A word on the next Word

I’m posting the next article at the great risk of being misunderstood, or worse, being read into. It’s really a philosophical piece, about beauty and it’s destruction through deconstruction and the inherent desire for possession of it. It’s hard to put into words, so it’s best explained through a story. That’s all it is, really.

So I won’t be taking comments on the next post. Just read it and enjoy, or not. If you get what I’m trying to say that’s awesome, if not, hopefully it’s still entertaining…

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Seasons

The seasons are changing. Well at least they’re supposed to be. I always look forward to the moment when I take the winter duvet out the cupboard and put it on the bed. This year I got tired of waiting and put it on, despite the fact that it wasn’t  quite cold enough yet. The fluffy heaviness will make up for a sweaty sleep or two.

Most people go into hibernation mode in winter, hiding indoors, peeking out their heads only to see if it’s spring yet. Then when the summer finally comes it seems happiness increases with the temperature, and everyone gets back to living again.

You would think that after so many years of living on this planet, that we would have realised the inevitability of seasons, and got used to living each of them with an equally satisfied disposition. If you want to avoid the change of season the only thing you can really do is fly around the world while it spins, or plant yourself at one of it’s poles. But it’s really cold there so that wouldn’t work anyway.

Life spins on the same axis, it’s inevitable. Periods of summer sun and happiness, followed by the falling apart of the leaves, and the slow descent of the sun into increased darkness. It’s not pretty seeing the earth go into hibernation, hold it’s breath and tuck it’s head under its wings, immobilised, waiting to tilt toward the sun again. It’s not pretty seeing lives descend into gloomy depression, the season where the soul buries it’s head underneath layers of dead winter leaves.

You would think that after so many years of living on this planet, that we would have become accustomed to the fact that the seasons of life are constantly changing, and that summer will inevitably follow winter. That times may be tough, but it is just for a season, spring will come around again. And equally so that when life is sunny we should enjoy it while it lasts, for the leaves will inevitably fall, and it will all start over again.

If we could only become accustomed to these rhythms of life, learning to be content in each season. If only. It sounds impossible really. Really?

“I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content. I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need. I can do all things through him who strengthens me” (Phil 4:11b-13).

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Redemptive Rejection

One of the toughest experiences a person can go through is rejection. It is also unfortunately, one of our most common experiences.

Children are rejected by their parents. Teens rejected by their peers. Lovers rejected by their partners (Would-be lovers by their hoped-to-be partners). Job hunters rejected by their dream bosses. Parents rejected by their children. The elderly rejected by society.

Rejection is a mini-death, and we’ll die ten thousand deaths before we’re buried*

Life then, is a systematic journey of dealing with rejection, among other things. I would have thought that by age 30 I’d be able to handle it, but it’s not that easy. The problem is that the emotion attached to rejection is so intense that it typically just knocks us out for a while, without much chance for us to get a handle on things.

The other night I was having a conversation with someone about career paths, and we were both discussing how rejection in a chosen career had led to the pursuit of something completely different, which actually turned out to be perfect for both of us. For instance when I decided to give up engineering to pursue full-time ministry, I was at first rejected. I still remember getting the letter, opening it with much anticipation, believing it was the ticket to a brand new life. Instead it was rejection. That was tough. But through the rejection I ended up where I am now, which is a place far better than I could have ever imagined.

I think thats how rejection works, mostly. It simply serves to redirect our lives. That seems simplistic when you have a broken heart, but would you want to be with someone who couldn’t love you in the first place? It simply is a closed door. Not on life, not on opportunities, not on fulfillment, but on something that would never have given you those things anyway.

I also think that the pain of rejection is more often than not, less that the pain that would have been inflicted through the wrong choices anyway. Of course that’s all hypothetical, and we’ll never know for sure if the job we were rejected from would have been better than the current. But looking back on my 30 years I’d have to say that rejection has so far, steered me on a pretty decent course through my life. And so I’m thankful for it. For now.

The reality is that no rejection is ever a complete rejection of your value as a human being. It is simply a redirection of something comparatively small, something tied only to the tiny slice of present time and space. In the perspective of infinity and sovereignty, rejection is just steering. Steering towards something redemptive.

Mark 8:31: “And he began to teach them that the Son of Man must suffer many things and be rejected by the elders and the chief priests and the scribes and be killed, and after three days rise again.”

Rejection is not the end. It is the beginning of something new.

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*Eugene Peterson – The Word made Flesh

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The dignity of loyalty

Some days it just all goes wrong. Last night I sleep-walked around the room all night, throwing books around, not getting too much rest. I thought some Monday retail-therapy would help, aided by a generous gift card from a friend. The plan was to have a nice breakfast and read a book, followed by the purchase of a new coffee grinder. All the nice breakfast places were closed, so I ended up at Wimpy. A classic, no doubt, but hardly the place to hibernate and read. That and the eggs were oily, bacon burnt, and toast chewy. I then bought the grinder, only to take it home and find out that it did not work, electrocuting myself in the process.

Desperate for a good cup of coffee now (Wimpy does not count), I went to the office to use the grinder there. I headed back home thinking my day was about to change, with the prospect of some fresh coffee. Only to have the espresso machine explode, flinging coffee-mud all over the kitchen. With steely resolve I moved onto the plunger, only to find I had ground the coffee too fine, making the coffee more like a mud milkshake. Sigh.

Today is supposed to be my day-off, and considering how hectic the weekend was, I really needed the rest, not a war in my own home, with recalcitrant appliances hell-bent on giving me elctro-shock therapy. To be honest I was ready to pack it all in. I don’t mean anything serious, perhaps just go back to bed and sleep for a few days, or go get a sleeping bag and lie on a mountain somewhere, far away from stress and electric appliances.

Instead I watched a movie I had recorded a while ago. The Soloist is the true story of Nathaniel Ayers, a musician who ends up homeless, due to severe schizophrenia. He is befriended by a journalist named Steve, who does his best to try and help get Nathaniel off the street, and recover his long-lost musical ambitions. His journey with Nathaniel leads him to confront the homeless of LA, and his strained relationship with his ex-wife.

At some point in the movie, Nathaniel turns on Steve, rejecting his friendship and physically abusing him. No doubt this is a result of the schizophrenia, but still Steve can’t help wondering whether the relationship was worth all the effort. The final scene of the movie (spoiler alert!) shows Steve sitting in the LA Opera house, listening to an orchestra playing a symphony by Beethoven. Next to him on the one side is Nathaniel, all misty-eyed, and on the other side, his ex-wife, whom he gives a sweet peck on the cheek. As they listen to the Symphony the narrator voices Steve’s final thoughts:

“A year ago, I met a man who was down on his luck and thought I might be able to help him. I don’t know that I have. Yes, my friend Mr. Ayers now sleeps inside. He has a key. He has a bed. But his mental state, and his well-being, are as precarious now as they were the day we met. There are people who tell me I’ve helped him. Mental health experts who say that the simple act of being someones friend can change his brain chemistry, improve his functioning in the world. I can’t speak for Mr. Ayers in that regard. Maybe our friendship has helped him. But maybe not. I can, however, speak for myself. I can tell you that by witnessing Mr. Ayers’s courage, his humility, his faith in the power of his art, I’ve learned the dignity of being loyal to something you believe in. Of holding onto it, above all else. Of believing, without question, that it will carry you home

I love that last line: ‘I learned the dignity of being loyal to something you believe in‘. Perhaps just ‘believing it will carry you home’ is a big ambiguous, but there’s certainly a lot to be said for remaining faithful to something that maybe long ago you decided was worthwhile believing in, and committing to. Even if the current outlook appears gloomy, be it at the hands of a schizophrenic musician, or a faulty coffee grinder.

But I do not account my life of any value nor as precious to myself, if only I may finish my course and the ministry that I received from the Lord Jesus, to testify to the gospel of the grace of God” – Acts 20:24

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Thoughts on being Single – Conclusion

There is one relationship that matters most. It is more important that a relationship with a spouse, child, friend or even dog. It is the one relationship that really matters.

Any relationship on this earth is temporary. We may harbor ideas of meeting each other again in heaven, but even if that had to happen, it would pale in significance to our being consummated into the fullness of our relationship with God. It is that relationship that matters most.

Jesus said that the most important commandment was for us to love the Lord God with all our hearts, all our minds, all our souls and all of our strength (Mark 12:30). Popular romance culture has successfully distracted us from this most important focus for our lives. Think about it for a minute:

“My heart is yours”

“We are soul-mates”

“I can’t stop thinking about you”

“I crave your touch

Are these the words of a worshiper entranced with the greatest commandment? Or greeting card sentiments between lovers?

What this means is that we are far more comfortable, or familiar, with giving our hearts, minds, souls and strengths to another human being, and it seems absurd really, to even contemplate the same degree of affection for God our Father.

And yet that is the command. All. Not a part of our heart, nor a part of our mind, nor a piece of our soul, nor a remainder of our strength. All. Make no mistake, no relationship on earth comes close to the significance of an eternal relationship with God.

By no means am I saying that affection or intimacy are somehow evil, or invalid, or a waste of any sort. What I am saying is that whether we be in the throes of a teenage crush, or in the dance of a fulfilling marriage, or in the search for either of those, that we remember; there is one relationship that really matters. It is this relationship that will sustain, fulfill and redeem either our singleness or our togetherness.

It all boils down to this then: A single person, as well as a married person, have access to this most important relationship. No-one has to miss out. No-one has to suffer. Everyone gets to experience eternal love, eternal security and eternal significance.

It may not warm your bed at night, but it will get you up in the morning. “Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul” (Psalm 143:8).

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Thoughts on being Single – Curses

So we’ve spent some time looking at how singleness can be a gift, now we need to proceed onto some of the very real struggles that there are in being single. That may seem a little strange after all I’ve said about how it’s a gift and how it’s for our own benefit, so let me clarify.

I do believe that just because it may be God’s purpose for us, does not mean that it will be easy. It may be for our benefit and good but it may not be easy. It may fill us with satisfaction and meaning but it may not be easy. That’s Christianity; we are promised many things, but never that it would be easy.

There is quite a strong teaching these days that maintains that singleness is a gift, in the form of a spiritual gift. I remember doing a spiritual gifts test once and one of the options was gift of celibacy. I avoided all those tick-boxes.

I think we’ve seriously misunderstood something here. Yes, Paul uses the word ‘gift’ of singleness in the passage we’ve been studying (1 Cor 7, in this case vs 7), but he certainly doesn’t mean it as a spiritual gift. Spiritual gifts include: teaching, prophecy, healing, tongues etc. Celibacy is not on any of those lists. When Paul said it in this passage he said it along with the ‘gift’ of marriage. Marriage is not a spiritual gift. If you had to ask someone what their spiritual gift is, you’d be a little shocked if they said marriage. When Paul says ‘gift’ here he means it like a good and gracious ‘present’ to be received with delight, like the gift of salvation that the bible speaks about.

Why is this so important? Well because those that say celibacy is a gift, also believe that if someone has that gift, then they will (obviously) not struggle with it, meaning, if God wants you to be single, it should be a breeze. Conversely, they say, if someone does struggle with sexual desire then they obviously do not have the gift of celibacy, and should set out doing something about it. That’s an incredibly dangerous mistake to make, because it implies that being single is easy, and it misleads single people regarding God’s will for their life.

I think that God can desire to use someone’s devotedness in their singleness for long periods of time, sometimes for life, but because just because it is his will does not mean it will be easy. I believe that people who have devoted themselves for life to being single will still struggle with it.

One of the best examples is the famous Pastor and Author John Stott. As far as we know he never got married and remains single to this today at 87, after a life of prolific ministry. In his own words he says that he acknowledges that with the responsibility of a family he could never have written, traveled and ministered in the way he has. However I have also read of how he came close to marriage twice, which means he obviously desired it, and struggled with it. So although it was God’s purpose for his life, he still struggled it. Just because it may be God’s purpose for your life at the moment, does not mean it will be easy.

In fact this gift comes with many burdens attached, much like the well meaning family member who buys you a gym membership for your birthday.

The biggest struggle is not having a family. It is seriously hard for single people to come to terms with the fact that they may not have a family of their own someday. I know in my own struggle it is one of the most difficult burdens to accept,  since I’m such a passionate family guy.

Family is one of those good gifts from the Lord (not spiritual gifts, ahem), but good things held in high regard all through scripture. To have no desire for family pretty much goes against our human design, which means single people are going to struggle with it.

But even in the struggle God has provided a source of encouragement. Listen to God speaking about Eunachs again in Isaiah: “To the eunuchs who keep my Sabbaths, who choose the things that please me and hold fast my covenant, I will give in my house and within my walls a monument and a name better than sons and daughters; I will give them an everlasting name that shall not be cut off.” (Isa 56:4-5)

I read a John Piper sermon on this entitled ‘single in Christ: a name better than sons and daughters’, and he basically sums it up by saying: ‘In other words, God promises those of you who remain single in Christ blessings that are better than the blessings of marriage and children.’

That’s pretty hectic. I know it may seem really unpractical and unreasonable but this is where we get to the point of believing God at his word. Is this really true? Is there a blessing in singleness better than children?

I know what kept me going for a long time was just knowing that in the kingdom I actually have many sons and daughters, just as Paul often regarded his proteges as family. I think this is why Youth ministry has always been so satisfying, I honestly feel a love and connection with these guys which may not be like real children but at the least helps fill the hole.

The second big struggle in singleness is aloneness. That’s a word by the way, and very different from loneliness. ‘Loneliness’ implies a sad emotion, whereas ‘alone’ just describes a lack of people around. Certainly anyone who is ‘alone’ can feel sad and ‘lonely but it doesn’t always have to be the case. All single people are alone when it comes to relationships, but not necessarily lonely.

Being lonely is so incredibly difficult, and I am convinced it is one of the plagues of the 21st century. We are not alone, but so lonely. Single people though, get it the worst.

We see this back in the book of Genesis, when God first took a look at a man without a woman and said it was not good for him to be alone. I don’t know how many times I argued with God saying: ‘you yourself said that my current state is not good and you made a plan for Adam and I think you should make one for me’.

Seriously, we were not made to be alone, so when there is no companionship from the opposite sex there seriously is something missing. It hits hard when you go to sleep at night and wake up in the morning. It hits hard when you’re looking at something beautiful like a sunset and can’t really enjoy it because you know that true beauty is only enjoyed when shared. It hits hard when it’s Saturday night and everyone’s out with their partners and you’re alone. It hits hard when there’s no-one to share the pressures of life with.

I’ve struggled over whether to share this next excerpt, it’s a journal entry, and pretty emo at that. I’ve decided to share it not because I want to depress people, and definitely not for sympathy, but perhaps so that those who are not single can understand the depth to which loneliness can hit. 14 October 2008:

‘Loneliness. When the tv fades, and I sit alone, it hits the soul. Lonely. A lonely that can consume the mind and leave the heart paining. Pining. For some comfort. But it doesn’t find it in a book or in a poem. It may be lifted only by the slightest of a digital impulse. The smallest glimmer of a hope that this will not always be the life that I live. How does a God fill this void, when he himself said what he made lacked? How. How does Adam comprehend his loneliness? He has no idea of how it could be, he just knows that there is a space. But it is not defined for him, he does not see it displayed, he does not see it marketed and distributed and flaunted and abused and watered down. Wasted. Adam had it easier, in every way. This seems to be one of our curses. But how long will I wait? How long can I wait? I have no choice but to wait. The choice will be how I wait.’

That’s how bad it can get. So how do you deal with that? One verse, a verse which has become an anthem, a verse which came alive and true in all of this: “In your presence is fullness of joy, at your right hand are pleasures everlasting” (Ps 16:11). If this verse is true, then it seems possible that the companionship of the real and living God can produce fullness of joy. I came to believe this verse, not hanging onto it in hope, but knowing it’s truth in the depth of the heart, in that dark night.

I also realised that I was not as alone as I thought. There are actually many more people than you may think, people who are in your life filling voids and helping you out. Find them, and invest in those relationships. You may not have someone by your side in bed, but you can have a community of satisfying relationships by your side in life.

This is where I talk to the non-singles. Be aware of your single friends, and as much as possible help fill their deep void of companionship.

The third big struggle for singe people is having sexual desire, but not being able to do anything with it. I don’t know how hard this is for women, but I know that men are built with an amazing capability to make lots of babies and that’s exactly what the body wants to do. So lets not kid, single people, it’s tough.

One of the questions I would want to ask God someday is why he gave us bodies capable of having sex at 13, in an era where we would only be married at double those years. I know that in Old Testament times people got married a lot sooner; they were far better off. These days the average age for marriage is constantly rising, mainly due to financial constraints on getting married. Correspondingly, it’s getting very difficult to remain sexually pure prior to marriage.

I know the temptation here is to write it off and say: ‘Just control yourselves’, but Paul actually says that if you’re burning with lust get married (1 Corin 7:9). I mean he says it straight out. Just get married. I read an article by a guy on lust and trying to remain pure prior to marriage, and he basically said if you’re in a relationship and everyone thinks it’s Godly and good don’t wait around if you’re going to sin sexually. Just get married already.

Anyway I don’t want to get into a discussion on the right time to get married, all I want to say is this: it’s not a small issue to be glossed over. Paul does not minimise the struggle single people have sexually and neither should we, lest in minimising it we fall prey to it.

So as I’ve done with the other struggles I will try offer some advice and encouragement in this struggle. And here it is: the only way to handle this or control it is by the grace of God. Seriously. I am convinced that we take for granted the gifts of grace available not just for the occasions when we mess up, but the every day battles and temptations.

I also know that God has said that he will not allow us to be tempted beyond what we can handle. It may feel that it’s beyond your capability, or you may feel that since you have to ‘unfairly’ suffer you can give into temptation every once in a while. Don’t. Continue to fight the battle against lust that everyone else in this universe has to. No excuses.

So those are my top three struggles of singleness, I’m pretty sure there’s more, but I think these are the universal ones. Let’s just remember, it’s a gift. That may not mean that it’s going to be easy, but is a gift, given by God’s will and with intention. Good intention.

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Thoughts on being single – Blessings

My Pastor has joked that marriage these days is like a fly on a window: Those that are in are trying to get out, and those that are out are trying to get in. There is an element of truth in that.

As we saw earlier, singleness is a gift. Sometimes it’s hard to see it as that, but there are very definite practical reasons for believing it to be a gift. In verse 32 of 1 Cor 7 Paul says:

“I want you to be free from anxieties. The unmarried man is anxious about the things of the Lord, how to please the Lord. But the married man is anxious about worldly things, how to please his wife, and his interests are divided. And the unmarried or betrothed woman is anxious about the things of the Lord, how to be holy in body and spirit. But the married woman is anxious about worldly things, how to please her husband.”

It sounds so candid when Paul says it, almost saying that being married brings anxiety, which you should avoid. I think Jesus said something similar, but in a far more serious tone when he was speaking of the Eunuchs and said: “…and there are eunuchs who have made themselves eunuchs for the sake of the kingdom of heaven” (Matt 19:12).

Both of them are saying that there is at least one advantage to being single: it frees up your heart to be fully devoted to Kingdom work, and frees up your time to be fully devoted to kingdom work.

I use the word ‘devoted’ here, because it’s the word Paul uses all over 1 Cor 7. In verse 35 Paul uses it in this context: “I say this for your own benefit, not to lay any restraint upon you, but to promote good order and to secure your undivided devotion to the Lord…“. Lets dwell on this sentence for a while.

Firstly, Paul says it is for their own benefit. Do you believe as a single person, that you are single for your own benefit? I know it hardly ever feels like that, and herein we are confronted with one of the fundamental questions of being a believer. I’m serious, I think the single person has to face this question daily, this most important mental hurdle. The question is: “Do you really believe that God knows what he is doing, and is doing what is best for you?”

Do you? It may sound easy to answer, but anyone who answers this question absolutely truthfully in the affirmative, is a step away from being a saint.

Secondly Paul says ‘to secure their undivided devotion to the Lord’. That’s a very well phrased sentence. The reality is that no matter how much you try as a married person, a lot of your devotion to God will naturally, and rightfully, be divided between God and your spouse. You may well have an incredibly devoted heart towards him, but there’s no way you’ll be able to devote as much time, otherwise you will lose your marriage.

This is by far the biggest gift of being single. Time, lot’s of it. The ability to give your undivided devotion to God. My message is this: Don’t waste this time. Don’t throw away this gift. It’s a precious opportunity, and it’s your saving grace.

Seriously, the best remedy for loneliness is exhaustion. There’s not much time to feel lonely when you’re committing all your free time to kingdom work. To be sure, busyness is a killer, but so is loneliness, and I’d rather die exhausted and satisfied than lonely with some energy to spare. It’s a gift to have time on your hands. Use it well.

One of the authors I was reading said you should not be working to get out of this time but to be making the most of this time. Touche’.

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Thoughts on being single – Introduction

Valentine’s day has come and gone, and I know that for single people it can be a pretty tough time, despite how we may try pass it off as ‘just a money making racket’. So I thought I’d post some thoughts on being single, gleaned from the many talks I’ve had the privilege of doing on the subject.

I’d like to treat it extensively, so I’ll break the post up into four parts. In this first part I’ll just try clear up some misconceptions on the subject, and then in parts two and three look at the blessings and curses of being single, and then wrap it up in part 4. Feel free to comment and contribute to the conversation!

Being single and an adult is tough, make no mistake. It’s not good for a man to be alone, that’s what God himself said, just before he hooked Adam up with a wife. I wish it were that easy these days.

One of the reasons it’s so tough is because the world, and especially Christians, have such a strange and distorted idea of this issue. A while ago I was at a young adult function where I bumped into a very old friend and got chatting. He was sitting there with his lovely wife and asked me the inevitable question of whether I was seeing anyone. When I said ‘no’, he kinda rocked back on his chair, squinted his eyes knowingly, and said ‘we’ll have to fix that’.

Ahem. Fix what? Is something broken?

Christians are the worst at this. The world may admire singleness, applauding your independence, but within the kingdom you always get the impression that you must have done something wrong to deserve it. I remember hearing a well known author say that if you’re an adult and not actively pursuing marriage then you’re sinning. Recently when researching for this I heard one of the biggest figures in the evangelical world say that adulthood equals marriage and if you’re not married, then you’re just an adult adolescent, or boy who is yet to become a man.

Where do these guys get this stuff from? Quick, tell me two of the biggest names in the New testament. Did anyone say Jesus and Paul? Were they married? Are they adolescent boys then? Who changed the entire world? It’s crazy. Maybe they have some crazy translation of the bible that somewhere says: ‘thou shalt marry!’

Which sounds humorous, but on a serious level, try find a verse that vigorously promotes marriage, something more than a Proverb or word of wisdom. To be sure, it’s clearly a Godly institution, and I will get to that later, but for now lets accept this fact: nowhere in the bible are we ever made to feel like there’s something wrong with us if we’re not married. Right?

In fact on perhaps the only occasion that the bible actually deals with marriage and singleness side by side they are highlighted as both being gifts. Check it out:

I wish that all were as I myself am. But each has his own gift from God, one of one kind and one of another. To the unmarried and the widows I say that it is good for them to remain single as I am. But if they cannot exercise self-control, they should marry. For it is better to marry than to be aflame with passion. To the married I give this charge (not I, but the Lord): the wife should not separate from her husband (but if she does, she should remain unmarried or else be reconciled to her husband), and the husband should not divorce his wife.” (1 Cor 7:6-11)

I want to emphasise the word ‘gift’ here. Marriage is described as a gift, AND singleness is described as a gift. Has anyone here ever heard it said that being single is a gift? Normally it’s made out to be a curse, like a purgatory before marriage, something we have to go through when we’ve messed up. I know I’ve thought that before.

Whats amazing about a gift is that it is given with intention, and it is given at will. This means that it is very possible that God would give someone the gift of singleness, or marriage, according to his will. This is important because we tend to think that because God could give us the gift of marriage that he should give, but it’s really up to him!

Our only job then, is to accept it joyfully, knowing it was given with intention, and that the intention is always good. Which is hard to believe sometimes, and I’m going to spend sometime talking about how it can realistically be seen as a gift.

Before we get there though I just want to make sure we are absolutely clear on how single is ok according to the bible. I came across another verse where Jesus speaks and says:

“There are eunuchs who have been so from birth, and there are eunuchs who have been made eunuchs by men, and there are eunuchs who have made themselves eunuchs for the sake of the kingdom of heaven. Let the one who is able to receive this receive it.” (Matt 19:12)

Clearly Jesus approves that some of his followers renounce marriage and sexual activity for the sake of serving Christ’s kingdom. Are we clear on this?

That leads us perfectly to the next part of the discussion, where we look at the various ways that singleness is a gift.

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Kariba

Last year was a pretty tough one for me, as I’m sure it was for many people. But unlike many people, at the end of it all I got to spend six nights on a houseboat with some good okes. The color from that experience drained into the year that preceded it, staining it with beauty, transforming it, like the white shirt you put in the wash with the red one.

Capturing the beauty and meaning of Kariba will take more than a fancy camera and good lighting. But maybe in these pictures you’ll still get some taste of the memories that left the year lingering smoothly on my pallet.

A lot of my favorite pics are ones that make you feel lonely. Like this Elly…

That’s real light, believe it or not…

Deano the Meano. Or, as our Captain called him: ‘Meano-me’. You have to hear it in his Zim accent though. Haha.

Our constant companions.

My first room-mate, Carel, was an artist, and our flat was filled with his paintings. My favorite was one with a woman crying, with rain falling under her umbrella, while the rest of the world was sunny. Kinda like this tree.

That’s a huge storm creeping in. But the fishing was so good we braved it till the last second…

Not a B&W picture.

These next three pics are of the sun going down on 2010. Yip, this is how we spent new year’s eve…

Yes you can swim in Kariba. Or said our captain.

This really was the mother of all storms, and it hit us hard. Rocked our boat in fact. Haha.

The sun rising on my current room-mate, Carl (no relation to Carel. Weird), birthday.

How we spent every evening.

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A Parable: Sticks and Stones

Donald and Evelyn lived in a little stone cottage in the Karoo. It was accessible by a dirt road that wandered through the desert, somewhere between Graaff-Reinet and Port Elizabeth. They had no neighbours, at least not for hundreds of kilometres, and they lived alone, with their dog Rusty. Donald used to farm sheep, but he gave that up as he grew old and his hands developed Arthritis. Evelyn still pottered around the house, cleaning and baking burnt peanut-butter biscuits. It was pretty quiet out there, the only sound coming from the occasional creaking of the Quiver trees alongside the muddy riverbed.

It might have been the fact that they had grown used to each other over the years, or were bored with each other, or perhaps didn’t even like each other too much anymore, but they never spoke. Not even Rusty made a noise anymore, perhaps because there were no more sheep to chase.

Sometimes when people age, they suffer from muscle degeneration, mainly because they become inactive. Muscle degeneration can eventually render one physically disabled, perhaps unable to walk. Donald and Evelyn still moved around a lot, and they had a healthy diet of Karoo lamb and cabbage, so they had no problems with their muscular system. However, they suffered a different form of disability: that of auditory degeneration.

You see because they never spoke to each other, and because the Karoo is a pretty quiet place, and because Rusty had stopped barking, their hearing degenerated and they became deaf. It wasn’t the worst possible disability for them, for at least they were able to walk along the muddy river under the Quiver trees, and plant cabbages in their vegetable patch, and watch the sun set over the khakibos. And since they never spoke anyway, it did not seem too much of an issue, except for the odd occasion when the one needed to summon the other; to breakfast, to lunch, to dinner, to bed. That and the odd need for Evelyn to alert Donald to a Steenbok which was about to destroy their cabbage patch.

In these instances there was really only one way to get each others attention, and that was to throw stones at each other. It may seem a little barbaric, but the stones in the Karoo are not only plentiful, but sandy, and break on impact anyway. Of course the sheer volume of stone throwing meant that sometimes a genuine rock was hurled which sometimes caused damage. It was for this reason that some of the windows in the stone cottage were boarded up, and why Donald sometimes wore his old mining helmet when working on the cabbage patch, particularly around meal times.

The system mostly worked, despite a few injuries, and they were able to continue their life of silence and distance. The sticks and stones may not have broken their bones, but spoken words surely would have been safer.

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