Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Unapologetic
Friday, December 30, 2011
GIVING in to Addiction
According
to an article in Psychology Today by Stephen Mason, Ph.D., only 10 – 15% of the
population have an “addictive personality” disorder resulting in out-of-control
habits without the simple judgment of knowing when to stop. For the other 85% -
90% of the population who do not have addictive personality disorder, they can
have one drink without having 10. They can play one or two hands of black jack
at a casino and (weather they are up or down) walk away. They can come home
from the hospital and take the two Vicodin per day as prescribed and not get
addicted to prescription pain killers.
I’ve
never thought of myself as having an addictive personality. I have a fair
amount of self-discipline so it’s not that hard for me to break a habit (or
just not start one) if I put my mind to it. But sometimes there are compulsions
you aren’t terribly motivated to “put your mind to” to stop because it makes
you feel good to do it. If you could
stop and you choose not to, is that
addiction?
An
example might be people who are addicted to exercise (I wish this were my
problem). Often a companion symptom of Anorexia, people can get addicted to
working out because of the endorphin rush they get and with addictive
personality, they just want more and more of that endorphin infusion, so they
exercise to excess (and even good things, in excess, can be harmful).
There
is one area in my life where I can relate to the addictive personality
experience, getting excessive pleasure out of that endorphin rush of doing
something over and over again that makes you feel good and 85% of the population just doesn’t get it and
may never experience the pleasure the way you do…
According
to an article in the NY Sun, universities and independent research groups have
studied the psychology of GIVING and concluded that people who give (time,
money, items, blood) are 3 times more likely to consider their lives “very
happy” as compared to those who do not give as a part of their lifestyle.
“A number of studies have researched exactly why charity leads to happiness. The surprising conclusion is that giving affects our brain chemistry. For example, people who give often report feelings of euphoria, which psychologists have referred to as the "Helper's High." They believe that charitable activity induces endorphins that produce a very mild version of the sensations people get from drugs like morphine and heroin.”
I
have to admit, by those descriptions, I qualify. I get an endorphin high from
giving (volunteering) my time to others and adrenaline rush from seeing that
bi-weekly contribution come out of my bank account to Fair Oaks Church which supports
the cause of Christ and the work of the Kingdom of God. Perhaps it’s the natural
competitive nature if the “NT” temperament, but I really do get a jolt out of
getting my year-end contribution statements and seeing that I gave more this
year than last year. It’s a goal – a competition with myself – to find new
efficiencies (budget and schedule) that enable me to give more.
In
that context, you’ll have to mark me in the 10-15% group – addicted to giving.
There’s
another percentage you often hear related to charitable giving – it’s the 80/20
rule… that 20% of the people are doing 80% of the total giving. I don’t know
that to be specifically true at Fair Oaks Church, but I’d be willing to bet it’s
close… and it’s heartbreaking.
There
so much more we could be doing for the Kingdom of God, if more people were
giving. How many more of the lost could we reach for the cause of Christ? Howabout Biblical obedience? How about God’s promise and the blessing that comes
from putting Him first in your finances? And I’m not just talking about the
endorphin blessing of feeling good about what you’re doing, but a real,
tangible, measurable blessing from trusting God with your money.
Every
so often Pastor Stokes will put out his Malachi 3:10-12 challenge - that if you
commit to faithfully tithe 10% of your gross income to Fair Oaks Church for one
year and you do not see God’s tangible blessing in your life, Fair Oaks Church will
write you a check back to refund that tithe. As someone who has been faithful
tithing for years, I can honestly say that there is not one time where I felt
that 10% would have been better in my hands than in God’s. My faithfulnessreturned to me 10 fold and I give God all the glory. God can do more with 10%
than you can do with the remaining 90% - guaranteed.

Just as
you excel in everything-- in faith, in speech, in knowledge, in complete
earnestness and in your love for us-- see that you also excel in this grace of
giving. - 2 Cor
8:7
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Faster than the Speed of Growing Up
Nothing
will point out how fast time is flying than the annual influx of photo Christmas
cards from family and friends. I confess that I do love photo Christmas cards
and tend to keep them up on the fridge year round. This makes it even more
obvious how quickly everyone’s kids are growing up when I take down last year’s
cards to put up this year’s cards.

A
decade and a half has passed since my baby started “growing up” at an
exponentially rapid pace and I’ll tell you (parents of young ones) you think
time’s flying now? Just wait until they’re teenagers! From middle school to
driving was a blink of an eye and it really gives you perspective on the
insignificance of this life against the magnitude of eternity.
A
few months ago, Pastor Christian Gaffney reflected on this very phenomenon of
my oldest son’s growing up in a three-part series of blog posts called “Tears of Maturity.” You see, Pastor Christian has seen quite a bit of Derek’s “growing
up” too as he’s been with him in youth group for the past four and a half
years. But Pastor Christian is more than just Derek’s youth group preacher, he’s
been a mentor (formally and informally) and brother in Christ, a trusted adviser, a fierce debate opponent and most of all, a model of what Derek would
like to be someday: a youth Pastor.
In
Pastor Christian’s blog series, he talks about three of the times that he
witnessed Derek cry. As Derek matured, those tears were shed for very different
reasons that revealed his personal and spiritual growth. The series was funny,
disturbing (for mom) and moving – if you haven’t read them, I encourage you to check them out.
One
of the things that revealed Derek’s greatest maturity to me was when Pastor
Christian announced he would be leaving Virginia to launch a church-plant in
Florida called Exponential Church. For many years (perhaps before Christian
realized it himself) I knew that God had something bigger planned for Christian
than leading our youth group. When the Dowdy family left Virginia to plant a church in Canada, I began planting seeds with Derek about Christian not
always being his youth pastor at Fair Oaks Church. This conversation was always
met with great resistance if not obstinance. No one could be our youth pastor but Christian, he’d never leave.
When Derek first felt the call to be a youth pastor himself, it almost
depressed him because he could imagine being a youth pastor anywhere but Fair Oaks Church and Fair Oaks already had a youth pastor who would never leave.
Always
planting seeds, I would make suggestions like… what if Pastor Christian were to
be called to lead a church of his own, that could enable someone like Derek (if
he were old enough at the time) to apply for that job OR if Pastor Christian
were a Senior Pastor of his own church, perhaps Christian would have a job for
him as his youth pastor. All of these notions were firmly rejected because
Derek just could not bear the idea Christian would not always be the youth
pastor at Fair Oaks Church.
Then,
this Spring, when the church plant in Florida was announced, I was very concerned
about how Derek would react. Much to my utter shock, he responded with
maturity, support and enthusiasm for God’s new calling for Christian. I must say
I was floored and I saw my boy through new eyes that day - saw him for the man
of God with spiritual maturity that he was becoming right before my eyes.
I’ll
blink again and he’ll be in college, getting married, being ordained, having
children, serving the Lord through ministry, celebrating his 25th
year as a pastor and wondering how time could have flown by so fast and still
marveling at how this little boy of mine could have become this wise gray-haired
grown-up in what seemed like the speed of light – the speed of growing up.
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