We May Just Be Colorblind

lightstock_75446_xsmall_user_7997290I intended to spend some time researching and writing about Thanksgiving. I was going to do that last year, but got distracted. Yesterday I planned to take the morning today to research and write about Thanksgiving  but it will have to wait because I am distracted again.

Like watching a train wreck is “Ferguson”. It has risen (or has been reduced) to the level of one name status, like Chernobyl or Iwo Jima or Prince. Ferguson has character and personality of its own, and it is ugly.

Life can be ugly. Life can be beautiful too.  We can find ugliness and beauty in many places. Sometimes all we see is the ugliness. Sometimes beauty can be seen in the midst of the ugliness, like a line of Ferguson protestors standing guard in front of a business to protect it.

Ferguson is more than an incident that some simply find unfortunate. It is more than an incident that demonstrates over militaristic modern police tactics, the foolishness of brazen, gangsta youth or vestiges of raw racism. Ferguson has reopened the deep wound of centuries of slavery, oppression and injustice. We dare not brush it off.

Consider the now iconic missive: “Can’t we all just get along?” (To be perfectly sardonic)

It is not that simple. Continue reading

Random Thoughts on Evolution

kevingdrendel's avatarNavigating by Faith

sad chimpanzeeI am fascinated by the Theory of Evolution, but it is a more of a curiosity. How can so many scientific people be so religiously attached to one principle? I am no scientist. I will admit that; but, I have a hard time understanding how rational people can be so dogmatic on this topic.

I also have not heard an evolutionary explanation of the origin of all things, including man, that makes sense to me.

I am not talking about evidence for evolution seen in the adaptation of species over relatively short periods of time. I think there is sufficient proof of evolution in that sense. I am talking about the big picture, the forest, not the trees. Evolution does not satisfactorily explain the big picture, and it seems to me that the forest gets lost in the trees.

I spent a little time today listening to a presentation of…

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The Muscle Shoals Legend

Muscle ShoalsOn the Tennessee River, known by the local Native Americans as “the River that Sings”. He lost his brother to a scalding incident that drove his parents apart, and his mother walked out. His first wife died in a car accident. His father died in a tractor accident. Out of poverty and tragedy, Rick Hall turned to music….

He threw himself into a little recording studio in a tobacco warehouse on Muscle Shoals along the Tennessee River. The documentary, Muscle Shoals,tells the story.

It begins with Steal Away by Jimmy Hughes, and Arthur Alexander, a local bell hop,who  had the first hit, You Better Move On.The documentary ends with Alicia Keyes.

One of the first songs the Rolling Stones cut was the Arthur Alexander song – You Better Move On – which became a number one hit in England. The Beatles played Anna by Arthur Alexander. They did not know anything about where the songs came from.

The original Muscle Shoals rhythm section opened for the Beatles in 1964 in their first American concert. They left and went to Nashville.

They were replaced by a bunch of white guys who looked like they worked in the supermarket around the corner, and they became the funk and the groove for the Muscle Shoals sound. They became known as the “Swampers”.

Percy Sledge, along with Jimmy Hughes and Arthur Alexander, were just local people. He recorded When a Man Loves a Woman. Atlantic Records picked it up. It went number one worldwide. Jimi Hendrix played behind Percy Sledge before Hendrix was famous.

They recorded all black acts in the beginning. This was happening at the same time that George Wallace was championing segregation. The black singers and the white musicians and backup singers were family. They had music in common, and music crossed the racial divide.

Atlantic Records and Jerry Wexler sent Wilson Pickett down and Land of One Thousand Dances, Mustang Sally, and other hits were recorded there. From then on, Muscle Shoals was the place for Atlantic Records to send its artists.

Aretha Franklin was next. She had a great voice, but her music was not taking off. They cut Never Loved a Man the Way I Love You within 15-20 minutes. That was the turning point for her and became a $Million dollar song. They finished the album, including R E S P E C T, in New York with the Swampers. In fact, they became her recording band for years to come, but Rick Hall and Jerry Wexler had a falling out.

Next came Etta James with Chess Records out of Chicago. They did Tell Moma, and it resurrected her career.

W.C. Handy was a local guy who popularized the Blues. He was the first person to write music for the Blues and became known as the Father of the Blues.

Sam Phillips was Rick Hall’s mentor. He recorded Elvis and is considered the father of Rock & Roll. He started recording black artists in Muscle Shoals. Helen Keller was also from Muscle Shoals.

Muscle Shoals melded white, black, hillbilly, funk and many sounds. Deep bass and drum were marks of the Muscle Shoals sound. The musicians were open to any genre.

The Allman Brothers camped out at Muscle Shoals until Rick Hall gave him a shot. They had come back from LA where they tried to make a go in a group called the Hour Glass without any success. Greg Allman learned how to play slide guitar after he broke his arm and used a Coricidan bottle as a slide.

Duane Allman played on the Wilson Pickett cut. He talked Wilson Pickett into playing Hey Jude and something happened – “all of a sudden there was Southern Rock. That was the beginning of the Allman Brothers sound.” But Rick Hall was not into it, and he “missed the boat on that one.”

Right after Rick Hall signed Capital Records, the Swampers decided to leave and go with Jerry Wexler. They set up a studio across town. Cher was their first client, but nothing happened.

Then the Rolling Stones showed up. The first cut was You Got to Move. They wrote and recorded Wild Horses on the spot with the “country” influence of Alabama. They also did Brown Sugar there. They Swampers brought the funk. The Stones would have recorded more stuff at Muscle Shoals, but they were politically exiled at the time (and did Exile on Main Street in France).

Meanwhile, Rick Hall put another band together called the Fame Gang at his studio. Candi Station, Bobbi Gentry, Lou Rawls, Little Richard, Mac Davis and Donny Osmond and the Osmond Brothers, Joe Simon, Alabama, Paul Anka, Tom Jones, Clarence Carter, Wislon Pickett, Bobby Womack, and others.

Across town, the Swampers signed Lynyrd Skynyrd. They had no money. They ate peanut butter sandwiches and got in fights with the truckers because they had long hair. Free Bird was cut there. Billy Powell, the roadie, was playing concert piano to the tape when they walked in one day, and he became a band member within a few months. No one knew he could play.

They had a hard time selling a nine minute single to the record company. Capital wanted them to cut Free Bird down to three minutes and thirty five seconds. They would not do it, and the Swampers lost the band. They want on a world tour with The Who, and rest is history. After the crash, Lynyrd Skynyrd went back to Muscle Shoals and did The First and the Last.

The Swampers were adaptable to any style. Jimmy Cliffe played reggae there before Bob Marley. He referred Steve Winwood and Traffic to them, and they learned how to jam together. They played on the road with Traffic, the first time they played on the road. That wasn’t them though; they were local, family guys.

The Swampers played in the studio with Bob Seger, including Main Street. For ten years, the Swampers played with Bob Seger. They also played behind Simon and Garfunkel, Paul Simon, Bob Dylan (Slow Train Coming), Rod Stewart, Boz Scaggs, the Staple Singers, Mavis Staples, Joe Cocker, Leone Russell, Willie Nelson, Carlos Santana, John Prine, Dire Straits, Joan Baez, Dr. Hook, Linda Ronstadt, Jimmy Buffett, Jose Feliciano, Helen Reddy and many others. They did 50 albums a year in the 1970’s!

The studios were humble shells, but what they did was legendary. The documentary finishes with Alicia Keyes singing, I Am Pressing On, with a black choir and the Swampers accompanying her.

Muscle Shoals You should watch it.

“Muscle Shoals has the Swampers…..” Sweet Home Alabama.

Hidden camera captures what happens when a woman walks through New York City for 10 hours

This video is disturbing. If it is not disturbing to you, then I suggest that you have been conditioned by the culture we live in to accept this as normal.

We live in a sexualized world. We are bombarded with it. Sex sells. Sex that sells is cheap sex, ugly sex.

This is not who we were meant to be. Our mothers, wives and daughters are not intended to be the objects of every man’s sexual desire. Our aunts, sisters and nieces are not meant to be objectified by the sexual lusts of strangers.

We live in a deeply disturbed world.

We should be disturbed by the fact that the immediate, visceral unfiltered reaction of so many men was to objectify this woman and openly lust after her.

There is no other word for it but ugly.

The outward actions expose dark hearts.

Most darkness we do not see in this outward, open form.

How would jealousy  look if we could see it acted out on the streets of New York or the neighborhoods in which we live? We do not often get to see it exposes like this video. We see read about it in the paper  – “man kills his wife, then himself”.

We see sexual immorality in the prostitutes that walk in places we would not be caught in the daylight, but the real darkness is in the hearts of the men who prey on them.

We do not think about it that way as we watch pornography on the computer? How many of those women decided as little girls to become an objectified piece of sexual meat?

How many of those women are chained to their exploiters by addictions they cannot feed by themselves? How many victims of human trafficking are help captive to the unquenchable sex industry that is fed by millions of white guys in suburban homes who become trapped in the pit as surely as the victims they cannot help but watch?

How dark is the greedy heart that makes a living on the suffering, degradation and dehumanization of women, even children, as sex objects?

This video shows that same darkness resides in those around us who have learned to see woman as objects of lust, even if they are not pimps.

But, don’t be so quick to judge and get self-righteous…. what if someone had a video of every unkind, hurtful thing you have ever done?

What if a video played in Time Square showing every time you took something that was not yours, some thing you did not earn, just a bit more than your share because you thought no one was looking?

Even worse, what if all your hateful, spiteful, petty and mean thoughts were projected out on a screen with a loudspeaker for the world to hear?

Ugliness starts in the heart where no one is looking. Ugliness stays hidden because it hates exposure. Ugliness comes in many forms, and they are all dark.

There is only one cure for the ugliness, the darkness that lies hidden in our hearts.

If you see darkness in your heart, confess it; expose it to the light. “Everyone who does evil hates the light, and will not come into the light for fear that his deeds will be exposed. But whoever lives by the truth comes into the light….” (John 3:20-21). Your fear that keeps you from revealing the sin that is in your heart will trap you and keep you from God. There is redemption in the light.

Acknowledging the darkness that is within is the beginning of redemption and forgiveness and freedom from that sin that has taken root and holds you in its tentacles.(Psalm 32:1-5)

Recognize the ugliness for what it is and take a step toward God. He already knows your heart. He knew it when he died on the cross for those sins. (Colossians 2:13) There is no where you can hide from God. (Psalm 139:7-8)

Since He knows you already, stop trying to hide and face God today.

“If we say that we have no sin, we are deceiving ourselves and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, He is faithful and righteous to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.” 1 John 1:8-9)

Then give yourself to God.

“[I]f you confess with your mouth Jesus as Lord, and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved; for with the heart a person believes, resulting in righteousness, and with the mouth he confesses, resulting in salvation.…” (Romans 10:9)

Let Him in to your heart. Only He can change it.

“I will give you a new heart, and a new spirit I will put within you….” (Ezekiel 36:36)

The Ugliness of Man

Labeling Christians

Religious man with Holy Bible at Place of WorshipHow many times have you heard someone say they believe in God, but they are struggling with faith and they are turned off by “the Christians” they have known? It seems a pretty standard statement these days.There are many reasons to be put off by “Christian” people…

but I am not sure who the “Christians” are to which they refer.

There are many people who call themselves “Christian”. That self-label may describe a political bent (God, guns and country). It may be a familial heritage (father, grandfather, great grandfather – “it’s just who we are”). It may describe a philosophical and moral stance (“if you don’t work, you don’t eat”; “God helps those who help themselves”; and other quasi-biblical codes). It may be a cultural thing (“Yeah, I am Christian. Aren’t you?” – kind of like being Caucasian in America). It could be describing the religious zealot (the self-righteous, Bible wielding, arbiter of faith).

The label does not really mean much by itself.

The early followers of Jesus were given the “Christian” label by other people. Today that label is not very precise and may be more confusing than anything. Someone using that label may picture a religious zealot beating someone over the head with a 500 pound Bible, while another pictures someone fidgeting in church Sunday morning while painting the town red Sunday evening. Another person may conjure up the apparition of black-robed, stern faced Puritans burning hapless “witches” at the stack or beefy, metal-clad Crusaders grinning madly while wielding bloody swords. Still others may imagine Saint Francis kindly tending to a menagerie of creatures or Mother Teresa’s soft, weather-lined face looking on the world’s vulnerable poor with piercing compassion. Most of the images are caricatures.

We have hard time seeing real people when we label them.

To be fair, people label themselves, and the actions and words of people who label themselves “Christian” have an effect on people who encounter them. For many, that is a negative experience; for many, it is a positive experience. The difference lies in what type of person is encountered.

We tend to cast a wide net from our experiences and tend to pin labels on large groups of people based on those limited experiences. (People from other countries tend to assume that all Americans are like the few that they have encountered, for better or worse.)  We also tend to characterize people from the descriptions of those people other people give us, good or bad, true or not.

The bottom line is that Christians, like other people groups we label, may not be who we think they are.

It is true that some Christians believe that Jesus is the only way to heaven. In fact, early Christianity was called The Way, probably due in some respect to the words of Jesus when he said, “I am the way, the truth, the life and the life; no one comes to the Father but through me.” (John 14:6) Not all Christians believe that in a religious, dogmatic sense. People who label themselves “Christian” in a cultural or familial heritage sense are unlikely to ascribe any dogmatic emphasis to that statement. Even many religiously pious, self-identified Christians do not hold dogmatically to that view. Others may hold to the view in some morally superior sense that is equivalent to the moral superiority they feel for the United States of America.

Other self-described Christians believe that Jesus was God and meant, literally, that there is no other way to salvation. That does not mean they have any belief in their own moral superiority or that they take any pleasure in the thought that other people may not know the Way. In fact, these Christians, in my experience, have a greater sense of their own moral limitations than the average person seems willing to admit, and they have genuine compassion for people who do not have same sense of assurance of God’s love and forgiveness that they feel and have experienced.

The fact is that the label, “Christian”, is not all that helpful. It sweeps too broadly and covers a very wide range of people who may have very little in common (other than the label, itself). Another thing about labels, when applied to people, is that it does not accurately describe the substance of a person – any person. We tend to reach our own conclusions about people from seeing the tip of the iceberg, so to speak. We see people as they appear to us, but God sees the hearts of people. “God does not see what man sees, for man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord sees the heart.” (1 Sam. 16:7)

Jesus tells us through parable that “the Church” itself is filled with people who are His and people who not His. He said:

“God’s kingdom is like a farmer who planted good seed in his field. That night, while his hired men were asleep, his enemy sowed thistles all through the wheat and slipped away before dawn. When the first green shoots appeared and the grain began to form, the thistles showed up, too.

“The farmhands came to the farmer and said, ‘Master, that was clean seed you planted, wasn’t it? Where did these thistles come from?’

“He answered, ‘Some enemy did this.’

“The farmhands asked, ‘Should we weed out the thistles?’

“He said, ‘No, if you weed the thistles, you’ll pull up the wheat, too. Let them grow together until harvest time. Then I’ll instruct the harvesters to pull up the thistles and tie them in bundles for the fire, then gather the wheat and put it in the barn.’” (Matt. 13:24-30 MSG)

This says something to believers and unbelievers alike. For one, it indicates that not everyone who calls himself or herself is “good seed”. I do not mean to be flippant or callous; these are the words of Jesus. If we ascribe any truth or importance to what Jesus said, we must take His words seriously. For the person who is currently an unbeliever, whether agnostic or simply uncertain, when you look at “Christians”, you may be looking at wheat or you may be looking at weeds. The same is true for believers. We have enough challenge to run our own races; what time and effort do we have to spare to separate the wheat from the weeds. Jesus tells us that God will not even separate them until it is time for the harvest, lest He destroy the wheat with the weeds.

I call myself a Christian. I suspect you already know that by reading this. I write this primarily for the unbeliever. I understand that the references to the Bible may not be as instructive to an unbeliever as to a believer, but they are to me. If you are curious about God, but you struggle with “Christians” (or at least people who calls themselves Christians), I encourage you to get to know some of them. Be open. consider that many people may carry that label, but that label is not necessarily indicative of the same reality in everyone. Find the Christians who seem to exhibit characteristics you might expect to find in someone who takes Jesus seriously and see where that takes you. You might be pleasantly surprised.

Fear & Loathing in Ferguson

Teen Girl Praying lightstock_98499_xsmall_user_7997290I may not have said it exactly this way, but this post from a friend of mine on Facebook says a lot of what goes through my mind. He may be white, but he has black grandchildren, and he lives a life of service to anyone who needs help. He lives what he says, He has street cred. 

My own quick take is that there are deep problems on both sides of the gun, and they are deepening as I write. Where is the Martin Luther King, Jr. of this generation to bring some sanity to the situation? What are the police thinking!? Where is the voice of reason? Where are the peacemakers?

Fear and Loathing in Ferguson Missouri

The news reads like deja vu: “Another white cop shoots an unarmed black youth”. Such a tragedy often gives us an x-ray of just what is in our hearts and minds. The truth is seldom sought as emotions only further the grief. What is it about racial discrimination that keeps us blind to our own fears and loathing ? Why cannot we get past this ugliness and put it in the history books, once and for all ?

As a white older Christian man who is about to reprove everyone in this mess, may I offer the black community some politically incorrect truth instead of patronising as the liberals do and castigating as some conservatives might. Here it is: 

  • Lawlessness is not the way forward. If you want to rise up and do yourselves and your community proud you must shed the mind- forged manacles of blaming others and take responsibility for your actions. Justice is not served by looting innocent merchants.
  • Aggression toward police officers is an invitation for disaster, and by the way this advice is what I told my children and grandkids. Do not aggress or sass police officers. They have authority and if you disrespect the badge, you invite the force necessary to subdue you. For sanity’s sake, don’t aggress.
  • Look for racism last, not first when there is a tragedy. We all know there are bad apples in Police uniforms. Let the light of investigation prove what has happened.
  • Black parents and teachers and pastors and community leaders all must address the black on black crime that is eating ya’ll alive. The enemy is found and it is WITHIN. ( That goes for all of us, white or black )
  • This may surprise you but most white folks LOVE you guys. Mixed in with that is a lot of fear and for good reason. Even Jesse Jackson would not walk past a group of young blacks without crossing the street. Deal with this in earnest !
  • GANGSTA culture is one of death and demerits your people. Build up your women, they are the backbone of your communities, not bitches. Your adolescent ideas of masculinity would be laughable if it were not so deadly. You are dragging your people backwards and reinforcing white on black racism. GROW UP ! Oh and bigotry toward white folks is not helpful, even if some are a**holes. 

And here is some truth for the law enforcement community: SERIOUSLY !!!

  • Militarizing the Police represents such profound disregard for your mission to serve and protect, that I am ashamed in this moment to be an American. The whole world is shaking its head at us. The Captain of the State Police, who is black ,did a fine job turning things around after you City clowns gave up your wannabe military approach. Remember this: YOU FAILED. LEARN NOT TO DO THIS AGAIN TO OUR OWN PEOPLE !
  • Until your white officers get in touch with just how much fear and loathing they might have for people of color, we are going to see another tragedy unfold. I feel no judgment for the Officer who shot this young man. I don’t know the facts, yet. But why is there no protocol to subdue an unarmed man who is aggressive without lethal force ? Is there no baton, or mace, no tazer. Now there are cameras and we will know what happens but only a fool would feel happy that a young man’s life was snuffed out. 
  • Serious outreach and recruitment of black officers is NECESSARY when the majority of your citizens are black and you only have three out of fifty three officers who are African American.

To myself and other conscionable white folk:

  • LISTEN to and penetrate black culture with life giving and supportive love. Do not give in to fear and loathing. There is a toxic amount of this on both sides of the racial divide. Go Cross Cultural and be a bridge of understanding. Help the poor and take special interest in their well being. Avoid politicizing issues and get REAL ! Get some friends of COLOR and together reach out for light and love.
  • If you are a RACIST, get behind me Satan ! No more of that CRAP !
  • Take a look at your church and if it is all white, find out why. The answers might be painful to face but we have no choice. GET TO WORK !

Lastly, as an outsider to the dynamics of the Ferguson community we hope recovery is In your future and that real healing will result from yet another wake up call. It is never too late to repent and now is an opportune time to do just that ! Amen. I pray the peace of God upon your lives and your loved ones in the coming days. PEACE ! Ken Peters

Thank you for words of wisdom my friend.
 
Now we need to pray!