The Westminster Confession of Funk

Talking about theology, but keeping it funky

I am a husband and father and pastor of Trinity Covenant Church and teacher as St. Abraham’s Classical Christian Academy in Santa Cruz, CA.

I married my Indian Princess just before Y2K. I am an old fashioned Protestant Christian Humanist who lives where people vacation. I love music, love to surf, coach soccer for a hoard of minions, play the drums, and read actual flesh and blood books. I enjoy theology and literature and history and philosophy (if Sophie is serving beer) and Anglo-Saxon Poetry.

If I could have lunch with any three living people, I would have buffalo ribs with a butter, mushroom, cream sauce, Roxy Ray would be singing with Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings, and I’d be at table with Tom Wolfe, ?uestlove, and Adam Schlesinger (and Brad Bird, because it’s my fantasy, and no one can count in my fantasy).

If I could have dinner with any three dead people (and the TARDIS was there with its universal language translation circuit) I’d have slow smoked dry ribs with the author of Beowulf, Herodotus, Martin Bucer, and Polycarp (see the previous paragraph if you have questions about my ability to count). And Janis Joplin would be singing with Louis Armstrong and his All-Stars backed up by Parliament Funkadelic of course.

My carefully crafted internet persona is also much cooler than my actual person, but I can live with that.

Honey Bee Rescue

My kids and I were privileged to see a honey bee rescue just outside our house. A honey bee colony had built a hive in a city water main access near Aptos Creek. They had to be moved or exterminated. 

The beekeeper showed up and began setting up his supplies. He was going to attempt a rescue. With his grey-hair and grey-beard, he had retired early from a career in nursing so that he could care for bees in his home by the beach. He also surfed every day. He came to move their hive back to his beach bee farm where they would be safe breathing the salt air underneath his plum and apple trees. 

The bees were in constant motion. There was only one point of access to the underground lair - a small hole that fit two bees at a time. They were swarming in and out of the little door to their pipe-born hive. As the bee keeper lit a small fire in his smoker, he explained to my three oldest that, “Sometimes the bees will think that the people on a honey bee rescue are attacking them and confuse them for a bear.”

He opened up the cover to the water main and began sticking a small crowbar under each honey comb. He was prying them loose one by one and transferring them to a hive box where they would be safe. From the bee’s point of view, there was very little difference between this rescuer and a bear pillaging their hive for honey.

As the bee keeper pulled layer after layer of their home apart, tying it into the wooden stackable bee box, little yellow and black soldiers, wobbly from the keeper’s smoker, would land on the keepers exposed arms to try and fend him off. They didn’t understand. They could never understand. What looked like the destruction of their house was actually their salvation.

How often God has stepped into our lives and we have mistaken him for a bear. At the very moment that we thought we were being attacked, God was rescuing us. 

Paul tells us that everything that God does is for the sake of his people, and that his people are for the sake of the world. “For all things are for your sakes, that the abundant grace might, through the thanksgiving of many, abound to the glory of God” (2 Cor. 4:15). He says that the first way that we become a blessing to the world is by being thankful people who see that God is doing everything for the sake of his people. When we become people that see God working all things together for good for his people, grace overflows as thanksgiving and causes the world to glorify God. 

Because He is not a bear, though he tears our world apart, we can still “Give thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ” (Eph. 5:20). 

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