MORGAN'S MOMENT...
I’m not a theologian…
     I’m just a plain Christian.
    Can I use you as a consultant?

He wanted me to explain
     how people could be Christians
     without believing what he believed.

I wanted to resign from the job…
      Who wants to referee Christians…
      or make religion simply reasonable?

His idea of true belief
      was implanted long ago
      in a few formula statements.

He had reached adulthood
      believing that all Christians
      thought the same as he did.

Worse still in my judgment
     he thought that those who differed
     could not really be Christians.

He thought that as a minister
     I could be counted on
     to support his worried faith.

I headed for the door saying
     “Call me anytime
      but you may not like my answers.
"

He laughed as I cringed….
      since I was among those
      he would not accept as Christian.

— Art Morgan 

BOOK CORNER
I’m either writing too often or reading to slow, because I don’t have a book finished. Maybe it’s because the book I’m reading is too long. It’s the biography of John Adams by David McCullough. It is more of a plodding read, but since I am interested in history as well as biographies, I’m enjoying it. My sense is that Americans would be better citizens and people if we knew more of our own history.

MOMENT MINISTRIES
May 2, 2008

home address:  25921 SW Airport Ave.
Corvallis, OR 97333   541-753-3942
email at a-morgan@peak.org

WHAT COMES NEXT
The “moment” program is to “do whatever comes next.” Much of the time we have no set schedule, but May is different.
For one thing there is my birthday on May 9th whether I want it or not. So I decided to have a little party.
Then we’re off on another brief trip. We’re going to Boulder to see a grandson play in the National Collegiate Championships of Ultimate Frisbee on the weekend of May 16 – 18. He stars for his team from Carleton College. He graduates this June. We’re doing this tournament in lieu of attending his graduation.
Along the way we hope to make our annual visit to our friend Rae Ann Leach who is still in Pocatello, Idaho. We intend to keep on visiting as long as she is there. She doesn’t get many visitors other than family. We represent a lot of her friends who love her but are unable to visit. Whether arrangements can be made are up in the air at this moment.
We’ll be home a very few days taking care of a health issue for Jean before making our annual move to Puget Sound for the summer right after Memorial Day.
That’s just the outline for the numerous unexpected actual “moments” of the month.

ABOUT THE PARTY
The party (Art's birthday!)  is at our home, from 5 p.m. to 7 or so on Friday May 9. Any on this list who are in range are cordially invited. We will have a Mexican (Cinco de Mayo) theme. Just come!

FIRING THE PASTOR
One way to fire your pastor is to disavow him or her publicly. I’m sure I have been disavowed publicly out of my hearing. Most members fire their pastor by quitting church. Others, like Obama, go public. There’s no doubt a gap often develops between pulpit and pew. I sense that Obama’s pastor has a theological and biblical view that Obama and most who hear him can’t understand. We preachers tend to avoid connecting the dots very clearly. If you are lucky enough to be in a church that challenges your long held belief system, makes you think about old things in new ways, challenges the powers and principalities of the day, and sometimes makes you feel uncomfortable, odds are you’ve got a pastor worth keeping.


 
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BREAD MONEY – SOME SCATTERED THOUGHTS

       Every Sunday afternoon about 4:30 I drive to the Sunshine Bakery in Philomath to buy a loaf of whole grain organic bread. Bill’s bakery is only open on Sunday. He’s figured out how to make his business and life get along on one day a week. He rides a bicycle with trailer to the bakery. He takes his unsold loaves back to Corvallis to sell at the CoOp.
       I pay $4 a loaf. It’s a price that will surely change as Bill’s costs for flour rise. “They’re trying to turn your bread into ethanol.” I noticed on the pump that our gas is 20% ethanol. And my gas costs close to $4. The fight is on between world food security and national energy security. If one is to have priority, which is it? Some scientists are saying, “We need to feed our stomach before we need to feed our cars.” We don’t like the choices.
       There’s a great verse in Isaiah (55:2) that asks, “Why do you spend your money for that which is not bread?
Let me pause to remind us that any use of an isolated quote, whether from Jesus or a politician, or a politician’s pastor, is likely to misrepresent the intended thought. I admit that this text is a sound bite from a larger segment with a different meaning from the point I am making. I’ll try to come back to it.
       Many people are no longer saying “fill ‘er up!” (In Oregon we don’t pump our own gas). They have rent or a mortgage. They have groceries. They have utilities. So they ask for $10 worth. Sometimes only $5. How high can it go before there’s not money enough for bread?
       Our county has the lowest unemployment rate in the state, yet the food banks are almost totally emptied every week. It’s not getting better and won’t. I talked to a man loading the back of his pick-up with the left-over bread from a major grocery store. He picks up bread twice a week from this and other stores. He delivers it to the food bank. He said it all gets used. “There’s lots of hungry people out there,” he said. “And around the world,” I thought. People are having to make choices they don’t want to make.
       I wonder whether we know how to stop spending for things we don’t need. Do we know the difference between what we actually need and what we don’t? Could my grandchildren, or any children these days, live without a cell phone or an iPod or a computer? Or a CD player or TV or a special sound system for their car? Even for one day! Is there any thought given to saving or contributing a bit to others? What if they were in the part of the world that has to choose between bread and gas?
       My Los Angeles years allowed times to interact with people “across the tracks.” One of the organizations I was involved with was the Watts Urban Redevelopment Corporation. I think it originated in the small 92nd Street Christian Church. Our mission was to find old houses to refurbish and sell to low income people. I met some low income people and once asked the pastor of that church what the biggest problem for his people was. He didn’t pause a second before saying “Inflation.” What if the price of bread doubles?
       Inflation squeezes the poor like a boa constrictor. The same money has to do more. Choices have to be made. Gas may be out of the question, unless it is absolutely required to get to a job. If it’s out of the question at $4 what will it be like at $10? The squeeze gets tighter.
       My parents felt the squeeze during the Great Depression. We had a house in the Mt Baker District of Seattle, looking out over Lake Washington toward Mercer Island. I was only a toddler, but I remember the hardwood floors and nice back yard and long stairs down to the street. It was my parent’s first house. A day came when dad’s job was terminated. Another day came and we moved out of that house. They call it foreclosure. It hurts and many shared that plight. It apparently was a choice between owning a house and having bread.
       I know that we ate bread. That need was met. I can remember living in eight different houses during my first ten years. It wasn’t until that eighth house that our family had a house we weren’t renting. I wonder whether very many today would think it possible to live without a refrigerator or washer and dryer or a telephone? In the last 100 years luxuries have become necessities.  And energy security trumps food security.
       Another quick look at the context of Isaiah’s words shows us that he’s talking about another hunger.
Ho, everyone who thirsts, come to the waters; and he who has no money, come, buy and eat!
Come, buy wine and milk without money and without price.
Why do you spend your money for that which is not bread, and your labor for that which does not satisfy?...Incline your ear, and come to me; hear, that your soul may live…
       Could it be that our gas problem and bread problem is actually a soul problem? Don’t our life-style choices that have no thought for consequences diminish our souls?
─ Art Morgan, May 1, 2008