Attention Bloggers

June 11, 2006

Perhaps the most pertinent of all the questions asked in recent weeks has been, “Does the Greensboro Coliseum offer a wireless internet connection?” The answer: “Yes, it does.”

I am writing from my seat at the top of section 105. If you’re logging on, don’t use the connection called “Coliseum WiFi.” Unless, that is, you want to pay $89.00 for the privelege. Use the network called “promo.”

[UPDATE]
It seems that section 105 is the center of the usefulness of the “promo” network. I tried it from a couple of different spots in the arena, and only Mr. $89 shows up as available. So I guess that’s where I’ll sit from now on…
[/UPDATE]

It really is frightening to think about all the blogging that will be happening in this big room this week. I, for one, am looking forward to it.


I Made It

June 11, 2006
After three days filled mainly with driving, I’ve finally arrived at my hotel in Greensboro. I’m at the AmeriSuites, and due to a full hotel, I didn’t get the king-size bed I had reserved. So if any of you gentlemen get kicked out of your hotel for being too rowdy while debating the doctrines of grace, I’ve got a place you can crash…

I enjoyed the worship this morning at Charlotte’s Durham Memorial Baptist Church, and it was good to finally meet their pastor, Kevin Bussey, in person. As I told his lovely wife, Cassandra, I had never seen both of his eyes before, and there wasn’t a hockey stick in sight.

I’m heading out soon to rustle up some grub (don’t try to talk like that if you don’t have the hat) and get to the Coliseum for this evening’s session. Maybe I’ll see you there.


Bloggered

June 10, 2006

I intend with this post to introduce a new word into the English language. Someone alert Merriam-Webster.

The new word is “Bloggered.” The definition is this: To have your blog entirely messed with by the good folks at Blogger. Not that the folks that run the service are personally to blame, but you know what I mean. Perhaps some of you can even relate.

I had been averaging nearly 200 visits per day, until today, when the SiteMeter shows precisely nine visits. I have been on the road all day, and have not had opportunity to check my email or blog most of the day, so I had no idea I had been Bloggered (notice, please, that this new word is always capitalized). Apparently my blog has been invisible to the naked eye all day. Cool if you’re a superhero; if you’re a blog, not so much.

I appreciate the free service, and the introduction it provided into blogging, but I think, as several of my fellow Blogtown residents have recently learned, that this is another example that proves the truth, “You get what you pay for.”

Watch for a major adjustment, possibly within the next day or two.

Oh, yeah, I’ve made it into North Carolina (motto: Esse quam videri). In the spirit of Blogtown contests, the first person who is in Greensboro and tells me in person what that Latin motto means in English gets lunch on me. I’m looking forward to sitting under the preaching tomorrow morning of the Rev. Kevin Bussey, then cruising up to Greensboro, checking into my hotel, and hearing some great preaching tomorrow night.

More than anything, I look forward to meeting those of you who I have gotten to know in an electronic sort of way in recent months. If you’re in that group (and you know who you are), please email me a cell phone number or some other way we can make contact. I’d like to be able to put a face with a name, and to sneak a photo of Art with my camera phone.

See you there…


A Call to Generosity

June 7, 2006

Recently while listening to satellite radio, I heard a report about a web forum where waiters and waitresses go to vent. I found the site, and it is not for the faint of heart. In fact, it is so vulgar I will not be linking it here. There is a list of good and bad celebrity tippers, and frightening stories of revenge taken by servers on rude, obnoxious customers. Trust me when I tell you, you don’t want to be rude or obnoxious; you don’t want to know what they might do to your food.

A little searching took me to this forum, where Christian waiters and waitresses share their stories. Sadly, one of their biggest complaints was about the attitudes and tipping behavior of the Sunday after-church lunch crowd. I had seen similar complaints on some of the frightening secular sites I visited. There is a wide-spread perception in the service industry of Christians as rude, obnoxious bad tippers. So I imagine the dread with which those in the service and hospitality industries in Greensboro are approaching the coming week.

As a former minor-league umpire who lived for months at a time dependent on the service of waiters, waitress, and hotel employees, I learned a deep appreciation for these folks. Many are students, working to pay their way through school, but many are also dedicated professionals who have committed themselves to a career of serving the needs of others. Whatever their situation, they deserve our respect, and our generosity.

The minimum wage for tipped employees in North Carolina is $2.13/hour. Tipping is not an extra we do as a favor; most depend on the tips they receive to pay their bills. It is my conviction that a 15% tip should be the absolute baseline, except in cases where a server is overtly rude to me, and that has only happened to me on one occasion. I normally tip in the 20% range.

It is a truth that perception is reality (if you don’t believe me, ask Bowden). Next week in Greensboro, perceptions will be formed of Christianity by those in the service industry, and they will be formed on the basis of our treatment of them. We will be representing our respective churches as we vote in the Greensboro Coliseum; we will be representing Jesus Christ everywhere we go. Knowing the expectations that must accompany the anticipation of upwards of 10,000 Southern Baptists invading their hotels and restaurants, imagine the eternal difference that might be made in so many lives by unexpected kindness and generosity.

So my challenge to my fellow Southern Baptists attending the convention is this: Be unexpectedly kind. Be liberal, not in your theology, but in your tipping. I would hate to read about you next week in one of those forums I mentioned. Even more, I’d hate to know that someone may have spit in your burger…


Jerry Sutton and the Cooperative Program

June 5, 2006

As is my habit, I’ve compiled below two charts containing data detailing the Cooperative Program and mission offering participation for Two Rivers Baptist Church in Nashville, Tennessee. The data goes back to 1986, the year Dr. Jerry Sutton became their pastor. It has been announced that Dr. Sutton will be nominated for the presidency of the Southern Baptist Convention, meeting next week in Greensboro, North Carolina.

Year

Undesignated Receipts

Cooperative Program

Percentage

1986

$1,653,445

Not reported

%

1987

$1,873,785

$224,526

11.98%

1988

$2,092,705

$259,825

12.42%

1989

$2,140,095

$246,691

11.53%

1990

$2,349,835

$305,156

12.99%

1991

$2,374,285

$237,428

10.00%

1992

$2,472,785

$206,037

8.33%

1993

$2,625,555

$275,398

10.49%

1994

$3,102,073

$191,969

6.19%

1995

$3,251,494

$203,980

6.27%

1996

$3,662,175

$195,551

5.34%

1997

$3,913,677

$214,167

5.47%

1998

$4,174,343

$128,500

3.08%

1999*

$4,400,388

$422,168

9.59%

2000*

$4,432,604

$498,747

11.25%

2001

No data

No data

%

2002

No data

No data

%

2003

$4,286,775

$49,116

1.15%

2004

$4,165,837

$177,000

4.25%

2005

$4,104,377

$0

0.00%

*Data for these years does not separate CP giving. Figure is total mission expenditures.
CP giving was reported as $0 for this year in an otherwise complete ACP report.

Year

LMCO

AAEO

1986

No data

$30,459

1987

$55,000

$2

1988

$60,000

$15,000

1989

$90,000

$2

1990

$60,000

$35,000

1991

$57,445

$29,343

1992

$65,559

$43,002

1993

$63,875

$37,725

1994

$117,270

$47,624

1995

$80,000

$44,000

1996

$64,000

$34,500

1997

$110,000

$55,500

1998

$110,000

$50,000

1999

*

*

2000

*

*

2001

No data

No data

2002

No data

No data

2003

$221,126

$68,730

2004

$68,162

$27,265

2005

$86,273

$34,357

1987 and 1989 are interesting in the missions offering table, as the data reported by Two Rivers showed Annie Armstrong Easter Offering contributions of $2 in each year. The likelihood of a typo is lessened in my opinion because it occurs in non-consecutive years, but I am at a loss to explain this number otherwise.

And now, a personal request. If you are feeling led of God to nominate yet another candidate for SBC president, please do your best to see to it that He supernaturally drafts someone who has been at their present church for somewhere in the three- to five-year range. These twenty-year charts become rather tedious…


Memphis and Me

June 4, 2006
For a time after the Memphis summit and the publication of the Memphis Declaration, I considered adding my name to those who were not there, but wanted to publicly affirm their agreement with the document. But I never reached a sense of peace about the document, and so I have not added my name. I have concluded that I will not do so.

My unease about the document stems from several factors. For one, I have not been a pastor for very long (since October of 2005), and I believed that during the seven years I spent as a youth and music minister, I should focus my attention there, as God had placed a man in authority over me who would give an account to Him for how the church participated in convention affairs. Also, as I read the eight points of the document, while I recognized that the things repented of were very real to those who crafted it, I felt no real sense of conviction in my spirit on the majority of the points. Bart Barber, in his blog Praisegod Barebones, has extensively critiqued the eight points of the Memphis declaration, and I largely agree with his assessments, so I will not spend time here criticizing it myself. Please read each of Bart’s posts on the subject.

But perhaps the greatest sources of my unease are the fact that we don’t know who all of the participants were, and of those we do know, the blogosphere contains many examples of speech I find inconsistent with the declaration’s stated intent.

If you have been reading this blog for very long, you know my feelings on anonymity. I believe that part of the price, and also the great blessing, of participation in public debate is being held accountable for the content of your words. There were thirty that met in Memphis, but only twenty signed the document. It is impossible to give proper weight to anonymous posts and comments on blogs, and it is impossible to know how the declaration was shaped by looking at an incomplete list of those who did the shaping.

As to inconsistent speech, I want to give here some examples from one of the main organizers of the Memphis meeting, Ben Cole. Ben is pastor of Parkview Baptist Church in Arlington, Texas, and I have communicated with him my distaste for the rhetoric that has appeared under his name on various blogs.

Item 5 of the Memphis Declaration reads as follows:

We publicly repent of having turned a blind eye to wickedness in our convention, especially when that evil has taken the form of slanderous, unsubstantiated accusations and malicious character assassination against our Christian brothers.

Therefore, we commit ourselves to confront lovingly any person in our denomination, regardless of the office or title that person holds, who disparages the name of our Lord by appropriating venomous epithets against our brothers and sisters in Christ, and thus divides our fellowship by careless and unchaste speech.

Below are some examples of what I consider to be “careless and unchaste speech.” All of these are from Pastor Cole, submitted as comments on various blogs:

Predicting the defeat of Ronnie Floyd, before the announcement that Frank Page would be nominated:

Ronnie’s petulant children converge on SBCOutpost to gloat.

We must remember not to return the act when they walk away from Greensboro with a mouthful of crows feathers.

When challenged by another blogger about this rhetoric:

Petulant children was the phrase that came to mind. I was reminded of the “see I told you so” or the “my daddy can beat up your daddy” kind of playground antics from our childhood.

I can be petulant too. It’s not a character assassination. It’s an adjective to describe how ridiculous that kind of banter can become.

But thanks for the caution…honestly.

And … I hope we don’t get to the point where some are “allies” and others are “enemies.” I’m confident that’s not what you meant, but I’m trying hard not to develop an “us” versus “them” mentality. We may end up with Ronnie Floyd as convention president for a year. We may have to swallow our pride and confess that our aspirations for the future of the SBC were overreaching or too aggressive. Of course, there is one positive angle to a Ronnie Floyd Presidency.

The Brothers Caner have already published their history of the SBC presidents. Nobody will have to read about the Floyd years a century from now. Of course, that assumes that people will be reading the Caners’ stuff anyway. Maybe I’m assuming too much.

And you know what they say about that…

Three minutes later, having had time to consider this blogger’s challenge:

By the way…

“Petulant” is defined as “characterized by temporary or capricious ill humor.”

I think “Way to go Dr. Mohler” and “tic.tic.tic.tic.” is a classic example of petulance. “Children” is a way to refer to one’s disciples. Read The First Epistle of Saint John.

I stand by my words on this one.

Responding to some good-natured ribbing on the blog of one of his church members:

Easy Dorcas.

You know I can use the rod just as well as I can the crook.

Come to think of it. God has used lots of crooks in my life. Most of them had seminary degrees.
:)

On the same blog, a drop-in on a post that allegorically described his soon-to-be-started blog:

I believe I’m supposed to sign on here and say the following words:

“Get ready to die you son-of-*****.”

True Grit is one of my favorite movies of all time. :)

Some of these examples are less egregious than others, but I believe that all could be characterized as “careless and unchaste.”

I don’t mean to paint all the Memphis signatories with a broad brush. I believe they have the best of intentions and that they all want our convention to be the best it can be for God’s glory. But the inconsistency of behavior, combined with the partial anonymity of the group and some other, less important factors, leave me unable to affirm the document.

I agree with most, if not all, of the stated goals of those participants of whom I know, but I am afraid that the current tactics being used to accomplish those ends may be doing more harm than good.


Church on Sunday

June 1, 2006


Okay, I know I’ve asked this before, but that was a couple of months ago. I’ve slept often and well since then.

I’m planning to leave Franklin, Tennessee, where I’m spending the night with family, at around 5:00 AM on Sunday, June 11, on my way to Greensboro. If all goes well, I will be somewhere along the highlighted route on the map above when it’s time for church, and I’m looking for suggestions.

One of my greatest joys, as someone who is always ‘meeting expectations’ on Sunday morning (sometimes well, sometimes poorly) is those rare opportunities when I am away, to just be able to enjoy worship with no expectations. I haven’t had one of these Sundays since last summer, and I always look forward to them with great anticipation.

So please, especially if you can find your church on this map (click here for a view you can actually read), offer me a suggestion here for a church I can visit. Please give me the street address of the church; I’ll let my laptop/GPS receiver find it for me. You can respond in a comment here, or click the link in the sidebar to email me.

Thanks in advance…


Identification

May 31, 2006

How will the residents of Blog Town recognize each other in Greensboro?

For some, it will be easy. For example, if you see a guy witnessing in Starbucks, that’ll be Kevin. If you see a man berating someone for eating pork BBQ (abomination), that will be Art.

Some have pictures posted around, like Dorcas, Marty, or Wade.

But so many others remain a complete mystery. We could find ourselves riding in the same elevator with, say, a member of the Arkansas Razorbaptist(s) team, and not even know it. We might unknowingly pass Villa Rica crossing the street, although that might be difficult to do, as I suspect he’ll have his bulldogs with him…

We could use some identifying mark, like the “B” on my shirt in this (somewhat) recent photo. Of course, I’ll have the hat, but how will I know you?


The Old Guard

May 31, 2006
I have believed for some time that this graphic illustrates what the likely outcome of the Southern Baptist Convention in Greensboro would be. It is easy to listen to each other day after day and begin to believe that, by sheer force of will, major changes will be made in Greensboro. But compared to the greater constituency of the SBC, and even with the likely number of messengers to the convention, Blog Town is a relatively unpopulated place. I have been convinced that the likelihood of the topics concerning so many of its residents would probably be unaddressed, that Ronnie Floyd would be elected president hands-down, and that business-as-usual would be the order of the day. I was certain, and to some degree I still think, that Blog Town post-Greensboro would be populated by many disappointed folks.

But I may be wrong about all this.

CW posted this morning his reflections on a conversation he had with what he describes as a dyed-in-the-wool member of the “old guard.” This man is representative of many fifty-ish SBC leaders who have supported unquestioningly the leaders of our conservative resurgence, and the sentiments he expressed to CW, if they are widespread among his demographic, may mean that the convention that ends two weeks from today may tell quite a different story that the one I am anticipating.

[UPDATE] While you’re visiting CW’s blog, participate in the SBC presidential poll in his sidebar. Right now it’s running 80/20 for Frank Page.


Thanks

May 30, 2006

This post is a special thanks to my friend CW (that’s him on the right, preaching at Lakewood) for designing my new banner and explaining to a slow learner like me how to get it in place. For an equally clever banner and some insightful writing that makes a great contribution to our SBC conversation, visit him at Philippians 3:10.

Thanks, CW! Say “hi” to Joel for me!