Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Give Thanks?....For what? 2010 stunk!


 *Note - the following talk was delivered to the people of The Community Church of Lake Forest/Lake Bluff on Dec. 26, 2010. This is the community I wrote about in the 6th chapter of my latest book, The Way of Jesus: Re-Forming Spiritual Community in a Post-Church Age. It was one of the most difficult sermons I've ever delivered. It was extremely humbling and at several points I burst into tears. But I wouldn't trade the chance to say these things to these amazing people for anything. I hope these words mean something to you as well...


2010 was one tough year, a forgettable year that most of us will probably never forget. The reasons it was tough for me are many. For one thing, I made less money in 2010 than I have ever made in my entire adult life. That’s 25 years – although some who know me might want to debate that I’ve actually been an adult that long. Second, I had to go from seeing my one and only daughter from 100% of the time to only 45%. I also lost not only my health insurance, but even the ability to afford any sort of replacement policy. And to top it all off, it was less than 10 days after losing my insurance that I took this idiotic, inexplicable fall, resulting in an emergency room visit, three different casts, two specialists, surgery, and all the other glorious things that come with it.

I’m sure you have your own stories of what made your 2010 one of the toughest years ever.

And yet what I’d most like to talk with all of you about today, believe it or not, is giving thanks…being grateful. Why? Why in the world, in the midst of all the cruddy circumstances of 2010 would I or anyone want to talk about giving thanks?

YOU! It’s because of you, the people of The Community Church of Lake Forest and Lake Bluff that I have to stand before you today to talk about giving thanks. I told you most of the story about my year, my fall, and how the loss of insurance complicated things. As sure as death and taxes,  within a few weeks of the surgery, the medical bills started rolling in. But the part I didn’t tell you was that I started getting something else in my mail on a regular basis…cards from people I didn’t even know with Lake Bluff and Lake Forest return addresses…with checks inside. These checks would eventually total more than $3500! That paid for more than half of my medical bills with enough left over for me to purchase a catastrophic health plan that will actually help with most of the remaining balance. So if you want to know why a guy who has been through what I have this year would want to talk about giving thanks, you folks will have to look in the mirror. It is what YOU all did that allows me to stand here – STAND here without crutches – full of overwhelming gratitude. Thank you.

The second reason I need to talk with you today about being thankful is that as a follower of Jesus, I am called to give thanks. Our passage for the morning, I Thessalonians 5:16-18 says this: “Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” Followers of Jesus are called to give thanks not FOR all circumstances but IN all circumstances. Sometimes, such as in years like 2010, that requires a little digging, digging under the surface crap that assaults us until we find who or what it is that is pulling us through our tough times. Giving thanks is a spiritual discipline for the Christ follower, a practice, a muscle that we’ve got to use or it will atrophy and stop working altogether. I have instituted a version of this spiritual practice that I call “gratitude walks,” where I simply take a walk in which I list everything in my life for which I am grateful. My prayer life has struggled this tough year; my scripture reading has been up and down; my worship practice has floundered; but my gratitude exercises have remained strong.

It’s important to note here that I have NOT been a grateful, thankful person my whole life. Most those who have known me for any length of time would tell you that I’ve spent much of my life being the opposite of a grateful person. But in the last few years in general and this last year in particular – and largely thanks to all of YOU – I have a genuine and pervasive attitude of gratitude. I have learned that there are ALWAYS people and things to be thankful for, even and especially in times of darkness. There are always hands that uphold us, shoulders that sustain us, and the prayers and actions of faithful friends that undergird us. For me, YOU have been those hands, those shoulders, those prayers and actions, and so I say again – Thank you!

While I was driving down here from Northern Michigan yesterday, I was listening to an old Dave Matthews Band disc. There’s a song of his called “Jimi Thing” that includes this line: “If you could keep me floating just for awhile, till I get to the end of this tunnel…” And it began to occur to me that maybe that is what we’re all here for. Maybe THAT is what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown! To keep one another afloat…just for awhile, till we get to the end of this tunnel. Maybe that is precisely what we’re here for – to invest in people rather than in things – to help those people who are struggling just to stay afloat, to keep them afloat long enough for them to get through life’s tunnels.

I’m here to talk about giving thanks because that is exactly what you, the people of the Community Church have done for me in 2010. But let’s remember, you’ve also been doing the very same thing for hundreds of Ughandan children and for countless people right here in your own community. And we both know that even right here in beautiful, well manicured Lake Forest and Lake Bluff there are plenty of people who are struggling to stay afloat. Thank God you have been there for them, keeping them floating for awhile.

But do you know what the best part of what you’ve done for me in 2010 is…? It’s that as I emerge from my tunnel and get to the point where I can swim on my own again, I can’t wait to throw my life preserver to someone else who needs help floating, just for awhile. That is what 2011 needs to be about and will be about for me – being grateful enough and aware  enough to see and reach out to someone else, empowered by the 2010 experience you have given me.

I think it was St. Augustine who said, “If the only prayer we ever uttered was the two words ‘Thank you,’ it would be enough.” It would be enough. Ok, so maybe 2010 wasn’t the greatest year of my life or of yours. But that is no reason not to be thankful. Thankful for what…?  Well, who saw you through 2010?…Who stayed by your side?…Who kept believing in you?…Who didn’t lay you off or let you go?…Who invested in you?…What did you learn from 2010?

So, my brothers and sisters in my home away from home church, “Seek to do good to one another and to all…rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in ALL circumstances, for this is God’s will in Christ Jesus for you.

Amen…and Thank you!

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

My Christmas List...

This year, having fallen further than ever before (see previous blog entry "Humbled by a Fall"), what I most "want" for Christmas is simply to thank the people who have deigned and dared to reach a hand downward to help me rise up. I offer my deepest thanks to these angels in no particular order...

The folks of The Lake Forest/Lake Bluff Community Church...who collectively sent me over $3500 to help pay for my medical bills on the heels of my accident, when I was uninsured - Thank You!

Pete and Judy Petro...who are the truest friends I could ever have. You managed to draw closer amidst my divorce rather than giving into the awkwardness that comes when a couple you care about splits up. You have been genuinely good to Molly and to me, taking no sides, refraining from judgment, loving as Christ loves - Thank You!

Dad...who gave me the greatest, most unexpected gift ever by getting and staying sober at age 78 against all odds. The summer of 2010 staying in the cottage together without the shackles of alcohol has healed me in the deepest places - Thank You!

Mark and Nancy Rondel...who gave me a refuge in the flower shop that was so much more than a place to stay. Being your neighbors gave Weezie and I a sense of family, a sense of belonging, a sense of home - Thank You!

Dick and Julie Collie...who hired me when I most needed work, invited me when I most needed companionship and an amazing meal, and visited me when I least expected it - Thank You!

Aunt Linda Matthews...who reached out to me when other family members freaked and fled. You listened to me with understanding and acceptance, believing in me when I couldn't believe in myself - Thank You!

Dr. Brian Lehky...the greatest therapist I've ever had. With you I've always been able to count on no nonsense and no tolerance of my self-flagellation. You have given me the ability to distinguish between the tapes that need to be silenced and the one that needs to be listened to - Thank You!

Ric and Lisa Loyd...who have served me without asking anything in return. From helping me move to loaning me a car, and from giving me a job to doing my laundry, you have taught me what genuine service to others looks and feels like - Thank You!

Tamara and Louise...who gave Eloise a haven, a sense of belonging in a busy office that always had time for her - Thank You!

Randy Evans...who helped me prepare to hunt on one leg, salted and shoveled my precarious stairs so that I wouldn't fall again, and offered me a quality of friendship and brotherhood that I plan to emulate - Thank You!

Tom Dickelman...who gave me the courage to take the plunge of leaving the institutional church and has shown me how to give when someone is down without the slightest trace of condescension - Thank You! 

The Men of the Tuesday morning Men's Bible Study...who have prayed for me without ceasing in the last 18 months. I covet your prayers, my brothers - Thank You!

The Living Vision Community...who has given me the gift of spiritual community and the sense that my vision really can come true - Thank You!

Lindy Bishop...who splashed down into this world a mere 17 days before I did but then managed to live the better part of 49 years without the slightest knowledge of my existence, while I was equally oblivious to hers. And yet we find ourselves in gifted companionship, old friends reunited for an encore of a play we've never performed - Thank You!

Jim Kopka...who has always understood, always listened, always been there, and knows the value of humility - Thank You!

Eloise Anna Jones...who has completely re-organized my priorities, my activities, and my heart - Thank You!

And to the rest of you angels out there too numerous to name, I am in your debt - Thank You!

Now what remains is for me, having been so lifted up, to turn my attention to lifting up others in the very same ways that all of you have so graciously lifted me. My path from here is clear. With my crutches laid aside and my cast finally off, I rise to "go and do likewise," gratefully...Amen

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Humbled by a Fall

I've never been much of a poet. But occasionally I turn to verse in attempt to express the inexpressible. What follows was born out of a lot of pain...most directly the pain from an actual fall I took on Oct. 7 of this fall, resulting in a shattered ankle socket and a broken fibula...indirectly the pain that followed from surgery, 8 weeks in three different casts, crutches on icy stairs, and, of course, the pain $$$ of being without health insurance through it all...
    Less directly still, this poem grows out of two years of falling...falling out of a marriage and family, falling out of a church, falling out of the kind of person I thought I was but really wasn't....just falling. But from all the falling comes a deeply forged humility, a humility that instructs...a humility that undresses only to redress in much finer robes. Humbled by all these falls, I can never be the same...and I trust that, in the end, that will be a good thing. I offer my fall to you in these words with all humility...



Humbled by a fall
    I
  Took
I cast my vision high
From broken pose, my back a’ground
 The stars no longer
    nigh

Humbled by a fall
    I
   Took
 Things once in feigned control
  Spun out
    Away
      And gone
Disdaining Arrogance’ hold

Humbled by a fall
   I
   Took
I wondered,
   Gaped
     And bled
The bastard child
     of Certainty
       now out
     Behind the shed

Humbled by a fall
    I
     Took
A silence
    settles
       in…
Where once
   my words
More harm than good
    In creedal cradle
        sinned


Peace,
Toby