Author: Mari Walker

  • Faith Stories: Help My Unbelief

    Faith Stories: Help My Unbelief

    Faith Stories: Help My Unbelief

    The Walk! Something we have been hearing about for some time around St. John’s. We should all have a pretty good understanding of what it is about. It’s about our Capital Campaign to raise money to improve our sanctuary and gym. We want to upgrade and renovate the gym into a more welcoming and functional family life center and to serve our clients at the Shepherd’s Market. We also want to renovate and add a narthex to the sanctuary. These are needed as we continue to “Walk” and serve God on this corner of Renee and Highland Road. Plans and details have been developed over the course of the past couple of years. And here we are today ready to move forward with raising the money to start construction.

    Raise money! 1.5 million dollars! WOW THAT’S A LOT OF MONEY! I admit when I first heard this amount, I swallowed hard, took a deep breath, thought about it and became scared. $1.5 million!

    Although I have not been a part of the actual planning teams, I have been fortunate to have participated in many retreats and meetings when we discussed the progress being made to identify our needs and form a plan. We usually began these meetings with a devotional. Each time these devotionals leaned heavily on our faith in God, citing scripture and personal experiences.

    Now I have faith and I believe in the power of God. But $1.5 million? That scares me! As I thought about it more and more, the more scared I became. Then I was reminded of the father who brought his son to Jesus to be healed. He asked Jesus if you are able would you take pity and help my son. ”23 Jesus said to him, “If you are able!-All things can be done for the one who believes.”24 Immediately the father of the child cried out, “I believe; help my unbelief!” (Mark 9:23-24)

    That was my first reaction when we started talking about raising this amount of money. You could probably say I was a little negative, and you would be right! How was St. John’s going to raise that kind of money? Are we able?

    Well, I began praying asking God to “help my unbelief” and to help me find a way to participate fully in the financial part of this plan to help us improve our facilities so that we could indeed be more inviting and feed people both spiritually and physically. I prayed, prayed and prayed about it. I listened, listened and listened for God to answer!

    Over time my negative thoughts began to disappear, to recede into the back recesses of my mind and they were replaced with positive thinking about this building plan and capital campaign. The more I prayed and listened about it the more positive I became. You see, God was helping “my unbelief.”

    Also those doing the planning chose a name that really gets our attention, “The Walk!” Now some of you may wonder how or why that came about? Think for a minute with me. Since you and I first accepted Christ into our lives as our Redeemer/Savior, we have been on a journey. A spiritual journey with God, walking along with Him, talking to him, listening to Him, and having Him as a part of our life. So we have been and are on a Walk with God.

    In Hebrews 11:1 we read this, “Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.” And the Apostle Paul tells us in 2 Corinthians 5:7 that “we walk by faith, not by sight.” So we are on a specific Walk with God right now, asking for his help and guidance as we enter into the final days of our Capital Campaign.

    We have things hoped for; to renovate our gym and make it more inviting and to serve as a true family life center, and to renovate the sanctuary and add a narthex. They are both not yet seen today. But as we look into our future they are definitely in our eye sight. Yes, “faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.” And with the help of God our “unbelief” can be changed into a strong and confident faith with conviction that God will not only show us the way but will lead us on this journey, both individually and corporately.

    So today, although I was scared at first mention of $1.5 million, I am very positive and upbeat about the success of these projects. So let us continue together to “walk by faith, and not by sight.”

    Thank you.
    Mike Allen
    As presented during 8:30 a.m. worship on Sunday, October 18, 2015

     

  • Faith Stories: Impermanence Becomes Permanent

    Faith Stories: Impermanence Becomes Permanent

    Faith Stories: Impermanence Becomes Permanent

    It’s amazing how quickly a sense of impermanence can become permanent.

    Without being too cryptic, all this means is that one can be in this place or that temporarily for so long that temporary becomes the norm. An impermanent state is something that most people experience at some point in their lives. We often don’t really explicitly leave home. We leave for school, and then after a couple of years realize that we don’t make it home as often as we used to, and maybe a couple years after that realize that the place where we feel most comfortable is no longer the “home” we left.

    Such a realization is a good thing. What it really means is that you’ve found a new home, but the old labels stick. The result is a sense of being temporarily between home and some abstract future home, and church is often one of the elements caught in this transitory norm.

    This is an illustration, then, of my mindset when I first arrived in Baton Rouge almost five years ago. It wasn’t that I didn’t have a church. I’d been a lifelong United Methodist, only my church was a two-hour drive from where I had lived for the previous six years. Credit to my wife Kristine, who when we were first dating wanted to find a church to attend on Sundays and invited me to join her search. Credit to sheer distance as well. It’s one thing to live 125 miles away from your “home” church, but when that number balloons to 1,000, you’re not fooling yourself any longer.

    We found St. John’s, just down the road from other churches we had visited, liked what we found, and kept coming back. What drew me then as now is the way St. John’s emphasizes translating faith into action, and also constantly encourages careful discernment and reassessment of just how we as individuals are called to act. I have attended St. John’s just long enough to say with confidence that these characteristics go beyond the work of any single pastor. These characteristics are traits of St. John’s.

    Bolstered by the call to action at St. John’s, I tentatively became more involved. I helped unload deliveries for The Shepherd’s Market and accepted an invitation to join the advisory committee for The Walk. Yet that transitory mindset stubbornly remained. I decided rather quickly that I would give exclusively of my time and my presence.

    Deeper investments—financial investments—would have to wait for some uncertain time, at some uncertain church, in some uncertain town, after gaining some uncertain job.

    This decision was in itself a valid one, formed through years of semester student fees and ramen noodle budgets. Besides, The Walk is a three-year campaign, and I will very likely have to move on in only two. I realized however, that it wasn’t a decision I had revisited for some time. Really, it was less a current decision and more a reflex born of the enduringly temporary status necessitated over the last decade by my career. Investing too deeply seems silly when you’re only in a place until you finish the bachelor’s, the master’s, the doctorate, that post-doc or visiting faculty position, that benefits-exempt non-tenured appointment; it seems silly until one realizes the thresholds are not getting any closer or better defined.

    That realization was simple and at first blush had little to do with St. John’s. At both Kansas State and LSU—communities so temporary they virtually turn over every few years—I had voted for increased student fees to fund renovations to aged student recreation centers. I, along with my peers, signed up for the torn up parking lots, the closed off weight rooms and the bills for something I would never get to see. Yet the decision was an easy one, and I had even advocated it to skeptics, because a previous generation of students had done the same in the 1970s and 1980s. The parallel could not have been clearer. There it was, St. John’s reminder to reassess and be open-minded about the manner in which I was called to act.

    That decision demonstrates St. John’s impressive capacity for action. Before moving to Baton Rouge, I felt called to give to my university and not a church because while I saw the positive impact of education every day, I had not seen similarly inspiring action in the church. That is not to say my previous churches did nothing, only that we all have limited resources and allocate them where they seem to have greatest impact.

    The impact of St. John’s was clear, as well as the need in the community for more. For me, the reassessment was also indicative of the trust St. John’s has earned as we move ahead in growing our impact. I trust our church leaders when they say that every contribution is welcome, beneficial and important no matter how much or for how long.

    The key is open-minded participation. I trust the legacy of our founders, that we have at hand a tremendous opportunity, and that I can contribute in a small way to that larger, lasting legacy. I trust I can invest for the better, no matter how long I actually get to sit in the pews on Sunday mornings.

    Zach Isenhower
    As presented during 11 a.m. worship on October 11, 2015

  • Faith Stories: Be Appropriate and Be Prepared

    Faith Stories: Be Appropriate and Be Prepared

    Faith Stories: Be Appropriate and Be Prepared

    I remember learning the importance of “being prepared” back in the second grade. We only had two rules that year. 1) Be appropriate and 2) be prepared. I was fascinated by these rules- basically everything fell under them. You couldn’t talk without raising your hand because that would not be appropriate and you could not forget your homework at home because then you were not prepared. I remember being mesmerized that literally every scenario I could think of fell under those two rules. Throughout my time at U-High I really learned the importance of being prepared. I would make sure my booksack had everything it needed for the next day and set it by the door the night before school, and I used my planner religiously (a discipline I still follow today).

    I consider my interest in rules and structure one of the leading reasons for why I wanted to become an attorney. The first general rule of thumb for a law student is to be prepared. As I learned in my first year of law school, where under the Socratic method of teaching, a student not prepared for class is excused for the day, with a certainty that he/she will be called on in the following class. Fortunately, I have never had an issue with that.<

    My interest in rules continues to follow me. This semester in school I am doing significant research and writing on the rule of law as it relates to common law jurisdictions and their recent exodus from and objection of international courts. You can ask me later about what all of that other stuff is and I will be more than happy to discuss it with you, but I want to focus here on the theory of the rule of law. The rule of law, in its simple form is defined by F.A. Hayek as, “government in all its actions is bound by rules fixed and announced beforehand – rules which make it possible to foresee with fair certainty how the authority will use its coercive powers in given circumstances and to plan one’s individual affairs on the basis of this knowledge.” Basically, knowing what the rules are prepares the individual and the trier of fact for following and enforcing the rules.

    Significantly though, my interest in rules could not be more evident than my love for the United Methodist Church. We are a body shaped by God with a strong Wesleyan influence of guiding rules. In fact, I am proud to claim that as a result of notifying the Publisher at the United Methodist Publishing House, regarding a formatting error, I am an official editor of our rulebook, the Book of Discipline. Without a doubt though, my love for the UMC started right here at St. John’s. My relationship with Christ would not be what it is today but for St. John’s and your continuous love and support over the years. I simply cannot begin to list all that you have done for me, so just know that it is extensive. And with that, I can say that I will be here no matter what, regardless of what our buildings look like. Although, I fully endorse our capital campaign and building projects for the following reasons.

    It was May 2012 and my first Sunday as a staff member at St. John’s. Coincidentally, it was the same Sunday that our Youth Ministry Architects presented their report to the congregation, following their consultation the prior week. Not much longer after that, the church council was presented with three important proposals that were identified as immediate action steps in the YMA report. One of those identified action steps relating to the modernization of our buildings.

    What I love is that God has continuously said YES to our building committee and its plans. It seems as though God has wanted us to focus our resources, time and energy into this project. For that I am thankful. I have had the privilege of following the plans for the building projects and the capital campaign every step of the way. Specifically, I have gotten my love for rules and being prepared from the best of them, my mother – who has endlessly been involved in the workings of our building committee and capital campaign. I am confident that she and her respective teams took every step with caution, precision and would not be here now if they were not fully prepared. I can honestly say that after all of the hard work over the last three years that I know we are prepared.

    When I push my theory on the rule of law to its furthest boundaries we get the idea that to be successful, you need to prepared, and to be prepared you need rules to follow.

    Jesus Christ asks us to follow Him.

    Over the last several years I have seen St. John’s following Christ like never before. We have and continue to set and re-set the bar for both ourselves and other congregations around us on what it means to feed people, to glorify God and to make disciples. And because of that, I think He has prepared us for this Walk together.

    Andrew Blackwood
    As presented during 8:30 a.m. worship on October 11, 2015

     

  • Faith Stories: Putting God First in Giving & Living

    Faith Stories: Putting God First in Giving & Living

    Faith Stories: Putting God First in Giving & Living

    Stewardship: the careful and responsible management of something entrusted to one’s care

    St. John’s community, God has given us the responsibility of sharing our gifts through worship, witness and service so that others will know God and become disciples of Jesus Christ.

    News Flash! We are doing that, through all the wonderful ministries we have here at St. John’s UMC – Opening Doors, The Shepherd’s Market, Tutoring, the United Methodist Women, the Youth Ministry, the Children’s Ministry, Sunday School, Bible Study, Worship Service…and that’s just a few. I’ve seen firsthand how important all these ministries are to St. John’s and the community. 

    During the first week of school, a little girl came up to me and said, “Do you remember me?” I smiled at her and said, “Of course I do!” I hoped and prayed that she wouldn’t ask me her name. I didn’t know it and still don’t. Then she hugged me and said, “Thank you for giving me food!” I thought she was talking about school breakfast. (I have cafeteria duty at Wildwood.) Of course I said, “You are so very welcome but you don’t need to thank me for that.” “Oh yes I do!” she beamed. “My family really needed that food and you helped us put food in our baskets for free!” The light bulb comes on! “Yes!” I said. “You came to the Shepherd’s Market at my church this summer!” 

    St. John’s, my prayer is that we continue to give financially, share our gifts, share our talents, give our time, and share God’s love with others. 

    How do you put God first in giving and living? By being good stewards of our finances, gifts, talents, time and hearts. 

    Darlene Dickson

  • Faith Stories: Patience

    Faith Stories: Patience

    Faith Stories: Patience

    Patience is the state of endurance under difficult circumstances, which can mean persevering in the face of delay or provocation without acting on negative annoyance/anger or exhibiting forbearance when under strain. It is also used to refer to the character trait of being steadfast.

    The topic of patience has come up often in my personal life since fall 2013. At that time I was attending a Women’s Retreat where I had the opportunity to observe many of my St. John’s friends take key roles in the planning and execution of the weekend. During one of our sessions we were in the quiet sanctuary where it appeared to me that everyone had a purpose and a direction. I began to pray that I would hear God’s plan for me in this world; you know an easy answer or a simple task, but one that had meaning.

    Instead of hearing some prophetic message of how I should proceed or how I would be of service to someone the only words I heard were “BE PATIENT,” and I heard those words loud and clear, very specifically the words were, Be Patient!

    Not really what I wanted to hear, but I was actually content with those words – for the moment, but as the days and weeks after the retreat passed I was getting very IMPATIENT! I wanted to DO SOMETHING because it just didn’t FEEL like anything was happening in my life. I know many of us here at St. John’s have felt this way over the last several years with the progress of our building projects.

    Well, just like I thought nothing was happening in my life and that wasn’t the case; the same has been true for the progress of the building projects. Over the last three years, as a church we have identified the areas of need for our campus, hired an architect, drawn plans for the gym (which are now out for bid from contractors), started on the plans for the Narthex, hired a capital campaign consultant, committed as a church to complete both phases of the project and now today we are embarking on our capital campaign to fund this project. Whew! That is a lot of work in three years. Part of me says now the hard work begins, or does it?

    One of the lines in the definition of patience refers to the character trait of being steadfast. St. John’s for years has been steadfast in our efforts to be a light to others through service and gifts of time and money. Steadfast, I like that word – it describes our character as a church. A church that steadily moves forward persevering when times are easy or difficult, but always walking in faith. A church that is known in our community for feeding people both spiritually and physically.

    As a church community we are not just beginning “The Walk.” We are continuing the walk that we have been on for 54 years. Although we all get impatient sometimes I know that this step in our journey as a faith community to raise $1.5 million is just that-a step. A step that we can turn into a leap with our prayers and our commitment, a step that will allow us to continue our mission and to be ready to take the next step.

    For we, the people of St. John’s, walk by faith not by sight.

    Danielle Blackwood 
    As presented during worship on October 4, 2015

    Faith Stories: The Walk Testimony – October 4, 2015 from St. John’s UMC Baton Rouge on Vimeo.

  • Faith Stories: Sharing Faith Truthfully in Community

    Faith Stories: Sharing Faith Truthfully in Community

    Faith Stories: Sharing Faith Truthfully in Community

    Faith stories are often moving and endearing. I have such stories myself, but this is not one of them.

    Bill and I have a dear friend who is gay and married. A colleague explained that he no longer participates in his childhood faith tradition because there is no place for him there if he is honestly who he is. Their lives seem to have the same joys and struggles as anyone. I feel fortunate to have such fine people as friends.

    As a result of the dialogue on same sex marriage, I am faced with this ethical and spiritual quandary: the United Methodist Book of Discipline forbids clergy from performing same sex marriage inside or outside the church. I considered dropping my membership as I cannot affirm a stand that is contrary to my faith in the message of Jesus to be inclusive and open or a faith that prevents committed relations and faith struggles on the basis of biology.

    On the other hand, I value the St. John’s faith community and the opportunity to struggle in my faith journey with others who share their faith struggles and experiences with me. I value the learning opportunities in Bible study. These things lead me to understand more about Jesus and our faith tradition. I have grown in my faith in part as a result of my membership at St. John’s.

    Like Zooey Deschanel sings, “We all go through it together, but we all go at it alone.” So here’s my faith story: I feel I am called to speak my faith truthfully and am glad that others share their faith journey truthfully. I value my membership and the community. For me, faith journey is not always clear sailing. I have faith that individuals sharing their story will lead us individually and our institutions closer to the will of God.

    Jane Metcalf

  • Faith Stories: Faith Journey

    Faith Stories: Faith Journey

    Faith Stories: Faith Journey

    Isaiah 43: 1-2a “But now says the Lord – the one who created you, Jacob, the one who formed you, Israel: Don’t fear, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name; you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you.” 

    As we approach the 10th anniversary of Hurricane Katrina, I am reminded of those verses which sustained me and my husband when our home of 50 years in Lakeview in New Orleans had water up to the roof. In “exile” in Magee, Mississippi, we pondered what to do and ended up in Baton Rouge. What a blessing! Out of a bad situation we found a wonderful life: St. John’s church was a beacon that welcomed us, and we were able to purchase a home in a very convenient area.

    There were difficult times as we dealt with the debilitating disease that robbed my husband of physical and mental abilities. After his death in 2009, I was surrounded by love and comfort.

    Ironically (?) the scripture above is a portion (Isaiah 43: 1-13) of the one chosen four years ahead of time in 2004 as the theme for the United Methodist Women’s Jurisdiction meeting in 2008. How providential that those words would become so personal for me.

    Today I am filled with gratitude: for a church that continues to challenge me in my faith journey, for wonderful friends who have become like family and for health that allows me to be active. I am free from fear for however many days are ahead.

    Thank you, St. John’s.

    Pat Cobb

  • Faith Stories: GO ON

    Faith Stories: GO ON

    Faith Stories: GO ON

    Mike and I had the privilege to attend Youth 2015 with our St. John’s Youth along with 4,500 other youth in late June. Wow, what a wonderful time together to worship as one community of faith. We all shared one thing in common: the love for Jesus Christ.

    Everything was labeled with GO ON. It was everywhere on t-shirts, banners, videos and books. Everywhere you looked there it was: GO ON. It was our last night of worship gathering on Sunday night, and The Rev. Olu Brown from Impact Church in Atlanta took the stage. Pastor Brown’s message that night really got to me. “Orlando is great, but you can’t stay here,” he said. “It’s time for you to go back and carry out the mission of Jesus. Being a disciple doesn’t mean you are perfect but that you are willing to be changed from the inside out.”

    It was a typical Monday afternoon at work, it was raining again, actually storming or so it sounded as I stood in the warehouse. I had 30 minutes of work left and was watching the clock. I walked inside to return to my desk, and I saw a lady on our front porch taking shelter from the storm. I don’t work in the best part of town. We lock the front door right after the mail is delivered. But this day, the mail was late and the door was unlocked. I invited her in, and she politely declined and said she was walking home and would wait for the rain to stop. This storm was different; you could tell it wasn’t going to stop. So I asked her if I could drive her home, and she accepted. I went back inside to tell my co-workers I was bringing her home. One said, “Would you like my gun?” I quickly said “no thank you, I have God.” One coworker looked at me like I was cray-cray, and the receptionist was trying to talk me out of going and I said to her, “Love thy neighbor.”

    We drove on South Choctaw toward Sherwood Forest and she asked, “Can you take me to pick up my kids at daycare?” I replied, “Of course.” We picked up Alex and Alexandria, who are 6 and 7 and precious as they can be. They get in the car with the biggest smiles and happy hearts.

    I was different this day. I kept thinking, “How can I take Pastor’s Brown message to GO ON in my life?” After meeting Yolanda and her precious kids I realized there are so many things in our busy lives that we can GO ON to be a disciple of Jesus Christ. Offer a smile, say hello, open a door, be nice, offer someone a ride and trust in the Lord with all your heart.

    As they were all getting out of my car, Yolanda called me “an angel,” but in fact, I believe she was mine.

    Hebrews 13:2

    Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.

    Stephanie Worthy

  • Faith Stories: The Wesley Awards

    Faith Stories: The Wesley Awards

    Faith Stories: The Wesley Awards

    In April I was asked by the leadership of the Annual Conference to help with judging the applications for the annual Wesley’s, presented at Annual Conference on June 9, 2015. The Wesley Awards honor distinguished ministries at local churches from around the conference. Each church can self-nominate in one of four categories based upon the mission of the Annual Conference.

    Initially, I was hesitant to take on this extra project as the deadline for sending in my selections was right in the middle of law school final exams (and the day before my most difficult final); however, just like our pastors, as laity, I serve at the pleasure of the Bishop and accepted.

    Upon receiving the heaping stack of applications, I quickly sifted through them to find an application from St. John’s UMC for our work as a host site for Consulado Movil de Mexico (mobile Mexican consulate). After reading the application my initial thoughts were disappointment, So-and-So UMC is going to beat us again and we can do better than this!

    Next, I got acquainted with the criteria for judging and learned the different categories. As I sat down to read the applications I was overcome by the amazing ministries that Louisiana United Methodists are taking part in. There were several that stuck out as clear winners; these were innovative ministries that to me were all-around remarkable. Others were standard (but equally important and meaningful): quilting groups, back-to-school programs and x-ministry groups.

    After I read all the submissions I found myself thinking how truly amazing St. John’s is, for the ministry and mission that is in our DNA. I quickly recanted my initial thoughts on our application and began to see it as a frontrunner. Thinking back, our application fit. It was who we are and could not have been a better testament to our desire of meeting the needs of the community and coming together to make it happen. I’m pleased to say that the other judges agreed, and that we took home our first Wesley. You can see the gold bobble-head John Wesley statue on display in the sanctuary!

    Wesley Bobble-head

    In life I tend to set the bar high, sometimes unreachable but always leaving room for growth. However, I am reminded that we do not have to spend the most money, have the fanciest building or the most volunteers to have a meaningful ministry. Yet, the success of our ministry comes from our common commitment to do good and serve our neighbors. My experience with judging the Wesley Award applications reminded me that fortunately we are not competing against anyone. As long as we are doing our best and serving God we are on the right track.

    Nonetheless, I continue to hold high expectations for St. John’s and our ministries with and in the community. I am motivated by both what other churches are doing and the love that we share for each other and our common bond of serving Christ. St. John’s truly is a missional church and I am thankful every day to be part of such a wonderful family. I can’t wait to see how we will continue to respond to our call to Feed People, Make Disciples and Glorify God over the next few years.

    All of this to say, I’m already signed up for our new Introduction to the Spanish Language class taught by my former high school English teacher and St. John’s member Mrs. Carol Young. Won’t you join us in becoming prepared for the next visit from the Consulado Movil de Mexico?

    Andrew Blackwood

  • Faith Stories: Swaddled in God’s Arms

    Faith Stories: Swaddled in God’s Arms

    Faith Stories: Swaddled in God’s Arms

    Ever since the request went out to tell of our faith journey with St. John’s, I have been trying to figure out how to put my journey into words. On my 30 minute ride to work five days a week I converse with my God and we have really good conversations.

    But this Tuesday morning 06/09/2015 — Bam!!! God made me recall a visit I had with my late brother Edwin some years ago, after his grandchild was born and we went to meet the newest family member.

    When we arrived, the baby had been crying and could not be calmed. I looked at the young mother holding the crying baby with a look on her face like, “What am I doing wrong?” I went to her and asked if I could hold the baby and, of course, she said yes. I then asked her for a receiving blanket for the baby and she went and got it. I put the receiving blanket on the bed, set the baby in the center of the blanket at an angle and wrapped one corner over her body and tucked it in under her. Then I pulled the cover over her little feet and put the excess blanket over her body, then tucked the other side of the blanket over her and tucked it under her again. She was SWADDLED snugly in her blanket. Before I could sit on the rocker to rock her to sleep, she was sleeping soundly. I advised my niece that babies have to be SWADDLED in order to feel secure. They come from a very confined, secure and safe area and now they are in this big world, and they are frightened. They need the warmth and security of the blanket.

    Then it hit me WOW! That is exactly what St. John’s has done for me. It has SWADDLED me in the arms of GOD and made me secure. Every time I come to this place called St. John’s I have no problems, no matter what occurred during the week. I come to St. John’s and know for a fact that I see the face of God in every member in this church. Each person has their own special gifts from God and what is even more wonderful is that they know how to use them and share them with each other.

    So you see, St. John’s is not just a building to worship the LORD, it is the LORD that is in the building and guiding us and wrapping and swaddling us in His arms, just like we do for our little babies.

    Kathleen Adams