Monday, March 15, 2010

Rejecting the mask

It is wonderful to simply be myself, present in each and every moment. I had a wonderful weekend of such present moments, first Saturday at a wedding of dear friends, and then yesterday at Kemah Waterfront with my precious family. My moments weren’t always like this – being myself, fully present – and I’m just learning to celebrate the distinction, having previously mastered living in horror about the past, terrified of the future, struggling while hiding and smiling behind a slick façade, actually “being” nowhere at all.

On the way home from Kemah last night, Anne played the marvelous soundtrack of the Broadway musical, “Jekyll & Hyde,” a dramatic tour de force we had seen together many years ago and really loved, so I also share a small piece of it below, paying homage to a past put away. Enjoy and, if you relate, free yourself while you can.

And if you want to see what it looks like (what everyone seems to ask me these days, then check out this awesome picture of two amazing kids being themselves, very present to a fun-tastic day and a lifetime of adventure and discovery!




“If we insist that public life is to be reserved for those whose personal history is pristine, we are not going to get paragons of virtue running our affairs. We will get the very rich, who contract out the messy things in life, or the very dull, who have nothing to hide and nothing to show, or the very devious, expert at covering their tracks and ambitious enough to risk their discovery.”

-- Charles Krauthammer

“I always want to write about that magical moment when your addictions can no longer hide the truth from you, that point when your whole ‘managed life’ breaks down. That's the moment when you have to somehow choose what your life is going to be about – that moment when you choose if you are hiding from or facing life head on.”

-- Chuck Palahniuk

“I am being honest - I have nothing to hide. All I do, all the time, with everybody, is tell them what I am thinking, what I am feeling, and what I am committed to.”

-- Leelee Sobieski

“No one can lie, no one can hide anything, when he looks directly into another's eyes.”

-- Paulo Coelho

“I've suffered way too much to hide my feelings – in fact, to hide anything.”

-- Isabelle Adjani

“O' What may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side!”

-- William Shakespeare


Watch a piece of the musical here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0deAX52Vdzc


There's a face that we wear
In the cold light of day -
It's society's mask,
It's society's way,
And the truth is
That it's all a facade!

There's a face that we hide
Till the nighttime appears,
And what's hiding inside,
Behind all of our fears,
Is our true self,
Locked inside the facade!

Every day
People, in their own sweet way,
Like to add a coat of paint,
And be what they ain't!

That's how our little -
Game is played,
Livin' like a masquerade
Actin' a bizarre charade -
While playing the saint!

But there's one thing I know,
And I know it for sure:
This disease that we've got
Has got no ready cure!
And I'm certain
Life is terribly hard -
When your life's a facade!

Look around you!
I have found
You cannot tell, by lookin' at the surface,
What is lurkin' there beneath it!
See that face!
Now, I'm prepared to bet you,
What you see's not what you get -
'Cause man's a master of deceit !

So, what is the sinister secret?
The lie he will tell you is true? -
It's that each man you meet
In the street
Isn't one man but two!

Nearly everyone you see -
Like him an' her,
An' you, an' me -
Pretends to be
A pillar of society -
A model for propriety -
Sobriety
An' piety -
Who shudders at the thought
Of notoriety!

The ladies an' gents 'ere before you -
Which none of 'em ever admits -
May 'ave saintly looks -
But they're sinners an' crooks!

Hypocrites!
Hypocrites!

There are preachers who kill!
There are killers who preach!
There are teachers who lie!
There are liars who teach!
Take yer pick, dear -
"Cause it's all a facade!

If we're not one, but two,
Are we evil or good?
Do we walk the fine line -
That we'd cross if we could?
Are we waiting -
To break through the facade?

One or two
Might look kinda well-to-do -
Hah! They're bad as me an' you,
Right down to their boots!

I'm inclined to think -
Half mankind
Thinks the other half is blind!
Wouldn't be a surprise to find -
They're all in cahoots!

At the end of the day,
They don't mean what they say,
They don't say what they mean,
They don't ever come clean -
And the answer -
Is it's all a facade!
Is it's all a facade!
Man is not one, but two,
He is evil and good,
An' he walks the fine line
We'd all cross if we could!

It's a nightmare -
We can never discard -
So we stay on our guard -
Though we love the facade -
What's behind the facade?
Look behind the facade!


from the brilliant 1997
Broadway Musical,
“Jekyll & Hyde”

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Friday, October 16, 2009

A healthy dose of humility on the journey of real faith

"If humility is what you authentically seek, then simply measure your love of others against the standard of God's love for you, not in comparison to your lowly assessment of other's love of you or others. You will get this more completely when your arrogance, pride, and self-centeredness have been completely dismantled by His overwhelming grace and mercy."

-- Yours Truly

Strap in for a fairly long, ego-confronting ride. Notice what happens within you as you read this. Resist the temptation to blow it off as religious bluster and really pay serious attention, from the place where you do your own damage to yourself.

"When true Christians become fully aware of the challenge of real faith, they set out on the journey - the pilgrimage - with dedication, focus, and resolve to be sure they don't miss out on anything God has planned for their lives. They execute their spiritual duties as if they had escaped a country that was ravaged by the plague. And it is not enough for them to simply cross the border; they exert all their energies to get as far away from the plague as possible. Knowing that the journey of faith will not be easy, they do not become discouraged when difficulties arise. And knowing an adversary will oppose their efforts, they are not surprised or unprepared when the enemy attacks. As they set out on their way, they expect the early going to be extremely difficult, but they know they have the most Trustworthy Guidance and that the end of the journey will be well worth it. It is not without merit that those who pursue authentic faith in this manner are called pilgrims and strangers. A pilgrim is one who is on a bold journey. When the journey transcends the normal boundaries of conventional wisdom and societal norms, he becomes a stranger. He is an adventurous traveler. He learns to expect the unexpected. But as he travels, he knows he is traveling to a 'better country' (Heb. 11:16).

I trust you can see that this pilgrimage is impossible and unimaginable for the cultural Christian who is simply focused on club membership. It's way too confronting and hard. But this is no dreary duty! This is pure challenge and excitement! This is the ultimate adventure! This is what life was meant to be! From Pascal to Sir Francis Bacon, the travelers on this path have seen the end and found the journey more than worth making. When we looked at the characteristics of the nominal Christian, we saw that the underlying deficit was an obvious lack of the love of God. Many examples were pointed out, and the most cursory observation of these men and women makes it obvious. For we know what the love of God looks like. It is obviously missing in the majority of nominal Christians. The most blatant evidence is that they find no real and visible delight in either the genuine service or worship of God. In fact it becomes obvious drudgery, filled with complaint. Whatever outward actions they make in the name of religion are done as if slavishly performed for a harsh master who has not yet delivered the goods. Even while smiling and play-acting among themselves, they are cold and sullen when it comes to things of real faith. To the almighty Sovereign of the universe, who has given them life and new life, they give a dull, artificial, and heartless kind of recognition, devoid of any gratitude for who He is and what He has done on their behalf. They are primarily and relentlessly focused on what hasn't been done for or delivered to them.

Contrast this sentiment with the very first of the commandments. God tells us that our very first duty is to love Him with all our hearts, minds, souls, and strength (see Mark 12:30). This one attitude acts like a master spring that sets all the other components of the human heart into action. When it is lacking or not set right, all else falters, and then we often find fault with Him for allowing such disaster to befall us. When it is present and active, many of the questions asked about what is appropriate and not appropriate behavior for a Christian would not even need to be asked. Rather than trying to figure out what they can get away with and how close to the line they can get, men and women would be attempting to discern what they could do to more fully express their love for God. The motivation would be totally different, and we can assume that the product would be also. Love avoids all that might harm the beloved and seeks out all that might be pleasing.

I know I am about to tread on delicate soil, but I feel compelled to apply this principle to the way we entertain ourselves. It has been asked whether certain kinds of entertainment are appropriate for Christians. What would our response be if in every case we evaluated our decisions about our leisure pursuits by asking if our choices would demonstrate our love for God? Is there any way we would engage in immoral or innapropriate kinds of activities when we are genuinely attempting to honor God and serve Him? When entertainment is crude, demeaning, objectifying, or off-color, the answer seems too obvious. When actions we would never allow in our normal interactions of daily life are part of some form of social entertainment, something is deadly wrong. The very values we seek to influence in a positive direction are intimately woven into the fabric of what passes for entertainment today. Much of the content of popular entertainment contains elements the Bible expressly forbids. Somehow, though, when it comes in the form of our entertainment, we find it less offensive, and, in fact, we find criticism of it much more offensive. In reality, this is all very dangerous. We often let our guard down in certain types of casual entertainment and what we call our relaxation time. I fear we have been conditioned to accept such things in much the same way that a frog learns to accept the ever-warming water, until eventually it is boiled to death without ever noticing the gradual change in temperature. Such is the influence of the entertainment/leisure industry in our time.

If the genuine love of God is not extinct in the majority of professing Christians, it is certainly at an all-time low. Even our love of our fellow man is not at the level we would like to pretend it is. Our country is filled with institutions designed to help other people, and these institutions are pointed out as examples of how well we care about our fellow human beings. I believe this praise is exaggerated in the case of these institutions. Nominal Christians love to draw attention to the external and shallow evidence such institutions provide. They would have us believe that the very existence of the institutions is proof of the good will toward their fellow man held by the members of the higher or wealthier classes in this country. But do these institutions offer proof (or visible evidence) of the internal benevolence of those who have funded them? How is giving to be evaluated when it comes from a source filled with pride, vanity, self-love, self-interest, love of ease or of pleasure, cut-throat ambition, competition, and the scramble for elevated social position and prestige? The Bible tells us that 'God loves a cheerful giver' (2 Cor. 9:7) and that He is looking for the one who gives out of self-sacrifice rather than without any measure of real personal cost. The bottom line seems to be whether we are willing to give even when it really costs us. In the same way, are we willing to do what is right when doing so might actually result in a loss of personal prestige or human praise? It again boils down to what is happening in our hearts when we take actions that outwardly are viewed as humanitarian and philanthropic. Are our actions lavish expressions of our love for God or simply half-hearted or ego-driven actions taken because of social ambition or expectation?

When evaluated by these criteria, I fear that the majority of professing Christians have done little that would merit the praise of heaven. Rather than congratulating ourselves on our benevolence or efficiency or skillfulness in doing good, we need to realize that, no matter how it's measured or compared in the human realm, we continually fall short of the giving spirit that comes from the true love of God and our fellow man. In the end, the standard we are called to measure our giving against is not human at all, but the giving nature of God Himself. Jesus told us that we are to be perfect, as the Father is perfect. When that becomes our single criteria and our only measuring rod, it reduced all of us to a healthy humility, in which all competiton and squabbling over form or technique fall away. However, this kind of thinking is virtually unknown by cultural Christians."

-- William Wilberforce, in Real Christianity

And in case you think the above is too old-fashioned or prudish, having been originally written over 200 years ago, within a very conservative (at least in outward appearance) society, here is what eventually becomes all too evident to oneself, written and performed over 200 years later all the way across the pond, in a fairly loosey-goosey, free-wheeling society, but, more importantly, in the delusional, self-destructive aftermath of ignoring His fundamental principles on the subject. I hear very elaborate, gory-detailed versions of this lament all day long (about what a "mess of me I've made," repeated over and over again, even while the conscious thought of surrender and obedience to His will is viewed as total anathema:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y9lg7Utdnyk&feature=youtube_gdata

I am my own affliction
I am my own disease
There ain´t no drug that they could sell
Ah there ain´t no drugs to make me well

There ain´t no drug
It´s not enough
There ain´t no drug
The sickness is myself

- Chorus -
I made a mess of me I wanna get back the rest of me
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna spend the rest of my life alive
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna reverse this tragedy
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna spend the rest of my live alive
The rest of my life alive!

We lock our souls in cages
We hide inside our shells
It´s hard to free to the ones you love
Oh when you can´t forgive yourself
Yeah forgive yourself!

There ain´t no drug
There ain´t no drug
There ain´t no drug
The sickness is myself

- Chorus -
I made a mess of me I wanna get back the rest of me
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna spend the rest of my life alive
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna reverse this tragedy
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna spend the rest of my live alive
The rest of my life alive!

AHHHHHHOOOOO! Right

There ain´t no drug
There ain´t no drug
There ain´t no drug
No drugs to make me well
There ain´t no drug
It´s not enough
I´m breaking up
The sickness is myself
The sickness is myself

- Chorus -
I made a mess of me I wanna get back the rest of me
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna spend the rest of my life alive
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna reverse this tragedy
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna spend the rest of my live alive
The rest of my life alive!!

"Mess of Me," by Switchfoot

And this "ignoring them" (God's fundamental principles) doesn't just "happen to us." We are not innocent victims here. We actually "choose our poison," and then guzzle it down in heavy, regular doses. And then, usually only when we've suffered enough, it seems, we get to "unchoose it" and choose again, once we've finally faced the truth of our own self-centeredness and self-destructiveness, and then, with extravagant grace and mercy, He creates our NEW LIFE.

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Monday, August 17, 2009

Authenticity

Well, here's what's real, folks. The wedding experience in Austin this weekend was a grueling, yet captivatingly beautiful series of events, in that they confronted me at every level of my being (I even had to wear a robe and sash during the ceremony, which made me feel regally ridiculous), and I confronted it right back, right up to my total surrender, with everything I am and believe, and it was exhausting, exhilarating, and so powerfully transformative. I felt God step right into my heart through people and events to both change and renew me, affirm and obliterate me, lift up and then level me, and I so get how loved by and in love with God and the life He gave me I am. I am humbled and transfixed.

As for the happy couple, I have heard from them that they remain in a sense of total awe and wonder, which is absolutely wonderful, since they brought it all together, and oh, what they brought together, in more than just the amazing ceremony, but in life and community, and I am so thankful. This weekend truly rocked my world and leaves me exhausted and speechless. To my new friends, I say hello and welcome. To my so many old friends, I say here comes another iteration of my very human and spiritual development. Please don't ever think you really know me, but please continue to explore and discover me, as I uncover deeper and deeper levels of myself. I'm learning that I am quite a deep, complex character, and the trip inside myself is quite a wild and wonder-filled ride.

Since writing the above, great tumult and turmoil has arisen in the community in the hearts of couples and families, and I have a deep sense that peace is right on the other side of the most raw and real, and for some that can be a very scary proposition. I've been well-prepared by this weekend, and it promises to be a marvelous, miraculous week in the world of surrender to total authenticity and surrender to calling, I can feel it down to my bones.

"Jim, thank you for teaching me that it is what is real (vs. what is apparent) that is most alive with possibility and therefore beauty."

-- Thomas Sitton, at the rehearsal dinner for his wedding

"The most authentic thing about us is our capacity to create, to overcome, to endure, to transform, to love, and to act and be much greater than our suffering."

-- Ben Okri

"An authentic life, fully expressed in each moment, is the most personal and powerful form of worship. Everyday life, lived in thankful praise, has become my highest and most preferred form of prayer."

-- Sarah Ban Breathnach

"In short, we cannot grow, we cannot achieve adventure and authentic discovery, and our eyes cannot be cleansed to the truly beautiful and unlimited possibilities of life, if we simply live a neutral, non-confrontational existence."

-- Armstrong Williams



And only when you can be fully aware of yourself, and fully real in that awareness, can you truly see the outer limits of yourself and break down those artificial walls, beyond the borders of which He swoops in to tell the whole Truth, and invites you to invite Him to run everything, after which you become infinitely more than flesh and bones and brain. Delightfully you realize that Him running everything resolves everything, and all at once, and somehow, quite mysteriously, there is this beautiful music rushing out of you and everyone who joins you in that space.

"First you learn (through disciplined attention and practice) the hell out of your instrument (in this case and reference, the self of which we speak above), then you forget all that crazy shit and just wail."

-- Miles Davis, when asked how he learned to play such inspired jazz



Learn and wail, learn and wail ...
vs. churn and flail, spurn and fail.

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