Friday, May 20, 2016

How we can behave like Christians, despite this toxic political Zeitgeist?

Pastor Russell’s Sermon “The Problem of Reacting”

Pastor Fredrick and Brenda Russell
Berean Pastor Fredrick Russell and his better two-thirds, Brenda, This photo  is by Eric Grace, and is available at this LINK. . It is from his 2012 installation. His wife stood beside him this Sabbath, as well.
COME NOW, AND LET US REASON TOGETHER…
 
Lead Pastor Russell does not always wind up delivering sermons upon subjects that he may have initially intended to cover. In the course of seeking direction from the Lord, he has been known to change direction in the tenth or eleventh hour before the Sabbath deadline arrives. I have witnessed him respond to an internecine denominational crises before, with practically no time available for advance preparation. A response to the violence at a Trump rally in Chicago similarly resulted in a last minute gear shift by the pastor. This week’s sermon, although not the one that he had originally intended (like the two previous examples), at least had the advantage of a few days wherein the raw material might be subject to contemplation. There was even time enough to print some handy notes to accompany the spoken word, ensuring that the congregation would not fail to forget the main points.
 
Pastor Russell’s sermon appeared to be a response to some improper attitudes displayed at both the local (church) and national (the presidential campaign) level. Some of these displays were specifically related to the church, but millions more have been negatively influenced, vis-à-vis their own personas, by the hostility of the present political climate. The author of all of the bad etiquette that is currently on display is undoubtedly the Adversary, but he has managed to recruit to the darkside the  very people who should be setting a good example for the rest of us, the leaders and would-be leaders of our nation. “Politics as usual,” at least during presidential campaigns, has never exactly been a garden party, but the tone of the discourse has now sunk to new lows. This has been the case ever since Roger Ailes‘s unwelcome discovery that you actually can catch more votes with vinegar, than you can with honey. Bad mojo has spread from the political realm, into the context of the everyday affairs of the man on the street. Reason occasionally reasserts itself in the statesmanlike behavior of certain individuals, such as our incumbent President (or Pastor Russell, for example). But the rare voices of reason that are crying in the wilderness are getting drowned out, overwhelmed by all of this stentorian bombast, and outnumbered by a growing legion of fallen angels.
 
Any Vanderbilt
 
Pastor Fredrick Russell was dealing with what is the equivalent of errant children this Sabbath, May 14, 2016, so he gave them just what they needed: a stern “talking to.” As usual, here is a link to the ENTIRE SERVICE. Pastor Russell gets down to brass tacks at around time marker 1:35:06. This was far more than simply an excoriation of those who have been exhibiting boorish behavior as of late. It was primarily crafted in order to instruct us as to how we, as followers of Jesus, are to REACT, when confronted by boorish individuals. The principal theme of this sermon is one that has been around for quite some time, and may be described by the following maxim: “You can’t control the way that people act, but you can control the way that you react to them.” I suspect that this is a recurring theme for sermons for the main reason that this message almost always winds up by the wayside, or in the brambles, or on stony ground, and must therefore be periodically replanted in the unreliable soil of people’s hearts.
 
Preachers must therefore continue to hammer these lessons home, again and again, up until the instant that Jesus reappears. On this particular Sabbath, Pastor Russell sought to augment our sanctity, diminish our sanctimoniousness, and convince us to try hard to “turn the other cheek” when events warranted. His primary Scriptural reference came from the Epistle of James, one of those significant parts of the Bible that, for comfort’s sake, is only selectively incorporated into most people’s spititual toolkit. James merited a full quarter’s Sabbath School study by the Adventists recently. The apostle manages to get under a lot of people’s skin with his controversial assertion that “faith without works is dead.” The Adventist pendulum of apologetics swings back in forth between the subjects of “faith” and “works,” depending what manner of critical brushfire they are dealing with at any given moment. But it is not a case of either/or. Faith holds the primacy, and is the key that unlocks every other door encountered upon the journey to Beulah Land. But keys are meaningless if you don’t use them to open some doors. What follows is a much less controversial statement by James, cited by Pastor Russell at the start of his effort to direct us to higher ground, and one so pregnant with wisdom that it might have been spoken by Solomon himself. James 1:19:
“Understand this, my dear brothers and sisters: You must all be quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to get angry.” (NLT)
 
David Carradine
David Carradine in “Kung Fu” was slow to speak, and slow to get angry. Once he got there, however…
A PROPER REACTION TO WHAT JAMES DESCRIBEs (VIA THE KJV) AS A “SUPERFLUITY OF NAUGHTINESS”
 
“Some of you think that the world should adjust to you, when you should be adjusting to God!” A brief prayer followed this opening salvo by the preacher, one that included an atypical supplication:
 
“Lord, help me not to pull any punches.”
 
“The Donald” was requisitioned to serve as a kind of benchmark for abrasive behavior, and as a  touchstone for Pastor Russell’s opening remarks, as the man has totally revised the political landscape in this country. “Where are all those who choose to be mature, adult in their conversation?” The toxic miasma being generated by the candidates, and amplified by the media, is filtering down to the man on the street. The following is a paraphrase (as are nearly all subsequent statements in quotation marks; not engaging in fact-checking should spare an hour or so of time for activities that are less pleasant than summarizing sermons) of the pastor’s next remarks: “People are displaying a bad attitude toward one another. They manifesting bad reactions. Where is the Jesus in all of that?” The printed sermon notes now came into play.
 
These notes were divided into two sets of three “talking points,” followed by four Proverbs. The first set of three points was descriptive of some of the improprieties currently on display by selected members of both the local church, and the general populace. The second set of points used one of Christ’s earliest, and most significant followers as an illustration of the improper way to react to circumstances. This “fisher of men,” Peter, ultimately managed to get over his bad attitude. The notes, and the sermon, are then concluded with the four pearls of wisdom, harvested from Chapter 12 of the Book of Proverbs. The structure of the sermon could be described as three points, then three more points, three dual-purpose Proverbs, and a single concluding single-purpose Proverb. Here is a LINK about a literary perfectionist who liked to order his work into sets of three. Triads also formed a subtheme of the 1953 movie adaptation of H.G. Wells’ “War of the Worlds,” as did some supplementary religious material that was not to be found in the 1898 novel. Wells was no friend of religion!
 
Actor Lewis Martin
The good Reverend in the 1953 movie “War of the Worlds” tries to appeal to the alien invaders’ humanity, but gets martyred for his trouble. They ain’t human! I pray Pastor Russell fares better with his attempt.
The first trio of points on the sermon notes was entitled  “There are 3 Huge Challenges Most People Face.”
  • The first Challenge is that we see things from our own perspective only! The pastor noted that, if we defined life only as we see it, then we will constantly be in trouble (Here is a nice LINK  to an article attributed to the daily devotional “Maranatha” that lambasts selfishness. It is NOT from Maranatha Media, a hot bed of heresy that quacks just like a mainstream Adventist duck).
  • The second Challenge is that we are prone to jump to quick conclusions. Pastor Russell warned us about not taking into consideration the “big picture,” and of not taking into consideration what others may be thinking. We only deal with what we can see (Here is another “Maranatha” LINK that includes this criticism of those who engage in hasty devotion: “With hurried steps they press through the circle of Christ’s loving presence, pausing perhaps for a moment within the sacred precincts, but not waiting for counsel”).
  • The third Challenge was an elaboration of the second. We are more Reactive than Reflective. Nobody can do anything right, Pastor Russell said, unless the action coincides with their personal notion of what constitutes right (meaning what is good for #1). Personal prejudices are mistakenly embraced as a universal truths ( Judges 21:25, a remembrance of the “dark ages” of the children of Israel reveals that “In those days there was no king in Israel: every man did that which was right in his own eyes”). Such delusions of personal infallibility render one a ready judge of those deemed unequal to our own presupposed state of perfection. But judgement is the perogative of God alone. “You can’t judge nobody,” the pastor asserted, using bad grammar on purpose, in order to make his point very plain. “Look at your neighbor and say, ‘you can’t judge nobody!'”
The name of Peter was now introduced in to the sermon. This disciple had more than a few problems.  Pastor Russell described him as an “impulsive and reactive person.”

Peter and Malchus.
Peter and Malchus. I considered Van Gogh’s “Self Portrait with Bandaged Ear,” but backed off when I discovered how ubiquitous this cross-reference is.
Impulsive and reactive people are also prone to violence, the pastor remarked. Peter often went overboard with his reactions. Three instances of Assumptions made by Peter were provided (Peter’s denial of Christ just may be the most famous “three-peat” in Scripture). The three Assumptions were sprinkled with extracts from the events surrounding the arrest of Jesus in the garden of Gethsemane. Peter, not for the first time, fails to savor the things of God. He “goes off,” and cuts off a man named Malchus’s ear. The third, and final, of the three verses from John provided in the sermon notes most thoroughly encapsulated the Gospel truth, and makes hash of Peter’s Assumption that Jesus may have been unwilling to face the trial that awaited Him. It was John 18:11: “Then said Jesus unto Peter, Put up thy sword into the sheath: the cup which my Father hath given me, shall I not drink it?”
  • Peter Assumed he knew the bigger picture. The pastor provided an aside which served as an indictment of certain “know it all” types. He recalled some speakers at church business meetings that displayed some real “attitude.” He related that he wished he could have addressed them as follows: “Calm yourself! Take some Prozac!” A “know it all” outlook leaves no room for the Spirit to do His work inside of us. “Sometimes,” the pastor observed, “because we don’t [truly] understand, we can miss what God is trying to do.” He tries to draw close to us. Our smug insularity repels Him.
  • Peter Assumed he knew the best course of action. The best course of action was to “fight fire with fire.” He did not weld his sword in vain. Christ miraculously restored the damage to Malchus’s ear that was the fruit of Peter’s impetuosity. Pastor Russell offered a wry comment: “If you are the type who is always drawing a sword, you are going to loose a lot of the people around you.”
  • Peter Assumed he was well acquainted with God’s purposes. But this is where John 18:11 was inserted into the sermon notes. God’s purpose in that cold night was nothing short of the redemption of the human race. Peter’s purpose was infinitely less significant, and not in the least an admirable one. Jesus orders Peter to “put away your sword.” Pastor alluded to another lesson from the Epistle of James when he stated that, “sometimes we need to put away our sword,” and then added that, “our worst weapon is our tongue” (James 3:6 reveals that “The tongue also is a fire, a world of evil among the parts of the body. It corrupts the whole body, sets the whole course of one’s life on fire, and is itself set on fire by hell”).

Mick Jagger

Pastor Russell now informed the congregation that he simultaneously hoped, and did not hope, that they would take offense at his next comments.  But it was imperative that he get his message through to us (even if it meant not “pulling his punches”). It appeared that selected members of the assembly had recently not been “representing Christ” (Elder Irene Bowden’s term). Proverbs 12:16, in the manner of most proverbs, states both the problem and the solution. It was the first of four that were printed in the sermon notes.
  • “A fool is quick-tempered, but a wise person stays calm when insulted.” (NLT)
The pastor recruited a member of the congregation in order to create a tableau of a hypothetical interpersonal dialogue. “If someone should insult you, your natural reaction is to insult them back,” he observed, “but as a Christian, your job is to NOT insult the person back!” The second Proverb, like the first, advised that the injured party should not simply “turn the other cheek,” but should apply some balm to the smarting cheeks of others. It was Proverbs 12:18.
  • “Some people make cutting remarks, but the words of the wise bring healing.” (NLT)
Pastor Russell noted that “we all know people like that.”

Don Rickles

The pastor was referring to “makers of cutting remarks. Most of us also know a “wise healer” or two, but they are much harder to find than the possessors of acid tongues. He had some advice for the men that were present [although gander sauce is often used upon gooses, as well]. As godly men, we must help to bring about healing. This comment served to raise the issue of domestic tranquility, which would be revisited shortly. The third proverb shared the negative/positive structure of the previous two. It was Proverbs 12:10:

“Deceit fills hearts that are plotting evil; joy fills hearts that are planning peace!” (NLT)

Some reference was made by the pastor to the double-minded ways of “church people,” who show up for services dressed in sheep’s clothing. But it is easy to adopt a sanctified demeanor in church. “The hardest place to practice Christianity,” he revealed, “is in the home.” The pastor went on to say that, “as a Christian, I choose life. As a Christian, I choose healing.”

family worship

The fourth Proverb cited was not of the positive/negative class. In this one, bad has presumably been overcome, and a determination has been made to eschew bickering and backbiting. It displayed admirable resolve, and was laser-focused. It hailed from the same neighborhood (Chapter 12) as its three predecessors, and represented the concluding Proverb of the Chapter, and the concluding Proverb of Pastor Russell’s sermon. It was Proverbs 12:28:

“The way of the godly leads to life; that path does not lead to death.” (NLT)

“As this political heats up, you are going to see things heat up. People will start acting crazy!” But, as Bereans [and this case of rhetorical Synecdoche did not let non-Bereans off the hook], we were going to have to resolve to occupy the higher ground. We were admonished to “plan for peace,” and to not make cutting remarks. If a situation becomes too overheated, we may even have to defer our attempts to smooth ruffled feathers. “Sometimes the best course is to just walk away,” Pastor Russell observed. “It ain’t worth it! Perhaps they are not worth it!”

Daffy Duck and Tasmanian Devil

The speaker confessed that he is not always hip to the latest trends and offerings of music in the Christian genre. But he had recently, in the course of his peripatetic ministry, been exposed to the song “Just to Know Him,” by Chicago Pastor Charles Jenkins [my cat advises me not to mention that the chorus of this song, starting at 1:28 on the YouTube link, shares the melody of the chorus from the Eagles song “Take It Easy“]. The pastor was in public, worshipping, and this song provoked some deep contemplation: God’s primary desire is that we get to know him. Our greatest desire should be identical to God’s. This knowledge would serve to forever keep us from loosing our composure. The song is sandwiched into the sermon at time marker 2:12:45.

At the end of the song, Pastor Russell’s wife Brenda came to stand next to him. “I’ve made up my mind” (a real quote, and not a pseudo quote, as this summation demands an eyewitness report), “that the place I need to be Christian most is with this woman right here. And the only way I can do that is that I know God. For if I don’t know God, then everything in my life goes, everything is imbalanced for me. But when I make the focus of my life to know God, to know God, then God has this way of shaping your heart, of shaping your temperament, of shaping your responses to life. But when I do not know God, when I do not spend time with God, and Him converting me, and changing me, then even when people try to speak spiritual things to you, you are rejected.” Self subsumes Spirit. A Christian attitudes falls by the wayside. Out self-justification does not justify us in the eyes of our Creator (the song was briefly reprised at this point).

Robert Duvall in Apocalypse Now
My cat has just informed me that this is the worst possible image I could have chosen to illustrate the concept of “maintaining your composure in the face of disruptive events.” Robert Duvall in “Apocalypse Now.”
The pastor reminded us that we could not live as a Christian based on our own strength. We would need the Holy Spirit to be our helper, A closing prayer included a mention of the short-sightedness that can provoke bad reactions to people and situations. We were exhorted to remain calm in the midst of calamity. Proverbs 12:16 was restated, “A fool is quick-tempered, but a wise person stays calm when insulted.” The content of Proverbs 12:18 was recapped, with an admonition that we not make “cutting remarks,” but that our words would rather heal. “The way of the Godly leads to life…” The message of Proverbs 12:18, the last verse of Chapter 12, concluded the prayer. The way that leads to death was not to be our way. “That’s not us; we just don’t receive that.” Christ constrains us. Life and death is in the power of the tongue, so Pastor Russell prayed that our tongues “be for life.” By our words shall we be justified, and by our words we shall be condemned, so Pastor Russell prayed, “Lord, let our words justify us.” And, penultimately, “I pray that if there is anyone in this city who will be Christians 24/7, it’s us, in this room right here.” We were enjoined to exhibit a higher system of values, one that comes straight from heaven. “All the time. All the time.”

Berean Congregation
A “thought balloon” placed over many of the heads in this photograph would probably read, “Surely the pastor is talking about someone other than myself!”
Pastor Russell prayed on behalf of himself, his wife, and the rest of the assembly that we could be “true Christians.” A hope was expressed that those outside of the congregation never hear of dissention and division being displayed by the members of Berean. The pastor enjoined us to only speak words of healing. He urged us to consider potentially incendiary situations from other people’s viewpoints, to “walk in their shoes” [I have to throw in First Corinthians 10:24 at this point: “Don’t be concerned for your own good but for the good of others” (NLT)]. On the YouTube video, the pastor’s prayer is artfully illustrated by some views of the ten commandments at this point, specifically those that deal with interpersonal relationships. Pastor Russell reminded us that “the thing we will carry to heaven is our character.” God desires that His character be perfectly reproduced in us. Those who manage this emulation are those who will be carried to heaven. “We love you God, with all of our hearts. In Jesus’ name, Amen.”

The national embrace of the sermons topic seemed to narrow to the Berean congregation in the final minutes, but the last few statements included the whole of humanity. The remedy for dissonance, dissent, and division is to be like God Himself. The way we effect this is both by receiving His Spirit, and keeping His commandments. The way to know God, and His will for us, is through prayer, and by knowledge of His Word. The fruits of this are peace on earth and eternal life. These are results worth seeking.

fredrick and Brenda Russell
We depart this post out of the same door we entered. Pastor and Mrs. Russell, May 14, 2016.

Blessed Assurance The Jazz Version


Sunday, May 8, 2016

The Braves used to be "America's Team." Also from the ATL:"America's Preacher," Austin Humphreys on Psalm 122

Pastor Austin Humphreys’ Sermon “Grace Let Me In”

One.
My Christian Facebook friends love to send me jpegs of Bible verses. This “David” is my first effort to make one.
The May 7, 2016 Sabbath Celebration at Berean Seventh-day Adventist Church featured a sermon by Pastor Austin Humphreys. It was based upon a very familiar statement by David, one recorded in Psalm 122:1 (the pastor utilized the New King James version, but the KJV translation is so ingrained into the minds of everyone, most later translations leave it unmolested): “I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of the Lord.”

Here, as usual, is a link to the ENTIRE SERVICE. Pastor Austin Humphreys’ sermon is titled “Grace Let Me In.”  It starts at time marker 1:31:35. Pastor Humphreys’ sermon was crafted in a manner that would have made it a perfect preface to an “appeal.” It came as a surprise to me that there was none. The prospects will keep for another few weeks, I am confident. The mothers in attendance at today’s service were all presented with a long-stemmed rose (are there many short-stemmed ones, I wonder), and honored with an al fresco reception after the service.

Music for the service was provided by three separate ensembles, but the three keyboardists who backed these groups were a common denominator. In World War Two, when you mentioned The Big Three, the people around you knew that you were referring to Roosevelt, Churchill, and Stalin. At Berean, the “Big Three” consists of Luther Washington II, Bruce Seawood, and Natalie Raggins. The last person is a semi-regular. She has exhibited more restraint in regard to her chromatic fantasies as of late. I know that I had nothing to do with this. They were always interesting! I am likewise endeavoring to “cool my jets,” but relative to the “Big Three,” I don’t even qualify as a tin pot dictator. I know just enough about the subject to be able to appreciate real talent. That may be why they used to educate schoolkids about art and music. I hear that these programs have become woefully underfunded nowadays (although the link below to “Michael Tompkins” reveals that they are not yet extinct).  I will now facetiously state that they are all “better of without it!” “Ignorance is bliss!” “A little learning is a dangerous thing!” A former acquaintance of mine once tried to insult me. “You read too many books,” he venomously proclaimed. His life consisted of eating, sleeping, and glorying in the magnitude of his superiority.

Two.
This Michael Tompkins is not a Berean. He attends Shiloh SDA Church in Norcross GA (home of Waffle House HQ). Here is a link to this man’s organization, Hightower Trail Middle School Orchestra in Marietta.
The Berean men’s vocal group, “Men in Christ,” was under the direction of Michael Tompkins, who is now listed in the church bulletin as “Director.” He humbly revealed to me once that he “played the piano,” but must have been sandbagging some far greater capabilities. He is very modest, and I am very shy, so I can’t question him directly about anything. I am a master of conjecture, however. How many Adventists with musical proclivities named Michael Tompkins can there be in this world? Here is one who’s Linked-in profile I have relocated. His name is Michael Tompkins, but he is not the Berean Deacon and Director of that name. He does, however, work within a twenty mile radius of Berean. You are free to jump to the same conclusions that I have, in regard to these matters of public record. What about me? Who cares! My life and attitudes are all on display, even though they are not the least bit significant, and of absolutely no interest to anyone. The best thing about Christian regeneration is that it leaves you with nothing that you feel compelled to hide. It is fun to be boring!

HOW DID I EVER WIND UP IN THIS FANCY PLACE? “GRACE LET ME IN” ACCORDING TO PASTOR AUSTIN HUMPHREYS

The YouTube record of this sermon has already been viewed by over 400 people as of Sunday morning, 5/5/2016. I am not one of them, My technology, like the late Howard Hughes, often takes a notion to exclude the outside world. This summary will be impressionistic as a result. Anything that appears as a quote is, in reality, a pseudo-quote. Instances of “repetition” will only be noted, and not replicated.

Call it thirten.
Even the fire exits at Berean Seventh-day Adventist Church are fancy. America stood an the threshold of a new era when this edifice was built, way back in 1962. It was the best of times, It was the worst of times.
Since I can’t view the video, and I was not taking notes (because I was praying) memory will have to serve as a flawed record of the opening prayer. In this prayer, Pastor Austin Humphreys referred to the podium, or lectern, or pulpit (take your pick) as the “Holy Desk.” That is a great description. For the pastor, this was another “day at the office.” This Holy Desk, and the grand piano, were not really designed to be portable, as they are both very heavy, but varied functions often require that they be relocated.

Pastor Humphreys commenced by noting that there are “moments in our lives that are filled with joy and gratitude.” Some examples were provided. They are sometimes overwhelming, and they seem to come from out of the blue.

A year ago, Pastor Humphreys got lost in an airport in England (link is to Heathrow. Is there any other?). He did not have much time left before he had to be on board, homeward bound, back to the spouse he sorely missed. He needed assistance badly. He could not spot any Americans around him, of whom he might inquire as to how he could get to where he had to be. He asked a local for help. “Sir, you are on the wrong side of the airport,” she revealed to the despondent pastor. He scanned the crowd, and his eyes alighted on a brown man. The pastor digressed a moment in order to note the American tradition of mutual acknowledgement between African American men, even though they may not be acquainted with each other. It represents a kind of reciprocal “congratulations” in regard to the fact that each has managed to survive in this crazy world (this topic was included, for comic effect, in a  movie that was recently premiered at Berean, Anthony Hackett’s “Love Different“). Motorcycle riders do the same thing.

Fourteen.
London’s Heathrow is the busiest airport in Europe, but Atlanta’s Hartsfield-Jackson is the busiest airport in the world! We have the bragging rights. So I am bragging! The runway layout of the two is almost identical.
The pastor approached the man, an employee of the airport, uncertain as to whether he would be able to establish an instant bond with the stranger. “What’s up, brother?” The pastors greeting was returned in a manner that gave him cause for optimism. “I’m just maintaining,” the worker familiarly responded. The pastor spelled out his dilemma. The airport employee was not without influence. In a jiffy, the pastor was onboard a transport that in normally reserved for old folks, and speedily bound for his distant gate. Fraternity, with an assist by God, was experiencing one of those “moments that fill one with joy and gratitude” that he had mentioned at the outset of his sermon. But this point, edifying though it may be, was not the main point that the speaker was trying to make. The climax came when he reached the proper gate, and walked on to his flight. Pastor Humphreys expressed his relief and gratitude with this statement:

“I was happy when they said to me, step onto the airplane!”

His thanks to God was emphasized by a list of praises to Him that repeated the word “God” about eight times. Rhythm was now a component of the presentation.
“King David had accomplished much in his life,” (a pseudo-quote) “but of all of his great accomplishments, the greatest excitement he ever experienced was when he was invited to ‘go into the house of the Lord.'” It was indeed a magnificent edifice. It was often filled with pilgrims from all around the ancient Near East, aware that it was a place wherein God could resolve whatever issues they brought before Him. It was clean. It was neat. It was resplendent.

I Like it!
I forgot where I put this image of the Tabernacle, one used for a song that is best forgotten. It makes the portable building look less like a tent, and more like a church. The worship was all within the compound.
David definitely had his enemies. Outside of the tabernacle, he often walked about with a target pinned to his back. His world, like ours, was torn by contention. The speaker noted four or five contemporary issues that trouble the world outside of the doors of our church. Among these societal ills was mentioned the inordinate percentage of African Americans that are being murdered, troubles that plague our communities and schools, and the backstabbing ways of many who hold positions of leadership. “Outside, things were not good,” Pastor Humphreys remarked, shifting the time-frame back to King David’s day. David knew that the Lord was not surprised by what was going on the outside world (the pastor does not deny the omniscience of God, and frequently alludes to this fact), but David, and other potential supplicants, knew where the solution lay. Not outside, but inside; inside the tabernacle. Pastor Humphreys emphasized the sanctity of this place by referring to one of Moses’s initial encounters with the Lord, imitating the tone of a father chastising his son. “Boy! Take your shoes off! This is Holy Ground!”

The omniscience of God was reasserted with a recollection of the pastor’s boyhood in Huntsville, Alabama (you will recall that the pastor is a “PK”). His father would occasionally take he and his siblings to an Imax theater. Sometimes the action onscreen would nearly scare the youngsters to death. But the kids would look at their father, and be impressed by how calm he seemed to be, despite the cinematic insanity (I can draw an unspoken metaphor from this, one that posits life as a screenplay, and God as a screenwriter, but it reeks too much of Calvinistic determinism). The reason that the pastor’s father could maintain his composure was that he had “seen it all before” (I have just been criticizing, in the preamble of this post, my former employer’s, and by extension, Solomon’s weltschmerz that was the result of the canonization of this “done seen it all” attitude). God really has seen it all.

Fifteen.
Highly copyrighted, I guarantee, but this detail from a Charles Adams cartoon sort of puts Uncle Fester in the same position as Pastor Humphreys’ father (who was also named Pastor Humphreys) was in at the Imax.
Pastor Humphreys referred to verse 4 of the Psalm 122, which reads “Where the tribes go up, the tribes of the Lord, unto the testimony of Israel, to give thanks unto the name of the Lord.” The tabernacle was (as was the later first temple) a destination for pilgrims from throughout the known world, kind of like Lourdes (Marian apparitions), Guadalupe (Marian apparitions), and Fatima (more Marian apparitions). But God Himself was the denizen of the tabernacle in Jerusalem, and not the idolatrous memory of some mortal (albeit a most blessed one). Pilgrims to the tabernacle energetically, in the spirit of fellowship, confessed the greatness of God to one another. They laid aside all of their prejudices and troubles at the threshold. A comparison of this level of sanctity was made to some contemporary worshipers. “Some professional Christian seem to ignore this good example, comparing themselves to others, manifesting judgmental attitudes. Rather than comparing themselves with themselves, they should be comparing themselves with God!” This is another pseudo-quote by myself. The pastor’s next statement emphasized our unworthiness, when measured against God’s perfect standard. “Woe unto me! I am undone,” he quoted. The source is Isaiah 6:5:

“Then said I, Woe is me! for I am undone; because I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips: for my eyes have seen the King, the Lord of hosts.”

Save me, Lord, from lying lips and from deceitful tongues” reads Verse 2. Psalm 121 (a “greatest hit”) reveals the source of God’s assistance: “I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills…” I have to use the KJV, in order to digress about the third oldest (1950) recurrent outdoor dramas in this country, “Unto These Hills,” is the story of the Cherokee Indians. This was the brainchild of the grandfather of one of the rich kids I grew up with (a la “The Richest Caveman“), back in the hills. It was, and remains, a real “cash cow.” Former “Dukes of Hazard” regular, and Georgia Congressman Ben Jones got his start acting in this company.

I am through writing!
A penultimate scene from the Oberammergau Passion Play. There is now a shed over the audience, so only the actors are outdoors. The Bavarians don’t actually nail the players to their crosses, but in some places they do!
The previous aside leads right into another, thereby extending these digressions. Another Southern-fried thespian, Andy Griffith, similarly cut his chops in yet another North Carolina outdoor drama, the “Lost Colony,” which happens to be the oldest outdoor drama in the USA (1937). As a method of getting back on topic, here is a link to an outdoor drama that has been around for 382 years, the Oberammergau Passion Play in Germany. Like “Unto These Hills,” the script has been modified through the years for purposes of doctrinal purity and political correctness. This Passion Play, like Mel Gibson’s movie on the subject, has proved to be another enduring “cash cow” for the Bavarian village that plays host to it.

The pastor recreated the scene of one of the frequent visits that David made to the House of the Lord. He had previously noted that the people in the tabernacle were undoubtedly sharing testimonies. They were literally competing against one another, seeing who could come up with the most extravagant relation of the goodness of God. Pastor Humphreys compared them to a group of children who had just received gifts, and expressed their gratitude by extolling the virtues of their new possessions (this kind of praise was a component of Amerindian “Potlatches,” where the status of the host is not tied to how much he has, but to how much he gives away; more historical fodder you can build a sermon around). When David passed through the gate, and into the tabernacle, the pastor conjectured that he may have been singing to the Lord in a manner similar to this one:

“Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come.
Tis Grace has brought me safe thus far,
and Grace will lead us home.”

Sixteen?
A watercolor by James G. Swan of the Klallam people redistributing the wealth of the tribe in the context of a highly formalized “Potlatch.” This is sort of what the Berean Food Pantry does every Wednesday, 1 to 5.
David knew he did not deserve to be there. He was upfront with God concerning his many shortcomings. Pastor Humphries contrasted the humility of David with some of the smug and self-important attitudes displayed by more of those “professional Christians.” “They won’t even remove their masks long enough to allow God to fix their problems,” the preacher lamented. With respect to David, it was WYSIWYG (my bizarre contribution). David was no pureblooded Hebrew. Technically, he was in violation of Deuteronomy 23:3 by even being there: “An Ammonite or Moabite shall not enter into the congregation of the Lord; even to their tenth generation shall they not enter into the congregation of the Lord forever.”

David was not too many generation removed from his ancestress Ruth, Boaz’s mate. She was a daughter of Moab. I will make some halfhearted statements concerning the structure of Pastor Humphreys’ sermon at this point. Perhaps their lack of specificity will insulate me from charges of being obsessed with “form,” at the expense of “content.” But as I noted earlier, the form and content of the pastor’s sermons are inextricably linked. This close association transcends the simple contours of craftsmanship, and elevates the presentation into the exalted category of “art.” The sequential statement of the ancestry of David, as recorded in the Bible, set up another rhythm. It built into a crescendo which could be labeled “climax #1.” The Hammond organ, which traditionally serves as a kind of Greek chorus during the conclusions to the pastor’s talks, was introduced at this time. The fact of the unworthiness of David (and ourselves) was underscored, but the goodness and grace of God triumphantly countered our unfit condition. The contest between sin and grace was won by grace. The termination of “climax #1” was a reiteration this sermon’s theme by the preacher:

“I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of the Lord!”

“Is there anyone here who can say that my past was messed up, but I am glad that God has invited me in anyway?”

“I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of the Lord!”

Eleventy Seven!
Saint Augustine writes that the barbarians who sacked Rome spared those who sought sanctuary in Christian churches. This photo was taken May 22, 1961, during a similar scenario in Montgomery. Dr. King was inside.
Some more contrasts between the badness of the past, and the goodness of the Lord, were provided (in a rhythmical manner, needless to say). The atmosphere in the sanctuary became temporarily discharged, as Pastor Humphreys assumed a more intimate delivery style.

“We all have messes in our lives!” [a paraphrase] “Church folk [those pesky “professional Christians, again] will take these messes and use them to tear you down! God will take these messes, and use them to build you up!” David messed up real good, the pastor reminded us, but came out from under the shadow of these transgressions, and emerged a much better person. We need to cut people some slack [pariphrasis in extremis]. Pastor Humphreys expressed his disgust for hypocrisy by exclaiming, “I am tired of people always trying to throw your past in your face!” The second crescendo was fast approaching. [David was not perfect. I am not perfect. You are not perfect. Pastor Humphreys was soon to reveal that he, too, was not perfect]

“God had called David out of a messy family. But He had a plan for him.” The pastor then confessed to his own inadequacies. But he knew that, like the case of David, theses shortcomings would not keep God from using him to further His work. “I’m glad that God is still using me! I’m glad that God left me in!” This last exclamation marked the appearance of “climax #2,” and the Hammond organ chorus now took a short break, saving its breath for the finale.

One Google.
Pastor Humphreys thoughtfully projected a diagram on the big screens that displayed David’s direct descent from one of those hated Moabites, Ruth, wife of Boaz.
As usual, a dry recitation of the course of the sermon does very little to communicate the efficacy of the Gesamtkuntwerk (“total work of art.” Don’t ask me how to pronounce it! Some wag will inform me that they were previously acquainted with this term, and don’t understand why I would bother to “reinvent the wheel” of their erudition). Both intellect and emotions of the congregation were now fully engaged by the content and form of the sermon. We were truly thankful that God extended his grace in order for us to be admitted into His residence, and exceedingly joyful to be there. Many rose to their feet, including my unnamed role model. If I had not been frantically scribbling away, I would have jumped to my feet as well. Again, calm descended upon us.

Pastor Humphreys resumed his address, speaking in a “still, small voice,” Intimate, personal affairs would lay a foundation for the final “metaphor” of this Sabbath’s sermon [one that was extended enough to qualify as an allegory, I suppose], and blaze a trail towards “climax #3.” The pastor can extract theological elixirs from the most unlikely of incidents. This is a handy skill for a pastor to have! The concluding remarks described the joys of a recently attended concert, related this event, by proxy, to the present joys of this Sabbath’s corporate worship, and came to roost with a revelation of the  greater joy that will come when Jesus returns. It was very Adventist, this final anecdote.

The end?
Before Chuck Barris invented “The Gong Show,” there was legendary stage hook. The venue that the pastor and his wife attended must have lacked one.
Pastor Humphreys related how he had recently escorted his wife to a musical event. They had managed to acquire some really good seats. Anticipation had been building, for the “main attraction” was a noteworthy performer. The pastor and his wife arrived at the venue, and assumed their good seats. But the prelude was long, way to long. And the music was bad. The singer was bad. The songs were all unknown ones. There was way too much chatter between the songs. A nearby lady patron overheard the negative comments that were being made about this excruciating build-up. “I hear you,” the lady responded, “but I came too far to get here, not to get what I came for!” The tedium and the torture persisted for what felt like an eternity, but at last the concertgoers were put out of their collective misery. The headliner assumed center stage.

“I know you waited a long time! But I am here now!” The audience nearly went out of their minds. The waiting was over. What they had anxiously anticipated was now present with them. They started to shout, and the shouting did not stop. It persisted throughout the remainder of the event. Climax #3 was approaching. Pastor Humphreys revealed the moral of his story. “All God wants us to do is endure the prelude of life. He will satisfy our desires at the end!”

The intensity got ratcheted up a notch or two. “I don’t know about you, but I am so glad the God took me in! [Here the unifying theme was restated, marking both apex, and culmination of the third crescendo]

“I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of the Lord!”

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A diagram of Pastor Humphreys’ tripartite sermon.
Pastor Fredrick Russell was not present for today’s service. There is no telling where on the planet he might be, as could literally be anywhere. He often makes provision that an appropriate song provides a brief musical interlude near the conclusion of his sermons. He did not invent this technique, but he deploys it often, and to good effect. It sets the mood for an appeal. Guest Pastor Furman Fordham used this technique prior to his appeal at the end of last week’s sermon. I am not very observant, but this Sabbath was one of the first times I can remember Pastor Humphreys enlisting song as an adjunct to his remarks.

 In the calm that reigned in the aftermath of his last vehement quotation of Psalm 122:1, an edifying song was introduced. It was “Were It Not For Grace,” a song that is so connected to its creator, Larnelle Harris, it is hard to find a version on the internet that is not by him.
The Berean edition of the song was sung by a female soloist, and can be found at time marker 2:09:05. The song was first released in 1995. “Beauty and the Beast” is from 1991. The two songs share one line of melody, the principal one. Five identical notes. Five disparate syllables. (My cat used to intercede at times like this to proclaim “Who cares!) The groundwork for an appeal was well laid, but, as noted, there would be none today. I am confident that this particular sermon will, in some form, see the light of day again. Pastor Humphreys is such a youth, he may still be peaching when Jesus returns, should His Father choose to delay this much anticipated event. It should be redeployed frequently, for it is an effective weapon in the war against the forces that would be all too glad to see you suffer condemnation. It emphasizes the grace of God. And it also emphasizes the fact that attendance at church is not a chore. It is, rather, an honor, and a privilege, and a joy! Here, out of sequence, but nevertheless welcome, is a final restatement of the theme:

“I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of the Lord!”


No comment!

Some summary statements by the pastor followed the song. They were epigrammatic. The inclusive nature of the congregation at the tabernacle was mentioned: “Big or small, they all brought it to God!” The infallible nature of God’s provision for us was noted: “Is there anything too hard for God?”

A closing prayer, like the opening prayer, alluded to useful work that Pastor Austin Humphreys does every day. The opening prayer remarked upon the tools of his trade, the “Holy Desk.” The closing prayer, far from containing a statement of his qualifications for the job, might be described as a statement of his inadequacies. But anyone who had been paying the least bit of attention to this Sabbath’s sermon, “Grace Let Me In,” knew that the pastor was not referring to himself alone when he thanked God for…

“Turning this mess into ministry!”

This is a description of every child of God who comes to a knowledge of the truth. Step one fixes the mess. This is a matter of faith. Step two turns you into a minister, just like Austin Humphreys. This is a matter of works. Vous travaillez?

You!
Evangelism in China, circa 1870. In 1888, an Adventist layman named Abram La Rue carried news of the second Advent to Hong Kong. The “professional” missionaries arrived 14 years later, in 1902.

Saturday, May 7, 2016

Dossier of Michael Tompkins

Michael Tompkins

Orchestra Director at Hightower Trail Middle School
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Background

Summary

I have played cello since the age of 5. I studied music at Southern Adventist University and received my Masters Degree in Music Education from the University of Tennessee, Knoxville. I have been teaching middle school orchestra at Campbell Middle School for 11 years.

My primary job at Campbell Middle School was to teach string instruments to 6th-8th graders. I have developed a successful program of over 260 students a year. I am in charge of planning performances for school and community events. I also prepare 7th and 8th graders for State Large Group Performance Evaluations. We have consistently received Superior and Excellent ratings at these evaluations. I also help coordinate a Disney World trip with the rest of our Music Department each year.

I am also the director and founder of:
Campbell Fiddlers- group of students who meet once a week to learn and perform fiddle and folk tunes.

Campell Symphonic Orchestra- audition only advanced group of students who meet once a week to learn and perform more challenging repertoire.

Experience

Orchestra Director

Hightower Trail Middle School
– Present (2 years)Marietta
* Teach string instruments to 6th-8th graders.
* Planning performances for school and community events.
* Prepare 7th and 8th graders for GMEA Large a Group Performance Evaluations.
* Coach students for All-State and Honor Orchestra Auditions
* Prepare students for GMEA Solo & Ensemble

Keyboard Musician

Northeast Community Church
– Present (3 years 6 months)norcross, georgia
My primary job is playing keyboards for the praise team and Mass choir.

Orchestra Director

Campbell Middle School
– (11 years)smyrna, georgia
My primary job at Campbell Middle School has been to teach string instruments to 6th-8th graders. I have developed a successful program of over 260 students a year. I am in charge of planning performances for school and community events. I also prepare 7th and 8th graders for State Large a Group Performance Evaluations. We have consistently received Superior and Excellent ratings at these evaluations. I also help coordinate a Disney World trip with the rest of our Music Department each year.

I am also the director and founder of:
Campbell Fiddlers- group of students wo meet once a week to learn and perform fiddle and folk tunes.

Campell Symphonic Orchestra- audition only advanced group of students who meet once a week to learn and perform more challenging repertoire.

Education

University of Tennessee-Knoxville

Master of Music, Music Teacher Education
Activities and Societies: Symphony Orchestra, Graduate Assistant

Southern Adventist University

Bachelor of Science (B.S.), Music
Symphony Orchestra, Principal Cellist. Pianist for gospel choir.

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