As far as Bigfoot hoaxes go, it was short-lived one. – from Bigfoot Hoax: “Body” Is Rubber Suit
I really wasn’t following this story too much. After all…Bigfoot??? I went to the news article and started following the links and discovered a world I never knew existed. Oh, I knew there have been Bigfoot sightings and all. My daughter did a report in the 5th grade on Bigfoot and I helped her find some of the material. I had no idea there was a culture surrounding Bigfoot.
For those who don’t know the story, there were a couple of guys who said they found a dead Bigfoot. Who are you going to call? SearchingForBigfoot.com. They ‘paid’ for the frozen body, had a press conference and then started thawing out the body. Steve Kull, a Sasquatch Detective (yes, that’s right. His website is at: http://www.squatchdetective.com ) took some hair to analyze, but when it was heated it up it “melted into a ball uncharacteristic of hair.” That made them suspicious, but when they got to the rubber foot…well…you get the picture.
From the main article I went to the SearchingForBigfoot.com website. It was the CEO of this organization (yes, I’m just as surprised as you that 1) there is such a group and 2) there is a CEO) that paid for the body (or rubber ape suit). I also discovered a detective of sorts that tries to verify or debunk any Bigfoot related findings. There’s a radio show, movie, an online live video show (www.webjam.com/squatchdtv ) and probably books too. Wow. I never knew there was so much energy surrounding this mythical creature.
Of course there is also TJ. He is the Director of Field Operations for SearchingForBigfoot.com. If you ever see a Bigfoot you can call or email him and he will check it out. I would love to hear what kinds of calls he gets!
I’m not sure what this story says about our culture, but I think it says something….
I’m discovering that it is possible to fail, yet succeed. Sometimes we try so hard to succeed at things that, in the end, just don’t matter that much. The danger is that we succeed in those things, yet fail at the things that really matter. I’m discovering that it is possible to lose, yet win. That in order to save yourself, you must lose yourself, abandon yourself to the Mystery that is God.
I’m grateful for these lessons. I pray they are lessons that last and make a difference in how I plan my day and what I make my focus. After all, there is a chance that in success, I discover failure. Lord, give me the grace and the eyes to see the difference.
I was reading Looking for Jesus by Adrian van Kaam and stumbled upon this wonderful passage:
Clearly, there is no greater thing we can do than to be faithful to the work of God in the most simple events of our daily life. we must do the common work of every day in an uncommon way-doing this work in loving union with Jesus. It may sometimes seem easier to do great things than to do small ones. The grandeur of an enterprise, the excitement of a splendid project, the interest of others carries us forward. Their admiration sustains us in such moments more than Jesus’ grace. We act, then, not because of him but because we feel successful, important, liked, needed. We become spellbound by praise, so much so that we no longer hear his voice in the depth of our hearts. Bewitched by the projects of people, we become estranged from the Father’s work. Spoiled by success, we may become alienated from him. – pg 102.
Wow. I believe he nailed it. I find it is easy to get off track of following God’s will because the pull of the ‘grand plan’ is so strong. Instead of being faithful to what God has called me to, I run off following my own dreams and visions. I’m not sure it is a problem just with me. How many of our plans are really of God?
Early in his ministry Jesus had to face these same temptations. Satan took him aside and started suggesting how he could make a grand statement by changing stone to bread, leaping off the temple, or even worshiping Satan himself! Perhaps Jesus knew that God calls us to be faithful, and at times that faithfulness is shown in the small matters and not necessarily in grand expressions.
Maybe it is time for me to put my dreams and my visions on hold and allow Jesus to live through me, even if that requires simple dreams and visions. As van Kaam writes, success can spoil our relationship with God and even alienate us from him.
I think the thing about the whole post-modern movement is the feeling that some are making it into some program. It seems like if there is anything that effects the church, we are able to turn it into a program and try to market it. For me, post-modernism is not a program, it is simply the way things are. For a while I was turning away from all the post modern books and such, but what I found is that I felt most comfortable when thinking about the issues post-modernism resources address. I am beginning to have some clarity about where I am in the mix of all this. I have stopped seeing life, and reality as some type of machine to be manipulated. Instead I see it more organically. This has huge implications for me as I serve a church. I’ve long ago tossed aside the programs that the Christian subculture keeps telling me I need to embrace to “save” my church, or have a “successful” church. Instead, I’m seeing this job as much more difficult than knowing the ‘right’ programs to implement. If this church was a machine, then having the right parts might be helpful. It ain’t no machine….I am finding more art to this gig than science. Although, perhaps science might be more art than science too.
As a pastor, one of the things I get to do is perform a funeral. At first, funerals really bothered me. However, now, I feel more comfortable. I am glad that I can serve in the capacity to help someone or a family through a time of grief. After all, death isn’t the end, but rather a transition.
Anyway, there are times when I am asked to do a funeral of someone I don’t know, or don’t know very well. Those are hard. After all, I want to leave the family with words of comfort and words of grace. I want to be able to lead a celebration of life. However, there are times, when the person really didn’t live a life of grace and peace. That saddens me. It saddens me that I can’t honestly share that the person was loved by all that knew him. It saddens me that someone didn’t live their life in a way that touched the lives of others.
One of the things that is sometimes said about sports figures is that they were able to make those playing with them better. I guess, that is the type of life I want to live. A life that allows those who know me and interact with me to be better people. I realize that I’m not there. However, some things are coming into better focus the older I get.
I no longer am driven to ‘succeed’ any longer. In fact, I’m not even sure what that is. The American Dream isn’t really a dream after all…for what good does it do to gain the whole world when you forfeit your soul?
At the end of my life, I want others to be able to celebrate a life well lived. I want others to say, “He made us better people.” Of course, the only way that I can do that is to continue to point people to the One who can really change lives.