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Sunday, January 25, 2009

Picture this: Surrender, Dorothy
We're not in Kansas any more. Actually, I've never lived in Kansas but I thought about Kansas today during praise & worship at church. Well, what I was thinking about was "the rock" of my foundation and how important it is to build my house on the rock instead of shifting sand. So how does Kansas enter into this? Bear with me a moment.

In my last post I referenced Jesus' parable of the man who builds his house on the solid rock vs. the man who builds on shifting sand and how these homes fare when the rains, floods and winds come along. As an analogy I described the rain as being the economy (dampening everything), the floods as what washes away our job or business and the winds as the stresses that come along in the storm that and batter us (perhaps in our relationships, or health), adding to the destruction. Jesus suggested we "build" our homes — or lives — on something that can't be shaken and I've tried to renew my thinking over the years in order to do that. And that's when I thought of Kansas.

You see, in "The Wizard of Oz", when the twister appears on the Kansas horizon, Auntie Em and the others don't have a basement in the farmhouse to run to. Instead they have a detached root or storm cellar for emergencies. When that picture appeared in my mind it made me realize that there are probably areas in my life where I've built near my foundation but not actually upon it; things that look solid and even Biblical and may even be good, but are not built on that key foundation. "Doctrines of man" might be an example of this. Meanwhile, we take for granted the thing with the solid foundation, perhaps using it for storage or our convenience, almost forgetting what it's there for.

The thing is, when the storms and the wind come, the things I've built near the foundation — good, bad or indifferent — will blow away. The question I have to answer, then, is whether or not I'll chase after those things that are blowing down the road (after all, I've likely put a lot of time and effort into these) or if I'll look for people still out in the storm and try to wave them over into shelter.

What would you do?
Picture this: Surrender, Dorothy
We're not in Kansas any more. Actually, I've never lived in Kansas but I thought about Kansas today during praise & worship at church. Well, what I was thinking about was "the rock" of my foundation and how important it is to build my house on the rock instead of shifting sand. So how does Kansas enter into this? Bear with me a moment.

In my last post I referenced Jesus' parable of the man who builds his house on the solid rock vs. the man who builds on shifting sand and how these homes fare when the rains, floods and winds come along. As an analogy I described the rain as being the economy (dampening everything), the floods as what washes away our job or business and the winds as the stresses that come along in the storm that and batter us (perhaps in our relationships, or health), adding to the destruction. Jesus suggested we "build" our homes — or lives — on something that can't be shaken and I've tried to renew my thinking over the years in order to do that. And that's when I thought of Kansas.

You see, in "The Wizard of Oz", when the twister appears on the Kansas horizon, Auntie Em and the others don't have a basement in the farmhouse to run to. Instead they have a detached root or storm cellar for emergencies. When that picture appeared in my mind it made me realize that there are probably areas in my life where I've built near my foundation but not actually upon it; things that look solid and even Biblical and may even be good, but are not built on that key foundation. "Doctrines of man" might be an example of this. Meanwhile, we take for granted the thing with the solid foundation, perhaps using it for storage or our convenience, almost forgetting what it's there for.

The thing is, when the storms and the wind come, the things I've built near the foundation — good, bad or indifferent — will blow away. The question I have to answer, then, is whether or not I'll chase after those things that are blowing down the road (after all, I've likely put a lot of time and effort into these) or if I'll look for people still out in the storm and try to wave them over into shelter.

What would you do?

Friday, January 23, 2009

Of bubbles, bread, seeds and cookies
One of the characteristics of the dearly remembered housing boom was the sprouting of "McMansions" in former cornfields or alongside golf courses. These were very cool looking homes and we enjoyed touring these during the Parade of Homes, especially those listed at $1 million or more.

It made for an afternoon's diversion and fantasy, but you had to wonder at some of the value represented. A salesperson was showing us around one $750k model townhome and as we were admiring the well-appointed family room the resident in the home that shared a common wall flushed the toilet. We knew this because we could clearly hear the water running through the pipes and the tank refilling. This is not an unusual experience when you live in an apartment or a townhouse, but not a big selling feature if you're going to spend $750k. Other times we'd tour a million dollar home with Ben, who is an experienced carpenter, and watch as he pointed out subtle mistakes in fit and finish. In one case there was painted over evidence of a load-bearing wall not doing it's duty, likely as a result of a problem with the foundation.

I think of these things, and foundations, in the burst residue of the housing and mortgage bubble as the entire economy sags like the wings of a great house falling toward the basement because the center-beam wasn't set as well as you might think. It's the latest demonstration of the Biblical exhortation to build your home on solid rock and not on shifting sand. Of course, the Bible is using the house as a metaphor, as am I. Let's review Matthew 7:24-27:

"Therefore whoever hears these sayings of Mine, and does them, I will liken him to a wise man who built his house on the rock: and the rain descended, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house; and it did not fall, for it was founded on the rock.

"But everyone who hears these sayings of Mine, and does not do them, will be like a foolish man who built his house on the sand: and the rain descended, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house; and it fell. And great was its fall."

Doesn't that sound familiar, and in more ways than one? Allow me to extend the metaphor into an analogy: today's economy is the rain, and the effects of it in our lives are the floods, and the wind is the additional adversities that come to challenge our faith and make us doubt what we are standing upon, or whether the rock is enough to save us.

We have to build with storms in mind, an outlook almost completely lacking in the latest run-up as people seemed to assume that storms had become extinct and that those sets of conditions would continue in perpetuity (just as some now assume the current situation is forever). What is the housing bubble, or any bubble, all about but value driven by high expectations rather than intrinsic worth, or the greater fool theory? In those conditions you're not building a foundation on a rock; you're not even building it on sand which can at least be heavy — you're building it on something as flimsy and as easily popped as a bubble. And great is the fall.