Reflections from Rudolph

Rudolph the red nose reindeer was a victim of bullying!

 Do you remember that Red-nose savior of Christmas? Rudolph.

What a story of triumph!

What a story of over coming the odds!

But should we teach this story to our children?

In this story, or song, our main character is bullied. He is called names and is not allowed to play in any reindeer games.

Santa Claus, who apparently, is able to  know the merits of every little child on planet earth, neglects to step in when the misfit Rudolph gets bullied and neglected.

It is only in a dash of desperation that they include Rudolph. It was a foggy Christmas Eve and Santa came and said, "Rudolph with your nose so bright, won't you lead our sleigh tonight?"

What if Rudolph declined? No! You picked on me for all these years, I am not helping you! Seems more likely, right?

Instead, Rudolph, not only joins the other reindeer in the journey but is put in the front!

So, am I making too much of this story?

Ya. Probably.


Yet, we need to be careful what we teach our children through story.

As we have arrived in the season of ADVENT, we prepare for the coming of the Lord Jesus Christ.

A misfit if you will. He was born in a manger, without a legit father. He was called a bastard child. He grew up in the backwater town of Nazareth. But this underdog (by the world's standard) was no underdog at all. He held the whole world in His hands and allowed Himself to become a baby, who needed a diaper change. But that infant would grow up and die on a cross so we could be saved.

So, Jesus is a little more important than Rudolph. But in their stories they are both the victor, the champion, and the Savior (if you will!)

How should we approach Christmas with our children! Giving gifts right? Maybe.

But what about those who are being bullied? What about those who are being forgotten? What if we teach our children (by modeling it ourselves) to include others in our "Reindeer games"?

What if we use this story to illustrate how the characters could have acted differently? Santa should not have neglected Rudolph all these years and could have used this as a teaching moment to include everyone!

So maybe you need to learn how to include others or......

Maybe you are the outcast. You can identify with Rudolph. No one wants you till they can use you for their own goal. And I'm sorry you feel that way.

But, according to Jesus, you are more valuable than you think.   Your value was determined on the cross. You were (and are) worth dying for.

I don't care if you have a mole, you have a disability, or even have a shinny red nose. God loves you just the way He created you to be.

This Christmas: may you know you are loved by God. May you know that when others treat you unfairly that He is with you and He is for you! But May you also have the courage to stand up for those that are being mistreated. May you look for the treasure in others and this can only come by friendship.

Merry "very early" Christmas!

Christ Came for me

I have been preparing to preach in Emporium Alliance Church this coming Sunday. I am preaching on the "Power of Thanksgiving." I will be using a lot material from my previous blog on "Thanksgiving"

Something else I will be sharing is what I want to share with my cyber friends right now. I find myself in an awkward place emotionally right now. As some of you know my wife Jasmine is pregnant. She is due on April 18,2017. So we are around half way there! WOOT!

We are celebrating and thankful for this pregnancy and all the wonderful plans in store for our child but we still mourn our last child who died prenatal (sometime around 6-8 weeks).

I don't know if I will ever stop mourning or if I ever half to. After all I still mourn (maybe a better word is: Miss) my mother who passed away 9 years ago. What I do have left, of those who have gone before me, are my memories and my time of mourning.

In processing my pain, last July (2015), I constructed a poem. I do not find myself very creative (though my wife would say otherwise), but blogging and writing has become a place where I have been able to think, process, celebrate, and even mourn tragedy in my life.

It is the place where as Bill Randall says, "I can get it up and out."

Below I just wanted to share the poem that I wrote about 16 months ago. This is raw and it is real. And its a little long (sorry for that!!). But I hope it inspires someone out there that is currently going through a tragedy. I hope it inspires you and gives you permission to mourn, to cry, to process, and when it's time: to heal.

Christ came for me- by Jeff Slattery

Christ came for me.

I was lost. I was dead. I was without hope.

But then He came.

He came for me.

You see, I like to take credit for coming to God.

It was my idea.

I thought of it.

I was smart and jumped on the lifeboat of my salvation.

But without Christ I couldn’t see.

I was blind. I was hurt. I was dead.

But then He came.

A light came into the darkness.

A Voice spoke into the silence.

A love came into the hatred.

From death to life through the one who made it all.

But why?

I cannot say.

I cannot fathom why? I would not have done the same.

Give my only son?

But He came.

He came for me.

I was lost but now I’m found, was blind but now I see.

So I will not boast in anything.

But I will boast in the One who came for me.

For on the day He came.

I was changed.

Forever.

And He came to make me a son.

Me? Adopted in his holy family.

Not only a son but crucified with Christ.

For on that day He died,

I died too.

Died to myself.

So I’ll raise my white flag

I surrender all to you.

All for you.

I surrendered when he came.

Yes, He came for me.

And he came for her.

Eight weeks with no heartbeat.

Feeling nothing but defeat.

And Death seemed to win the day

But it does not have the final say.

For you were fearfully and wonderfully made
But I…I was so afraid, I prayed and I prayed.

John Green said some infinities are bigger than others
How fair is that to me or your mother?

My only hope is that Christ came for you.

When death thought it could get you down.
The Savior came and spun you around.

He’s holding you as a smile appears on your face.
Heaven; what a wonderful place.

Say Hi to your grandma when you can
She’ll tell you about the buccos and how she was the biggest fan.

Your parents? We’ll be alright.
Learning to surrender to God with all our might.  

And Christ will come again.

You see, The story goes.

Christ has died, Christ has risen, Christ will come again.

The Life I now live is all looking forward to the age to come.

When Christ comes I will be made like Him.

In a twinkling of an eye, You and I will be changed.

He will wipe away your tear

Nothing to fear

For the Savior is Here.

And death shall be no more. .

The dead shall rise

We shall see our prize.

Risen King Jesus

Who came for us.  

May you know that Christ has come for you! May you know that He loves you so much. May you know that the value of your life was determined by Jesus dying on the Cross. You are literally worth dying for. Yes, even you. Yes, even when you did that ONE thing. He came; not to make you perfect. Not even so you could become perfect. But so He could show you true love.

Happy Thanksgiving (Eve).

Sincerely, a sinner turned Saint by the grace of God. 

Thanksgiving (or how to give thanks when life sucks)

It's easy to be thankful when things are going well.

You got a new job, you received a raise, you find your wife is pregnant.

But Sometimes Life sucks!

Am I right?

We all go through hard times. Someone dies, someone leaves us (divorce), you get in a car wreck, the steelers lose, etc

And in those moments I do not want to be thankful. In fact, my heart is stubborn and demands justice. Why did this happen to ME! This is so UNFAIR!

Anyone in the same boat?

So how do we choose thankfulness when things look differently than what we thought they would?


I guess the best way for me to communicate this is through stories. The first is from the Bible and the second is from my life.

First the Bible......

In the First Century, there was this man named Paul. He was Against Christianity originally but had a pretty dramatic encounter with the Lord (Acts 9) and become a follower of Jesus. In those days, it was dangerous to confess you were a follower of Jesus. Many were jailed; while others were killed for their faith.


A few occasions Paul was falsely accused and sent to Jail. He did NOTHING WRONG. In injustice to say the least. We read of this in Acts 16. So he does what any normal person would do. Complain! Right?

No.

He starts singing worship songs to God and giving God thanks while in jail. While Paul and his friend Silas were praising God and giving thanks, the whole prison was shaken by a massive earthquake.

All of the doors immediately opened and all of the prisoners chains were loosen.

The jailer awoke (naturally) and decided it was time to end it all. The Jailer took his sword about to commit suicide. But Paul yells, "Stop, don't kill yourself We are all here."

This jailer has a faith crisis moment and asks these men who were so free that they didn't leave jail "What must he do to be saved?"

What a crazy story?

There were other times when Paul was in Prison and thanking God and there wasn't a direct answer to pray. Paul wasn't praying to God so that God would act. He was praying because He knew that God was good. He knew he had some much to be thankful for. First and foremost that God is good and that God is in control, even when we are in Jail.


Even when your wife has a miscarriage.

That is my story. About a year and half ago (May 2015) we found out that my wife was pregnant. We were a combination of excited, nervous, and anxious.  But to our dismay, at the first appointment (8 weeks), we discovered that this little baby had no heartbeat. They scheduled for us to come back in for an ultrasound in 2 weeks to check again but still no heartbeat.

This feeling had to be worst than being falsely accused and being in prison. The doctors ordered for a DNC and questions start to abound. Why would God let this happen? Why didn't he answer our prayers?

Why does God let bad things happen?

There is no easy, clean answer to that question.

Maybe you are going through your own tradegy today? Maybe you were raped, maybe your spouse died, maybe you are really sick, or depressed?

IDK?

But sometimes life sucks and we need to be really intentional about how we think and how we act in light of it all.

What gave me hope through the pain is my belief in God. My belief that this little baby was in heaven with the rest of my loved ones who have already passed.

What gave me hope was that God was not done redeeming my situation. When it seems like we lose, don't give up hope. God is not finished. Remember Jesus? He was falsely accused and died a criminals death.

For what purpose? His death and resurrection brought us a new relationship with God. Sin, our bad behavior separated us from God, But Jesus came as the prefect sacrifice for our sins.

On the outside, it looked like injustice and evil were winning, yet it was all apart of God's master plan. For on the third day, Jesus rose from the grave. Jesus defeated death and hell.

Hebrews 12 declares, "He considered the joy set before him so he could endured the cross."

It brought Jesus JOY to endure the cross because he knew the end result was purchasing us a relationship with God, our Father forever!

What if we have that eternal perspective? Not denying the pain. But saying God, this hurts, But I know you are Good. I give you thanks because I know you are going to bring Good out of all this pain, hurt, and regret.

The Good News on Nov 21, 2016, My wife is again pregnant. And though I have fears and doubts that the same thing could happen I am choosing each day to place my trust in God. We are at 19 weeks. Going strong.

This thanksgiving, I have a lot to be thankful for. But more than just being thankful for Future Baby Slattery, I am thankful for the strengthening of my faith in God. Though, I don't wish a miscarriage or any tragedy on anyone it can strengthen our relationship with God as we learn what it truly means to trust in Him.


My prayer for you this thanksgiving season is to give thanks. Don't just give thanks for the usual stuff (family, friends, job, food, etc). Give thanks for the pain, give thanks for the days of sorrow, give thanks that things don't always go the way you planned.

Because it means that God is at work!

Happy Thanksgiving 2016

Am I qualified to teach gym?

Spoiler alert:Yes.

It's funny. I have been asked this question 5 or 6 times over the past few months when explaining that I have been teaching Gym at St Leo's since the start of the school year.

By the way, I have mad respect for those that went to school and continue to go to school for teaching: if that is physical education or otherwise. This blog in no one takes away from them or the importance to have qualified teachers in our school systems.

With all that being said: Isn't it funny? Like, how could they allow someone like you to teach our children! Btw I have had zero complaints (so far!) from teachers, administration, or parents within the school district. The ones who have asked are outside the context. 

So, how did we get here? I went to school and received a Bachelor of Arts in Student Ministry and received a minor in Psychology. So it makes sense that my Full time position is being the Youth Pastor for Awakening Alliance Church. But Gym? Okay. I like sports. Maybe just a little bit.

I played sports most of my life. You know: Like Baseball, football, wrestling, tennis, hockey. Just to name a few....And then I found a new one in college: Rugby. Oh, and I even assist my brother in coaching junior high wrestling.
 

But does all this make me qualified to teach K-8 gym. No, not really.

But it's okay.

Because if we wait till we are "ready" to do something nothing will ever get done. For example: my wife is pregnant. Praise the Lord. Am I ready? Working on it......

If you have kids you know, its a learning process. You need to grow and learn as they learn and grow.

All I know is when God opens the door we have the choice to run through it or pee our pants.

Lets look at this from a "spiritual" point of view.

I am a Christian. I love God and He loves me.

There is nothing I did to deserve his radical, unconditional, and fervent love toward me.

I am highly unqualified to teach the Gospel. Because I have sinned. I have made mistakes(Ask my wife). And I will never measure up to God and his perfection (so I should stop trying).

And in fact many times, I put false expectations on others that I would never put on myself. You know what we call those people right??? Hypocritical.

So, I guess I need to spot preaching the Gospel and teaching Gym and go live in a van down by the river.

Right? No! Of Course not. The Gospel, the Good News,  that Jesus brought and bought for us is based on us not being qualified.

He says, "Though your sins are many, I cast them into the sea, and remember them not."

You see, when we truly believe in Jesus: we understand that we have access to forgiveness. We have access to a new start. We have access to display love without expecting anything back. (Is that not what Jesus did himself?)

If you have experience the forgiveness of God that comes through Jesus, though your sins are many, you are qualified to tell others of the Good things God has done in your life.

So, Am I qualified to teach gym at SLS?

If by qualified you mean: I have a degree in education? Then the answer is still: No.

If by qualified you mean: God has opened the door and trained me in his own way and in his own timing for such a time as this? Then,Ya.

I am still learning and still growing. Many days I do want to pee my pants, but I go forward with pee-soaked joggers teaching the best I know, relying on the Holy Spirit, and relying on others along the way.

May you go through the doors God has opened for you. May you, though you are fearful, not be afraid. May you not think you are unqualified if God has qualified you for a new position or a new passion. And more than all of this: May you make an impact where you are.

Because a flower blooms where it is planted.

Go and marry a prostitute (Its in the Bible)

I was reading my Bible Today and was reminded of a really powerful yet unpopular book nestled in the Old Testament. The Book is Prophetic and written by a man name: Hosea


 It opens with a strange request:


"Go and marry a prostitute so that some of her children will be conceived in prostitution. This will illustrate how Israel (God's people) has acted like a prostitute by turning against the Lord and worshiping other gods."


I just imagine a picture in my head of how this looked:

Hosea: I love you God, so much. I will do anything for you. I will follow you with my life.
God: Anything, are you sure?
Hosea: Yes, Lord. Anything for you!
God: Okay, go and marry a prostitute.
Hosea: mmmmmhh


That wasn't God right??!???

How would you respond and advise someone who says, "I think God is telling me to go to the strip club and marry one of the hookers"?

I would tell that person that there is no way they are hearing from God and then I would go and plan their intervention where I would bring in all their family to help them see the error in their way.


But this is what happened to Hosea and God tells Hosea upfront why he is to marry a prostitute. The reasoning behind marrying a prostitute is simple. The people of Israel, in the time, were unfaithful to God and so he wanted to demonstrate that He was faithful even when she was not.


So Hosea and Gomer are married. In what would have been the world's most awkward wedding.

"If anyone sees why these two should not be wed speak now or forever hold your peace."......


They are married, then they have babies, and then she goes back to being a prostitute.

So, reading this story: We would assume, "Okay, Hosea tried it, it didn't work, so now they should get divorce and he can be more "equally yoked."

Nope!!!

But isn't this how we see other people. Or maybe ourselves. Well, I let God down today. I sinned. Now, he won't love me. Or he loves me but that other person, over there, they have sinned WAY MORE than I have.

There is NO HOPE for them!

Thankfully God is better than that!!!!!

God tells Hosea in Chapter 3 to, "Go and love your wife again, even though she commits adultery with another lover. This will illustrate that the Lord still loves Israel, even though the people have turned to other gods and love to worship them."

So Hosea goes to her. Where? The Bible doesn't say. But im assuming its not a kid friendly place.

So Hosea pays for his wife.

Just imagining here: One can only assume she was with her pimp. Hosea tries to take her but the pimp says he has to pay like everyone else. And So he does. He pays for what is already his.



The picture is clear. Hosea is a picture of Jesus while we (no offense) are a picture of Gomer.

I don't know if you have ever thought of yourself that way. I know I have. I have been to dark places where only the grace of God could pull me out.

And I wake up the next day hungry for sin. Hungry for rebellion. And I ask the Lord, to come and rescue me. And guess what? He does. He doesn't say, "well, I would forgive you but you have reached your quota for the month......."


He is that Good. He is so much better than we think he is.

And no, I have not committed adultery, or murdered, but I have sinned. I have put myself before others. I have lied when it is convenient. And if we are being honest we have all done really stupid and selfish things.

But we are not left in our sin and shame. If we know God and we know how much Jesus was willing to pay for us: we can be free. Your price tag was the cross. That is your value. You are literally worth dying for.

We can know that even when we are rebellious that God's love is stronger.

This also changes how we see others: If God was willing to die for me and forgive me, then he was willing to die and forgive others.

So, as a Christian, I do not give up hope. Even for those that seem so against Jesus: Either by their words or by their deeds.

There is no hopeless situation. God is in control. God is in charge. And God is on his throne. He is a Good Father and He continues to display his goodness in my life.


I don't always see it. But God is giving me deeper revelation of His goodness. I pray that as you read this and as you live your life you will also come to a deeper understanding of the Goodness of God.

Is it okay to be happy?

Yes.


 Okay let me explain where I am coming from. 

Yesterday, I was teaching gym at SLS in Ridgway. We were at the YMCA because of the storm. In one of my classes we played a game called, "Mouse-trap." Half the students were mice and the other half formed hands in a circle and acted as the "mouse-trap."

The goal for the mice is to get into the mousetrap and out without being caught. Pretty difficult. Most students could not do it. But it was fun. Kids were laughing and filled with joy. Until one girl sucessfully entered the mouse trap and exited the other side. 

She was happy. She finally did it. A few more students managed to do it but She was the FIRST. She proclaim a little bit of emotion and gave hugs to a few of her friends. To this celebration two members of the "mouse-trap" were greatly offended. 

Oh did I mention that these kids were 8? So the offended party starts yelling that the offender (or the successful mouse) should not be bragging because it is just a game. 

So who is right? The Mouse or the Mousetrap? The offender or the offended?

So, there I was in the middle of class with conflict. I briefly tried my best to explain there is a difference between bragging and and celebrating. Its okay to be happy that you did something good but it is not okay to make someone else feel bad about it. 


 I'm not sure how much of the talk these students understood.

Have you ever tried to explain the difference between "bragging" and "celebration" to a group of second graders? 

I am just one voice in their life. And I hope to be a good one but they listen to so many voices. Their other teachers, their parents, their coaches,their friends, and many other voices around them. 


But this whole conflict lead to me thinking......is it okay to be happy? I mean if you are a Christian you are suppose to be humble right? Putting others first. And if you are a parent don't you want your children to be humble? You know like Jesus?


Ya, we should be humble. If you believe in Jesus and identify as a Christian you believe that everything you have is a blessing from God. This includes your personality, your talents, even how much money your family has!  It all comes from God and we should be "humble and kind."

But is it okay to be happy? What I mean by is this: Is it okay to celebrate an accomplishment? 

The answer is yes but I need to explain because I know some people that act worst than these 8 year olds. It is okay to be happy. It is okay to celebrate what you did and celebrate what others have done. 


At the same time we should not be a jerk (by the way I don't think this girl was being a jerk or her intentions were to hurt someone's feelings). I just think that they were taught that it was not okay to celebrate because it meant you were bragging.


But I will tell you , and maybe myself, the same thing. We celebrate to give God the glory. We thank Him for helping us to achieve our goal. And we do not put others down. 


But what if that wasn't my intention? What if I wasn't trying to hurt someone's feeling by how I acted? Well, since it is not about you, its about how God has gifted you, then just tone down the celebration. 

Because after all its just Gym Class.

Unless Someone Like You

Do you remember the Dr Seuss book "The Lorax"?


The Lorax is about a boy name Ted Wiggins who lives in a completely artificial city. Everything is fake including the trees. Ted has a crush on a local environmentalist Audrey who wants to see a tree more than anything in the whole world. So Ted leaves his city on search of the "Once-ler" who he heard knows about trees. The "Once-ler" promises to tell Ted about trees if he listens to his story over multiple visits.

The "Once-ler" recounts the story of how when he was a young man he parted his family to find good material for his new invention. The key to his new invention was one of "Truffula" Trees in the forest.

It is here in the forest that the "Once-ler" meets the Lorax. He is the guardian of the forest and declares many times, "He speaks for the trees." The Lorax warns the "Once-ler" to leave the forest or he will be doomed. However, he does not listen to the warning. Instead, he does what any good capitalist would do and cuts down as many trees as he could, as fast as he could, so he could become as rich as he could.

Yet,one day, the forest was destroyed. There were no more trees or animals. And intense fog and smog covered the land. The Lorax leaves and only leaves a stone-cut word: "Unless"

At the conclusion of the "Once-ler"'s story he understands the meaning behind the Lorax's last message. He then gives Ted the last "Truffula" seed in hope that he can plant it and make others care about real trees once more.

A few more things happen. The bad guy is defeated. The hero gets the girl. They sing a song about planted trees and "letting them grow" and we are left with a challenge.

We are told,

“Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
Nothing is going to get better. It's not."

Wow, what a great message.

So are you more like the "Once-ler" of the "Lorax"?

The "Once-ler" consumed. He used. He didn't care about anyone but himself. But the Lorax cared. He cared about the animals. He cared about the trees. He cared about generations way beyond his himself.

We can take this discussion in a few different directions.The most obvious direction is that of the intention of Dr Seuss: Care about the earth and take care of it. Because we only have one.

And I agree. We should take care of the earth. We should recycle. We should use reusable resources as often as we can.

But I want to talk about something else. Or rather someone else. People.

 Yesterday we remembered September 11, 2001. It was 15 years since that crazy day. A day when many people "came back" to God. or at least to "church" Because you know when disaster comes it is at least good to know that God is on your side. Just like with the Civil War. That is why we have "In God we trust" on our money. We figured if we were fighting a war we should make sure that God is on our side.

 There is great injustice in our nation. (in case you have been sleeping). And don't get me wrong I am proud to be American. I love this nation. I have only ever been to three so I don't have much to compare her to but I like it here. But we have a long way to grow.

We see this most evident when people like Colin Kaepernick exercises his First Amendment right to not stand for the National Anthem and gets mocked by the media. Listen, I would not have done it that way, but either everyone is free or no one is free.

I am glad he stood up (ironically) by sitting down (or taking a kneel). We need and should desire social change. We should desire it by peaceful protest. Because if people don't stand up then the powerful people only get more powerful while the oppressed only get more oppressed.

I am not black. Not even close. I am very very white. But we need to stand for the rights of others. And Yes, in case you were wondering, "Black lives do matter." Isn't that what we want as a country?

Just because Muslim terrorists attacked our country 15 years ago we should not label every Muslim a terrorist in the same way I would not want to label all Christians "bigots" because some are.

But the truth is: We, like the Lorax, need to stand. We need to speak. Why? I am not being oppressed. Well, not yet.

But you might one day and you will wish that someone stood up with you. My hope and my prayer is that you will be filled with compassion and empathy this day.

Pastor Martin Niemölle said it this way.......

"First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—

Because I was not a Socialist.

Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—

Because I was not a Trade Unionist.

Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—

Because I was not a Jew.

Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me."

 

 

So there ya go. You might not be a socialist, you might not be a Jew, or a homosexual, or a Muslim, or Black, but you are some thing and you are someone. 

And you either fight for someone to have justice or allow for them to be oppressed. 

 

 And.....I want to see our nation become stronger and for each individual to have "liberty and justice for all." But.......

“Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
Nothing is going to get better. It's not."