"Haver" British usage: "to hem and haw." Scottish: "to maunder, to talk foolishly, to chatter, talk nonsense, to babble." Jewish: "a friend, chum, mate" - specifically someone willing to partner with you in grappling with truth and Word and life. Yep, I'm setting a high bar here...

Showing posts with label small groups. Show all posts
Showing posts with label small groups. Show all posts

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Of Rabbits and Elephants

He stood before me with a question.

Elephant or rabbit?

He asked me if I’d read the book The Rabbit and the Elephant: Why Small is the New Big for Today’s Church by Tony & Felicity Dale, along with George Barna.

I have.

Though it was last year sometime. It’s probably on one my shelves in my office or in the bookstore storage room somewhere. It was a follow-up read to Starfish and the Spider by Ori Brafman. Both were fun and enlightening reads, as I recall (though I recall more of the Starfish book than I do of the Rabbit book).

So what is your take? he asks as we stand underneath the shadow of a fairly large elephant (in the bookstore of the relatively large church I call home). And thinking back on the book and the challenge posed by the title, thoughts were uncorked…

I am struck by the “and” in the title of the book. As I initially considered “rabbit” and “elephant” I do believe I had exchanged the word “or” for “and.” As if we either advocate the rabbit or the elephant. Organized (especially organized, larger, insitutional) church or organic (especially small, simple, unplanned, unorganized, serendipitous) church.

But it’s not “or” it’s “and.”

How deep run our dualistic propensities! How often our basic outlook in religion, in politics, in theology, in philosophy, in general, is either this or that. Now, surely, many things cannot be mixed: light and darkness, Christ and Belial, country music and my daughters; but, as demonstrated by Reeses Peanut Butter Cups, how often is reality in fact a creative combination of seeming incompatibles; strands of different colors and textures and consistencies are woven together to form one tapestry.

So it is with elephants and rabbits.

Elephants are big and fat and bulky. They eat a lot (300-400 lbs a day – though according to that veritable source of truth known as Wikipedia they only digest about 40% of what they consume). And oh how they poop. They can and do stick their big noses in all kinds of places – their trunk being sensitive enough to pick up a single blade of grass and strong enough to rip branches off a tree. They are highly intelligent – they have the largest brain of any land animal. And they can easily trample wee things below…like rabbits. Big churches can and do share many of these traits.

Rabbits are small. They live in groups. Their hind legs can carve you up when they feel threatened – not to mention those sharp teeth that can take off a knight’s head when they’re provoked. And, of course, they breed like crazy. They have quite the breeding turnaround (as opposed to the 22 month’s gestation period for elephants). Smaller expressions of “church” (small groups from a few people to a relative many) can share these same traits.

At this point rabbit people can smugly point out the superiority of being rabbits, the freedom of unofficial warrens, and the “free love” to breed and multiply as you please (spiritually speaking of course)…while the elephant people, trunks high in the air like a dandified Colonel Hathi, can look down their ample proboscis at these dirty little rabbits who will never accomplish anything, living in their little holes. But God has created both. Or perhaps, better, when it comes to big organized churches and small relatively unorganized ones, people create the social structures connected within each varied expression, but God authors and beautifies the fellowship and life that can be found in either.

And I can attest to the wonderful, creative, symbiotic relationship that can exist between elephant and rabbit. When a large church empowers people to freely “breed” in small gatherings of all shapes and sizes and configurations without trying to determine outcomes, control the diet or regulate the life processes involved, the explosion of life is amazing! Alone, rabbit people can isolate and can bite and kick the stuffing out of each other just as effectively as the stomping of any elephant church. Any elephant church can stomp out the spontaneity and life and breeding happening among the rabbit population underfoot.

What a blessing in this season for me to see the two not just existing side by side (as much as it’s possible for a rabbit to exist beside an elephant), but to see how the one empowers and enlivens the other; to witness God creating a partnership that historically is not all that common. Historically small groups have been subersive to the reigning elephant church in society – and many rabbits relish that role; in recent times some elephant churches have alternately tried to adopt the rabbits and their culture so as to control them or just utilize their energy for their own ends – but ultimately feel just as skittish about them as elephants do with any small creature underfoot. But how beautiful to see, at this moment, elephant and rabbit moving together to the same kingdom rhythms, and to see God in the midst.

Elephants and rabbits. God created them both.

It can be a beautiful thing.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Oh the blessing of haverim!

And when Araunah looked down, he saw the king and his servants coming on toward him. And Araunah went out and paid homage to the king with his face to the ground. And Araunah said, “Why has my lord the king come to his servant?” David said, “To buy the threshing floor from you, in order to build an altar to the LORD, that the plague may be averted from the people.” Then Araunah said to David, “Let my lord the king take and offer up what seems good to him. Here are the oxen for the burnt offering and the threshing sledges and the yokes of the oxen for the wood. All this, O king, Araunah gives to the king.” And Araunah said to the king, “May the LORD your God accept you.” But the king said to Araunah, “No, but I will buy it from you for a price. I will not offer burnt offerings to the LORD my God that cost me nothing.” So David bought the threshing floor and the oxen for fifty shekels of silver. (2 Samuel 24:20-24 ESV)


Some nice havering yesterday in our Sunday discussion.

Examining David’s motives in refusing to accept Araunah’s gift of this threshing floor…doesn’t he know how to receive a gift? Was it his own pride – he made a mess and by golly was going to pay to “clean it up”? Or was something else at work here? And does worship have to personally cost us something for it to truly be worship?

The whole discussion was for me a reminder of why reading the Bible is supposed to be a community event. Too many of us are solo reapers swinging our hermeneutical sickle into the text and “harvesting” our implications and applications very nicely on our own, thank you very much.

But the fact is we are never truly solo.

Our hermeneutical sickle has a handle shaped by others more than we realize, swung over a field we didn’t even sow along a path that has been travelled countless times before us. Our self-sufficient, American individualistic mindframe simply has to go. When we enter the Bible we are entering a community library with many volumes that have passed through many hands – authors, editors, copyists, translators, scholars. And it is meant to be received and processed through many hands joined together in a common faith and passion to hear and enter the text, to enter the story. I have met plenty of proud, self-made Bible “scholars” who have just “read the word” on their own (used to be one too!) – because, after all, that’s all it takes, right? Just me and my Bible.

But hearing the Word is a community endeavor, involving hearing and discussing, sifting and sorting, give and take. And hopefully some honest calling each other out when there’s far too much personal conjecture and say so and far too little immersion in the text and story itself.

And so back to our wee circle yesterday, with David “on the couch” as it were. What does this story say about his motives? What lessons are here about worship? After exploring various paths and suppositions, each with valid points along the way, we ended up observing together that there may be nothing more at work here than cultural conventions. Araunah may well be bargaining with David the way Ephron the Hittite bargained with Abraham over the cave of Machpelah in Genesis 23 – offering to give it freely (showing his generosity) and then proposing a fair price after the free offer was appropriately turned down. Maybe that’s what’s driving this exchange. Or maybe it’s what I have always heard “harvested” from this story: that worship and obedience are only truly worship and obedience when there’s sacrifice, only when it hurts (at least a little).

Nothing earthshattering in imporantance here, I suppose, either way.

The blessing for me – the blessing of my wonderful little Sunday morning band of haverim – is that the group discussion opened up some legitimate options based on the wider text of Scripture and it blessed me. I fell in love a little more with the Lord, with the Word, with my wee group.

Which is why we all so desperately need this kind of honest, thought- provoking, life-stimulating, face-to-face havering.

Oh the blessing of haverim…