Saturday, December 24, 2016

Why Barnabas has become my hero and role model

I have been reading through the book of Acts this month with our student ministry team.  At the same time I read "Beyond the Local Church" by Sam Matcalf and started reading "The Permanent Revolution" by Hirsch and Catchim.  It has been a wild, but potent mix.  Honestly, I could not put down Metcalf's book - it was like taking a long drink of cold water in the middle of a desert.  (Both books address the idea of how apostles relate to and function within and alongside local churches today.  And, for those of us who resonate most with the function of apostle, prophet, or evangelist these books transport us from outsiders to integral in relation to the church in the west.)

God began speaking to me a week ago about Barnabas.  So, I tok a closer look at this leader who we tend to think of as Paul's side kick.  Here are a few observations I made (my complete study is also available):

Barnabas and Paul Study
December 23, 2016

1.     Acts 4:36:  Joseph is given the nickname “Barnabas” by the apostles – it means “son of encouragement” or “son of prophecy/exhortation”.  He was a Levite from Cyprus, and cousin of John Mark.
2.     Acts 8:27:  After Paul’s conversion Barnabas brought him to the apostles in Jerusalem and vouched for him (the apostles were afraid of Paul - the great persecutor of the early church).  He served as a relational bridge between Paul and the apostles due to his credibility among the established leadership in Jerusalem.
3.     Acts 11:19:  The disciples were driven out of Judea by persecution.  Some went to Antioch (300 miles north – a 15 day journey).  Antioch was the third largest city in the Roman Empire.  These disciples (men from Cyprus) told the Gentiles the good news about Jesus and many believed.  The apostles sent Barnabas to Antioch to give leadership to this movement of the Holy Spirit.  He encouraged them to “remain true to the Lord with all their hearts”.
4.     Acts 11:24:  Barnabas was “a good man, full of the Holy Spirit and faith”.  Through his ministry a great number believed.
5.     Acts 11:25:  Barnabas went to Tarsus to bring Paul back to Antioch (80 miles by sea).  The two of them met with the church and taught a great number of people for an entire year (one of Paul's longest assignments in a single location).

2 Reflections…

Barnabas was a bridge builder

As a Levite, Barnabas understood the prevailing religious culture (Jewish) from which the church was birthed.  However, he did not grow up in Jerusalem, but in Cyprus.  Growing up in the Diaspora, he also understood the prevailing Hellenistic culture that surrounded Israel.  And, he was the only one to appreciate and trust Paul’s conversion experience and took the risk to connect him to the apostles.  I have logged 35 years in the church – most of those years functioning within the established, traditional church.  Other than 2 – 3 years of angry cynicism, I have loved and respected the evangelical, established church, which represents my spiritual heritage.  Like Barnabas, I am positioned to function as a relational bridge connecting the new apostolic leaders and structures to the established church.  My hope is not only to open doors of support and encouragement for a new wine skin, but to speak prophetically (but graciously and with humility) back into the established church.  There is no win for the new wineskin without a corresponding win for the old wine skin – they both are the bride of Christ and should be honored for their history and promise of a better future (however, the parents will be called upon to sacrifice for their children and grandchildren).  I love the Missionary Church (the denomination I have most deeply connect with), but I am convinced that a new wine skin is needed for the Millennial generation.  Our historic Regions and Districts must primarily operate in accordance to their modalic nature – their leaders must prioritize conserving and maintaining their churches while at the same time equipping and exhorting their congregations to make disciples from the harvest (no simple task).  The needed creative energy and grace will flow back into the established center from the edges – from new and renewed apostolic imagination and the corresponding structures that grow from experimentation and Spirit-inspired apostolic leadership.  I am not gifted or called to dream up these new apostolic structures or to provide the tip of the spear in terms of the necessary apostolic leadership – but, like Barnabas, I am learning to recognize it when I see it.  And, also like Barnabas, I see the vacuum of apostolic leadership in the established church and am willing to sail to Tarsus to bring back Paul, lend him my credibility, give him a platform, and then step aside as his ministry expands.  I have embraced my role as one who comes alongside, a coach, a mentor, and an apostle who labors out of the limelight as I cultivate and invest in younger, emerging leaders.

Barnabas offered redemption for failed leaders

Barnabas was not willing to leave John Mark behind on their second journey, even though Paul adamantly refused to bring him.  In the past I believed this was because Barnabas was a “softy” and agreed with Paul’s “strategic” reasoning.  I have no interest in speculating who was right and who was wrong in this instance, but one thing I know: I am John Mark and I am grateful that God sent a Barnabas to invite me back into leadership.

In 2002 I left the ministry – vowing never to return.  Like John Mark I simply gave up.  It was too hard, the costs were too high, and my heart was growing sick with depression, anxiety, and resentment.  As our marriage faltered, I quit.  I went back to “Jerusalem” and ended up starting a painting business and hunting deer.  I checked out of “church” in every way possible without blowing up my family.  Sadly, from the sidelines we watched our church plant struggle and never fully recover from my untimely abandonment.  Today that church is no more.  Lighthouse Community Church died before her time.  May she rest in peace and may the seed that fell to the ground and died yet bear fruit…

I live with a sense of failure regarding that season of my life to this day.  God has – and continues to – redeem the pain and scar tissue left behind for so many, but it has been a long, arduous process.

A few years after my burn out and resignation God sent a Barnabas to me named Jim Keller.  He knew my story.  He knew of my failures and struggles.  But, instead of giving up on me quoting the mantra that “the best predictor of future performance is past performance” he invited me onto his team.  I was given a second chance, not as a pastor or church planter, but as a come alongside coach, mentor, and apostolic leader.  That was 12 years ago, and it was one of the three greatest turning points in my life and development as a leader in Christ’s church.  It is hard to say where I would be today if Jim hadn’t sought to redeem what was wounded and broken in my life and vouch for me – and the potential he saw buried beneath the rubble.  It brings me to tears thinking about it…

I want to be a Barnabas for those leaders who find themselves upon the scrap pile of ministry.  In fact, I have learned that brokenness is a prerequisite for the power of the Holy Spirit to be fully released in and through a leader’s life.  We are, in the final analysis, jars of clay and it is the unsurpassable glory of Christ living in and through our lives that matters.  And his glory is most visible through the cracks.  At best we are the woman at the well in John 4 going back into town telling people how Jesus met us in our brokenness and poured living water into our souls.  Could this be the Christ?  Come and see…

Monday, October 3, 2016

Understanding the heart of a man created in God's image

Last month Grant and I had the opportunity to hunt elk in western Colorado.  This was one of those bucket list trips for me - something I desperately wanted to do with Grant before he headed off to college next year.  

I thought we were going out west to hunt elk - but it turns out that God sent me on this trip to hunt for my own heart.  There are certain longings God has placed in my heart (and in the heart of every man created in his image) that I had become disconnected from in recent years.  Not only was this a trip to strengthen my relationship with my son, it was a quest to find my heart again and re-discover the passions that God has hard wired into it. 

This post is primarily written for men, but if you are a woman (especially a wife or mother of a son) who wants to better understand what makes the men in your life tick, keep reading.


Colorado Journal 2016

A compilation of quotes from “Wild at Heart", photos, and journaling I did during our elk hunting trip September 6 – 17, 2016.













“A man’s life becomes an adventure, the whole thing takes on a transcendent purpose when he releases control in exchange for the recovery of the dreams in his heart.”

“Don’t ask yourself what the world needs.  Ask yourself what makes you come alive, and do that, because what the world needs is people who have come alive.”  - Gil Bailie








Journal 9.11.16

Grant had his first close encounter with a bull elk this morning.  He was hunting out of a tent blind and the elk came within 20 yards.  Grant said he was so close he could hear him breathe.  Grant never got an open shot and the bull bounded off after a cow.  Grant wonders if he was as prepared as he needed to be – that maybe he could have made the shot if he had done something differently.  I am grateful for the opportunity he had to come face to face with such a magnificent animal with only a bow and arrow.











“It’s not a question – it’s the question, the one every boy and man is longing to ask.  Do I have what it takes?  Am I powerful?  Until a man knows he’s a man he will forever be trying to prove he is one, while at the same time shrink from anything that might reveal he is not.  Most men live their lives haunted by the question, or crippled by the answer they’ve been given.”











I am writing from a ground blind I pieced together this morning.  I have yet to see an elk although Ken has seen four so far; he sits about a quarter mile away from me – Kenny (his son) is farther down yet.

There are ten of us in this hunting party – six guys from Michigan, three of us from South Carolina, and one from North Carolina.  We have been planning this trip for over a year – it is, by far, the most expensive hunting trip I have ever been on.  It is also doubling as Grant’s senior trip – yes, he graduates high school in about ten months.  He will turn 18 in May and enter into a new stage of manhood.  I turn 50 in May and enter a new stage of life as well – and it is during the quiet and solitude of this trip that I am seeking clues as to what this next season signifies – what are the focal points during my fifth decade on this planet?

The place where I am looking for those clues?  My own heart.  I believe vital clues are locked away within my heart.  If I can find my heart and look deeply within it I feel that I will know what to do.

This pursuit of my heart has been inspired by my third reading of Wild at Heart by John Eldredge.  The opening paragraph is set in the mountains of Colorado in pursuit of elk.  He compares the hunter’s pursuit of the elusive elk among the rugged Rocky Mountains to his pursuit – and every man’s pursuit – of their own heart.

John believes there are three mythic longings in the heart of every man created in God’s image:
  1. An adventure to embark upon - a quest
  2. An enemy to defeat - seeing myself as a warrior prepared for battle
  3. A beauty to rescue - the woman I fight for and who joins me on my quest

We pulled out of the driveway at 9:30 p.m. on Tuesday, September 16 for our 32-hour journey to western Colorado.  Dreaming of an opportunity to hunt bull elk from within 50 yards, and through the lens of pursuing my heart, these are the observations I have made thus far:

1    Elk live where the air is thin


Elk live in mountains.  For a hunter like me who lives at sea level this means I have to adjust to an 8,500’ rise in altitude.  And so far this thin air is totally kicking my butt!  I hike about 30 – 60 minutes each day (twice today) to get to my stand.  The hike to the stand is mostly uphill and steep in a few places.  And honestly, I am panting, my heart pounding, the sweat dripping, and the muscles in the back of my legs burning every time.  It’s not that difficult of a hike!  I am in decent shape!  But, at 8,500’ I feel weak.  They tell me my body will adjust eventually and I will feel stronger again – but to chase elk I need to exert the effort to breathe the same air they breathe.  Honestly, it would be much easier to hunt deer in South Carolina or Michigan – but if I want to hunt elk I need to literally climb these mountains and breathe the thin air.