Monday, July 27, 2009

Dear Birmingham: Your past doesn't have to define you...

All of us have pieces of our past we would like to forget... Memories of when we weren't good enough, strong enough, smart enough, spiritual enough...or memories of when we were just down right wrong.

What can you do with all of that pain and regret? What can you do when you've failed not only on a personal level, but on a much more public level?

Chris shares two principles that can help move you towards wholeness in this second video of the Dear Birmingham series...

Monday, July 20, 2009

Dear Birmingham: You matter. We care.

Here's the introduction video to our new series at a2 Church titled, Dear Birmingham.

If God wrote a letter to this city what would He say? What would God say to a city with so much promise wrapped up in so much pain?

The memoirs of a guy who lived 2400 years ago might give us a clue. Nehemiah saw the city he loved at it's tortured worst. But God also gave him a glimpse of what that city could be and what that city should be. When Nehemiah took action, the miraculous occurred.



SHOUT OUT: This video was directed and shot by Chris Mileski. Photography by Chris Mileski, Kevin Johnson, Shannon Johnson and Caley Goins. Musical direction by Caley Goins. Script by cg.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

WHAT'S GOD CALLING YOU TO DO?

Peter Greig, in his book, The Vision and the Vow, shares a compelling story...

If you've ever struggled with your "calling," Greig's story is great food for thought.

Enjoy.

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I was giving a friend a lift in my car, and we got to talking about life. “I don’t know what God’s calling me to do,” he confessed, and asked me to pray about what it might be.

“Why?” I asked. “I already know what Jesus wants you to do!”

“You do?” he gasped with excitement. “So, what is it? What’s my call?”

I paused, enjoying the suspense. Drums rolled. String quartets tuned up. My friend held his breath…

“Your call,” I said slowly, “is to be a worship leader.”

He looked pleased, really pleased, so I continued: “…but not necessarily with a guitar in your hand.”

“Okayyy,” he murmured.

“Your call is to befriend that funny little lady at the end of your street…”

He seemed less pleased with this prospect.

“Your call is to feed the hungry and to spend yourself on behalf of the poor…”

By now he was looking distinctly troubled.

“…and to offer hospitality to strangers who just turn up in town needing a place to crash.”

Consternation.

“And it’s to fast.”

He was starting to look furious.

“And it’s to pray so long and hard that you run out of words and tears.”

There was no going back:

“Your call,” I continued, “is to preach the good news of Jesus to every person who will listen and a few who won’t. Your call is to go somewhere, anywhere, wherever, whenever, for Jesus, and never stop. Your call is to love people no one else loves and to forgive them when they treat you like dirt – or worse. Do your job to the very best of your ability without grumbling about your boss or whining about your colleagues. Your call is to pray for the sick, and when they are healed, to dance all night. And when they aren’t, to weep with them and love them even more.”

I glanced across at him and was relieved to see that his expression was beginning to mellow.

“Your call is to honor your parents, pray for your leaders, study the Scriptures, and attend plenty of parties. Be a peacemaker in every situation: when the fight breaks out on the bus home late at night and when the gossip starts to circulate at church. Your call is to pick up litter in the street when no one else is looking, to wipe the toilet seat, to pull the gum off from under the desk. It’s to get to meetings early to put out the chairs.”

By now he was smiling.

“Your call is to make disciples and to teach them to obey everything Jesus commanded. And don’t forget to minister grace to them when they sin. Which they will. Your mission is to baptize and to cast out evil spirits. Your call is to bind up broken hearts wherever you find them, and you will find them wherever you look. It’s to visit prisons. And hospitals. And to…”

“Yeah, yeah,” he interrupted good naturedly, trying to shut me up, but I was on a roll – and I knew he couldn’t leave, because I was driving the car.

“Your call,” I continued resolutely, “is to listen more than you talk and to listen with your eyes as well as your ears.”

He was shaking his head in mock despair. I carried on: “It’s to do the chores again and again without grumbling. It’s to buy ethical coffee and to recycle your bottles. And while you’re at it, don’t forget to leave anonymous gifts on people’s doorsteps.”

By now we were both laughing, and I was finally running out of steam: “And when you’ve done all that,” I grinned, jabbing him in the ribs at each syllable, “come back and see me, and we can spend a little time praying about Phase Two!”

The problem for most of us is not that we don’t know what God wants of us. It’s that we know exactly what He wants of us, and it’s not what we want to do!

~ The Vision and the Vow, Peter Greig, Pages 73-75

Holy cow! I think I just discovered "my call." What about you?