Thursday, July 24, 2014

For the Church to Be a Home for the Fatherless

Summary of Church of the Fatherless: A Ministry Model for Society’s Most Pressing Problem by Mark E. Strong. Downers Grove, IL: Intervarsity, pp. 183., $15.00, paper.

In defining the problem his book seeks to explore and find answers to, Mark E. Strong states, “Gone are the days when it was ‘normal’ for a child to grow up with both parents in the home . . . a figment of an imagination rooted in antiquity” (10). This is a growing pattern and many people continue to deal with the “issues inherent in fatherlessness” (11). Yes, while a father may be present, he may still lack the skills necessary to be a competent father (of which Strong names: the right temperament, an ability to teach about life and God, to equip children to function effectively in society, to discipline in a way that doesn’t destroy the child, to live in an exemplary way, and to have a strong marriage). The church, as “God’s redemptive agent in the community,” must respond to this issue. Strong sets forth three goals in his book, which I attempt to reflect as I summarize its material: (1) to help pastors/leaders gain a deeper understanding of the issues surrounding fatherlessness, (2) to share practical ways a ministry can serve the fatherless, and (3) to inspire readers to be a part of God’s answer to fill the fatherless void (13). It is not an option, but a biblical charge and a mandate (cf. Ps 68:5; Jas 1:27).

Sunday, July 6, 2014

On Mirrors, Thunderstorms, and Gollum: Reflections on Reflection




It was a new summer and the air tasted fresh and was laced with coming thunderstorms. And I sat alone surrounded by green forest, watching the sun set and rise and set again. For the past week and a few days I had been hiking as part of a college outdoor program. The hiking trip ended with a 48 hour time of solitude and fasting. I longed for those 48 hours to end as soon as they began.

The solitude was painful to me and I longed for home, replaying in my mind again and again the imagined scene of my parents greeting me when I returned from the wilderness trip. My breathing became short at times, and I felt on the verge of panic. I read several books of the Bible, my eyes glazing over as I wondered if I heard thunder in the distance or an animal in the brush. I was not usually afraid of thunderstorms but the thought of them in the wilderness put me on edge. I felt so exposed to nature, to myself, to God. What if He was not good? What if He wanted to tell me things I did not want to hear?