conspire! contribution

I was asked to contribute to the latest issue of Conspire! magazine. You can see it on pages 16 and 17:


Here's what I originally submitted:
So, you’ve read Jesus for President and it changed your life! You’ve now joined the growing droves of Claibornagains–those young, twenty-something white folks, growing dreads, leaving the suburbs, headed to the city to join or start a community and save all the poor people in Shane’s, er, I mean Jesus’ name. I applaud your idealism. I envy your energy. I covet your beard and I want your single-gear bike... But there are just a few things to take into consideration.

This isn’t youth group. As awesome as it is to live with all these people, it’s hard. I used to think that as long as you all loved Jesus, you could live this way with anyone. It’s not true. Some of us are meant for each other. It’s almost like a marriage. In fact, coming up with a written “commitment” is never a bad idea with this kind of thing.

Don’t be a tourist. When it comes to communities such as these, tourists are those that think they can move in for a year or less, develop deep relationships and save the city. This stuff takes time. A long time. Most of us haven’t a clue what God has in store for us in our neighborhoods for years. And don’t think relationships are any easier! For those that can only experience this for a short time, enjoy it, soak it in. You will get a lot more than you will ever be able to give in such a short time. And that’s okay. Just know that this stuff doesn’t happen over night. You can have a wonderful plan. But you have no idea what God has in store for you.

You’re not St. Francis. That’s right, birds probably won’t rest on your finger and tell you what’s been going on in the neighborhood. If one does, get a book deal and fast! My point is that you’re not perfect, you’re not the epitome of selflessness and God (and Shane) is okay with that. Maybe you’ll forget to recycle or compost. Or maybe you just enjoy a greasy hamburger or latte now and then. Don’t kill yourself over this.

This is not a new and awesome idea. Shane, nor you, didn’t invent this. The Holy Spirit has been calling God’s people to this for centuries. Know that you follow a long line of people trying to live in prophetic ways. And not all of them are dead. So, you would be wise to go find some of them and learn from them.

You wouldn’t be in this if you weren’t an idealist. I’m not saying you should check your idealism at the door. You’ll need it. You need those ideals, you need that hope that got you to this point in the first place. Just be realistic. Be practical. And constantly ask yourself is this sustainable?
Obviously, the magazine decided to cut my tongue-in-cheek statements about Mr. Claiborne. For the record, I really appreciate Shane and his work. I was more intending to make jest of the fanaticism surrounding him... he is a clown afterall.

a new job...


I guess that I'm now two weeks in to it, it's safe to say that I have a new job. I am the interim production manager for an audio publishing company based in San Diego, christianaudio. Not sure yet if this is a long term job or not. The people are great. It's a fun work environment. My friend Cory started the company 6 years ago and they are growing well–I met Cory 16 years ago when we both played music in local bands... his being much more successful than mine.

The cynic in me wants to scoff at some of their titles but they've got some gems as well. Now that I have a 35 minute commute each morning and evening, I've listened to some good books actually. If you're into audio books, I'd encourage you to download the Wendell Berry novels. The narration is art... and it doesn't hurt to reading from one of America's greatest writers.

Thanks to all of those that were praying, searching and hoping with me over the last nine months!

didn't see this coming...

The Kominas, a Muslim punk band from NYC. Their MySpace tagline? "I fought Allah and Allah one." Nice. Controversial in the Muslim community it seems but interesting tunes to say the least. I'm intrigued. Check 'em out.

HT: 30Mosques

MWR column



I mentioned my idea of incarne recently and mentioned that I wrote an article for Mennonite Weekly Review's Urban Connections column this month. You can read the article online here. Here's a blurb from it:

"For Anabaptists, immigration is part of our history. Many Mennonites can look to their family heritage to see the story of a people who were continually moving from one part of the world to another, seeking a place for their peculiar way of Christianity to be accepted. Our immigrant story gives us a unique affinity to the New Testament term, “strangers and aliens.”

At the beginning of John’s Gospel, we read that the Word was with God yet came to live among us in order to redeem us. One might say the Word immigrated to Earth from heaven. Jesus was an immigrant.

We follow a God who stoops down, becomes like us, serves us and saves us. And this same God in Jesus beckons us to follow him. What does it look like to follow the immigrant Jesus? To mimic his life within our own?"

Read the rest

Would appreciate your feedback either here or at MWR.

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9/11

Some rambling reflections for 9/11...

The Hawthorn House, the little community that is my "church," my best friends and housemates is an ecumenical bunch. We represent a variety of Christian backgrounds; Catholic, Southern Baptist, Episcopal, Vineyard, Presbyterian, non-denominational mega-church, and on. With that in mind, I'm often asked why I consider myself an Anabaptist. My father was raised in a Swedish/Norwegian Lutheran household in Minnesota. My mother grew up in Southern transplant family in Orange County, with a long tradition in the Foursquare church. They raised my brother and I in a Free Methodist church and I ended up on staff at a Southern Baptist church years ago. So, how'd I end up a convinced Anabaptist?

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new find: odosketch

Paige and I found this cool site called odosketch, which allows you to "paint" online Some people have done some pretty cool stuff. This is Paige's first attempt:

Back to School '09


Back to School '09
Originally uploaded by jasonevans.

The kids started school today... gotta love these two kids' faces!

new finds: storybird

My kids and I are digging Storybird. We made up a story together yesterday morning and Paige is working on another right now. Check out our first storybird here:

edupunks and the seminary

I've shared some thoughts and questions about theological education in the past here, here and here. With that in mind, Fast Company has an interesting article on the topic of changing culture and higher education entitled, "How Web-Savvy Edupunks Are Transforming American Higher Education." The article says in one part, "The challenge is not to bring technology into the classroom ... The challenge is to capture the potential of technology to lower costs and improve learning for all." And there are schools all over experimenting with this. Whether it be video of lectures, course content online, etc. It's all moving this direction. So, my mind moves to the question, "What are people looking for a higher education paying for then?!" To me the answer seems to be quite simple: the opportunity to learn within context with face-to-face dialog [relationship?]. It's not the content people are willing to pay for, it's interpersonal exchange and context that they will pay for. Certainly the dialog piece can happen over the web but there still seems to be something quite unique about the exchange that happens when applying what one learns in the same context.

How is this addressed in theological training?

What do you think? Do you agree with me? If not, why?

HT: Geoff Hsu for handing me a copy of FC

incarne

The LA Times has a great article by Hector Tobar on the effects of the border fence. In his article he writes:
We shouldn't forget the fence is there. It's a statement in steel about the rule of law. It's a reminder that millions of people continue to live among us who can be tossed back across at any moment. The fence is a symbol of the divisions that run deep in the California cities we call home and in the collective California psyche.
In cities, such as San Diego, where this divide is felt and seen quite clearly, what are we to do? As Christians–who claim to follow a man who established as society meant to be equitable and just for all people–what role are we to play in these places?

I was asked by Mennonite Weekly Review and Urban Connections to write an article about immigration since there will be a forum on this issue this month in Texas. In my article, I answered this question with one simple idea: learn to speak Spanish. Now, I know this is no easy task for some people. But it could have a profound effect on our communities in my opinion. And potentially begin to heal wounds inflicted by border fences.

Now this idea is directed primarily at people like me: white folks. But the idea simply goes like this:
  • Ask someone you know who speaks English yet whose primary language is Spanish and participates in a Latin American community to teach you and a few friends Spanish
  • Pay them to do this. Don't expect them to waste their time every week hanging out with you for free.
  • Make it fun. Try to make it conversational. Go on field trips to markets, festivals, etc. Don't just learn how to order food. Learn about the culture.
  • Go to a Spanish speaking church or mass service on a regular basis.
If churches across our city attempted to do this, the impact could be pretty interesting. First, it flips the standard social hierarchy on its head. Those that commonly serve get to lead and those that commonly lead have to listen. It's an incredibly practical way to begin addressing the idea of being an "incarnational" Christian (more on that later). And their is potential for healing some of the division Tobar writes about, even if in small, interpersonal ways.

This is all part of my incarne concept. Incarne is a mash up of two words: "incarnation" and "carne asada"

The incarnation is pretty obvious for most people that would read this blog. As Eugene Peterson interprets John 1, he writes that, “The Word became flesh and blood, and moved into the neighborhood. (v.14)” This is what incarnation is all about–becoming part of the fabric of a community in order to communicate God's good news in the manner in which that community will understand.

Carne asada is one of the great claims of San Diego: in order to find the best carne asada you have to come to San Diego. Not LA. Not Tijuana. San Diego. It's a tasty part of our culinary culture that is all our own.

For me, incarne encapsulates what it means to be a missional follower of Jesus in San Diego... yet I have my tongue firmly planted in my cheek because I know how cheesy it sounds. I still love it.

So, because I hate it when people spout ideas they never intend to do themselves, we're planning on hosting a conversational Spanish class in our neighborhood this fall. Our hope is that it will help close the divide between Spanish speaking and English speaking parents at our neighborhood school. We our honestly taking the cue from our kids. At their age, the playground often looks more like what we'd hope the world would be. But before our patterns change theirs, we hope to change our own.

I've shared this idea with others in cities that are now multi-language centers. I'd love to hear what your experiments with this bring, or just what you think about this idea in general.

say a little prayer for me...

Oh my. This has been a ridiculous week already and it's only Tuesday. If you think of it, say a little prayer for me, that I can keep up this week. The last four days have involved cleaning and repairs in the loft above our house. Some good friends have moved out and new friends move in today. In fact, several people have moved out recently, which has been sad. But we are excited for the new phases of life for our friends... I hate goodbye's... very bad at them. Anyways, later tonight, we have band practice (by the way we mixed our recording, songs will be posted soon). Tomorrow night, we have a EC planning meeting but are still trying to nail down a meeting place. I'm helping some friends plan a memorial service for their mother this weekend. My parents' home is close to the fires north of us, so I've been on the phone about twice a day with my dad, and my kids start school next week... I'm glad this weekend is a long weekend.