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Saturday
Nov172018

Bruce Speegle's Memorial

   

Bruce Speegle’s service was November 10, 2018 at the Church of the Red Rocks in Sedona, Arizona. Here are the words, written and recorded, from his daughters, “outgoing, little sister” Dr. Sara Day and “most practical sister” Bette Lynn Ramsey. (I am Bette Lynn’s husband.)

Click for an mp3 format recording of the eulogy below.


We would like to tell you a little bit about Dad and his life well lived before he moved to this beautiful area.  He was an only child, born in the small town of Sewanne Tennessee (population ~2,300) and raised in a nearby town half that size called Monteagle. 

To give you just a bit of trivia: Monteagle is on what the locals call Monteagle Mountain. This is a stretch of Interstate Highway that passes over the Cumberland Plateau. Being part of the plateau, it is not technically a mountain, but it sure looks that way if you are driving over it due to the steep grade. In fact, it is frequently referenced as one of the most treacherous stretches of interstate in the United States. So much so that Johnny Cash, a personal favorite of dad’s, wrote a song about it.

Perhaps this is what inspired dad, later on in life, to build highways and runaway truck ramps! But I’m getting ahead of myself.

Dad was an eagle scout growing up and an avid athlete in high school, playing varsity football, basketball, and tennis. From the pictures and memorabilia that he saved it also seems he was quite popular especially with the girls!

He joined the marines at he age of 17 during World War II and fought in the South Pacific. When the war was over he went first to the University of Tennesse and then to Colorado State University to play football and study civil engineering. 

Granddaughter Rachel Ramsey reads 1st Corinthians 13Even though he went out West, you can’t take the South out of a Tennessean as dad once told me he would pack a suitcase full of moonshine when back home in Tennesse to take back on the train for his buddies in Colorado! 

It was while he was in university that mom and dad meet on a blind date.  And, being tall, dark, and handsome he succeeded in sweeping mom off her feet. And sweep he did!  Together, following his career path as a civil engineer, they moved 11 times, lived in 7 states, and one foreign country.  They were married New Year’s Eve in 1950 and this December it would have been their 68th wedding anniversary.

Dad didn’t talk much about his career or achievements. In fact, dad didn’t really talk much at all!  What we gleaned over the years was either from mom or newspaper clippings.  His lifework of building highways and bridges began in West Virginia where he was hired by the engineering firm that built the West Virginia Turnpike in 1952. 

This Turnpike  climbs from an elevation of 600 feet at Charleston to an elevation of 3,400 feet at Flat Top Mountain and has 116 bridges - more than one every mile. It was nicknamed “the engineering marvel that beat the mountains“, as mountains literally had to be moved to complete the job. 

Dad was well liked and respected on the job. I know this from the lifelong friends he made while working on the project and the fact that in later years his boss became a district engineer in Pennsylvania and held the position of assistant district engineer a year waiting for dad to be able to take it.  

In 1954 dad’s father died so he and our mother moved back to his hometown in Tennessee to put his father’s affairs in order for his mother. This was where my sister and I were born but we didn’t stay long, because as soon as everything was in good order, dad took a job in Chicago, building the interchange at O’Hara airport. We then went to Portland, Maine where he engineered a bridge across the bay. After that we traveled across country to Tucson, Arizona where he was involved in building the missile silos. When that was finished, dad took a job in Thailand, building roads & bridges in the northern part of the country, while the family lived in Bangkok for 3 years.

In 1964, we returned to the US, this time to Pennsylvania where dad was first employed as an Assistant District Engineer for the Pennsylvania Department of Transportation and then later as District Engineer working in three different districts until he retired.  

Our knowledge of his work was limited during our years in Pennsylvania. All I really knew was that he was “the boss”, both at home and at work. It was later that I came to realize just how well respected and thought of he was by employees and employers alike. 

Grandson Robert Ramsey reads Psalm 121The employees because of his management acumen delivered with fairness and respect and employers not only due to his skill as an engineer and manager but also due to his uprightness of character and incorruptibility.  I know this, not only because past employees continued to contact him and express their respect, but also because he survived several changes of political climate when he could have been fired for not being a member of the elected party at the time, as well as in later years he was asked to move to a known problem district in order to clean up the corruption within that department.  

While in Pennsylvania, dad was a dutiful and active member of the community.  He was president of the Hospital Board, served on numerous charitable boards, and was an active Rotarian, and a faithful member of the United Methodist Church.  

I don’t know where he found the time to do all this and play golf (which he did most weekends) as well as attend every basketball and volleyball game, track and swim meet, band and chorus concert our sister and I participated in.  He even went to plays just to see the scenery my sister had painted!  

To say we were supported by our father is an understatement. He was the stability and the backbone of our family. Always quietly providing whatever we needed and a safety net we could count on. 

He was a firm believer in higher education and started saving for my sister and me to attend college the day we were born. We were encouraged to go out into the world with the belief we could achieve what ever we set our minds to. 

I always felt he was an advocate of equal rights and opportunities in a time when women’s rights were just beginning to be heard. And he taught me not to shrink from what is difficult and to stand up for what I thought was right. He had a keen sense of fairness and justice that he imparted to us.  I’m not sure how he did this exactly, as like I said, he didn’t talk much, being the strong silent type.  So it was wasn‘t so much in words as it was in his actions.  

Whenever I think of our father, 2 words immediately come to mind.  Honor and Integrity. Dad was an honorable man, full of integrity.

Definitions for honorable or honor include:

A person who believes in truth and doing the what is morally right, and lives up to high principles.

Who adheres to a high standard of conduct and has a keen sense of ethical conduct.

A Quality that combines respect, pride and honesty 

Beliefs and standards of behavior that make people respect and trust one.

Integrity, on the other hand, implies:

uprightness of character, trustworthiness and incorruptibility to such a degree that one is incapable of being false to a trust, responsibility or pledge.

Such definitions describe our father.  We could always be proud of him as he was all of these things and more. 

He treated his family, friends, superiors, co-workers, acquaintances and strangers with respect and was worthy of the respect of others. 

He did his duty in all things, not because he felt he had to but because he simply could not be any other way. It was in his moral fiber. 

Dad was also a loving husband, father, and grandfather. 

We chose the scripture First Corinthians chapter 13, particularly verses 4-7, because it aptly described the way our father loved us, especially our mother.

Love is patient and kind

Love is not jealous or boastful;

It is not arrogant or rude.

Love does not insist on its own way;

It is not irritable or resentful; 

It does not rejoice at wrong, but rejoices in the right

Love bears all things, 

Believes all things, 

Hopes all things, 

And endures all things.

Love never ends.

 

We are so grateful to have had such a strong role model and blessed to have had such a good and loving husband, father, and grandfather.  

You will be missed.



 

 

 

Click obituary image for PDF of the obituary

 

Click for an Mp3 recording of Rachel Ramsey (granddaughter) reading First Corinthians 13

Click for an Mp3 recording of Robert Ramsey (grandson) reading Psalm 121

Click for a PDF copy of the Church of the Red Rocks bulletin (with photos)

Saturday
Jan072017

Get In The Picture

Mary Lu Ramsey  

July 12, 1937 – December 27, 2016

Who here is NOT in a Mary Lu photo? Not so fast. She had 5,000 on flickr and many more waiting to be photoshopped: lighting corrected, wrinkles ironed out, beards evened up, bodies smoothed, red-eyes removed, basically making us look to all as only someone who loves us dearly sees us.

What do you say to all this? Not just to the unstoppable love of God, that Tom read from Romans but to that obituary on the back of the bulletin? She wrote it. What a wonderful life.

  • Sister, student, spouse,
  • artist, activist, advocate,
  • teacher, tutor, tech,
  • professor, photographer, presbyter,
  • musician, moderator, mom

and grandmom. Grand indeed.

Like, Tom, I have a favorite version of Romans 8. I like the alternate translation found in a footnote of the New International Version for verse 28. And we know that in all things God works together with those who love him to bring about what is good. God is the subject not things in this translation, and there is a partnership with those who love him to make all things good. I commend to you this understanding rather than the fake good news that somehow bad begets good, pain produces progress, or sadness is the seed of joy all by themselves like God was an cosmic insurance adjuster reacting to evil by making us whole again after damage and injury, paying us back so we can go shopping for new and better goods.

Instead, this reading matches up with the rest of the reading of God’s action in the world and our lives. And, it points out that how those that love God back, join God in loving the world into the good, a vast angel wing conspiracy for bring good into the world.

Fred Rogers of Mr. Rogers Neighborhood was a Presbyterian Minister who was ordained for children’s ministry on television. He was asked about how parents and teachers can help children deal with the horrors natural and human made that beam out for our screens. He shared what his mother did for him. She told him to look for the helpers. For the firefighters, rescue workers, medics, ordinary people who turn from their own sorrow to ease the suffering of others. Don’t focus on the chaos and destruction,  Look for the helpers, look for the helpers.

Speaking of helpers, my brothers Tom and Tim are here. They stepped up when needed. As always; as our parents did and taught us to do. There is one brother not here in body, Ric. Ric had a challenging life. Struggling with learning disabilities that made parenting and teaching him a struggle. How to behave, how to learn, how to read, things that came easy to his parents, things his brothers did well for the most part, were to him mysteries difficult to grasp, and he was difficult.

Did you read that after Ric was born, Mom went on from college to get her Master in Education with reading specialization, started as a part-time tutor for children with learning disabilities, which lead to a career teaching children who struggled with school how to read and learn. At the end she passed on her knowledge to another generation of teachers so they can give the help she struggled to find for her son Ric. Along the way she was a lifelong advocate for children with learning disabilities, strongly supporting Akron Area Association for Children with Learning Disabilities throughout her life, other than family, they were the last group she hosted in her home late this year, the aging activists she called the group. Did you see what she said about her education and training helping children with learning disabilities “her best teachers were her children”. Ric mostly I imagine. Mom was subtle like that, unlike her son who she NAMED JOHN.

I’m not telling you that all sadness and difficulty can be overcome, swept away, made all better. You know better. In fact, on the day she said everything went wrong, Ric, overwhelmed with life stopped struggling in this life and left it. Yet even in that horror we see Mom’s hope and work for the good and the better. We see Mom at Compassionate Friends helping others get through the hell of losing a child, giving the help she needed to others. Joining in with them in that vast angel wing conspiracy working for good with God. Look for the helpers when everything goes wrong, for the last 79 years you would most likely see Mary Lu…helping.

In 1907 a pastor, William Watkinson, wrote “it is Better to light a candle than curse the darkness”. A candle? In this and many other dark areas of life, Mary Lu was fireworks.

About those thousands of photos. When she was limited in what she could do, when breath was a struggle, she still wanted to photoshop, when she could not get to her desktop computer these last days her concern was not so much being bed ridden but that her notebook didn’t have photoshop on it.

Sorry Mom. I didn’t understand about those photoshopped photos. At the last when she couldn’t do all the good in the world she wanted, she turned to bringing the good out of even the most evil of photographs. Teasing beauty out of blandness, illuminating darkness, smoothing the rough edges in faces and bodies left by life’s struggles. Doing in photos what she did in life. Working for good in all things. Making the world a better place for those around her. Being the helper good people looked for.

When we look with fondness at all Mary Lu gave for children, church, and community, we remember the great gift given by God in Jesus Christ, who left heaven and came to us to show us how to live and die for others, as a servant for others. Because of his great gift, Mary Lu and we have life eternal.

Even though we know God’s power and love make Mary Lu as real and present to God as she ever was to us in this life. We still hurt, we groan inside too deep for words at her absence from our human senses. I have no prayers to answer the questions or fill in the blanks left by Mary Lu’s passing, we have to rely on God’s spirit to bridge that gap between the twin realities our aching loss and God’s amazing grace. For I cannot take away the pain that you feel at Mary Lu’s passing. For love and grief are different sides of the same coin, they are joined in this life, the only way to not receive grief is to reject the gift of love. Even Jesus wept at the passing of his friend, Lazarus. When we lose someone we love we grieve. So to deliver you from the grief you feel I would have to eliminate the love that you have for Mary Lu. You wouldn’t want me to do that even if I could. But what I can tell you that Mary Lu is at rest, free from the weakness of disease, and she is at home with the Lord, breathing easy.

Don’t let the grief of her passing end the spirit of kindness and helpfulness that Mary Lu embodied. Instead hold on that kindness, and honor her and Christ by joining with God bringing good, being a part of that vast angel wing conspiracy when folks look for the helpers, may they see you in that picture.

 

Granddaughter Rachel Ramsey had her own message.

 

Tuesday
Jul282015

Parades and Marches

Mary Lu Ramsey (seated) and Christy Ramsey July 4, 2015 What if there was a parade and everyone joined in? Or if there was a march and everyone brought lawn chairs to watch instead of walk?

Some people parade their faith, some use faith as a way of life, a path to follow, a journey to take: marching orders.

In Parades and Marches, we consider a parade in the Bible in from 2 Samuel 6: 1-5, 12b-23 and the only love story of its kind in the entire Bible.

This is a recording and transcript from the worship service at Spanish Springs Presbyterian Church on July 19, 2015.

Audio recording: Marches and Parades

Transcript by edigitialtranscription.com

 


 You only have to worry about one verse for today.  One verse:  2 Samuel 6:16.  Did you hear it?  The ark of the Lord came into the city of David.  And Michal, the daughter of Saul, looked out into the window and saw King David leaping and dancing before the Lord, and she despised him in her heart.

What’s another title of Michal?  Anybody know?  Queen of Israel?  How about David’s wife?  Did you hear, every time he brought up Michal, it wasn’t “wife of David, Queen Michal,” but “daughter of Saul.”  Not David’s wife.  And there’s a story there.

But first let’s talk about my mother.  You know, it’s great to be a visiting minister.  I come tell family stories.  My family’s not here.  That’s cool.  What I say goes; right?  All right.  So my mom, I went to visit my mom over July 4th.  That seems to be a tradition with me.  And we were down there.  I would come see her.

For over 40 years there’s been a celebration on July 4th on my block.  When I was a wee lad 40 years ago, I went around and got the petition to shut down the street, close off the street for a block party.  And we had games and competition, a dramatic reading of the Declaration of Independence.  And we had a parade of decorated bicycles and wagons and things, a parade.  And I was in that parade.  Forty years later – and my mom and dad were movers and shakers and that.  And 40 years later now I’m all grown up.  But my mom still goes to that parade.

She doesn’t do as much as she used to.  I mean, she’s in the, well, you know, the ripe ages of 70, up toward the 80.  And she’s on continuous oxygen.  She gets tired just thinking about getting up.  And she’s got a scooter that she scoots around with.  But even that this year, she was saying – and she was in the parade last year, and she won.  And she felt so bad because there was little kids with wagons that were crying, and she had a trophy.  She goes, I really wanted to be in a noncompetitive category.  And she said, “I don’t think I can be in the parade.”  And she was so sad, she said, you know, 40 years.  And she goes, “I can’t be in the parade.  I can’t take it.  I can’t – I don’t think I can get around the block, even in the scooter.  I’m afraid I [indiscernible], I’d have to rest.”

And my son, my son, he’s not an overachiever.  No one would accuse him of that.  And I could tell you – and I’ll tell you, maybe some other time tell you stories about my son.  But, you know, he has – I want to tell you about my son.  I wish I had half his – I want his empathy, I guess it is.  That man can figure out the perfect thing you need.  What you need, he’ll know.  You may not know, but my son Robert will know, and he’ll tell you.  He is perfect in that way.  Lady, he is available, I mean, still, and he’s a good catch. And so, you know, my mom, and I didn’t know what to say.  And to his grandma he says, “You know, Grandma, you know, Grandma, that parade, you know, everybody goes – the kids and the parents and grandparents.  And nobody watches it.  Everybody’s parading.  It’s not really a parade unless someone watches.  They really don’t need another float.  What they need is spectators.”  And my mom just lit up.  She was so happy.  “Well, I could do that.”

And she got all dressed up, got her red, white, and blue stockings on that she breaks out every July 4th, sat out in front of the yard going, “Whoo, whoo, whoo,” you know, waved the flag and waved at all the kids, had a great time.  And then my wife – I was under assignment to take lots of pictures, so I was running around taking pictures – my wife got her to move down to the end of the block, where she could get them on the way back.  So she was spectator times two.  She had a great time.

And my son said something that inspired the sermon today.  He said, you know, the guy gives what you need.  Thanks, Robert.  He says, “You know, it’s not so much a parade as it is a march.”  It’s not so much a parade as it is a march because everybody goes.  No one watches.  

And I got to thinking about that.  And I’m thinking, wow, that applies to so many things.  The different between a parade and a march is whether everybody’s march moving or everybody’s watching.

I mean, we’ve got a whole lot of parade Christians, spectators.  You know?  They don’t like to do Christianity, but they like to watch.  Oh, I don’t really do that, I’m not into that, but I like to watch it.  You know.  Are there any kids here?  They all left.  Oh, okay.  Yeah.  So parade and march.  And you look at Michal, who is a tragic figure and a very important figure in the Bible.  And I’ll tell you why.  She’s very special.  She’s the only person in the Bible that has this.  That’s coming up.  Stay tuned.

Michal and David.  Now, is it a march or a parade, bringing the Ark of the Covenant in Jerusalem?  Well, let’s take a look.  30,000 men.  Now, does that mean just the men went out?  I don’t know.  They had a really bad habit of just counting men in the Bible, even in the New Testament.  Even if there was a couple thousand women with them, oh, they don’t count, unh-unh, you know, they were like that.  Sorry.  So I’m thinking there might have been a huge horde of people.  It’s always pretty much a march.  And there was dancing and singing.

But there was at least one spectator.  Just look where Michal was.  And you only get a couple words in the Bible to talk about Michal, and the Bible writers say “looking out her window.”  Michal was not in the parade.  She was not in the march.  She was a spectator, judging the display.  That’s one of the things about a parade; isn’t it?  Difference between a parade and a march?  March, everybody’s there.  Everybody’s going.  Everybody’s going.  Dum da dum da dum.  Parade, there’s all sorts of people.  There’s floats.  There’s people walking.  And then there’s judges.  Aren’t there judges in a parade?  Yeah, I’ve been a parade judge.  There’s a reviewing stand of dignitaries, you know.  There’s traffic cops hanging around.

You know, the more I hear about a parade, the more I’m thinking about church.  Sounds more and more like church to me.  That’s another difference about a parade.  Parade is all about spectacle and about look at me, look at me.  Isn’t that the idea of the parade?  It’s the greatest spectacle, the wonderful float, and look at me, and show me all about these things.  And but a march, a march is not about showing us, not about individuality, not about standing up, not about best than everybody else, not about – in fact, most marches, everybody’s trying to look the same.  It’s like they have uniforms or something.  And usually you see marching people, they’re all, de de do, all agree, we’re all looking like don’t look at us.  We’re on the way here.  We’re all marching.  A march is about us, not about who’s the best one of us, but all of us moving.

A parade and a march, there’s a difference between a parade and a march in that have you ever noticed that a parade goes in a circle?  Have you ever been in a parade that went anywhere?  Parades just go around in a circle.  The best parades.  Now, sometimes parade goes one end of town to the other and strands you down there.  And then you have this, like, strange – you ever been to Nevada Day parade?  There’s a strange reverse parade.  Have you seen this?  That the parade’s here in front of you, but the parade from like an hour ago is going behind you.  Yeah, we’re walking back to our car, yeah, got to go this way. And you’re thinking, I just saw those guys there.

Yeah.  Parades go nowhere.  Marches go somewhere.  Marches have a destination.  We’re marching to Zion.  We’re marching to this place.  We’re on a forced march to this place.  It has a destination.  It is definitely not in a circle.  Marches go somewhere.  Do I have to point out a church thing?  Are you going somewhere?  Are you parading, or are you marching?

And here’s something that’s kind of subtle, but as soon as you think about it, you think about it, you know.  Parades, other people, a few people put in a whole lot of time.  Have you seen those things in Nevada Day?  Some of those things they build up?  I’m thinking you probably are going to start tomorrow on next year, to get done in time, all of the stuff you did in the floats and the buildings and the things that you’ve got going here.  I go, well, you put a lot of time into that.  Oh, yeah.

And then other people watch.  Not much required of parade watchers, of spectators.  You just pretty much have to stand there, to get there early, get a chair, sit, you know.  That’s all you’ve got to do.  And you don’t have to stay for the whole thing.  You can leave early.  No one makes faces at you like they do in church.  You know, but at marches there is no – everybody’s in.  Everybody’s all in.  Everybody’s carrying something.  Everybody’s working.  Everybody’s walking.  It’s not like a couple people work really hard, and the rest of us say, oh, good job.  It’s everybody is involved in a march.

The very words, the very words “parade” and – I did not know this till I started working on this, but the very words “parade” and “march,” parade, the root of parade is to stand.  I would never know that.  It is to stand and show.  Movement is not in the word “parade.”  Now, “march,” strangely enough, comes to us from the word that also gives us “trample.”  Trample.  The same root goes back in there.  So when I think about, when I hear about “march,” I’m thinking about he has, what?  When you hear “trample,” what do you hear?  

Grapes of wrath.  He has trampled out the vineyards where the grapes of wrath are stored, a great image from Revelation.  So marching and trampling is very much in the Bible as something that Christians do.  Marching, trampling out the vineyards.  It’s a destination.  It’s a duty.  It’s something to do.

So how can you do it?  I’m working on a little thing, so I’ve got to keep looking here.  I’m trying to actually have a structure and list things because, God bless you, my wife’s one of these – she’s not here, so I can talk about her.  And she knows this happens, so it’s her fault.  But, you know, there’s some people, and we need them, we need them bad, I need these people.  They make lists?  Anybody?  List people?  You don’t have to, you know, you can – I see you pointing.  Yeah, people make lists and do things.  I don’t do that.  But I try every now and then to visit that land.  It’s a strange land.  I usually need a guide to tell me where things are.  And no, you want bullet points, not numbers.

Anyhow, so I’m making a list.  So I’m making a list.  Here’s my list.  This is for you list people.  I’m trying to speak a different language here.  It’s almost like Greek or Hebrew, but here we are.  List.  How can you be a marcher instead of a parader?  Well, Christy, what can we do about this?  How do we not be like Michal, and get out and dance with David?

Now, Michal, I want to say some good things about Michal.  I’m not down on her.  I’m a big fan of Michal, you know.  And she does have a point, you know.  We don’t know exactly what a linen ephod is.  If you want to get some people wound up, you know, say this is what it is.  Oh, everybody start yelling at you.  But pretty much they sort of move around.  It’s an apron.  So we’re thinking he was just wearing just an apron.  And you know that scripture, that one verse I said, 16, it definitely made point to say, not just dancing – which is plenty.  I don’t need anything else.  Dancing’s fine.  Oh, no.  It made a point to say “leaping and dancing,” as if – do I have to draw you a picture of what was happening out there?  You know.  There was leaping involved; okay?  All right?  He had a ephod.  We told you that.  The leaping, okay.  Enough said.  This is a family Bible.

You know, so Michal, you know, I think had grounds to be a little mad at the husband.  I’m pretty expert on this, too, grounds for being mad at a husband.  Oh, but the list.  Yeah, told you I’m horrible at lists.  Here we go.  Lists.  All right.  So the list.  How can we be a marcher instead of a parader?  One.  One.  Join in.  Simple.  Join in.  Don’t be a spectator.  Don’t watch out the window, being like in the reviewing stand, judging the floats that go by in the Christian parade.  Get out there and join in.  When you see trouble, when you see opportunity to get out there and dance however, whatever you can do, get out and do that.

How can you do that?  There’s all sorts of opportunities.  I mean, I kind of think that a church exists so that people can join into the Christian march.  Basically that’s what we’re about.  It doesn’t save us.  It doesn’t get us attendance points in heaven.  It doesn’t check us off community service in the heavenly kingdom.  What it is, is for us to join in the march, to find some mission, some way that we can be together to do great things that we could probably not do alone.  So join in the march.

Now, you’re saying, I am not really a church person.  I just accidentally wandered in here.  I thought it was an office supply shop, you know, it’s in the plaza, and then I was too embarrassed.  And the coffee.  So if you’re not into that, you can do some nonprofit things, too.  You can get out and do God’s work at nonprofits.  You can maybe even do it in profits.  But nonprofits usually have a mission, a march, and they’re usually looking for someone.  And a lot of them are church affiliated.  You could probably hear about them in church here.

I do ComputerCorps in Carson City.  And they’re kind of churchy.  They take community service people and people trying to kick drugs and give them a chance.  You know, we’re going to give you a chance.  Now, a lot of them steal from us, and we’ve got to fire them in sadness.  But they keep trying.  They keep trying to give them – they keep trying to give them a chance.  There’s some people that never had a job in their life because they’re not the smartest person in the class, and they come to ComputerCorps, and we give them a job.

And we’ve got one guy that sweeps the floors, and he does a really good job, and we really encourage him; you know?  And he’s doing better.  And some people go from there and go, actually, they can get a job because they know how to show up.  They know how to punch in and out of the time clock.  They know how to be responsible.  They know how to do that.  And I think that’s God’s work.  They’re run by volunteers.  You can find a nonprofit to join in.  But that’s the key.  Join in.  Don’t watch.  Join the march.  Don’t be the watcher.
Next on the list, have a destination.  Find somewhere to go.  Don’t go around and around and around and around in circles.  Okay, I didn’t say committee meetings, but I know you’re thinking it.  Okay?  I know.  I know about that.  Don’t go around and around and around in circles.  Don’t let your only church service be committee meetings.  God knows we need those.  Administration’s one of the spiritual gifts, hallelujah, I’m testifying.  But don’t go around and around in circles.  Have a destination.

What are we here for?  What are we doing?  What in God’s name are we doing, for heaven’s sake?  That should be a question every day.  What in God’s name are you doing, for heaven’s sake?  If you can answer that question, we want to be here then, we want to be there, we want to make sure that these – we want to make an outreach to the high school.  I don’t know what you’re doing.  But have somewhere to go.  Otherwise you’re just parading in a circle, showing people things and saying “We’re on our way here.  This is where we’re going.”  Have a destination.

Oh.  Habitat for Humanity.  Anybody heard of Habitat for Humanity?  I heard the founder speak at the General Assembly Presbyterian Church, very moving, very challenging.  He did not let – he put our feet to the fire because he started reading off, you know, the Methodists have built 1,024 houses.  I see the Presbyterians are at 800.  Oh, boy.  People are looking around at that one.  But he had an inspirational speech.  And one of the things I think is so good, they have a destination.  They have a place they’re going.  They’re marching forward.
You know what, you know what they say about Habitat for Humanity?  They say this about this.  This is what they’re doing.  This is where they’re going.  No more shacks.  That’s where they’re going.  Where are you going?  We’re going to a world where no one lives in a shack.  That’s what we’re doing.  How are you doing?  I can measure my march.  I know how close I am by how many people still do not have decent, affordable housing.  No more shacks.  Have a destination.

List people, another one.  Three.  For that I should do numbers.  Three.  No, three, always we, not me.  It’s not about who’s the best.  It’s not about who’s got the flashiest clothes.  You know what, you know, I don’t know if I told you this.  Oh, I can tell you.  But I work at Best Buy, at Geek Squad.  And everybody there, including, like, my boss and my boss’s boss, are the age of my kids.  And I try to behave.  Lord, Lord knows I try.  But sometimes my boss says, he says, “Well, we got – this year is about humble and integrity, and I graded you the highest on there.  I think you’re very humble.”  I go, “Oh, no, no.  I’m not humble at all.”  He didn’t get it.  He started arguing with me, “Oh, no, I think you’re really humble.”  And I go, “No, no.  I’m not humble.”  (Hand sweeping over head.)

If you do not care who gets the credit, there’s no limit to what you can do.  The Reagans both said that, Lincoln, Truman.  The first one we found is 1922, a guy with an impossible-to-pronounce name, Montague, Charles Edward, said there’s no limit to what one can do as long as one does not care a straw who gets the credit for it.  So it’s always we, not me, if you’re marching.  If it’s me, you’re on parade.  You’re up there saying, “Look at me, look at me, aren’t I the best?”

Four.  I remembered the number.  Four.  Here’s the thing.  Put in the time.  Remember this is the one where you just watch, and there’s not much commitment or work needs required if you’re just watching a parade.  In a march, you’ve got to get a pack on.  You’ve got to get ready with your boots.  You’ve got to train.  You’ve got to move.  You’ve got to put out the time.  And you’re there for the whole time, committed time.

And here’s the difficult part, you know, and people get mad about this sometimes, but I want you to consider this.  Pay for your own faith.  Don’t make other people pay.  Right?  Don’t say, “I have this deeply held, passionate, important, core belief, and I want you to do it for me.”

Do we have a lot of that?  Oh, I get fired up about it.  I’m still fired up about, ooh, boy, that was several years, I don’t know, back in the day.  A friend of mine was in the Lutheran Church, ELCA, you know, the ones that talk to us, those guys.  And he was – he had a bit of land, and he was going to build a church on it.  Whoo, hah, good, all right.  He was going to build a church.  He was raising his money.  And they’re all raise the church, raise the money,

The church was meeting at the high school.  And he comes to – we had a weekly meeting of the ministers, and we, oh, we did a lot of things.  About a whole ‘nother sermon. So we talked, he says, he goes, “Hey, we’ve got a great opportunity.  Looks like somebody wants to buy our land that we have, and they’re going to pay us four times what we paid for it.  They’re going to pay us four times what we paid for it.  Stewardship drive’s done.  We’re ready, we can build, we’ve got other land that we’ve got our eye on.  We’re going to buy it and [indiscernible].”  You know, we’re all dancing around, “Hallelujah, God is great, God is great, whoo, whoo, whoo, hey, hey, stewardship drive’s done.”  Like that.  One check.  Oh, yes, Lord.

Walmart wanted to buy it.  In a small town in Ohio.  That minister got death threats, threatening him and his family if he sold to Walmart.  I was livid.  Still mad.  It’s been 10 years, 15.  I was livid.  And they were talking about his Christianity and talking about his family.  

I said, “Hey, guys, okay, I understand your passion.  I understand your arguments.  And you don’t like Walmart, fine.  Well, then, you all take up an offering, and you all buy that land from him and match Walmart’s price.  Is it important to you?  Well, then, pay up.  Don’t you dare tell those Christians they have to pay for your beliefs.  Not the way we roll here.  It’s not the way Christians roll.  Take up your cross.  It doesn’t say give your cross to someone else to take up.”

This is the difference between a parade and a marcher, a marcher pays for their own faith.  A marcher puts on the boots and spends the time and puts on the pack and does the walk and doesn’t say, oh, yeah, very good, you all do that for me.  They didn’t come up with the money, but they shut up.  Well, at least to me they didn’t say anything.  So [indiscernible], whatever works.

That was four; right?  Who’s keeping track?  Anybody?  I should have assigned someone.  Okay.  Thanks, five.  I think we’re at five.  Four?  Oh, you want more?  Dinner’s burning.  I mean, we’re going to get – a lot of people are going to get to the restaurant.

Five, five.  I think I already talked about this some, about – and that’s the problem with the list.  I move around it.  Show, you know, the difference between being stopped, parade rest. You know, when you’re watching a parade, you’re not moving.  And marching, you’re doing nothing but moving.  So check yourself.  There’s been a study that men – now, women, thank you, women, they keep learning and growing in faith all their lives.  The last study I saw saying, us men, we kind of stop right about Sunday school, fifth grade somewhere.  And then we just cruise.  “Honey, you all go to that class.  I will stay home.”

You know what I love about – I love the Grads and Dads in June.  And one of the things I love about it is to take a look at whether it’s graduation or commencement.  There is no graduation in a church.  There are commencements, but when you start something.  You’re going to start another version, another chapter, another leg of our journey, of your spiritual journey.  It’s never graduation.  It’s always commencement.  So you want to be in the march instead of being outside, standing in the parade, be that way.

I could add another one, too, you know.  Don’t be judge-y.  You know?  Michal up there, it’s hard not to be judge-y if you’re watching the parade.  And it’s almost impossible to be judge-y if you’re in it.  People say, “Well, how did the sermon go today?”  I go, “I don’t know, I wasn’t listening.  I just gave it.  I don’t know.  I had a good time.  I don’t know.”  You can’t be judge-y if you’re doing it.  If you’re watching, you can hardly help but doing it.  And that’s a bonus one right there.

So always, one of the things I pray regularly is let me have an attitude of gratitude and not grievance, being grateful instead of being complaining.  And if you’re working on something, you’re less likely to complain than you are if you’re watching something.  And if you’re working on something, you’re probably going to be more like you want it than if you’re just watching it.  That’s almost random, if it’s going to come out right.

Okay.  Now, if you’re like me, you’re going, oh, that’s a lot to remember.  I don’t – I don’t – he had an extra one there, and then he backed up, and I didn’t take notes, and I hope there’s not a quiz.  Oh.  Did you – you ever seen those bulletins where they have, you know, sermon notes?  That’s a lot of pressure for me and you, so.

What if you’re like me, and you’re saying, you know, the list is fine, you know, but can we have something else?  And I got something else.  Remember I told you something else was coming.  You know, for all this story and the strangeness here, Michal, David, and a window, this isn’t the first time that Michal, David, and a window is in the Bible.  Who and what?  2 Samuel we see Michal, David, and a window.  But we also see it in that 1 Samuel that I talked about, 1 Samuel 19, verses 11 and 12, a very different scene, a very different outcome.

Because, you see, the one thing that the Bible says about Michal that it says about no other woman in the Bible – you can go through the whole Bible, and the Bible never says this about a woman.  And it’s very important.  This is the only time, and it’s with Michal only.  Only Michal in the Bible does it say that a woman loved a man.  Michal loved David.  Remember that old patriarchal kind of man-centered thing I was talking about earlier?  Maybe that’s a little bit about that, you know, that a woman’s love wasn’t that important back then.  It was property values and dynasties.  And poor Michal was married to David twice.  She was passed around as a political pawn in treaties and power things.

But there was a time in 1 Samuel where the Bible, even the Bible takes notice.  And Michal loved David.  She wasn’t always up in that window, despising him.  The last time they were at a window, I wonder, I wonder if she was thinking of that time that she looked out that window alone at her husband the king.  That last time was before he was king, when her father was king, when she was the prize and the plum and the desired of all.  When she was powerful, she and David were together as husband and wife because Michal loved David.

And Saul had enough of David.  He was way too good.  And Saul sent people to kill him.  “Go, and when he leaves Michal in the morning, kill him.”  Michal knew this and warned David at the risk of her position and, yes, even her life, said to David, saying, “If you do not leave right now, you will be dead in the morning.”  And going against her father, and her family, and maybe even her country, if you looked at it, she warned the one she loved to go, and lowered him down out of the window to safety.  And she didn’t stop there, either.  Not just warning David, not just letting him out the window to safety, she made a dummy on the bed and put goat’s hair, hair there, and told his father, the assassins waiting outside in the morning, going,
“Oh, he’s sick in bed.  He’s not coming out.  He’s sick in bed.”

And when they finally got wise to that and came up, and they said, well, look, he’s still there, and finally they went in and found what she had done.  She lied for him.  She lied to her father and said, “What was I to do?  He was going to kill me.”  Michal loved David.  The last time they were at a window together, she sacrificed everything, even sacrificed – she would not see David for years.  She will not see David till after she was given in marriage to another man.  She will not see David until her father is dead.  She might have known that bad times were coming, and she let David go away from her, not to be with her.

How could you be like that Michal and not the Michal that despised that same man?  Love.  If you don’t make a list, and you don’t do the steps one, two, three kind of thing, here’s all you’ve got to remember.  If you find yourself looking out the window at something you don’t like, look out there with love.  And may the Bible say about you, if the Bible ever writes about you, may it be said about you, that person loved others.  That person worked to save others.  That person did all they could for the good of those that he loved, that she loved.

And isn’t that the Christian march?  Isn’t that our destination?  Isn’t that what we’re all about?  Love?  Try and look out those windows on love.  And if you love enough, you’re going to climb out the window and get involved and help people live their lives and savor their lives.  Love one another, as Michal loved David, and as Christ loves you.  Amen.

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2012 Christmas Letter

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