{"id":3983,"date":"2010-07-05T09:53:43","date_gmt":"2010-07-05T14:53:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ocularfusion.net\/?p=3983"},"modified":"2022-01-02T07:35:32","modified_gmt":"2022-01-02T12:35:32","slug":"the-all-important-first-touch-part-ii","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ocularfusion.net\/?p=3983","title":{"rendered":"The All-Important First Touch, Part II"},"content":{"rendered":"

The following is a talk I gave at the Health Talents International Breakfast, Lipscomb University, Nashville, TN on 7\/2\/10.<\/em><\/p>\n

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Thank you for your introduction, Marie.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m a little of a Johnny-come-lately when it comes to direct involvement with Health Talents International, but it\u2019s certainly been on my radar for many years. We came to know Marie and Carl Agee through Cahaba Valley Church of Christ during my student days at the UAB School of Optometry in the late 80s. We were a mac & cheese, beans & weenies poor student family back then, especially after Sandy retired from being a full time CPA to take care of our newborn son. So Marie took pity on us and asked her to do a \u201clittle accounting\u201d for HTI. A \u201clittle\u201d turned into a \u201clot\u201d\u2014about 16 years worth. Marie has a way of getting the most out of people.<\/p>\n

Marie also asked me many times to consider going to Guatemala on an eye care trip, and I kept putting her off. \u00a0I felt I had my own mission in Huntsville, which was certainly true, but I finally realized that it is possible to juggle two things at once, and the time came in my life and in my professional career to \u201cshake things up\u201d a bit, so I finally said yes. Remember that woman in the parable who kept knocking on the judge\u2019s door demanding justice? Marie is that woman. Those of you who know Marie know that she is nothing if not persistent. Thanks for being my friend, Marie, and for not giving up on me.<\/p>\n

You may have noticed there\u2019s a little soccer tournament going on over in South Africa. In fact, later this morning, I\u2019ll be searching for a tall cup of coffee and a big screen TV so that I can pull for the Netherlands, aka “Oranje,” aka \u201cThe Flying Dutchmen\u201d as they take on Brazil. When you\u2019re a fan of the US National Team, it\u2019s very prudent to have a Plan B.<\/p>\n

Oh no, some of you are thinking, he\u2019s one of those soccer people<\/em>. He’s probably going to pull out one of those little plastic horns and start torturing us with it! Relax, don’t worry, Marie made me leave my vuvuzuela in the car. But yes, I am a soccer person. If you go to my Facebook page you\u2019ll see a profile picture of me dressed in my red, white and blue Nike National Team jersey, blue Nike soccer shorts, Nike shoes, an American flag bandanna on my head, holding the Stars and Stripes in my right hand, my right foot atop a soccer ball, flashing my best \u201cDon\u2019t Tread on Me\u201d scowl. Not that it did that much good against Ghana.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t grow up playing, but when my sons started back in the 90s, I caught football fever–real football–and fell in love with what we aficionados call, “The Beautiful Game.”<\/p>\n

Wait a minute, hold the phone, don\u2019t you mean “The Boring Game?” Don\u2019t you mean that game where they kick the ball around for 90 minutes, sometimes more, often with little or no scoring and everybody gets all excited and acts like the they won the Super Bowl or something when there\u2019s a tie (or in soccer parlance, a draw)?<\/p>\n

Don\u2019t you mean “The Wimpy Game?” That game where a histrionic player flops on the field (it\u2019s actually called the pitch) at the slightest contact, the one where the trainers rush on, carry the writhing player off to the sideline on a stretcher where they proceed to spritz his boo-boo with magic water, and lo and behold, seconds later the player springs to his feet completely healed and ready to reenter the match? Don\u2019t you mean that game?<\/p>\n

I\u2019m not sure what\u2019s in that magic water, but I know one thing\u2014Oral Roberts was never that<\/em> good!<\/p>\n

I\u2019ll be the first to admit that soccer is an \u201cacquired taste.\u201d When Sandy called me at work back in 1993 and told me that she had signed up David our oldest son, then 4 years old, for fall soccer, I replied, \u201cYou did what?\u201d But I began to watch, then play and eventually coach. We spent years traveling to matches and tournaments with our 3 sons, and if you tried to remove the soccer thread from our family tapestry, I\u2019m afraid the entire piece of cloth would unravel.<\/p>\n

But if you\u2019re one of those people who watch all this hoopla from afar and think What\u2019s the big deal?<\/em>, let me give you the key to appreciating soccer: Pay attention to a player\u2019s first touch. The first touch is everything in soccer. When the ball comes to a player, does he gather it in, lightly and gently, bringing it under his mastery and control, or does the ball bounce off of him like it does a brick wall, rolling several feet away into the clutches of an opposing defender?<\/p>\n

After that first touch, is the player able to look up and scan the pitch with his eyes, seeking useful and productive things to do with the ball, meeting the pressing need of the moment, or is he discombobulated and panicky, trying desperately to bring the ball under his control amidst great defensive pressure?<\/p>\n

The first touch is everything in soccer. I spent years trying to learn it and teach it. It can be taught, but it\u2019s also a gift. Great players like David Villa and Lionel Messi were born with it and then spent many years refining it through practice and matches. The first touch is what separates champions from also-rans.<\/p>\n

The first touch is everything in Christianity as well. Let me share with you one of my biggest fears this morning, one that has occupied my mind a great deal over the past few years. I fear that Christianity in America has lost its first touch.<\/p>\n

I have often asked myself this question: Had I not born to Christian parents and brought up a believer, would I be a Christian today?<\/p>\n

I\u2019d like to think I would be, but really, I\u2019m not too sure. I\u2019d like to think that I would have been brought to the brink of faith by scripture and by fine, intellectual apologetic arguments by reasonable, smart Christians. I\u2019d like to think I would have ultimately been moved past the threshold of belief by the pure, unadulterated faith and love of people like Ralph and Harriette Shivers, whom many of you know, who taught my Sunday School classes when I was a boy, watched my back and mentored me after my father died shortly before I graduated from high school, and even today show me how to keep the faith through the many seasons of life, full of both heartache and joy.<\/p>\n

I\u2019d like to think that I would believe because of my exposure to people like that, but really I can\u2019t be sure. In fact, I\u2019m reasonably sure that if all<\/em><\/strong> I had access to was the veneer of Christianity that is on display in today\u2019s public square, that I might say, \u201cUh, thanks, but no thanks,\u201d turn my back, and walk away.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m afraid that we Christians in America today are, by and large, not<\/em><\/strong> known for our purposeful, loving, feathery first touch, but instead for our collective lead foot which is often brought sharply into the backside of those with whom we disagree and consider to be \u201cenemies\u201d of God. What other conclusion can honest seekers draw when their first impression of Christianity, that first touch, is one of favoritism over justice, judgment over mercy, and arrogance over humility?<\/p>\n

Praise be to God, then, that in 1973 a group of young Christians in Birmingham, Alabama\u00a0 decided to put first things first and turn to scripture to consider the questions: What did<\/em> Jesus do? What was his first touch like? What characterizes the coming of the Kingdom of God?<\/p>\n

They found their answer in Matthew 9:35: \u201cJesus went through all the towns and villages, teaching in their synagogues, preaching the good news of the kingdom and healing every disease and sickness.\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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Those early HTI\u00a0 pioneers learned some very important lessons about the Kingdom of God: that it was not only about the \u201cby and by\u201d but also the \u201chere and now\u201d; that the Gospel was intimately connected to and concerned with the physical state of people, that this material stuff, these bodies that God had created and called \u201cGood!\u201d were to be cared for, tended to, and if possible, healed, and that this was a vital part of God\u2019s regenerative purposes in the breaking out of His Kingdom on this earth; that when it was came to \u201cteaching the Gospel\u201d versus \u201cmeeting physical needs\u201d that it was not merely a matter of \u201ceither\/or\u201d but instead \u201cboth\/and.\u201d<\/p>\n

Since 1973, evangelical fads have come and gone. The latest and greatest \u201cPROGRAMS GUARANTEED TO SPREAD THE GOSPEL FARTHER AND FILL YOUR PEWS FASTER AND FULLER THAN THEY’VE EVER BEEN BEFORE!!\u201d have been trotted out, flashed briefly in the pan, and been washed away by the test of time.<\/p>\n

But HTI is still there, quietly and effectively ministering, healing the people and furthering the Kingdom through its imbedded presence in Guatemala, a sustained effort made possible by dedicated leadership, superb full-time staff both stateside and in-country, and the countless volunteers who have helped staff Clinica Ezell and outlying clinics over the years.<\/p>\n

But HTI\u2019s effects are not limited to Central America; healing can take place anywhere and in a variety of ways.<\/p>\n

I mentioned earlier that I came to a place in my life where I felt the need to \u201cshake things up.\u201d Two things brought me to that point. The first was professional \u201cburnout.\u201d If you had told me that I might eventually flame out 20 years ago during my residency, back when I had the energy to see 50-60 patients a day without missing a beat and then come back begging for more, I would have laughed and not believed you. Yet, there comes a time, when no matter how much good you might be accomplishing, the routine can become stale and flat.<\/p>\n

I had heard tell of people in such predicaments going to places where the problems encountered were even more challenging and the work even harder, yet coming back renewed and refreshed. That seemed counterintuitive to me. Wouldn\u2019t it be better to just get away from it all and spend a week on the beach? Nothing wrong with that after all, none of us get enough rest, Sabbath or otherwise, anyway.<\/p>\n

But I can tell you after my week in Guatemala last March that \u201crejuvenation through sweat\u201d is exactly what happened. I came back from that trip rested, relaxed, and better able to deal with the problems at work, which by now seemed much, much smaller. My vision was more focused and clear, my perspective enlarged. I can\u2019t explain to you how that happens. I guess we\u2019ll just have to chalk that one up to one of those paradoxical mysteries of the Kingdom, to the old truth that in order to \u201cgain your life you must first lose it.\u201d<\/p>\n

The second thing that brought me to the point where I finally told Marie \u201cYes\u201d was the death of my mother in April of last year. I was there when she took her last breath, holding her head in my hands. You don\u2019t enter the Valley of the Shadow and come out again and remain the same person you were before. The Reaper\u2019s sickle comes so close to you that you feel its wind against your skin. It nicks you, and you bleed.<\/p>\n

In the months that followed as I moved through my grief, I was impressed more than usual with the great truth, one echoed by Jesus, that time is limited, that there are only so many hours of daylight to work before night comes.<\/p>\n

The same thing often happens in soccer in those milliseconds after a striker\u2019s first touch. A sliver of time and space may suddenly appear, and he must release his shot quickly before the opportunity is snuffed out by a gang of eager and effective defenders. I reared back and took a shot of my own, and for once in my life at least, found the back of the net.<\/p>\n

So the would-be healer was himself healed. \u00a0Funny how that works. I looked into the faces of those wonderful patients at Clinica Ezell, like Nicole and Marta whose story I shared on my blog and in the last HTI newsletter, and their faith burned so brightly that I practically had to shield my eyes to keep from going blind myself.<\/p>\n

I realized that despite the often ugly public face of American Christianity, there are many here in this country and in other distant places who are practicing the \u201cfirst touch\u201d of Christ and that all is not lost. Like Elijah, I am reminded there are thousands\u2014and more\u2014who have not bowed their knees to the modern day Baals that surround us.<\/p>\n

However, as I reminded the Lipscomb students who traveled and worked with us last March, it\u2019s not enough to merely discern the Imago Dei<\/em> in the faces of the people of Guatemala, on those mission mountaintops with their lush, exotic settings, where colors are brighter, conversations more crackling and the Spirit of God hovers so heavily that you feel like you could reach out and brush it away with your hands.<\/p>\n

We must also bring that same gentle, healing \u201cfirst touch\u201d back to our own workaday, mundane lives; into our families, communities, workplaces, classrooms and houses of worship, into our land of cornucopia where people are surrounded by more than they can possibly ever consume but are nevertheless starved for some truly Good News.<\/p>\n

That strikes me as a lesson that none of us will ever completely master in this life. Like all lessons learned, it will take much repetition. It took Jesus two touches before the blind man in Mark 8 saw men, not as trees walking around, but as real human beings, created in the image of God. And in my case, it may take another trip or two down south until I finally start to get it right.<\/p>\n

Thanks to you all for your support of HTI, a \u201cfirst touch\u201d ministry of the highest and most sublime order. And thank you for listening to me prattle on about soccer\u2014and other things. Now that we have this out of the way, let\u2019s get out there and cheer on the Netherlands against Brazil. Go Oranje!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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