Monthly Archive for April, 2007

The Fragmented Life

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In the latest journal entry I was reading Henri was talking about how a fragmented life leads him to anxiety. A fragmented life is one where we come to see that different areas of our lives require us to be different people. For me it would be as if I believed the husband, the friend, the leader, the foreigner-Parisian, the follower of Jesus, and the dad all had to be different people…to wear different hats. Henri says that the reason that he lived this way because he had a desire to be the best Henri he could be in all of his different roles…and in the end he found himself serving his own identity and reputation more than anything else.

The more I find myself doing this same thing, the more I realize that I am going against what Jesus taught and knew was best for me. Jesus said that one cannot serve both God and the things of this world…we have to be single-minded in our devotion to God. We have to stop wearing all the different hats that we think we have to wear in order to please everybody and only put on the ‘hat’ of being a learner and follower of Jesus.

Jesus said, “Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”

Jesus only asks me to wear one yoke…yet I find ways to wear many.

Jesus says that His yoke is gentle…yet the many I try to put on are often brutal

Jesus says that His yoke is easy…but when I try to wear all the yokes I think I need, life ends up hard.

Jesus says that His burden is light…the burden of wearing the yoke that is trying to carry my own agenda for my life is often very heavy.

I want my soul to find rest…I think that I just need to slow down and trust that wearing the yoke Jesus, being solely fixed to Him, will be more than adequate to bear the load of all that life has brought my way.

There is just something really wrong with this

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/6591467.stm

A Snow Day in Spring

There is nothing worse than being sick on a snow day…Having a free day off of school, but not being able to reap any of the benefits. Stuck in the house you stare out the window watching the snow falling and the other neighborhood kids playing…snowballs, snow angels, snow forts, sleds…all this while not partaking in hot chocolate might I add.

Today was like a snow-day in spring.

Tonight all of our friends were gathered at two equally cool festivities. One group was at the concert of our friend Garth’s group. Another group went to Mexican food for dinner. But the Powell group stayed home because sickness seems enjoys being shared in our family. Good times. So we sat inside with our faces glued to the window on a beautiful weekend night, communicating our woes with the outside world through text messages. Hopefully we’ll get to feeling better soon so we can take advantage of the best time of year to live in this city!

Some of My Least Favorite Things

I’m sure that everybody who reads this blog loves to follow the weather in Paris…but if you haven’t been, It has been gorgeous here! There is a reason why “I love Paris in the spring time” is a popular song lyric…The flowers are blooming and there is a fresh smell in the city air…don’t know how that is possible, but it is.

However, I am sick today…and inside. Yesterday, we were having lunch with Christian and Nadine and all of the sudden I started sneezing…then coughing…then sore throat…you know the routine. So today I slept in for as long as I could and then lounged around the house trying to get done whatever I could…which wasn’t much.

So today I had two of my least favorite things happen: 1. Being sick. 2. I took a nap. I hate naps. I try to take naps and then lay there thinking of all the things I have to do…then you wake up in the early evening and it feels like the morning…disgusting…there is no reason to have two mornings in one day!

This is not even to mention that last night I did one of my other least favorite things in the world…I took cough medicine. I hate it…and just the smell of it makes me get the chills. But I did it so I could sleep…and it didn’t work. But I’ll probably try to take some again tonight….what a mistake.

On Being Different

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The Genesee Diary is a collection of Henri Nouwen’s journal entries when he went and lived at the Genesee Trappist Monastery. I’ve been reading through this so my Nouwen thoughts will be coming from this book for now.

In one of the entries he begins to talk about ‘differentness’. I wish I could just paste the whole entry here, but I’ll give you the highlights.

Thinking about this desire and how it has functioned in my life, I am more and more aware of the way my life-style became part of our contemporary desire for “stardom.” I wanted to say, write or do something “different” or “special” that would be noticed and talked about. For a person with a rich fantasy life, this is not too difficult and easily leads to the desired “success.” You can teach in such a way that it differs enough from the traditional way to be noticed; you can write sentences, pages, and even books that are considered original and new; you can even preach the Gospel in such a way that people are made to believe that nobody had thought of that before. In all these situations you end up with applause because you did something sensational, because you were “different.”

Being different or unique has always been a goal of mine. Whether it was in the clothes I wore, the music I listened to, or the things I created…I wanted to be different. At the core of wanting to be different I would say that there was a part of me that needed to be known as special and unique. The quest for ‘being different’ became an idol…a way to give myself worth.

Henri (first name basis now) goes on to say:

When we have given up the desire to be different and experienced ourselves as sinners without any right to special attention, only then is there space to encounter our God who calls us by our own name and invites us into His intimacy.

Jesus, the only son of the Father, emptied himself “being as we are, he was humbler yet, even to accepting death, death on a cross. But God raised him high and gave him the name which is above all other names (Phil 2:7-9). Only through ultimate sameness was Jesus given his unique name. When St. Paul calls us to have the mind of Jesus Christ, he invites us to that same humility through which we can become brothers of the Lord and sons of the heavenly Father.

The irony is that in my quest to be different I got less and less the feeling of being valuable. But more and more the feeling that no matter how hard I worshipped the idol of being unique…I was never going to be that unique…and this was just depressing. When other people did or had things that were similar to me I couldn’t rejoice for them or me…because it was all about me being different.

I love how Henri brings it back to Jesus…Who had the unique distinction of being the ONLY son of God yet gave up all of that and became like one of us. And it was in His surrender to God that Jesus was given the name above all other names. It will only be in giving up my pursuit of differentness that I will find who I really am in Christ…and it will only be through Jesus that I will be able to hear the name that God has given me…not the one that I want to give myself. Creating our own name leads us to having more work of maintaining the reputation of the name we have created. In God alone do we find our true name and He has already done all the work to give it to us.

Thoughts on the Writings of Henri Nouwen

When I was in college I had a couple of professors introduce me to the writings of Henri Nouwen. After reading In the Name of Jesus once, I went back and have now read it over ten times. Over the past six years Henri Nouwen’s writings have played a huge part in my spiritual development.

So I’ve decided to dedicate a blog category to this insightful writer…who seems to always put into words the struggles, questions, and desires of my heart. My goal is to do a ‘Nouwen post’ every Monday. So we’ll see if I can manage to stick to it!

Type to you soon – Justin

A Couple of Interesting Articles

If you are curious as to what France is like…or at least what makes living here so different from the States…read these two articles together and step back to see the picture they’re painting…

http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1606909,00.html?cnn=yes

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/6547881.stm

Easter Weekend

I’ve been a Christian for a long time and many Easters have come and gone! Never have I been a part of an Easter celebration that I will remember like the one this past weekend.

Img_9180Our Home Group on the left-bank of Paris decided that for our monthly worship gathering they wanted to host a traditional Seder Meal. Somehow the idea came about to go out of the city to our friend Adrian’s parents country home and do the dinner there. I am so thankful that they did decide this! It ended up being a great time.

Img_9251A Seder meal is a traditional Jewish meal that was eaten on the first day of the Passover celebration. Every element of the meal tells the story of how God brought His people out of captivity into freedom. Img_9190As Christians, our story is fundamentally tied to the Jewish story. In fact, all of the things that happened to the Jewish people (slavery, exile, God rescuing His people, searching for a promised land, waiting for the return of the Messiah) happen to us all on an individual level…The Jewish narrative is our narrative too! This Seder meal was a great way to remember our own personal captivity and slavery to sin…but the end is a great celebration of the reality that we have been ushered by God into the promise of Jesus, our Savior.

For me personally, this was the most meaningful and powerful Easter weekend of my life. We concluded our meal with two of my friends getting baptized…the first people baptized from our community! I never get tired of seeing people grow closer to God! Praise to God for His story that He has invited us through Jesus to be a part of. Dsc_0279

On top of the spiritual side of the weekend being fulfilling…The house also had a pool, tennis court, huge field for soccer, football, and ultimate frisbee, and there was no city sounds to be heard! Only birds and the voices of my friends!

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