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Monday, September 15, 2008

Four Essays

The following are four essays that have been on my mind for the last few months. Please don't be scandalized by the language. I'm trying to be honest.

Myself

Played tennis today. Made embarrassing swings as ball whizzed by. Hitting the ball was worse. “Gentle” taps with the racquet sent the ball soaring out of the court. Every time this happened rage exploded in chest. Wanted to scream “fuck!”

Learned to shoot hoops. Didn’t know anything about the game. Tried hard. Missed most shots. Frustration came when opponent sped past again and again and again. Worthless at defending. “Fuck” again and again.

Played catch with baseball. Threw too far right, left, high low…never center. Ball after ball flew past mitt into the woods. Stepped away and cringed when fast balls were thrown.

Went for run with roommate. Eight minutes out and then return. Couldn’t keep up. Eventually slowed to a walk. Picked up pace when cars passed and slowed again when out of sight.

Couldn’t throw beanbags into a hole.
Couldn’t make shots into a soccer goal. Couldn’t defend a soccer goal.

My guts are on fire with anger, my chest explodes with rage and with every missed shot, every missed catch, “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”

At home and at college I was defined by my strengths: worship leading, critical thinking, conversation. At camp I was viewed as a clown. This I regret. My life in Maryland is defined by my weaknesses: my lust, my loneliness and my inability to be a successful male.

The world defines masculinity in a certain way. Christians follow this definition, as well. It does not define me. I have the gift of art, music, words, critical thinking, and creativity: humanities attributed to the world’s and Christian’s definition of femininity. This is the greatest pressure facing me today: deep self hatred because I fail at every “masculine” activity no matter how hard I try. I desire desperately to be good at physical activity and to hold my own in a conversation with my male coworkers. And in all these things I am a failure.


World, part 1

A woman and her daughter sat in a booth at a wing’s place. Each booth had the ethereal glow of a television mounted inside it. The girl sat texting on her phone; the mother sat talking on her phone via a wireless headset. Across from their booth, at the bar, a large man sat and drank a good deal of hard liquor. In his time there he consumed plate after plate of food. An entrée, a glass of liquor, wings, another glass of liquor, a milkshake, and while he waited for his carry out order, mushrooms. One by one customers stepped up to the bar to order food and one by one the man made them feel uncomfortable by his uninhibited, slurred speech.

I do not want to live in this sad, isolated world.


Church

In this world we have brothers and sisters:
Who are poor,
Who are starving,
Who are without fresh water,
Who are without suitable clothes,
Who are without sufficient homes,
Who are sex slaves,
Who are sick with incurable diseases,
Who are sick with curable diseases,
Who are sick to the point of death,

A parking lot full of expensive-looking cars. A comfortably air-conditioned room. A concert. Shallow, self-centered lyrics. Out of place instrumental solos. Vocal solos sung by divas. Attractive people holding plates piled high with donuts. Large coffees in hand, sipping instead of singing, standing still as statues. Youth in the back row texting on their cellphones. I feel like I am the only one trying to work out my faith. I do not trust these people and I neither want to be a part of them or be associated with them.

“We must ask what it means to be born again into a family in which our sisters and brothers are starving to death…it becomes scandalous for the church to spend money on windows and buildings when some family members don’t even have water.”

World, part 2

At a festival lines along the closed of city streets of DC there were black people of every nationality, white people with every background possible. Hispanics, Asians, Filipinos. Wealthy, middle-class, poor. Young, middle-aged and old. Straight, gay, lesbian, trans-gendered. Men in suits and women in handmade hemp outfits. They were enjoying together stage after stage of music. They were enjoying together tent after tent of foreign cuisine. They were enjoying together tent after tent of hand crafted goods and art. All walks of life were brought together on a hot Sunday afternoon.

But after attending church after church after church—for months a new one every Sunday—I find either a virtually all white congregation or a virtually all black congregation. I’ve seen rich white people grouped together and I’ve seen rich black people grouped together. I’ve seen youth separated from their elders. One race separated from another will not understand its ways and preferences and therefore will fear it. One age separated from another will learn nothing and is doomed to repeat the same failures generation after generation. A body divided cannot stand.

I am looking for a church that mirrors heaven. A place where every tribe, tongue, race, socio-economic status, age and sexual-orientation feels welcome.

Today I found a picture of Heaven—but it wasn’t in a building with an oversized cross hanging from it—it was outside in a secular street festival.


Monday, May 19, 2008

A testimony a quarter-century in the making.

I’m not who I was at 25 and I certainly don’t think like I did when I was 22, for that matter.  A lot of valuable lessons can be learned in 26 years, and this year in particular has made a significant contribution to who I am. 

 

The people that have changed my life this year:

 

Eliot French Gomez- a godly man who I can always talk about where I am at; who actively listens and comes up with solutions to my problems on the spot.  He’s also good for a laugh from time to time.  A good, naked laugh.

Aja Mae Stewart- I can laugh with her and I am deeply connected to her.  I feel like she is such a kindred spirit and we know each other so intimately and yet we’ve never had to use words to get to this level of intimacy.

Colleen Grace Jenkins- I’ve never known someone so interesting, so classy, so fiery.  When I talk to her I feel like I am engaged in a passionate and violent tempest of a tango which diminishes into peaceful stargazing.

 

Kevin Wenger- My complete opposite and the one person that I have loved more relentlessly than anyone else.  He has been more influential, challenging and life changing to me in the last 9 months than anyone ever.  God is really using him powerfully.

Josh Miller- I’ll bet I love him more than anyone and its because he first loved me more compassionately and more honestly than I had experienced up until that point.

Dave Nearpass- There is no one more genuine that he.  There is no one more honest about his faith nor more joyful.  And he is generous with passing that joy onto others.

Zach Gibson- He taught me about being intentional and caring for others.  There are few as intentional as he and he is really interested in what’s going on in your life.

Ryan Darr- He made me realize that those with the strongest faith ask the most questions and are satisfied without answers.  He changed the way I think about everything and I have always been impressed by his authenticity.

 

Josh Cauhorn

Patrick Harding

Joel Wentz

- These three are “carefree” and their laughter is infectious.  Their passion for action-oriented faith is even more so.

 

Allie Meriwether- Although she’d deny it she is the perfect woman of God.   Sweet and compassionate, fun and a creative thinker.  She is one of the most balanced people I know.

Susan Bensen- I imagine that from an outside perspective people would think that Susan and I just have this shallow, awkward-humoresque relationship.  The reality is that I love this girl.  She is raw and she is real.  I respect her because she is passionate about her convictions.

 

Pete Roeth

Katie Miller

- These two are so loyal and so encouraging.  I am encouraged by how intimately and strongly they interact with the Lord and they bless me with good conversations about how he is moving in their lives.

 

Lisa Downs- She is gentleness and vulnerability and she is a strong leader.  Her sweetness has always made me feel cared for.

Jesse Stanford- Some of the best conversations I’ve ever had have been with this girl.  Her critical thinking blows me away and she always has really solid ideas to the thoughts that I present.

 

The people I need to reconcile with:

 

Amy Cornoyer- She used to pray constantly for me to rise up as a man of God.  And when I did, I think it drove us apart.  Now there is the continual awkwardness and bitterness than I think are inappropriate in a Christian relationship

Ryan Darr- This should have never happened and it may be one of my greatest regrets to date.

Debbie Ludwig- She was a socially conscious Christian and I rejected her ways because I had some self-centered, holier than thou, stuck up faith. 

 

Things that I care about:

 

Community- I have had the privilege of living with one of the six men that I refer to as my best friends.  He is also the one that thinks and acts the complete opposite of what I would think or do.  Thank God that He, in His wisdom, put a friend in my life that isn’t exactly like me.  I have really solidified my beliefs about things that have troubled me for a long time.  We also share food and meals and laundry detergent.  We leave post its with scripture on it for each other every morning and we pray for bed every night.  My roommate has forced me to be the most holy and consistent I’ve ever been in my walk because we are in an intimate community.  I don’t believe that anything I possess is truly mine anymore and this includes my thoughts and feelings.  The openness and vulnerability we share has begun the process of healing in my life and I have learned more about conflict resolution through verbal communication this year than ever before.  To me, it is no longer acceptable in God’s sight for Christians to harbor bitterness or anger or conflict with one another.  Reconciliation and living at peace with everyone is a must among Christ’s followers.

 

Theology of Enough- “Christians have no problem helping the poor, but question whether our ‘blessings’ are borne on the backs of the poor and things get messy.  The call to ‘make poverty history’ needs a partner: ‘make affluence history.’”  (Jesus for President)

 

I used to take pride that I would spend about 12 dollars on a pair of shoes from Walmart.  To me spending less on a product made me feel like I was doing my duty as a Christian not to spend an egregious amount of money on something as material as a shoe.  But then a few weeks ago it struck me: I was able to pay less for my shoe because I was robbing the person who made it of a fair wage.  I am wealthy only because I have taken what rightfully belongs to the person who made the product.  I thought about this as I drank a cup of coffee.  I should spend more on coffee because it gives the farmer who harvested the beans what they deserve.  I don’t deserve to have as much money as I have but the person who worked to put the coffee in my hand does.

 

What we Americans do not seem to understand is that we can only obtain the “American Dream” by exploiting the rest of the world’s population, realized only by driving them further below the poverty line.  As Christians living in this material country we need to acknowledge that because of our greed, we are taking advantage of real, living, common people.  This acknowledgment of our lifestyle should cause us to repent of how we have treated our global neighbors.

 

“God bless the whole world”- People who know me know that I am first a citizen of a Kingdom and I am uninterested in pledging my allegiance to anything that isn’t eternal.  It goes without saying, then, that I feel uncomfortable with the flag that has represented a nation of war, economic injustice and globally exclusive practices sitting at the altar of Christ’s house of worship.  I am on the other hand fine with the government determining and enforcing social policy, but not moral policy.  I just think that Christians should drop the God bless America, this nation that doesn’t follow (or at least contorts to its own end) the red letter words of Christ and shout from the mountaintops “GOD BLESS THE WHOLE WORLD!”  Because God loves everyone and again, we should want him to bless our global neighbors.  

 

Racial Reconciliation in the church- I live in an area where there are 60% black people and 40% white.  They work together in this beautiful harmony with little to no tension.  There are little misunderstandings from time to time, but no apparent prejudice.  However, I have struggled to find a church that is authentic to the way Heaven will look.  On Sunday, white people go to their white middle class churches; black people go to their black churches and Hispanics to their Hispanic churches.  I know that people disagree with me on this point, but I think that this is inherently racist on all sides.  It is completely disingenuous to God’s vision that all nations, tribes and tongues should worship together.  I don’t think we should wait for Heaven for this to happen but instead I think that we should be living Heaven out now, learning from each other’s styles and preferences and letting outsiders see true unity among believers.  Not division according to race and economic status.  Its no wonder that we have misunderstandings and tensions with other races when we take little time to understand what we have in common: white men have black sisters in Christ and black women have Hispanic brothers in Christ who have Asian sisters in Christ and so on.

 

Peace-  I know this is controversial but I am so interested in discussing peace.  Nations go to war and I understand why.  I cannot fathom, however, following Christ and taking lives.  In my naiveté  I can’t understand misunderstanding or misinterpreting verses about hammering our swords into plowshares or loving our enemies or Peter protecting Jesus from being murdered and ultimately being rebuked for his violent actions.  “It is tempting to think that there is a greater love than laying down our life for others, and that perhaps taking the life of someone to protect another person is the embodiment of that heroic love.”  But Jesus put the ear back on the soldier and was led like a lamb to his own execution. 

 


Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Theology of a child...

When asked to draw her heroes, one of my students presented this work of art (which is better than the Sistine Chapel in my opinion).  It made me view God in a new way that I had never really thought of before.

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Sunday, March 16, 2008

A Suggestion of Classes that Private Christian Colleges Should Offer to Help Their Alumni Succeed in the “Real World” (or, things I am really struggling with right now):

 

Bar Practicum (1 Credit: January/May term course)

            How to have a conversation with non-Christians in a bar setting.  How to know your limits when drinking alcohol.  This course includes two weeks of preparing topics for dialogue with the non-believer which include, but are not limited to sports talk, job talk and talk about general interests.  This course is designed for Christians to get to know people in an unfamiliar and uncomfortable setting and to “be Christ” but not to push an evangelical message.  Field trips on both weekends of the course will include experimenting with alcohol at local establishments while under the supervision of the instructor.  Written reflections on both outings will be required.  There will be a course fee to cover the cost of liquor.

 

Topics on Witnessing: Being Christ in a Non-Religious Environment (Fall/Spring Semester)

            How should a person be a witness to their faith in a non-religious environment?  How should a person be sensitive to others without pushing an agenda?  Is the “just love” philosophy appropriate in these circumstances, or is it a futile message if Christ isn’t mentioned in the same conversation?  A Fine Arts credit is given for this class which involves role-play scenarios including “talking to co-workers in the work environment” and “hanging out with friends and co-workers in a social environment. 

 

Christian Myths Exposed: Non-Christians are Not Drunken, Whoring Barbarians (Fall Semester)

            What do you do when you are approached by a perfectly nice, kind Christ-like non-Christian?  This course seeks to expose the myth that non-Christians are somehow less kind, loving and grace-full than Christians.  We will seek to determine what makes a nice non-Christian tick if not a relationship with Jesus Christ.  A panel of non-Christians and Christians will be brought in and, through interviewing each person; a vote will be taken to determine who is redeemed by the blood of the Lamb and who is not.  This course is a prerequisite for “The Dating Game” in the second semester.

 

“The Dating Game”: Getting to Know the Opposite Sex outside of the Christian Bubble.  (Spring Semester)

            You’re attracted to someone of the opposite sex and yet you don’t know the first thing about them.  This course seeks to broaden and define the term “dating.”  Each student will go on one-on-one dates with a panel of attractive twenty-somethings to determine whether they are Christian or non-Christian.  If they are a non-Christian the student will need to determine the next steps in the relationship: do you stop spending one on one time with them?  Do you continue to go on information seeking dates with them?  What if more develops?  This is a discussion-oriented class with practical applications. 

 


Tuesday, March 04, 2008

For all those curious: here now, a glimpse into my life.

Today, after school I got an oil change.  While I waited I walked to the only place there was to go in the area: Walmart.  To my surprise, Ashlee Simpson was in the men's clothing department signing autographs.  So I took a picture.

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I'm actually not kidding about this. 



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