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  Mark 9:36 am on July 11, 2011 Permalink | Reply  

  Pickin’ and Grinnin’ 

  Yesterday was our first experience at a “U-Pick” farm.  I guess you might count the apple orchards I’ve been to before, but this was a full-out organic farm that invites anyone to step out into the black soil and pick what they’ve worked so hard to grow.

  Raspberries, gooseberries, currents, eggplants, onions, peppers of all kinds.  Peach trees were firming up their fruit and the green beans were right on the verge of being picked.  There is just something right about spending an hour in the hot sun with a straw hat and your hands stained with berry juice.

  Picking these fruits made me think a bit about the passage in 1 Cor 1 where Paul mentions that it was he who planted the seed, whereas Apollos watered it, and God made it grow.  There is a memory I have of my mission trips with Let’s Start Talking, a great missions organization doing good work around the world.  One of the leaders of that organization confessed that when there was a baptism of one of the members in the LST ministry, he would think about all those who had come overseas to contribute to the faith of the person he now had the privilege of baptizing.  They planted the seed, someone else watered, and he was seeing the “harvest.”

  Back to the raspberry fields, I was amazed at how much it takes to grow a bush of raspberries, and even with all that effort, how much it takes to pick even a single pint of the delicious fruit!  It is just so much effort, and makes you appreciate the fruit of your labor.  We brought our berries to a potluck, and they were snarfed down with lightning speed.  I watched as heaping spoonfuls were dolloped onto plates, including mine.  Could anyone else but the pickers possibly know the work that went into the getting that berry to their plate?  Could I possibly know how much it takes for God to bring someone’s heart to the point of conversion?

  Harvesting is such a wonder to behold, as is spiritual transformation – and I’m happy to be a small part it.

  
   

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  Mark 9:42 am on May 19, 2011 Permalink | Reply  

  Forget Buying Local, “Buy Social!” 

  I’ve been having a lot of fun at the farmer’s markets so far this year.  My wife Katrina over at her site Art & Table can tell you more about that, plus show you some of her delicious meals made on the cheap with fresh produce.

  But it has me thinking some about where my dollars go.  In a booming economy, it seemed no one minded giving their hard-earned dollars to big companies that moved all the money to one side of the boat – tipping us toward a capsize.  Well, I don’t want to go into the water.

  Instead, a few years ago we as a society remembered what it was like to buy things from each other.  Rather than a computerized woman checking out our oatmeal creme pies and CoCo Puffs, now we’re buying locally – handing cash (or in some cases, local currency!) across a fold-up card table in exchange for a heirloom tomato picked this morning in a farm just outside of town.

  You know that feeling you get after a cross-country flight?  That’s how your tomato feels too.  …Buying local is great for taste, and your pocket book.

  But there’s something I’m adding to the long litany in your purchasing portfolio:

  BUY SOCIAL!

  I’m finding my friends and family are taking advantage of our current economy along with the rise of Facebook and other sites like it to step into a new venture.  My sister-in-law sells wickless candles, my friend sells gourmet meals, two of my cousins just released their first album (rock and folk), and my mom sells health products.  I’m certain that I can get into the paper goods business, selling all my friends and family toilet paper and such.

  Just think – the more connected we all become, the more we become self-marketers, (every status update is a promotion of you.)  If you wanted to make money what better place to advertise than to your friends and family on a place where they spend an average of 45mins a day waiting for you to say something?

  Now, no one wants a nag – and we’ll all have to learn to continue to treat our friends and family as real, honest people – something corporations with million-dollar commercials forgot a long time ago.  Maybe with a real, honest social connection, we’ll know how to best keep our “warm market” from becoming “warmed over.”  I love my family and friends more than I want their business.  Much much more!

  And it works.  I’m finding that my family and friends involved in this new economy: 1) deeply respect the boundaries of marketing to me and 2) we are engaging each other in new ways as we talk about the products and services they truly believe in!

  I love handing money to a local farmer – but I really love handing money to a friend or family member for goods and services.  It is as if I am once again looking at changing my buying habits – why buy from Sam Walton’s family when I can buy from my own?

  
   
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  Mark 7:22 am on April 12, 2011 Permalink | Reply
  Tags: Catholic Worker, Dorothy Day, Lent ( 3 )   

  Whose Side I’m Fighting For 

  It is hard to say or to know what exactly matters in my line of work.  The lines get so blurry.  I wish sometimes I could lay my head on the pillow at the end of the day and have a sense of knowing for sure that the Kingdom made its way, even just one more inch, into the city of Chicago through something I did, something I participated in.  But it doesn’t work like that.

  More often than not, it is messy dance of back and forth.  It is ambiguous victories mixed with incomplete failures.  I don’t know half the time whose side I’m fighting for – and often it feels like my efforts are doing more harm for the Kingdom than good.

  Why all this self-doubt?  We’re getting toward the end of Lent, and I realize each year that no matter how much purging and confession and buffeting I do to hone myself closer to the Living God, there is simply no way to transcend the fact that I’m a person who will also be mixed with the spiritual warfare going on all around us. At times I pick up the flag of the enemy and run in the opposite direction, hell bent on destroying everything I desperately want to see accomplished in God’s work here in Chicago.

  Dorothy Day, founder of the Catholic Worker Movement once said:

  “What we do is very little.  But it is like the little boy with a few loaves and fishes.  Christ took that little and increased it.  He will do the rest.  What we do is so little that we may seem to be constantly failing.  But so did he fail.  He met with apparent failure on the Cross.  But unless the seeds fall into the earth and die, there is no harvest.”

  Being a missionary isn’t a neat and tidy job, but then again, Jesus had a fine time living in ambiguity and failure.  That brings me peace.

  

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    Travis Akins 1:45 pm on April 12, 2011 Permalink

    Mark-thanks for sharing honestly and openly. HUGE encouragement. I have the same worries/struggles in my ministry. Thanks for the re-focus.

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    Mark W 4:36 pm on April 12, 2011 Permalink

    It always helps to remember that all our “castles” we build in life are SANDcastles – and every so often its sort of refreshing to kick a few over!