I was reminded of this, today.  This is old school from my archives.

From the archives:  “Child of God:  A Challenge to Everyone who Reads” - dated October 17, 2007.

I wrote this in defense of a coach at a high school I took pictures for.  I had moved to the Denver area shortly after hearing of the news.  I was extremely concerned about the situation as a whole.  I still refuse to change sides, though since I was here when it happened, I’ve heard several sides to this story that would normally move me around.  When I lost my blog, I lost this write-up, along with all of my other posts.  None of them were too important, and many of them were personal things I wish, now, that I could have retracted, anyway.  TMI is not really a good thing, now, as the older I get, the less of an open book I want to be.

But anyway, I’ve been getting a lot of 404 hits searching for this post, so I wanted to reprint it here.  Enjoy the original version of “Child of God:  A Challenge to Everyone who Reads.”

October 17th, 2007

It seems like the little town of Tuscola is in the news, again. Kaleb Tierce, a man with great taste, has offered a 9th grader a book to read (Child of God by Cormac McCarthy) and now he is being lynched for it. The armchair supporters don’t seem to care, since their football team, whom he incidentally is an assistant coach for, is winning.

There are points to ponder, here, from my laptop in Colorado, that I believe my first amendment right allows me to publish.

As a former photographer and lifetime supporter of the Indians, I want to first find someone to blame. But I will resign from doing so before I consider all the facts that have been presented to me.

1. Tierce is widely loved by his peers and students. He seems to bring the best out of everyone he meets. He is married and has a child. He is a former college athlete with degree that allows him to teach AP English…

2. …AP English is a class that, as I recall, was supposed to bring out the harder topics, such as those that Child of God brings to light. It is a class that is designed to make the reader think and even respond, both verbally and written, to the topics that come about. I remember in my AP class, reading questionable material, but I never looked at it as such, because I doubt authors such as McCarthy, Amy Tan, Alice Walker, Edgar Allen Poe, Jean Auel, etc would like to be called pornographers, instigators, or worse. They write to entertain and to release a bit of themselves into the world we live in, and allow our senses to take hold of the what-ifs that they put before us. With fiction that parallels the reality we inhabit, I cannot begin to understand any author to be one of little more than entetaining us, unless he explicitly calls himself a romance novelist or similar…

3. …not to mention that the authors have the very ability to write their books, let alone publish them, is probably why I liked my AP class the most. Though I read Child in the 8th grade, on my own terms, checking it out from the school library, I can see how it is a challenge to the freshman class or even older, because it throws you into the depths of the darkest of dark lives, one that is shunned by the human element altogether, and forces him to live in the caves and dregs with little more than stuffed animals and corpses, not to give away the story. The reasoning for the title of the book, I decided, was summed up in a bible verse, of all things, Matthew 25:40

4. …which is why I find this whole thing with Coach Tierce so ironic. Matthew 25:40 (NKJV) states, And the King will answer and say to them, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me. The book itself poses a greater challenge to the people of the world, that in a nutshell, if we are to treat everyone equally, without judgement, regardless his mistakes, where do we find the fortitude to welcome back something as disgusting as what Lester Ballard was accused of doing. Do we ignore it, kick it to the streets, welcome it back with open arms, or even go so far as to nurse it back to light, again? What would you do?

5. Which brings me to my final point: what Tierce did wasn’t even an illicit act! He had a list of books. He had students in the class choose a book from the list to read and write a report on. This sounds simple enough. But one kid, a 9th grader (girl), took issue with the book and showed it to her mother, who is now out for this teacher’s blood. He had a list of books. This is not a list he made, it’s a list he probably found on a teacher site, or dare I say in the halls of JNCISD, and he used the list as a guideline for the students to choose from. This is not breaking a law. He didn’t staple the assignment to the girl’s forehead, he didn’t throw a book at her, he said the book she ended up with, Child of God by Cormac McCarthy, was one of his favorites, and now he’s about to get canned because her mom saw it.

What I gather, here, is that Jim Ned doesn’t want their noses bloody, so they’re covering themselves by sacrificing the career of a very good teacher. Forget how the story of the book scandal began; rather, note that this is a school in a small West Texas town, with one or two notable elements on their long history, and they don’t want to present themselves as negatives to any potential homeowner in their district. When your attendance determines what level of play your football team is in, it matters who stays and who moves in.

However, I know a LOT of people that go to, teach, went to, or live in the JNCISD district, and I will say they are all very good people. I can’t say much negative, except there is the usual small town politics that come with the area, and even with the different sports and extracurricular activities. Those are aesthetics that come along with the scene of a small town. Tuscola doesn’t even have a red light…well there’s the one that flashes, but it’s yellow, if I recall correctly.

That’s how small the community is, and their residents are about as tight as you can get. Yet, in a case like this, it seems that they could do more than the armchair support they seem to be giving. Now, I am saying this from a chair in a coffee shop in Colorado, writing about what I know regarding a small town that I love so much, and about a student body that ranks among the brightest in the nation, and about a teacher, coach, and mentor that has brought a lot more out of the students and athletes he works with than most others (just like Coach Lavallee), who is being hung out to dry over something that I don’t see as being an issue. It’s a damn, book, people. It’s a 14 year old who is obviously intelligent, or she wouldn’t be in AP English. Maybe her maturity level is not of an age to be able to appreciate the meaning behind Child of God, but this is also something that her mother brought to — not the school but the sherriff’s department and the defense attorney’s office.  Maybe we should pull out the proverbial noose for McCarthy, as well, for writing such a masterpiece.

But on the other hand, my mom is the same way. If she’d known half the stuff I read by the time I entered high school, I’d probably not be as good a writer as I am, now.

So the challenge I present to you is: read Child of God by Cormac McCarthy. Pass it on. Let everyone know about this book, lest it be banned from the halls of society forever. Just like Lester Ballard. Just like Coach Tierce.

This Week…

This week has been really awesome.  Today was definitely tough, but it was hard fought battle that I consider a victory for two reasons:  one is because I stuck with it, and by God’s grace, I was able to complete the entire day knowing that, no matter what, he’d bring it all home.  And second was because I am able to write about it, here.  To most, playing “hurt” is not even an option — and I stuck through it, even as my jaw throbbed in pain, and my alergies were kicking my butt all over the place.  Even on five hours of sleep, I was able to keep my head up and take care of the tasks at hand.  I think after an awesome week, this day has been a learning experience for me, and I actually believe I matured a bit, even after a tiny tantrum at the very end of my day.  While I am sorry I burst like I did, I am also aware of my heart’s intent.

I thank God that I was able to succeed at surviving this day, and even completing tasks that I didn’t know I was supposed to take care of.  I am just so happy that it is over.  I’m resting, this weekend.  I’m taking advantage of a couple of opportunities that could open up, and am going to welcome those opportunities with open arms.  I am in God’s hands, and He will direct me in the way that He wants me to go, no matter what I do.

On Wednesday, I heard an awesome story of how the future King David would begin to earn his title, and have understood that, though we may not choose our paths, God will put us where He wants us no matter what we do — especially when we keep praying earnestly for His guidance.  I hope He hears me when I ask him to search my heart and remove all of the shortcomings, because I have a handful — at least, that I am aware of.   And I am thankful that He takes the time to listen to me and answer my cries for help in those areas.

Grace and peace to all of you who read this.

Day 4…

Day 4 of my best week ever was the most trying, with an awesome ending. We didn’t win the game, but in my heart we did. Thriller at highline! Anyway, tomorrow will be the best day of the week, even on 5 hours of sleep!

That being said — I’m off to bed! (hey! I was a poet, and I didn’t even know it!)

Oops!

I missed a post, yesterday!  I apologize — I got home really late.  Had to work until 4, then had a wonderful Wednesday night church service (got to see Louie for the first time — he’s an awesome pastor - glad to have him in our Jr. High ministry).  Yesterday I managed a good “play” out of the gym time, learning about some machines I never bothered to use before — including the weight-assisted pullup / dip machine in the corner.  Apparently it’s been there for a decade or longer, but it’s the coolest machine I’ve ever put my hands on.  I’m sold on it.  I didn’t get to bed until about 9:30, last night.  Suffice it to say, I’m pretty beat.

Today, I left work early to take care of some dental work, and I stress because I am taking off work for it — but I’m also stressing because I have to go to the dentist.  Ugh!  LOL.   I’m lined up to get two crowns put in and a wisdom tooth pulled.  It happens in about 20 minutes, so I better run.

In the meantime, go read the book of James.  It’s been solid words of wisdom for me, since I have a lot of problems with controlling my own tongue.  Blessing some, cursing others.  It’s really good advice, that book.

Yesterday’s Workout

So I gave one lousy look at the circuits, did my cardio, and worked my arms, shoulders, and a little on my upper back. A little soreness in my shoulders. Last week, I was lifting 10lb dumbbells, and yesterday I used 15lbs. So far, so good!

What a day!

Just a quick note before I run off to bed.

I had some really awesome muses flung my direction. Not sure what to do with them, yet, but I wrote them down just in case. In addition, I went to register for classes, and found out I can actually afford a full load — since I got 1/2 scholarship (kinda). Now I gotta think about how many classes I want to take in combination with my full time job and bible work.

Speaking of bible work, I’ve decided to answer God’s calling and join a ministry. I have a list of “courses” if you will, that will take me at least 2 years to complete. One of which is an intense bible study that, if I did one course a day, will take…um…forever…nah, at least a year. That is in addition to the rest of the stuff I have been assigned (for lack of better terminology.

At this point, I am realizing the absolute truth behind Jeremiah 29:11. My hope is in you, oh Lord. Show me the way.

Awesome Stuff!

I approached my Pastor, today. He gave me a little list (ok, a really long list) of resources to further my bible study and understand God’s calling for my life. Those of you who don’t know, I have felt a very strong calling since the first of the year, and I haven’t quite understood why I have felt this. I’m having difficulty praying it, because I am afraid of what He will reveal to me. Thus I asked my Pastor, instead. Now I have a good set of resources to look at while I discern His calling.

Big Week Ahead!

This week is going to be HUGE! I register for classes, start my new workout cycle, start the 31 days to clean challenge, and go over the framework for my new book…among other things!  I also have some other personal challenges, some of which just might make their way to this blog.  I’m so full of excitement and hopefulness that it’s hard to describe.

I’m so giddy over the idea that I am actually getting to follow through and finally get that English degree.  The funny thing is that I have no idea what I am going to do with it, once I get it, but I am stoked to say that I’m giving myself a second chance with it.

My workout cycle is a 12 week easy-to-complete setup.  4 weeks of  machine training (with added dumbbell work) and cardio, 4 weeks of more freeweights and some machines (with cardio), and the last four weeks are polishing off with detail work.  Usually, if I complete the cycle, I will add 4 weeks of freeweight-only work (with cardio) to grow specific areas on my body.  It’s not hard to do, but ya just gotta do it.  And yes, I’ll be posting daily notes about how I did on each day.

I stumbled upon that 31 Days to Clean challenge, this morning.  Read over it and decided to try it out.  I’m single and have a cat, and there’s nothing that should keep me from following through on that one.  Tim Ferris has this thing called the Low-Information Diet that I am considering.  I am an info hog, and am not sure if I can follow through, BUT it’s there and I just might try it and see.

In addition to all of that, I decided to start looking for a chest protector.  I got all I need for my goalie stuff, except for that chest protector and pants.  OH and a stick.  If I’m not going to sell it, I might as well get the rest of the gear and play again.  Even if I suck, now.   Missing three years in the net will do that to a goalie, no matter how good he or she is.

That’s all for now!

Blog Challenge

I have decided to post a blog a day (or more) between now and my birthday, which is August 7th.  The rules are simple:  all posts that are positive, encouraging, humorous, and journalistic are fair game.  This means that even off-topic posts are going to be part of the plan.  I might post one blog on a day, then put up several on the day after that.  I gotta jump start my writing so I can get back to where I was with this thing, a year ago.  Anyone who has been following knows I went from several posts a day to almost nothing.  It’s what happens when a person gets writer’s block.

That having been said…on with the challenge!

Bitterness.  It is a force that can destroy an entire crop.  When fed, it can grow into a fiery inferno that destroys lives, assets, and anything else in its path.  And it grows and festers and destroys every emotion: hope is lost, faith is weakened, ambitions crumbled.  The only thing bitterness does well is open the door for darkness and evil to enter the mind.

Paul writes explicitly”get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice.”  (Eph 4:31)  Sure, it is written.  But exactly how does one just shove it off, and what does this have to do with people not believing?

Let me ask you this:  how much attention do you pay to those who constantly complain about things?   When someone you are around complains all the time, doesn’t it leave you feeling negative and angry toward whatever it is they are complaining about?  Unless you are very strongly in favor of what they are griping about, then odds are, you’ll feel resentment.  What a lot of people don’t understand is that complaining is the seed of bitterness.  And as a small fire in a dried out field, it will surely take over the entire field in a short amount of time.

When leaders complain, they bestow upon themselves a sense of unapproachableness, and people begin to wonder if they are trustworthy.  They look at the leader and ponder the idea that he or she might complain about them or what they do.  I’m not a purveyor of Law of Attraction, but on the human side, it shows up, here.  What you do will affect what comes to you. And if you complain about any given thing (like success, other people doing better than you, etc), odds are you will see your complaints are true, and dare I say it, only because that’s all you filled your mind with.  I am definitely not saying that if you think like you’re going to succeed in a certain relationship, job opportunity, or other endeavor, you are going to get it.  I’m saying that if you talk like you’re going to fail, then you will.  Complaining all the time does nothing but create seeds for the negatives to overpower the positives, and before you know it, you’re no good for anything.  Only because you said so in the beginning.

Thus, as Christians, we are instructed to guard our tongues.  If we speak as if we are Christians, yet talk about Unchristian things, then how do you think we look to those who are not Christian?  Simply put:  we look like hypocrites.  When we complain, we look like hypocrites.  If God is love, then why do the churches fight with each other?  Why are Christians at that church so gossipy?  Always complaining about the other people that go there…that kid off the street went into that one church, and got turned away because of (how he looked, he was high, etc).

Man, it’s hard to comprehend how our outside actions can condemn the entire Kingdom for the outsider who observes.  And believe me, we are under serious scrutiny by those who are not Christians.

James 1:26 - If anyone considers himself religious and yet does not keep a tight rein on his tongue, he deceives himself and his religion is worthless.

James 1:27 - Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.

Honestly, we are all orphans.  Our Father is not physically close by.  We see so many opportunities to make trouble, or sin, and believe we cannot be seen when the feeling to commit sin is strong enough.  I’m just as guilty of it as the next person.  Widows?  Aren’t we all?  We have our earthly husbands and wives, but even if we are single, we still wait for the return of the Lord, our “marriage” into the Kingdom.

As a single, I still can’t comprehend the bible study I attended where the speaker likened the resurrection to a marriage.  I couldn’t begin to explain what that means.  But I do know that if I had a husband, I definitely wouldn’t want him to complain about everything, especially me. I definitely wouldn’t want him to come home  after a night of debauchery, mindless to the needs of the home or the fact that he has to be at work early in the morning.  I certainly wouldn’t want to find him being unfaithful to me. I’d naturally expect these things as standard in both my Christian friends and in my leadership.  Christian or not, leaders are expected to achieve a higher standard, just as Christians are.  And both are under serious scrutiny.

Want to see people be more accepting of you and more open to the Word?  Then get rid of all the bitterness, anger and rage.  And “Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.”  (Eph 4:32)