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My little corner of the conversation around emergent Christian thought
"Once we are dealing with something not directly addressed in the Bible, we are driven to make discernments the best that we can. I think our discernments can be confident but they must not be confused with what Scripture says directly (like “be holy”).
That means we don’t have “certainty” in this case but instead we have “discernment” anchored in faith and in the good guidance of God’s Spirit, always in the context of the community of faith. I’m nervous about doing this all alone, and the history of the Church clearly teaches us that discernment works best when we work with other Christians who share our general orientations.Discernment works in community."
I like that. It keeps the gist of what I was saying, but lays in an important factor. We can interpret, but interpretation BY OURSELVES ALONE can get us into trouble. (Now, understand, I've seen interpretation in community lead to broken families, broken churches, broken hearts. So, there's a dangerous side to that too.)
Anyway, thanks, Scot!

mble? This brings me to the book, “Why We’re Not Emergent (By Two Guys Who Should Be)”, the new book by Kevin DeYoung and Ted Kluck. These two gentlemen have written an honest and sincere critique of Emergent. And, based on my previous comments, one can be honestly, sincerely, truthfully and utterly wrong. DeYoung and Kluck are not “utterly” wrong, but I will say that I disagree with a handful of their precepts, notions and conclusions.I hear comments like: Defining emergent is like “nailing Jell-O to the wall” and “postmodernism means a hundred different things”, I disagree - it isn’t all that hard to describe if you are listening
and reading. Here are the simple basic ideas of what fueled the emergent conversation and friendships:
1. Post modern refers to the period after
modernity. It appears to “us” that a significant epistemological shift is
occurring - the likes of which we haven’t seen in 400 years.
2. Language is limited
3. Human concepts are limited
4. There is no place of irreducible certainty (foundation)
5. Considering the above it would be very difficult to convey absolute meaning using language and human concepts
6. Christian theology has become enslaved to the 1st order assumptions of modernity and is far more Cartesian than Christian and has become ashamed of faith
7. A Reformation of recognition and repentance is needed
8. New theological thought is needed to free Christian theology from the enslavement of modernity and enlightenment assumptions and conversation and friendships would be more productive than
developing imperatives.
9. This is just the beginning of the transition and a great deal of work and theological thought lay ahead for those who desire to join the conversation

I will be posting a review of my weekend with Brian McLaren on the Everything Must Change tour, as well as some "life updates". Let me just say, I am being stretched, blessed, and am excited about where "things" are going.
Brad
Just because. Part of me wants to say, "That's Faith." Another wants to ask, "Why?" That makes me emergent.
Tony also throws out this challenge. "The church that doesn't challenge its members to face the core ethical issues that confront them everyday at work is the church that has abdicated its responsibility. Many evangelical churches have emphasized the vertical, just-me-and-Jesus relationship to the exclusion of the horizontal relationships with other human beings and with all of creation." He goes on to say that this "individualism" precludes many evangelical churches from affecting the very changes that rally its members." He also makes reference to this attitude being responsible for their inability to diagnose and solve systemic social issues.
Brian Mclaren makes similar claims in "Everything Must Change" and I wholeheartedly agree. This lack of a societal heart change, this missional view, is one core difference between "modern" and "postmodern/emergent".
So, who are emergent Christians. Tony identifies 3 characteristics:
Throughout the book, Jones has "dispatches", effectively sidebars with key points. In reference to the emergent view of culture, dispatch 6 says "Emergents see God's activity in all aspects of culture and reject the sacred-secular divide. I struggle with this. I agree, but do not completely reject a sacred-secular divide. I do reject that it is as stringent as the moern church has made it, but I do not, out of hand, reject it.
"Everything we do in the emergent church is surrounded by an envelope of friendship that is based on lives of reconciliation.", Tony writes. He continues with another charge, “In fact, I’m not even sure it’s even possible to be an orthodox Christian if you’re not living a life of reconciliation.” I’m still, personally, trying to get my head wrapped around that one. What does a life of reconciliation look like? Do I live it? Guess what….more blog fodder. Anyway, it is these views of reconciliation and openness that allows most emergents to have conversations around spiritual issues (i.e. atonement, baptism, orthodoxy) and secular issues (i.e. abortion, AIDS, politics) and reconcile them back to the truth of the message of Jesus. It paints a framing story for the conversation.
End Part 1.
Questions for reflection:
· What strikes you as interesting in what I’ve written so far?
· What areas do you want me to attempt to expound upon?
· How do you respond to the claims Tony makes about “lives of reconciliation” and “rejecting the sacred-secular divide”?
Okay, Brad, where ya been?
Well, as you’ve been able to extract from my previous two posts, our world at home has been topsy turvy. $3,000 later, our lives have settled again.
When I was growing up, we owned and managed a 27 unit apartment complex across the street from the University of Oregon. My dad and I did most/all of the maintenance. For the most part, I hated it. The apartments were a time sink. When something would break, no matter what I was doing, we had to go and take care of it. I had to cancel dates with my girlfriend (now wife), with zero notice. Often, dad wouldn’t even say, “I’m sorry”, which infuriated me. Well, I was a teenager, everything infuriated me. Once again, when something needed to be done, it needed to be done. What could he be sorry about? I hold very little bitterness toward my dad, because I understand the situation.
I hate toilets. I despise, and abhor their mechanics. Even though I have this deep hatred of Ralph the Porcelain God, I understand how toilets work…..intimately. Dad and I replaced more flappers, towers, tanks, than I think any poor soul should have to do. But, I learned how to do it. I learned a lot about plumbing. I know how washers work, how water pressure actually seals a valve, and how to tell that a valve doesn’t work. (Think of turning the water off under a sink, removing the hot water faucet handle, and having scalding hot water spraying up at the ceiling, removing all the plaster. Dad ended up having to shut off the water at the street.) I have snaked out more drains than I can remember.
Dad and I replaced carpet, not very often, but we did. I learned how to lay down tack strips, stretch carpet, cut to match odd shaped rooms, etc. Which means I also learned about different kinds of carpet padding, and exactly how much water that padding could absorb. Hmmm….water….cat pee….beer…..let me just say “fluids”.
I learned electrical. Switches, outlets, light fixtures, were all common things we replaced. I didn’t mind the electrical work. Electrical is clean. Plumbing is not clean. Plumbing is never clean.
My Junior/Senior year of High-School, dad and I “built” a cabin in Central Oregon. (Silver Lake). We did everything….plumbing, electrical, sheetrock, you name it. It was 70 miles to the nearest hardware store in Bend, so we tried to make as few mistakes as possible. During that time, I spent hours under the house with Grandpa Erion (who died a few months ago) sweating copper pipes. We would lay there on our backs under the house, with six inches between our noses and the floorboards, with a blowtorch on the copper pipes, soldering on t-joints, etc. Hot, sweaty, miserable work. But, I got to be pretty darned good with a blowtorch, flux and tinning solder. I have the experience of busting a hole through a building’s foundation with a sledge-hammer and an old Studebaker tie-rod. (I don’t think that’s a common building activity, but I have that experience.)
So, why the story, Brad?
I know how to do all of these things. If dad hadn’t been right there to show me, and work with me, I wouldn’t. If Grandpa Erion hadn’t been right there with me, I probably wouldn’t know how to sweat pipes as well as I do.
Last week, I did almost all of these things.
I removed carpet. I removed padding. I removed a toilet. I had to turn off the water to the house and drain the lines. I had to auger out a drain. I had to cut off the valve behind the toilet, sweat on a new copper pipe extension (coupled) and put on a new compression valve to fix a leak. I laid down new flooring, laminate. I cut and nailed on new baseboard moulding.. I had to put the toilet back on.
While it was expensive, I can’t imagine how much money I saved. I called a plumber and he said that augering the drain would be a $1,200 job. I bought my own electric 3/8th inch drain auger for $400. Most plumbers charge $55 just to drive out to our place, and then $85 to $98 an hour, with a minimum of an hour of work.
Let me also point out that my father-in-law came up and helped me lay the laminate. I had never put laminate down, but he had. I couldn’t have done it as quickly or with as much quality without him. I’m still learning.
My point in all of this is, I knew what I was doing. I am thankful for my experience. I’m thankful for those who taught me.
I still hate toilets.
Jerry is also fond of saying, "When it rains, it snows."
Three loads of wash later..........gerblooop.......flood again.

My father in law is supposed to be coming up from Oregon to help out...but they have between 4 and 8 inches of snow. We now have about 4 inches at our place, and it's still coming down.
I'm feeling a little dejected.
"It's the toilet! Flood!", I dove across the rising water onto a stepstool in the middle of the room, close enough to the toilet so I could reach the valve without actually stepping on the floor. Anne scrambled for towels, as many as she could get from under the sink without stepping into the murky, dark, water.
Scot McKnight
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