Newtonion faith?

I believe in Newton’s laws of motion. One an object in motion stays in motion unless acted upon by a force, the second being the force of an object in motion is related to the mass and the acceleration of the object, and finally for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. In a way our lives are objects and we are in motion. Moving around and hitting each other emotionally spiritually and physically. Everyone we come in contact with because imprinted with a small part of ourselves. Kind of like when you take silly putty and squash it on the newspaper. It is incredible how one small event can trigger a land slide of emotion and change in the individuals that were affected by it.

Be warned this is going to be a bit cheesy but still I think this is relevant to a lot of peoples experience. We all live according to Newtons 3 laws of motion. Our lives in their selves are full of motion, full of change, full of Force, we often don’t see how we impact and effect even the people in our own family. Here is what I propose. Human life progresses along Newtons 3 laws of motion.

I know profound right (sarcasm). Like I said bear with me. Ok so here we go. We will start from the back though to make this interesting. For every action there is an equal and reaction. We as a community of humans live in such close community and proximity that we cannot help but to effect the people around us. We talk to somebody every day, read and article, or post something on Facebook almost every day. It’s incredible how much social interaction that we need to survive. Where would you be without your MacBook iPhone with 5g speeds and the ability to socially connect with all of your friends in a matter of seconds? Honestly these days we would be lost without some sort of technology in our days. Trust me I know. I tried and lasted about the ten minutes it took me to take a shower. We take action that causes reactions on people we cannot even fathom. Like you reading this blog makes me happy and that makes me not complain at my roommate as much which makes him happy. So thank you. But back to the matter at hand. We are so connected that our words are actions that dramatically change how someone goes about their day or even their entire life. With one word like yes or no futures of entire families are changed. Once we realized this the rest gets easier. If we were to look outward to how we are affecting the people around us how much more of a happier place would the world be? Hunger could be gone, crime, heartbreak, and sin would be eradicated. It sucks that looking outward isn’t human nature doesn’t it?

This leads me to law number two. The force of an object is directly proportional to the mass and the acceleration of the object. Let’s say that for this analogy that mass and acceleration are much the same as ego and culture. We are often progressed by culture to be moving forward to increase our speeds. Do more things more often, party more, talk more and most importantly listen less. We spend all our time thinking about what we could say in a situation rather than spending our time thinking about what the other is saying. This can be attributed to the ego of some people. The bigger the ego the harder it is to stop the actions the progression that someone is trying to make. That ego of I have to be the one to help them, only my words can save this individual from doom often causes more pain than it helps. When you get to that point are you thinking that they would benefit from hearing this or will you benefit from saying it? Do you even listen to what they have to say? The answer is when I get in these moods no I don’t listen to whom I am trying to help. Why do we do have to act that way is often something that I ask myself. Can’t my driving force be Love and selflessness rather than my own pleasure and the dictated will of the culture? I am a force that is in motion with and increasing mass and a increasing acceleration. I just hit others and keep going about my same track of motion sometimes without any regard to the word around me. I ask you honestly if you were to look inward would you see a truly loving and selfless heart. I cannot say that I can.

There has to be a solution right? How are we to fix our selfish centers? That leads me to the first of Newton’s laws. An object in motion will stay in motion unless acted upon by and outside force. We as a community get so bent on doing everything our way in our time line for our own purpose that we fail to see the pain we can cause people. Fail to see how our words will destroy a bridge to other groups or communities in general. We let our interpretations of the word get us on the wrong path to us into to hatred and the Dark Side (Get it? Because I was talking about Forces. See what I did there?). Where all we can see is what “I”: can do not necessarily what we are supposed to do. I am not saying this of everybody or even that it is happening now but just to keep it in mind. I feel that we can often get caught up in these self-righteous thoughts that keep us going on our same trajectory and motion. We need our outside force for change. We need God to come into our lives and change us. Provide us with an opportunity to better ourselves and really learn where our path should be taking us. Like a ball rolling off the table he is the only one powerful enough to push us back on course. God is the only one who has the clairvoyance enough to see how our actions will truly benefit his kingdom.

 So my main point is if today you are feeling closed off and stuck in your ways like a ball rolling on a frictionless surface pray and open yourself up to change because I know that I will be doing the same for myself. I cannot be the director of my life. That is a job for one that truly knows where he needs me to be. And I believe that if you are open to it Jesus will meet us where we are at and send us back on track. I am just glad that I know a God who will not make me figure it out on my own. Lastly imagine what the body of Christ can do when we all fill our part and walk with the same intention of love and salvation.

            With Hope for all of us,

            Cyrus Schaaf

Community with a Lack of Communication.

In the American social structure we are largely separated from groups and forced to do things on our own. It has been drilled into our heads though movies and grades that we are for all intensive purposes on our own. Movies where the main lines are “There can be only one” or cop shows where the main character says “I don’t do partners.” I am not saying that only these types of shows exist but they are the less cheesy ones and with super cool characters that take on the world. I like to think of the example Die Hard. Bruce Willas wants help but he doesn’t need it and whenever the police on the ground step in they do something stupid and almost get every hostage killed. Another example is when we are graded in school. We may do group projects but some teachers say that depending on the amount of work you do you will be graded appropriately. Classes in College are no better at propagating community. We are in competition with everyone else to beat the average and pray for everyone else to do poorly on the test to lower the curve. The fact of the matter is that we have been conditioned to thing that we don’t need anybody to help us in any aspect of our lives. America the Land of the Lone Wolf and the home of the do it yourself attitude.

            In reality we need people, we need community. A lot of times I feel that animals get this concept a lot better than we do. The honey bee colony knows that if you don’t do your job the whole group dies and most primates live in groups where they build tools and gather food for the females. Why is this so easy for all these species? We are humans, built for communications built for living together in cooperation and community. But we don’t do that, as humans we have evolved to using language and complex studies of others to communicate with them but a lot of people don’t even know their own neighbor. Our society dictates that we are individuals, and that we maintain that individuality no matter what or you are no longer considered a man. How many times do College age students end up in huge debt or crippling depression and don’t seek help? How does that turn out of them? Usually it ends up in an attempt to commit suicide. How messed up are we that the ones who are struggling, being attacked by culture, have to resort to an attempt on their life to get attention, to ask for help?

            We as a culture have gone wrong somewhere. The idea of living together working towards a common goal is not only beneficial it is necessary. In Genesis 2 it says “The Lord God said, “It is not good for the man to be alone, I will make a helper suitable for him.” Even before our fall before we think about committing sin we are in desperate need for this sense of community, and family. That is why so many church groups created small community groups. We were not designed to live alone like the wolf. In Ecclesiastes 4:10 Solomon says “If one falls down, his friends can help him up. But pity the man who falls and no one is there to help him up.” Basically my point is that if we join groups that are selfless and care for one another we will be stronger for it, we will have a platform to stand on and people to help lift our burdens, our debts, or our sins. Let us be like the penguins and help each other. Take burdens for one and other, and give our burdens to the group. Let us find groups in which we choose to trust with our whole lives, not just parts of it. And let us share with our friends and be truly selfless followers of Christ. And remember “A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.” Ecclesiastes 4:12

 Faith is not done alone,

Cyrus Schaaf

My Secret Identity Is?

How many days of the week do I sit in my room reading comics thinking if only I could have spider powers or was really rich to be able to dress up like a bat and run around a city stopping crime. Wouldn’t that be the life? You get too hide behind a mask and are whoever you want to be. You can swing to roof tops and punch muggers but all in the end you cannot tell anybody who you are. That is what makes it bitter sweet. The secret identity, who you really are in situations you try to hide behind a mask of personality is what really kills relationships with  those you care about and really hinder that personal relationship with God.

            I have not really thought about identity and how it shapes your actions all that much until about a week ago. I figured out that my identity is not quite as I wanted it to be. I see myself as a gamer, science major, a son, and a thinker, who is a Christian. But see I figure that isn’t good enough. In a letter that the apostle Paul rights to the city of Corinth he says, “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!” Basically this is saying that once you accept Christ into your life you are no longer who you were before. In high school I was rude, shallow, cynical, and just had a lot of excess anger from nowhere in particular. But I came to college and decided that following Christ isn’t just something you do as a child in Sunday school. I started to change after that, Get more patient and in all reality more intelligent. Being able to look at situations in different ways and trying to reason though the whole of the bible. I sought identity in being a wise and thoughtful person but not so much in Christ. It led to shallow faith and some large periods of basically crippling doubt. Don’t get me wrong I think doubt is what keeps us sharp as Christians but not the kind that I experienced. I stopped writing and lost all desire to learn more about who Christ was and who god wanted me to be.

            Identity shapes how we see ourselves and my identity needed a drastic change. I needed to not be a gamer, science major, or thinker who is a Christian, but a Christian who is all those things to.  I am not saying that we are to give up all we are to follow Christ, but we are called to open ourselves up to his plan and make our hearts available to change and our lives open to what he wants us to do. No matter where you are when it comes to faith I encourage you to take a look at how you identify yourself and see if that’s who you really need to be or even want to be because behind my Christian mask I was just going through the motions treating it like a class about how to live life rather than a lifestyle in of its self. We are not meant to hide behind masks and close our true selves off from the world like Batman but we are meant to live together with Christ and other people in full and deep relationships.

Following blindly is never asked for by God,

Cyrus Schaaf

2 Corinthians 5:17

Finals Week Love

The thing about being a college student is that I have no clue where any of my time goes. I feel like my first day of class was a week ago and now I am done with finals for the quarter. Life goes by so fast for the busy and the stressed. That is the thing about school. It has made me stressed beyond belief and takes up all of my time. I have no real clue how I even made it here and got to the end of the quarter. This being the hardest quarter of my life, I am actually surprised with myself at the piece I feel about it. I took 4 classes and ended with only 3. A lab, a hard lecture, and an English. The stress really kicked in this last month or so and I have times where I have felt utterly abandoned by God and completely empty of all ambition. I am here to tell you that I made it through one of the most unfortunate quarters and am sure that God did not abandon me in my trials.

For those of you who don’t know me I am fairly comfortable under stress. I can usually shrug it off and go about my day but this quarter was different. I had times I literally crumbled onto the floor unable to do any work or even move. I felt like I was fighting an uphill battle as I watched my grades slip deeper and deeper into the abyss even while I was studying like a mad man. I couldn't stop thinking about them and started losing sleep. And on top of the hardest quarter of my life two weeks before finals I get mono. It was the worst. I couldn't drink water without pain all I could do was lay in place unable to sleep or eat. I was just withering. I felt abandoned. Then at the height of my sickness my house prayed for me. I expected and wanted a miraculous healing but didn't get it. I didn't feel any different. I was disheartened and lonely. I felt isolated from the people I call friends. I felt abandoned by God. That night I went to my room and tried to pray and ended in tears. I was drowning in loneliness and helplessness. Then the next day I went to the health center complaining about my inability to sleep and eat. They gave me medication and sent me back home for rest. I was afraid to take the pain meds so I put it off for most of the day. Then I sat down to take them and prayed that I wouldn't have to use the acetaminophen coden and I didn't feel chilled anymore. I still felt pain but no fever; I felt hungry and was able to eat for the first time.

I am still recovering. Getting better every day but that moment that I prayed was when it all turned around. I don’t know how significant it is to all of you. But it was really significant for me. I felt all quarter that I was doing all of this alone. I felt spiritually dry a lot of the time but that moment made me feel that I wasn’t alone. That he was still watching over me. God works in interesting ways I have found through my last couple years really following him. I realize now that it was not that he was letting me suffer but was fighting against it. I am really thankful the sickness to be honest. It has helped me focus on studying this finals week now that I can actually function and I didn’t really miss that much school. I feel now that I am actually closer to God and started developing this weird desire to read the Bible.

Basically my story was meant to tell you that even though you may be struggling and feel alone while studying for finals God will help you weather you ask or not. Asking is just more effective than waiting. And if I can survive finals week recovering from mono then you all can do incredible. Just know that you are loved by me and most importantly God. He will direct you and provide for you even if you feel that he has left you.  When you look back on your life you will realized that God did not leave you in this time but it was here he carried you.

May the Force be with you,

Cyrus Schaaf

What came first the chicken, or the egg?

What came first the chicken, or the egg? This is not the first time I was asked about this little paradox but it has been a while sense I had truly thought about it. Just start by thinking about the complexities that this question had. Was a chicken just proofed into existence or did it come from something smaller, less complex? Is the chicken a metaphor for humanity? And if it is was the world brought into existence by an all-powerful father figure willing it to happen or by some means of complex random evolution? I know that that is a lot of questions to come out of one small 8 word sentence that we have been asked since first grade.

 Its confusing isn't it? When you sit down and really try to reason it out for yourself. In our little Christian bubbles a lot of us don’t really think about the scientific discoveries that can lead us to think about the poetic nature of the book of Genesis. Some individuals and communities tell fellow Christ followers that if you agree with the theory of evolution that, you are not a real Christian and will die in the burning lands of gnashing teeth. But can that really be a fair statement? Will I myself be condemned because evolution makes sense to me? Is being right in the argument between evolution and creation really important enough to stake your eternity on?

My thesis for this post is that whether you believe in creation or evolution it doesn’t really matter to God if you are right.

To me this issue is not an issue of spirituality but of tolerance. Does one idea of how God really created the world even matter. Does the strict belief in a Garden of Eden make me less of a Christian? Honestly if I am put in a community where I get attacked for thinking that evolution created humans is that really a loving community, just kind of how I feel right now over this whole thing.  Scientifically speaking there is plenty of evidence to support the Theory of Evolution. We have records of small scale evolution in Darwin’s experiments; there are distantly similar skeletons of what look like a growth from ape to human. The fact that our genetic make-up is 2% different than a chimpanzee and 50% similar to a banana says something about the commonality of life. As animals we have the same types of cells and the cells operate with many of the same proteins and many functions are the same. There is no way that I can discount any of these facts and just say that we are that way because God made Adam and Eve. That is too easy for me, to simple.

 People have been telling me that I cannot do this but I am going for it anyways. The God in Genesis basically makes the earth like a sandwich. He gets all the ingredients and then perfectly places them where he wants and how he wants them but one rouge piece of cheese decides they don’t want to follow the rules of the sandwich maker and the cheese ruins the world, I mean the sandwich. But how I see it is that God made us like a cake. He got what he needed, matter, and mixed it all together. Then he added energy or heat. And the cake rose and expanded and the world was formed. Maybe the cake is not all perfect, but its working towards perfection and is still pretty incredible.

Why is that so wrong? Why is that God couldn’t have gotten all of the matter in the universe together smashed it into a singlet and let it go? What makes it so that it is less amazing and awe-inspiring that God created rules like physics and evolution to create all the verity of plants and animals? It’s not at all less impressive, nor does a belief in creation effect my salvation.

Salvation is not earned by us looking into a book and deciding how we interpret the book of Genesis. It doesn’t matter if we are right about the creation of the world and it doesn’t matter if I don’t believe what everyone else does. My roommate told me once that “We are the Pharisees of our day.” We as a whole Christian community have not been showing the proper love and acceptance to the people that we supposedly outreach to. We hide behind a 774,746 word book and don’t even understand the whole point of it. Thus is the nature of humanity, we think that we are the biggest and best but we barely think about what we believe in. I am not saying I am any different. Many times I am the worst of these peoples and many times I get angry and hide behind my perception of reality. When the true fact of the matter is that I am flawed and I may be completely wrong but that is not a factor in if I will be saved when my time comes. What matters is that I believe in God and work towards my spiritual relationship with him. And I am so thankful that I don’t have be correct to be saved because then I would be stuck here worrying about, if I am a Christian that believes in natural selection, then am I a walking contradiction, or if I am going to be saved. And I am thankful that I serve a God that loves me and will take me even when I am wrong, and if he isn’t that way I would never had started following him.

To follow without love is missing the point,

Cyrus Schaaf

I Raise My Hands Up and Worship?

So I spent my summer working and not really doing anything and this is the first time in a while that I have felt like writing about anything. It’s not really that profound or revolutionary and most of you already know the truth in my topic for this post. Well without any more delay my question. Is singing worship songs and hymns the only way that we can worship God? I know this is kind of a lame question but I think it has some substance to it. I know that not everybody goes to church or a campus ministry that when they say worship they mean sing song time. But I realized last week that when we talk about worship nights in my community or worship time it is quite often a song or a general feel good kind of thing. My point is that worship is not just in the times we praise god explicitly but as a Christian it should be in every thought I have, and action I take.

For one we as a church focus a lot on the singing. When I first started going to church two years I felt so out of place because it seemed everyone knew all the songs. I felt lost and confused which caused me to be disheartened and stop going. Once I got more comfortable and started to look at what the songs said and what they meant then I started to feel more comfortable with the worship part of church. Its uncanny really how fast I was turned off of the idea of singing when I looked around and saw all the hands raised and that one random dude dancing in the hall way. He later became a mentor to me and one of my best friends. Still it was super weird seeing his way of worship. It seemed so different and scary because it was different. We have put the practice of worshiping and infinite God into a box. Even though we say that there are all kinds of worship as a community we are stuck in comfort zone of calling song time worship time. I know for a fact that singing about how great God is not the only way.

Couldn’t how we think and say things be a reflection of God and therefore be a way that we try to give Him glory. The way we show love and reason out hard issues, shouldn’t those be forms of worship? Of course, when we worship we praise and give thanks to God.  We should make sure that we give thanks to him in all things we do. When we give thanks to him with our actions we show love and mercy because of the grace he has shown us. This conscious idea of we are worshiping God is the very point of worship music and is the very point of truly being followers of Christ.

Conscious worship and praise for god comes in all shapes and forms. The very use of the gifts that we are given by him is an act of worship. Like someone who speaks in tongues worships god by using that gift to talk to him and share it with others or a person who has a gift of teaching uses it to teach others. People can worship god with painting, poems, songs, even science. Let’s take science because it may be a little unclear what I mean. I believe that God created the rules of life and process that we see for the growth of organisms and change in matter. And science being the study of matter and life and the world he created then it is a form of worship for me to do science. Another way I worship him is this blog and going to core and all that stuff Christians do. Can we agree that we should truly worship him with everything we do right? Do we?

Not at all. For one we are all flawed and sin on a pretty much daily basis. And for two I know that I don’t give him the credit he really deserves. If I do well on something like a test or get praised for how I think I don’t ever think “I did it for you big man.” But it’s more of a “Yeah that is right. I am awesome.” I for one needed to realize that everything I do in this life is truly for God and happened because of him. I am who I am today and think how I do today because he made me, put me with the family I grew up with, and shaped me these last twenty years. I didn’t really realize that truly until right now. The way that I think, act and, speak is all because of my Father in Heaven, and he deserves to be worshiped in all things that I do. No matter what I do, writing a blog or singing a song or even just thinking and spending time using what he gave me. All the glory is truly his.

Following blind is not following at all,

Cyrus Schaaf

Where are you God?

       Summer is a time that when I grew up I looked forward to. No responsibilities, except looking after the dog of course, no homework, and most importantly no worries. I remember the summers that I would play baseball in my neighbor’s back yard for hours. Or staying up until it got dark running from mosquito’s. I remember a time where I didn’t worry about relationships and my friends actually were around. Summer used to be fun and enjoy able but right now it is barren and difficult. This isn’t so much of a post about my look at an aspect of faith but more of a look at how the beginning of summer changes my beliefs. I am sorry if this sounds like a complaint or a rant but it kind of is. In the months away from school we are told to be restful, rejuvenate our minds and enjoy the time we have off but all I have been feeling as of late is alone.

Nothing really tragic has happened nor have I been particularly unhappy, just really lonely. But I don’t feel lonely from people. I have spent time with my parents and friends. I have texted people I missed from school and saw some of them yesterday. I have really felt separated from God. Trust me this isn’t a one time occurrence. This isn’t something new to summer. It’s just more apparent now. The summers have become a relationally dry and spiritually dry time of the year. I need some help to get back to where I want to be. Some of this will be a little venting but a lot is just what I need to get down on paper. If you have words that could help me feel free to message me on facebook or my phone. If not that’s fine to I am just glad you read and maybe you can relate and share in my struggle with me. This is my hypothesis for this post; God doesn’t leave me during my dry spells but he wants me to learn how to seek him and learn to have faith in him.

Lets now tackle the one type of dryness, relationships. Being in college especially in the dorms I was surrounded my people who cared about me and wanted what is best for me, people who said hi to me on campus and in the halls of Nash. It was great. I could walk down to anybodies room and hang out with them. You really get overloaded with social interaction with you peers during the school year. It makes you kind of take for granted the people you saw every day.

 I know for me friendships with girls has always been hard for me to keep just friends in my mind. In many ways I wanted a relationship with some of them but I know I haven’t been really sure what I wanted out of that realtionship. Or who I would actually be happy with. I tend to idolize the women in my life. Put them on a pedestal where they are not human to me but perfection. And we all know that’s not true. None of us are close to being perfect. Anyways I get home and all of the sudden there are no more women around me. Mom doesn’t count. So what do I do? Do I reflect on what I really want in a relationship?

Nope Chuck Testa.

 I proceed to text the girls in my life I know will respond just so I can get a little bit of that attention. I am trying to fill the hole in my relationships with people with mindless chit chat. Then if I think about it God was kinda pushing me to reflect more on what I needed rather than wanted by sending my friend Jacob in to joke with me about getting “wifed up” (sorry Jacob). So that thought train was started and I figured out who best fits me in my life.

Then I started to talk to her and I know she was dating someone but I told her what I thought anyways. But then with a little internal conflict I had to learn to be patient because I clearly haven’t learned what I needed to. I have not done what God really wanted me to do this summer which in all my infinite knowledge about him (sarcasm) was to one try to reach out to people I knew in high school but our friendship had wavered, and two learn to trust him, I think.

That was a great transition to the talk about my own spiritual dryness. Taylor you should be proud of that one. Anywho back to the topic at hand. At school I am surrounded by faith. In my room, my friendships, the campus ministry, my friends (oops said that twice), and actually going to church. Spirituality was everywhere, I think it was something in the water (joking). But I thought about it all the time at school. I wanted to know more I hungered for knowledge, and understanding. I could fake my way though a lot of faith with my friends and I could sustain myself with emotional highs and looking for answers with Taylor each week in my one on ones (meetings with my small group leader). These were all good things (except the faking) but none of them have really been sustained since finals week started. I probably wouldn’t even be doing this if I hadn’t just gotten mad at the big guy for the path in life he is taking me on (see relationships).
 But still here I am wondering does God leave me when I leave the spiritual community that I am a part of? Am I not faithful enough, am I not saved, and am I really a believer or just a scholar looking for the facts and not the relationship? Do I do things for him or for myself? Do I revert to sinful ways when I come home because I don’t care?

Well I don’t really think I don’t care. It’s just so much easier to get away with when you alone are accountable for yourself. And I am pretty sure that when you leave a community God is too big to leave you as well. I have seen that in one of my friends.

 Now that leaves the doubts. Do I really have the faith I say I do? Faith has been the hardest part of this whole thing for me. I know God is out there somewhere but I don’t know if I trust him yet. I don’t know how I would start. That girl I was talking about told me “Have faith everything will work out” but what if I don’t have that faith? Will it still work or am I just lost? How do I get the confidence in God to actually trust him to shape my life? These are some of my biggest struggles my own battles. I could use help but where do I get it. How do I ask? Maybe that is the answer to just ask and try to trust.

I feel like the whole trust thing will help me in the next doubt. Am I really saved? I know trust is important for this but something that has been really freaking me out about the whole saved thing is Acts. Particularly the 90 times they say and the spirit filled them and they started to talk in tongues and prophecy. See that stuff freaks me out. I don’t really want to just start speaking in a different language I find it hard to see the point. But is that the mark of being saved to have a manifestation if a spiritual super power or is it just any gift? What makes me able to say “I am a broken and sinful person but I have been saved by Jesus’ sacrifice”?  If I have these doubts do I truly believe enough so that if I died tomorrow I would look at the bright gate of heaven and not be turned below to darkness. I am only twenty and I already am thinking about this stuff.
Thinking leads me to one more thing. Do I just fabricate a belief in Christ to fit in and use it as a front to learn more? I know this one doesn’t have as strong of a base to it but it does cross my mind. I am really wondering how I can go about starting this relationship. How do I have a relationship with something I cannot see, have not heard, nor talked to? I mean someone will tell me prayer but what if I feel nothing when I pray. Then what?

Basically in the summer I have this dryness and I am looking for some help. How could I work to defeat the doubts I have? Please I invite you to message me and make an effort at telling me how to live my life. And if I know you fairly well; how can I deal with my relationships here and reach out to those I once called my friends?

Thank you for your time and for reading my really long rant. It helped me to write it.  Have a good day and I think this summer has potential for each person to experience growth not just a stagnant void.

Following blindly isn't following at all,
Cyrus Schaaf