worship.)
For those of you who have not met me before (which I think would be most of you), my name is Ben Yosua-Davis; proud alumni of that school that’s up the road about a mile from here. [Colby College] In fact, in what I I think now qualifies as ancient history, I did a Jan-Plan internship at this church back in 2002; the most memorable piece, of course, not being when I preached, but when I led the Sunday School in a very enthusiastic dance that included a lot of stomping , a dance that was interrupted by a harried usher who very nicely informed me that “You need to be quiet, we’re worshipping down here!”
And speaking of worship, our next scripture passage from the first worship-book of the church, the Psalms; which shares with us about how we should approach God when we gather together as a community:
(Feel free to read Psalm 30 and Luke 18:9-14)
Now, as you might imagine, a lot has happened since I’ve last worshipped with you all. I now live now in a Norma Rockwell painting of a 1950’s small town; Chebeague Island, ME, with my wife Melissa, also a Colby alumn and the pastor of the only church on the island; and my 16 month old son, who is, in my perfectly objective opinion, the most beautiful boy in the world.
But today, I’d like to tell you a story from a previous chapter of my life, one where my wife and I went on a spiritual adventure in Haverhill,MA; one where we planted a new type of church: one that did not have a building or weekly worship, but instead met in homes, and in coffee shops, one that went onto the streets and made friends, and picked up trash, and threw block parties and community board game nights; and tried to love with open hands all the people that our society says are unlovable, a faith community that we called the Vine.
Our story begins on one cold evening in February, as Rob and I were leading Bible study, when I leaned over to him and said, “I need to tell you something.”
“What’s that?”
“I’m going to drop the F-bomb tonight.”
Every so often, I like to check in about how my podcast is going. (I tried to do this quarterly last year, and was half successful. (What? Ben? You have a podcast? I must have missed your obnoxiously ceaseless social media posts! Yup, listen here!) With that in mind, here’s a check-in on how everything is going, based on the questions I asked myself when I first started this experiment.
1) Am I having fun?
Oh God Yes. I get to interview the most amazing people for a living. (Okay, it’s a very small living, one that I barely have to report on my taxes, but STILL.) I cannot begin to tell you how wonderful it is to talk to some of the most wonderful saints-in-the-making I’ve ever met about the deepest passions of their lives. I sometimes hang up the proverbial phone after an interview and say to myself, “Wow, that was a truly holy moment.”
2) Is it sustainable?
Yup. My audience is growing, I have one sponsor, a lot of incredibly invested supporters (shout outs to: Paul Nixon, Beth Estock, and the Missional Wisdom Foundation) that give me encouragement and energy (and share generously when they like an episode.)
It’s always been my secret dream to be able to make a living doing creative work: this year it’s finally starting to feel like it might actually be possible.
3) Is it making a difference?
Yup. My podcast audience, much to my terrified delight, has exploded the last two months, seemingly without any particular extra effort on my part. This month, I’ve already passed 1300 listens and 300 total likes on Facebook. I’m hearing from people I don’t know about how my podcast is impacting their lives and I know that other people are using my episodes to tell the stories of spiritual pioneers as part of their work of advocacy.
I don’t know if this type of growth will last forever. I have no clue what’s driving it. (And how is it that I have over a hundred listens from TOKYO?) But to my fans and to the podcasts gods, I say thanks.
4) Am I learning?
Yup. I feel pretty confident about the nuts and bolts of conducting and producing interviews.
Of course, now that I’ve learned the basics, I now have new challenges popping up. My last series on immigration died a sad, silent death, because I lost five of my seven committed guests. While that’s a lot any way you look at it, it points out to me that I really should be recording episodes for September in July, so I can make up for lost guests (or lost health.)
Join us for a little bit more of our conversation with Mira Conklin and Beth Estock, where Mira shares about starting points for faith communities who want to engage with the immigrants in their midst.
Make sure to check out our full conversation with Mira by visiting our Facebook page or subscribing to us on Itunes or your favorite podcast delivery service!
One of the longest, most textured interviews that I’ve ever hosted on my show. If you’re interested in learning about the life of a community organizer, the experience of those who are undocumented, and what locally-focused community work *feels* like, this is an hour well spent!