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“The Dumbest Generation” by Mark Bauerlein (A Review by Shane Scott)

the dumbest generation The Dumbest Generation by Mark Bauerlein (A Review by Shane Scott)Glad you could make it to today’s Springboard for Your Family Life. I have a special treat “presidential candidate” Shane Scott, who runs the Faith and Thought blog, has put on his serious cap for this guest post and provided us a great review of Mark Bauerlein’s book The Dumbest Generation: How the Digital Age Stupefies Young Americans and Jeopardizes Our Future (Or, Don’t Trust Anyone Under 30) The Dumbest Generation by Mark Bauerlein (A Review by Shane Scott). Thanks Shane for this excellent review.

“The Dumbest Generation”

The basic thesis of The Dumbest Generation The Dumbest Generation by Mark Bauerlein (A Review by Shane Scott)is spelled out in its subtitle: “How the Digital Age Stupefies Young Americans and Jeopardizes Our Future (Or, Don’t Trust Anyone Under 30).” The Dumbest Generation by Mark Bauerlein (A Review by Shane Scott) Mark Bauerlein’s argument is that the under-30 generation (sometimes called the “Millennials”) have more information and technology at their fingertips than any other generation in history, but ironically this digital revolution has contracted rather than expanded their knowledge. 

Why is this the case? Part of it according to Bauerlein is the intrinsic nature of digital media. The under-30s rarely read books (Bauerlein calls them “bibliophobes”). Instead, they prefer the computer screen. While in theory lots of reading could be done on the web, the fact is that the inherent design of web pages discourages deep and thoughtful reading. As Nielsen Norman (an expert in web page development) said in response to a question on how web users read, “They don’t” (p. 143). 

As a result, the under-30 generation lags behind other nations in intellectual development. Almost a quarter of them need remedial reading and writing classes once they reach college, and even the National Association of Manufacturers complains that one of its major problems is finding workers with adequate reading comprehension skills (p. 63). Under-30 kids rank poorly in comparison to kids in other industrial countries in math (although they rank far ahead in how good they think they are!), indicating that we are setting this generation up for demoralizing failure-convincing them they are much better prepared for college and work than they really are (pp. 192-195). 

Another major factor in the stunted intellectual development of the millennials is the “peer absorption” texting, instant messaging, and social networking foster (p. 133). Previous generations of kids were just as concerned about their peers, but once they got home from school, they were no longer immersed in the world of their peers, aside from talking on a landline. But the under-30s can remain in constant contact with peers by virtue of texting, cell phones, instant messaging, and the web. Thus a millennial can remain in a cocoon of teenage culture. 

As a result, under-30 kids are deprived of a vital component of the transition from adolescence to adulthood – the vertical modeling of older, more mature mentors like parents, teachers, employers, ministers, and so on (pp. 136). This vertical modeling enables teens to see what the real world is like, and reinforces how trivial so many of the concerns of their own peer group is contrast to the authentic issues of life. Even worse, the digital technology allows teens to construct a “reflexive surrounding” of blogs, games, videos, music, messages that “mirror their woes and fantasies” rather than challenging them to move beyond the limited horizon of their friends to experience adult realities (pp. 137-138). 

Bauerlein’s concerns are for the future of American democracy. How can we survive without a well-informed electorate that can reason and debate the great issues? But as I read this book I could not help but fear for the future of God’s people in our culture. After all, the Bible is a book–and if the millennials are uninterested in books and therefore becoming incapable of the deep and reflective focus needed to understand the Scriptures. 

Here is what I often see. I see families who use DVD players to babysit their kids or to pacify them in trips in the van, completely missing out on the opportunity for cross-generational interaction. I remember road trips when I was a little boy (partly because I often got carsick!), but mainly because I remember how much fun it was to listen to Mom and Granny and Pop (and later, to argue with them about things like politics!). Once kids outgrow watching DVDs they have iPods and handheld video games to occupy them, and when they are older cellphones with unlimited texting. For some kids, even the short 20 minute drive to church is impossible to survive without being plugged into the lives of their peers at every moment. 

So is it any wonder that we have a generation of kids that knows each other’s list of “25 unusual facts about me,” but does not know the most basic facts about Jesus. Kids who are lagging in spiritual maturity because it is rare for an older mentor to penetrate the bubble of peer consciousness and help them grow wiser than their years. And kids who are so used to creating a digital environment tailored to their likes and interests that they resist doing anything they don’t find fun or interesting. 

The other day I was talking with one of my friends who is around 30, and I made the comment that the push for gay marriage is a clear example of the generation gap. My point was that people my age and older listen to the arguments for gay marriage, and our response is very simple – if no culture in human history (included the cultures that openly tolerated homosexuality) ever thought it was a good idea to define marriage as between a man and man or woman and woman, why should we suddenly redefine marriage now? But the problem is that a generation submerged in itself is “disassociated from tradition, with nobody telling them that sometimes they must mute the voices inside them and heed instead the voices of distant greatness” (p. 190). 

This review probably makes me sound like an old fogey! But my thoughts – like this book – are prompted by nothing but love and concern for my friends under 30. This is not an issue of innate intelligence (in fact, the IQ scores of kids continue to rise). It is the frustration at seeing so much potential for good squandered. And so, I urge all of you who are above 30 to embrace the role of curmudgeon, to challenge, prod, provoke the kids you have contact with. If you are a parent, restrict their access to the digital wasteland. And to whatever extent you have influence, help them be ready for the day to come when it is time to “put away childish things.”

2 More Reasons We Don’t Have to Pray Exactly Like the Psalmists

prayer 2 More Reasons We Dont Have to Pray Exactly Like the PsalmistsNext Monday, we’ll move on to learning how to pray like the psalmists. This week, however, we’ll conclude what we started last Monday by noting two more reasons we don’t have to pray exactly like the Psalmists. Also, you may want to check out the index for the entire series of posts.

Last week we learned we don’t have to pray exactly like the Psalmists because…

1. The Psalms are part of the Old Covenant and Not Part of Our Covenant with God.

2. The Psalm were not written as the universal guide for all praying, but were written in a culturally appropriate genre.

There are two more reasons we do not have to pray exactly like the psalmists.

3. When Jesus was asked to teach His disciples how to pray, He didn’t refer to the Psalms.

In Luke 11:1-13, Jesus’ disciples asked Him to teach them to pray. While some of the principles He demonstrated can also be learned from the Psalms, He did not once go to the Psalms as the guide for how we are to pray. Rather, He provided a model for prayer and then stated some principles about persistence and about how God wants to bless us.

I have to believe if the Psalms were the guide we have to follow about praying, Jesus would have used them directly and set them up as our standard. But He didn’t.

Having said that, I do note that Jesus did use the Psalms in prayer. While on the cross He prayed the Psalms twice. In Matthew 27:46, Jesus prayed Psalm 22:1: “My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?” In Luke 23:46, Jesus prayed Psalm 31:5: “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit!” 

I conclude that we do not have to pray exactly like the psalmists. However, if we want to pray like Jesus, we can certainly learn from the psalmists.

4. Even the Old Covenant Hebrews Didn’t Pray Like the Psalmists.

WHAT?!

I know that shocks you; let me repeat it. Even the Old Covenant Hebrews didn’t pray like the Psalmists. Oh, no doubt, at times the Hebrews incorporated the Psalms in their prayers. I’m sure many of the psalms are liturgical in nature. That is, they were actually incorporated into their formal worship. For instance, it makes perfect sense to see Psalm 24:1-10 as part of their public worship as they opened the gates of the temple every morning. The Psalms of Ascent seemed to have been used as the Jews pilgrimaged their way to Jerusalem.

I recognize the Jews did pray the psalms. What I mean is when Jews hit their knees in prayer on a daily basis as they faced the hardships of life and needed God’s help, they didn’t pray in Hebrew poetry anymore than we would. Don’t be surprised at this. Have you read Job? For 35 chapters these 5 friends argue about what was happening to Job. Do any of us actually believe they argued in Hebrew poetry? Of course not. We understand this was a stylized account of what happened.

I suggest that is exactly what we see in the Psalms. They are not the natural prayers the normal Hebrews would offer. Rather, they were stylized accounts of what happened surrounding prayers. Certainly, they were adopted in later prayers. However, for example, David didn’t just naturally spout off the Hebrew poetry of Psalm 57:1-11 or Psalm 142:1-7 while he was hiding in a cave, fearing for his life.

When we just think about this for a moment, we can all naturally recognize this. However, I can actually show you a specific instance that demonstrates it. Isaiah 38 shows the prayer of an ancient Hebrew and then the psalm he wrote later about the circumstance.

King Hezekiah was going to die. God had told him through Isaiah to get his affairs in order, his time was up. In Isaiah 38:3 we see Hezekiah’s prayer: “Please, O LORD, remember how I have walked before you in faithfulness and with a whole heart, and have done what is good in your sight.” That doesn’t sound very psalmish. Rather, it sounds very prosaic, straightforward, normal. In fact, it sounds an awful lot like a simple prayer we might offer today. There is no poetic form, no parallelism, no chiasm, no imagery. 

However, in Isaiah 38:10-20 we see the psalm Hezekiah wrote to memorialize this circumstance. I have no doubt at later times Jews probably used this psalm in their prayers, but this psalm wasn’t just the natural prayer offered up. I am sure if we could see behind the scenes of all the psalms, we would find similar stories. 

Even we might write a poetic prayer that we used repeatedly, but that is not the natural way we pray. We might find some poetic prayers, even the psalms, and adopt their language in our prayers or even recite them in prayer. However, that is not how we pray naturally. The psalmists didn’t do that either. We don’t have to feel guilty if our natural and normal prayers don’t soar to the poetic heights of the psalms.

Wrapping Up the Springboard

We are going to learn a great deal about praying from the psalmists. However, I thought it was important to set our minds at ease. We don’t ever have to pray just like the psalmists. We don’t have to feel guilty if we don’t naturally pray like they did. We can simply be free to study the psalms as long as we like and grow as much as they’ll let us without feeling overwhelmed. 

I’m looking forward to this study and hope you are as well. Come back next Monday for our next installment. We’re going to learn if we want to pray like the psalmists, we have to believe in the God they did and we’ll start learning what they believed about God.

Rhett and Link Explain How To Camp…Redneck Style

Marita and I are thinking about going camping with the kids over their spring break. I sure am glad I was able to see Rusty Barefoot and Larnold Jernigan’s camping advice video. I think you’ll learn a lot from it too.

Here’s the link for my e-mail subscribers.

Getting to Did, Part 2: Sam Meets the TRAINER

trainer Getting to Did, Part 2: Sam Meets the TRAINERWelcome to the second installment of “Getting to Did“. Find the first installment here.

Enjoy.

The Trainer: From COULDA to CAN

Sam told Susan he was getting up early to have coffee with Dave and a friend and that he thought Dave was going to help him find a job. He left it at that. He wasn’t sure what all that COULDA, SHOULDA, WOULDA and GETTING TO DID stuff really meant and he did not want to sound like an idiot who had just latched on to some hare-brained scheme even if it did come from Dave. He especially did not want to tell her the whole point of this meeting was to help him get rid of his big BUT. Something told him she might not understand.

However, a few hours later, his excitement had worn off and Sam had trouble getting to sleep—but for different reasons than usual. He mentally argued with himself for several hours before finally sacking out.

This whole GETTING TO DID thing sounded odd. In fact, now that he thought about it, he should have just let Dave talk and then gone back to the classifieds to look for a job. All that CAN, SHALL and WILL stuff may be good for someone like Dave, BUT another call to his recruiter would be more helpful to Sam. Then he thought, “I can’t argue with Dave’s success. BUT it can’t be as easy as Dave was suggesting.”

*****

Since he didn’t drift off to sleep until nearly one o’clock, the alarm came way too early for Sam. His habit of hitting the snooze button took over. Susan, however, nudged him and reminded him of his appointment. He thought briefly about calling Dave and saying he didn’t feel good this morning and maybe they could do it later. However, if he wasn’t all that excited about the meeting, he was at least pushed by his pride on keeping commitments and being punctual. Those were two keys he had taught sales reps for years.

He showered, shaved, dressed and headed out the door. As he walked up Dave’s driveway at 5:44, the garage door slid open and Dave pulled out in what looked like a brand spanking new Mustang convertible with the top down. He stopped long enough to let Sam climb in.

“Midlife crisis?” Sam asked.

“Nope,” Dave said with a mischievous grin. “Second childhood.” Then he gunned it out of the driveway and they headed down the road.

“Ever been to The Early Bird Cafe, Sam?”

“No, what’s that.”

Dave chuckled. “You’re in for a treat. It’s this little breakfast and lunch spot. They roast their own coffee beans every day and they make these awesome sandwiches on Italian bread called paninis. My wife took me there once. I thought it was going to be one of those fru-fru restaurants for women. I was wrong. It’s my favorite morning spot in town.”

The conversation died down for a moment. Sam yawned and said, “I’ve been thinking, Dave. This can’t be nearly as easy as you made it sound last night.”

“Did I make it sound easy?” Dave replied. “Sorry ‘bout that, Sam. You’re right. Nothing you’re going to learn from me or my friends is easy. Yes, it’s easy to talk about. It’s easy to write about. It’s easy to hear and know it will work. In fact, like I said yesterday, most of what you are going to learn from us is stuff you probably learned in sales, you just didn’t know you could apply it to real life. But it’s not easy to do. Well, actually it is easy to do. The real problem is most of us just don’t want to. Therefore it’s extremely hard for most of us to GET TO DID. No, it’s not easy. However, it works; if you will.”

“I don’t know, Dave, what if I can’t do it? What if I’m not like you?”

“Sam, let me assure you, you’re not like me and you don’t have to be. However, you CAN do it.”

“How do you know?”

“Because, GETTING TO DID is not about getting you to do something like everybody else or anybody else. It’s not about getting you to be me. It’s not about getting you to do something you can’t do right now. It’s about you learning to do what you CAN. Look,” Dave pointed at a little café in a shopping strip, “we’re here and there’s my TRAINERS truck. He’ll explain more once we get inside.”

Dave and Sam walked into the coffee shop. The smell of freshly roasted coffee mixed with eggs and sausage helped brighten Sam’s outlook a little. “Hey, Dave,” the two ladies working the counter said almost simultaneously.

“Hey, Tammy. Hey, Melinda. Two coffees this morning,” Dave said wagging his finger from Sam to himself a couple of times. “We’re meeting my TRAINER.”

“You must come here a lot,” Sam said to Dave as Tammy poured the coffee. He eyed the sausage Melinda was frying and said, “I’ll take one of those sausage and egg paninis you’re making.”

Dave chuckled, winked at the ladies and said, “This place has the best coffee in the world. So I meet my friends here pretty regularly. Like I said, it’s my favorite morning spot.”

From the back corner, a man waved Dave over and they walked toward him. The man stood as they approached, smiled and shook hands with them. He looked like an upside down pyramid—broad shoulders, narrow waist—Sam recognized this man certainly was a TRAINER. He must work for a gym.

“Nice to meet you, Sam. Dave has told me about your trouble and I have no doubt we CAN help.”

“That makes one of us,” Sam replied, trying to fake a smile so he would appear to be joking. Neither of the other two laughed and Sam flopped onto his chair feeling more and more like a failure in the presence of two truly disciplined successes.

They chit-chatted for a while and Sam found out quickly the TRAINER did not work for the nearby gym; he owned it. Sam felt a little self-conscious about his panini after finding that out, but not enough to stop eating while they talked.

Then Dave said, “Well guys, I think it’s time you two got to work. Deborah and I plan to visit her mother today. Sam, I’m going to leave you with my TRAINER. He’ll get you home when he’s done with you.

“Don’t worry, he and I’ll get together next week to deal with my business. Listen well.”

Dave took a final swig from his coffee cup and left Sam sitting there totally nonplussed.

The TRAINER smiled and said, “You better finish yours too, we’re heading out.” Sam drained his cup, asked the barista for a refill in a to-go cup and followed the TRAINER out to his truck asking, “Where’re we going?”

“To my gym. We’re going to start your TRAINING.”

“I didn’t think this was about exercise.”

“It’s not, but if we sit around and talk in there all day, I’ll end up eating more of those paninis and need the exercise like you.”

“Great,” said Sam sardonically, rolling his eyes.

*****

After a short drive to the gym. They walked into the TRAINER’S office. While the TRAINER walked around his desk, Sam sat down and said, “Alright, so what is all this COULDA, SHOULDA, WOULDA stuff? It sounded weird to begin with and the more I’ve thought about it, the more it sounds like gobbledy-gook. Do you really think you can help?”

“You wouldn’t be here if I didn’t. I’m not going to talk about the SHOULDA and WOULDA ‘stuff,’ as you call it. That’s for Dave’s other friends to discuss. I’m just the TRAINER. My job is getting you from COULDA to CAN. I understand your cynicism. I was just like you once. Dave, however, took me under his wing and passed his inheritance on to me.”

“Dave helped you?” Sam responded. “I thought you helped Dave.”

“We help each other. Dave has seen I’m really good at going from COULDA to CAN. I help him keep doing it even on days when he doesn’t feel like it. That’s my job, getting you to CAN.”

“Well, I guess that’s the problem right now,” Sam mumbled. “I am beginning to think I can’t really do anything. There are so many possibilities out there I COULD follow BUT I don’t know which to choose. And I don’t really know if I CAN actually do any of them.”

Sam was leaning forward in his chair, “I even thought about starting…,” he paused slouched back in his chair and continued, “never mind. What have you got for me?”

“Sam, your statements actually cut right to the heart of what I want to tell you. Listen carefully. I only have one lesson for you. After that, I CAN help keep you going, but it will be up to you to apply the lesson.”

“Alright, give it to me,” Sam said, pulling out a pen and opening his planner to a notes page.

“The lesson is right here,” the TRAINER said, pointing to a plaque above his head on the wall behind him. Sam read:

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Sam laughed, “If it’s such an important lesson, you think you could have spelled it right.”

The TRAINER smiled indulgently and went on. “Here is what I had to learn a long time ago, Sam. You can’t do everything. But you CAN do ANYTHINGG.”

“Is that with two Gs?” Sam asked mockingly.

“Yes, it is, and let me show you why.” He handed Sam a card:

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“These are the nine keys for getting from COULDA to CAN. Let me explain them.”

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I hope you enjoyed today’s reading. Come back next week as the TRAINER begins to explain how to do ANYTHINGG.

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Why We Should Always Ask Questions First and Discipline Later

fatherson talk 200x300 Why We Should Always Ask Questions First and Discipline LaterA friend of mine tells a story on himself that I have to share with you. I won’t include any names in order to protect the innocent (and guilty). I’m just glad every once in a while I get to use someone else as an example instead of always having to use me.

Anyway, this good brother had taught his children not to take the Lord’s name in vain…ever. He had even taught against the popular euphemisms for the Lord’s name. He wanted his family to always accord the Lord the very highest respect. 

How embarrassed and shocked he was when at a picnic he heard his young son hollering almost at the top of his lungs, “Oh my God!” The crime had been committed. The witnesses were everywhere. Punishment must be administered. He yanked up his son and paddled him on the spot. A moment later his wife approached and said, “Hon, he was singing the new song I taught him. You know the part that says ‘Oh my God, I trust in thee.’” As my friend shared the story, I could tell, he still felt small for that one. I felt small for him. I uttered a little prayer of thanksgiving that I’m not the only dad who blows it sometimes.

But the reason God let’s us make mistakes is to learn from them. Certainly, we dads have every responsibility to discipline our children. A good time to practice discipline is when God is disrespected. However, the extreme nature of this story demonstrates a point we need always remember. Even when it seems obvious that our children have done something wrong, we need to get the facts first. Even when it seems absolutely clear our children have violated the rules and crossed the boundaries, we need to press the pause button, calm down, and find out the complete story. 

We must not react out of embarrassment, anger, wrath, pride, or any other emotion that prompts hasty discipline. If after investigation, we learn our children have indeed crossed the boundary, then we should discipline them for their good (Hebrews 12:9-10). It will still have its value. Discipline doesn’t have to be absolutely immediate for it to be effective. We can take time to investigate and make sure the discipline is warranted.

When we press the pause button, we will certainly avoid unnecessary guilt for messing up. Fortunately, our children are resilient and forgiving. When we apologize and ask for forgiveness, they are usually quick to give it. But, it certainly makes us feel better if we get a handle on the situation first.

2 Reasons We Don’t Have to Pray Exactly Like the Psalmists

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(Check out the index for all the posts in this series.)

Praying Like the Psalmists

“The only way to understand the psalms is on your knees, the whole congregation praying the words of the psalms with all its strength”—Deitrich Bonhoeffer.

I’ve spent a good bit of the past several months studying the Psalms as a guide for prayer, praise, and worship. I completely agree with Bonhoeffer’s sentiment. I think most of us do. Our modern hymns demonstrate we believe the best way to use and understand the Psalms is in prayer and song. Consider some of our modern songs:

  • “As the Deer” from Psalm 42
  • “This is the Day” from Psalm 118
  • “The Lord’s My Shepherd” from Psalm 23
  • “How Majestic is Your Name” from Psalm 8
  • “Unto Thee O Lord” from Psalm 25
  • “I Will Call Upon the Lord” from Psalm 18

The list could go on, but you see the point.

Having said this, there is still part of us that is overwhelmed at the thought of using the Psalms as our guide for prayer. There are 150 of those psalms to go through. On top of that, sometimes the psalmists use phrases with which we are unfamiliar. Like greeting cards, the Psalms often sound good to us when we read them, but they don’t seem to fit us when we actually say them. Not to mention, there are just some ways in which the psalmists speak that seem almost blasphemous. I’ve read some psalms (e.g. Psalm 88) that make me want to change locations when I’m done for fear that lightning will strike where I was standing.

Thus, there is a huge part of us that wants to pray like the psalmists. At the same time, there is a part that doesn’t. With that in mind, I’m going to devote our Monday spiritual springboard to prayer and the Psalms for a while. But, I want to begin in an odd place. I want to first set our minds at ease where we don’t want to pray like the psalmists. Hopefully, as we consider these things we can relax as we look to the Psalms and not be so overwhelmed. Then we’ll be free to gradually learn as much as we can about prayer from the Psalms.

Today, I want to show you 2 of the 4 reasons we don’t have to pray exactly like the psalmists. Next week, we’ll wrap up the other 2 reasons.

2 Reasons We Don’t Have to Pray Exactly Like the Psalmists

1. The Psalms are part of the Old Covenant not the New

Despite the usual practice of Bible printers to include the Psalms when they publish a pocket New Testament, the Psalms are not part of our covenant or the law of Christ. They are part of the Old Covenant law. Note John 10:34. While debating with the Jews, Jesus said, “Is it not written in your Law, ‘I said, you are gods’?” Jesus quoted from Psalm 82:6. I certainly recognize the Psalms were not written as a legal code. I understand they are not part of the decalogue. I see that they are not written with “Thou shalt” and “Thou shalt not.” Nevertheless, Jesus demonstrates they are part of that Old Covenant.

In Hebrew 7:12, we learn when there is a change of priesthood, there is a change of law. We are no longer under the levitical priesthood. Rather, we are under the priesthood of Jesus Christ. Our priesthood has changed, so has the law.

Romans 10:4 says Christ is the end or goal of the Law. When Christ came, He fulfilled the Law. He superseded the Law. It is no longer our pattern and guide for glorifying God. 

Having said that, don’t forget Romans 15:4, which explains we can learn from what was written even in the days of the Old Covenant. I’m not suggesting tossing out the Old Testament. That would be silly. In fact, we cannot possibly understand the New without learning from the Old. We just need to keep the Old in proper perspective. Now that the Messiah has appeared, we are no longer under the schoolmaster/tutor/guardian (cf. Galatians 3:19-29).

The point being that we can learn from the Psalms, but we can be relieved from the idea that they are somehow the universal pattern for all praying for all time. We can learn timeless principles about prayer, praise, and worship from them. But we are not seeing our pattern for how to glorify God under the New Covenant.

Let me show practically why this is important. Psalm 5:3 says, “O LORD, in the morning you hear my voice; in the morning I prepare a sacrifice for you and watch.” If we want to pray, do we have to offer the morning sacrifice? If we have to pray exactly like the psalmists, we do. But this is not our pattern. Rather, we learn from this psalm within its Old Covenant context that sacrifice is what grants us access to pray to God. However, under the New Covenant, killing an animal is not how we glorify or draw near to God. We know Jesus is our sacrifice whose blood brings us into the presence of God (Hebrews 10:19-22). See from this how we learn from the Psalms timeless principles about prayer and praise but we do not follow them as our Law and guide for prayer. 

2. The Psalms were written using a culturally appropriate genre, not a universal guide for all praying everywhere.

To claim we can only pray like the psalmists, would be akin to claiming we could only ever speak about judgment in apocalyptic. We would be taking a culturally appropriate genre and mandating it as the guide. In that case, we would be missing the real point in the Psalms. The real point is not that we have to use the psalmists’ genre to pray. Rather, we need to learn the lessons God revealed through that genre.

The genre of the Psalms is not an exclusively biblical genre. In fact, it is not even an exclusively Hebrew genre. Many scholars have pointed out that this exact genre was used among the Egyptians and Babylonians of the same time period. The genre of the Psalms is not the universal guide for the only way to pray or even the best way to pray. It was simply a form of prayer used at that time and God used that culturally appropriate genre to reveal His servants’ proper response to Him.

Some are thinking I’ve gone off the deep end and turned into a liberal theologian here. That is not the case at all. Isn’t this what God did with all of the Bible? He used people within their culture, in their background, their styles, their language, and revealed His will through that. That’s all I’m saying God did with the Psalms. He did not use this genre to say this is the only way to pray. He simply revealed His will through the background and culture of the people of that time.

We do not have to become masters at Hebrew parallelism, chiasm, or other characteristics of this genre in order to pray properly. We do not have to use the exact forms and phrases. That was all part of their culture. We have a different culture with different forms.

Consider one example. Psalm 102:1-2 says, “Hear my prayer, O LORD; / let my cry come to you! / Do not hide your face from me / in the day of my distress! / Incline your ear to me; / answer me speedily in the day when I call!” I have a very hard time with this or even remotely praying to God like this. In my culture, I should at least say, “Please.” I can imagine telling my kids, “Listen up!” like that, but I can’t imagine talking my parents like that, let alone my God.

What is happening here? It’s all about culture. Apparently, in that Old Testament culture and in the culturally appropriate genre, this could be said without concern. While I’m sure it is perfectly legitimate at the base level to recite this psalm in prayer, culturally, I’ll never feel comfortable demanding God listen to my prayer. Do I have a lack of faith? Am I weak because I don’t pray like the psalmists in this regard? No. I’m in a different culture. We have different means by which we show respect.

Consider an illustration. In John 19:26, Jesus addressed His mother saying, “Woman, behold, your son!” I wouldn’t remotely encourage modern sons to call their mother, “Woman,” just because Jesus did it. All by itself, it must not be wrong. But in our cultural context it is considered inappropriate and disrespectful. I think we need to consider the same point when we address God.

Wrapping Up

We are going to learn a lot of great information from the Psalms about praying. I can’t wait for us to discuss this and learn from each other as we converse about praying. But I hope we can set our minds at ease. We don’t have to pray exactly like the psalmists to go to heaven. We can relax and take as long as we need to learn from the psalmists.

Make sure you come back next Monday when we’ll wrap up this part of our Psalms study with two more reasons we don’t have to pray exactly like the psalmists.

Let me know what you hope to get out of discussing the Psalms. That will help guide where we go with this.

Praying Like the Psalmists: An Index

prayer 200x300 Praying Like the Psalmists: An IndexI hope you enjoy my series on praying like the psalmists. For easier navigation, I have added this index or table of contents so you can jump to whichever post you want to study, whenever you want to study it.

Please return to this index weekly. As each new post is added, a new link will be placed in this post.

Why We Don’t Have to Pray Just Like the Psalmists

Introduction to the Series and 2 Reasons We Don’t Have to Pray Just Like the Psalmists

2 More Reasons We Don’t Have to Pray Just Like the Psalmists

 

Believing in the God of the Psalmists

God Is

God is Creator

God is My Creator

God is the Source

God is Judge

God is King

God is My Rock, Redeemer…

God is My Shepherd

God is Near

God is Love

Monty Python: The Four Yorkshiremen

You’ll get a barrel of laughs as you listen to four apparently wealthy Yorkshiremen reminisce about the good ol’ days when they were poor. Have fun.

Getting To Did, Part 1: Sam’s Crumbling World

I’m going to let you in on a little secret. Sometime in the next couple of months, I’m going to be publishing my first secular, self-help book. If you’ve been following for a while, you’ve heard me talk about it before. The title is “Getting to Did: How To Get Rid of Your Big “But” and Live a Life without Regrets.” I’ve decided over the next several months I’m going to use my Thursday Springboard for Your Professional Life to blog that book for you. Hopefully, soon, I’ll even be able to podcast it for you. Today, You get the introduction. Come back every Thursday to find out how Sam’s story pans out.

Also, included in this post is a directory to each post in the series.

Sam’s Crumbling World
Sam Meets the Trainer
ATTITUDE
NEXT STEP THINKING
YOUR STRENGTHS
TIME
HONESTY and INSIGHT
NEVER QUIT
GROWTH and GOALS
Wrapping up with the TRAINER
Meeting the PROFESSOR
Getting the Weight of the World of Your SHOULD-ers
You SHALL be the Best You
You SHALL Go Beyond Yourself
You SHALL Prioritize and Wrapping up with the PROFESSOR
Sam Meets the COACH
PASSION
LOOK TO THE FUTURE
ACCEPT NO EXCUSES
YES MEN
Sam Wraps Up with the Coach
Sam’s First Council Meeting
Sam’s Rebuilt World

Getting to Did: Sam’s Crumbling World

unemployed worker 200x300 Getting To Did, Part 1: Sams Crumbling WorldSam’s world was crumbling. Have you been there? Are you there? Are you afraid you are going there? Then you know how Sam felt. Not that his world had ever really been that big or that stable. But it had been his. It had been comfortable. Had been. Now it was collapsing.

Sam was 49. He had been semi-happily married to Susan for 25 of those years. His oldest son, Sam Jr. was 23 and a recent graduate from Sam’s alma mater. Sarah, the lone female, was 20. Scott was 17and would be starting his senior year in high school in just a few months. The youngest, Sid, was 14 and going into the eighth grade.

Seven months ago, Sam was at the top of his world. A few years earlier, he had been promoted to Vice President of Sales in the company that had pursued him as a salesman when he was 32. He and Susan had finally bought that bigger home. Since Sam had been given a company car, he bought Susan the Lexus she always wanted. Things were good. But then Sam’s company was sold. The buyer wanted to keep several workers in Sam’s company, but wanted to rely on her own management team. Sam no longer fit. She let Sam go the week after Christmas.

He was given a decent severance package, promised a good recommendation and then politely escorted with his box of office paraphernalia off company property, where he called Susan to pick him up because he was no longer allowed to use the company car. She handled the news relatively well. Sam cried for a week.

For months he called it his worst Christmas present ever. However, in years to come he called it his best.

Realizing Susan’s income, supplemented by the severance package and their meager savings, could support their lifestyle for about a year, he started looking for another job. “Really,” he thought, “I don’t know why I’ve been so depressed. I’m highly qualified. I have a Bachelors degree in business and marketing and a Masters in accounting. I’ve worked for the same company for 17 years. My track record is good. Who wouldn’t want to hire me?”

Sam, however, learned that “overqualified” was the politically correct and lawsuit safe euphemism for “too old.” None of the companies to which he applied wanted 49-year-olds with good track records. They were too busy head hunting 32-year-olds with promising futures.

Though he was only halfway through his severance package, Sam felt he was at the end of his rope. As he often did when particularly stressed and depressed, he manicured his lawn. Keeping his yard “green and pristine,” as he called it, was about the only joy he had. It gave him time alone to think, provided a sense of accomplishment and, if nothing else, hid from the neighbors the turmoil going on inside the house.

He had just finished and was sitting down on his back deck with a glass of ice water, when his neighbor, Dave, came around the corner of the house and said, “Hey Sam. How’s the job hunt going?”

“Great Dave, just great. You trying to pour salt in the wounds?”

“Still no luck, huh? Keep trying. Something is bound to come up.”

“I hope so, but I’m beginning to doubt it. Right now, however, I’m more ticked at Scott,” Sam unloaded.

“What? I thought Scott was the good kid.”

“He is, but we’ve been fighting a lot lately. He’s going to be a senior this year and I’ve been on him to get his application in to the ols alma mater. But he keeps putting it off. I told him if he keeps waiting, it’ll be too late and he’ll be stuck going to the local community college. Do you know what he said?” Without giving Dave time to answer, Sam continued, “He said, ‘So? I’m not sure I want to go to your alma mater anyway.’” Sam gave an exasperated “you know how dumb kids can be sometimes look” to Dave, but Dave didn’t respond.

Sam simply continued talking, “I told him I was only looking out for his own good. He needed to go to a good school, study hard, make good grades and then he could get a good secure job and provide for his family. You know what he said then?” Sam plunged on, “He said, ‘You mean like you?’ Talk about kicking a guy when he’s down.”

“Well, Sam, he does have a bit of a point. It’s hard to take that kind of advice from a guy whose good secure job has left him so insecure.”

Sam, his eyes wide, spluttered, “Well… yeah, I know. But I just want what’s best for him. My dad went to that school and so did his dad. It’s done all of us well. I mean, didn’t you want Dave Jr. to go to your alma mater?”

“I guess I might have, if I had one. But, I never went to college. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted Dave Jr. to go. I thought that was important, and I told him so. But I didn’t think it was so important he should sacrifice what he thought was important.”

Sam sat in stunned silence for a moment. Dave the most successful men he knew didn’t even go to college? How could that happen? He owned several restaurants and a few apartment buildings. In fact, it had always amazed Sam that Dave lived in his neighborhood, when surely he could have afforded something much more. Dave and his wife Deborah always looked happy. In fact, despite their having been married over 40 years, Sam always had the impression they were newlyweds. He chalked that up to no longer having kids at home. On top of that, he had heard Dave’s kids were also pretty successful.

“You never went to college?” Sam questioned, words tumbling out in gusts. “How on earth have you done so well? Did you get a big inheritance? I could sure use one.” Sam slouched back in his chair.

Dave smiled slightly. “I guess you might say I got a big inheritance, but not the kind you’re thinking of. I consider my dad one of the most successful men to have ever lived, but he never had much money. There were some things he always DID however. He always DID his best. He always DID what he enjoyed. And he always DID take care of us. He died while I was still in high school.” Dave paused, looked up and smiled again as though he had just relived some great moment. Then he continued, “He DID leave me a legacy of knowing how to get things done. That’s why I’m successful. That’s why I was able to start my first restaurant when I was 25 and then invest in several franchises over the years. That’s why I was able to get into real estate investing. That’s why I was able to quit working for money in my 40s.”

“Yeah, I coulda started my own business, but I was newly married and I needed the benefits, you know what I mean?”

“Sure, I know,” Dave responded. He continued after a brief pause, “Exactly what are those benefits doing for you now, Sam?”

“Well, I shoulda handled my money more wisely, but my wife and kids were always wanting more and I wanted to give them the best. You know, I wanted them to have what I never got.”

“How much longer are you going to be able to do that, Sam?”

“Come on, Dave, I woulda got a job by now, but all those companies want young guys. I feel like I’m in my prime. Fifty is the new thirty, you know, but they think I should be put out to pasture. I wish I had done things differently, but hindsight is 20/20. I’ll just have to live with my regrets. Right now I just need a job.”

Dave fixed Sam with a hard gaze. He paused for a moment as if measuring the words in his mind before letting them slip out of his mouth. “Sam, if you want my advice, you need to get rid of your big BUT.”

“What?!” Sam squawked nearly spilling his drink as he jumped forward in his chair. “You…you think my weight is holding me back?”

“Wrong ‘butt,’ pal. You’re filled with COULDAS, SHOULDAS and WOULDAS. Then you cap them all off with a big BUT. That’s why you’ve got so many regrets. You need to turn those into CANS, SHALLS, WILLS and DID. That was the inheritance my dad left me. He taught me to get rid of my big BUT, to reach my potential, getting past COULDA, SHOULDA and WOULDA and get things done. Or as I call it, GET TO DID. That’s what’s helped me be successful. That’s what’s helped me live a life without regrets.”

“Wow…I think,” Sam said, scratching his head. “I don’t have any idea what you’re talking about. Sounds like some kind of crazy PMA stuff we used to get from the home office.”

Dave responded, “No, it’s not just PMA and you probably do know what I’m talking about. You just don’t realize it. You can’t possibly have been as successful at sales as you have been without following some of the principles I like to share with people. You just don’t realize how they apply to everything in life, even trying to make ends meet after losing your job. Somebody told me that Plato said all learning is really remembering. I don’t really know what he meant by that. But I’ve found that when someone passes on a true principle to me, I really already knew it in my gut, I just needed someone to formulate it into words to give it power in my life.

“I’ve been watching you and hurting for you, Sam. I normally wait until someone asks me for advice to give it, but we’ve been friends for a while and I’d like to ask you to trust me and let me give you some real help. In the end, if you think it’s crazy and my friends and I are just flukes or flakes, you can go back to hunting for a job your way.”

Sam crossed his arms and cocked his head to one side. “So you think you could help me by GETTING TO…what was it you said?”

GETTING TO DID. No, I COULD not. I steer clear of the COULDAS. Rather, I CAN, I SHALL and I WILL. In fact, consider it DID.”

Sam’s face said it all; he didn’t get it. “Dave, what you just said didn’t make a lick of sense to me.”

“Of course not. You don’t know the tools yet. But if you’ll let me give you just a few opportunities to talk with my YES MEN and me, you’ll understand all of it.”

YES MEN? I already don’t like the sound of this. I’ve never liked those kind of people.”

“That’s because you’re thinking about a completely different kind of YES MEN than I am. But again, that’ll be something you learn when you talk with my friends. How ‘bout it?”

“Alright, Dave. This sounds crazy, but I think you must know what you’re talking about. I mean, I guess it can’t hurt,” Sam gave a weak laugh, “When do we start? I only have about six months to get things on track or it’s foreclosure and dog food time.”

“Let’s start in the morning. I’m already having coffee with one of my advisors then. I call him my TRAINER. I’ve stayed in touch with him for years because he helps me turn my COULDA into CAN. I’ll let him know you’re coming. I CAN get him to clear some time for you and let him teach you the first step on the journey to DID. Meet me in my driveway at 5:45.”

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I hope you enjoyed today’s reading. Come back next Thursday to get the next installment when Sam meets the TRAINER and starts learning how to turn his COULDAs into CANs.

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In the End, God Always Wins

Well, once again, someone has allowed their fervor for copyright to overtake their desire for free advertising. The video I had posted here originally has been removed and is no longer allowed to be embedded. You can watch Il Divo sing Amazing Grace at the Roman Coliseum by clicking this link. Then come back and find out what I got out of it.

I have to admit the above video is extremely moving. However, that is not why I post it. Secondly, I must also admit I personally believe God has only authorized us under His new covenant to sing while worshipping Him and not to play orchestrations even though it is highly emotional for us.

With those caveats, let me explain why I post this video.

As you watch the video, notice the building in which this concert is held. It is the Roman Coliseum. 1900 years ago, Christians were killed in this theater for sport. Christians were mauled by lions, burned at the stake, drawn and quartered. The crowds laughed and jeered. The emperors took up the sword against the emperor of the universe, King Jesus, and they believed they were winning. The Christians themselves may have believed the Romans were winning. How many times did they wonder if God could win against such evil?

Nearly 2000 years later, however, 4 men stand on the grounds where the blood of our brothers and sisters was spilt. Do they listen to jeering crowds demand their death? Do they cower before ravenous lions and armored gladiators? No. They stand for all the world to see, singing an anthem of Christianity. The crowds look on and cheer their praises.

“Amazing grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now I’m found; was blind but now I see. Twas grace that taught my heart to fear and grace my fears relieved. How precious did that grace appear, the hour I first believed. When we’ve been there ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun, we’ve no less days to sing God’s praise than when we first begun.”

As I listen, I can almost hear the blood of my brothers and sisters crying out in praise of God’s mercy and grace along with the four men on stage. They have been on the other side for nearly 2000 years of our earth’s time, but they still have just as much time to sing God’s praise as when they first begun.

Many of you who follow my mutterings are Christians. Some of you are not. No matter on which side you fall, please see this for what it is. Rome turned all its power against Christ. The emperors are dead. Rome defeated. Christ lives on. Christ’s empire still stands. We as Christians can stand on the battlegrounds of the past and sing praises to our King and God.

“Through many dangers, toils, and fears, I have already come. Twas grace hath brought me safe thus far and grace will lead me home!”

Hallelujah! God always wins!

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