Monday Morning Confessional

I confess that I almost stepped on a rattlesnake last week while running on the Mill Creek Trail (above) – literally a stride and a half from stepping on it. I confess that I immediately screamed like a little girl & nearly wet my pants. I have decided to name him “freaks” because as my youngest would say, “Snakes give me the freaks.” I confess that I have also decided that if I see freaks again I will either: kill, skin, cook, and eat him while making a wallet out of his skin; or I will scream like a little girl with pigtails (again), and run away as fast as possible. I’m still deciding which…
I confess that when I had insomnia one night this week I watched one of the worst movies I’ve ever seen: The Code with Morgan Freeman and Antonio Banderas. It was on Netflix, so I don’t feel too bad, but that’s 90 minutes of my life I’ll never get back. The most vexing part is that I have no idea what “The Code” part of the movie is. Granted it was hard to stay interested, but still, wouldn’t some sort of code need to play a major role in the film, necessitating the title? I’m assuming it must have something to do w/the code between jewel thieves – like “unit, core, God, country,” in A Few Good Men? This movie could have used some of Aaron Sorkin’s writing.
I confess that I probably spend too much time blogging, but I’m really excited about Paperback Theology right now. Readership has been increasing every month since December, and April was the biggest ever, including PBT being featured on Scot McKnight’s blog Jesus Creed this weekend.
I confess that my attempts to observe the Sabbath failed this week. After I leave church on Sunday mornings, I typically try not to do any more work for the rest of the day; I don’t check emails, and leave my phone in a different room. Recently, I have not been able to discipline my mind to avoid thinking about work, worrying, making lists in my head… all of which plagued my Sabbath yesterday. Plus the Nascar race was Saturday and so my tape-delayed watching of the race was made unspectacular by the fact that I already knew the winner.
I confess that I will never understand why Christian organizations feel as though they can go back on financial obligations they make with other Christian organizations or persons. Is it because Christians are not supposed to sue each other? That Christians are not supposed to sue one another owes to the fact that Christians are meant to live in fidelity to the financial obligations we make to each other as a matter of religious conviction? Isn’t suing forbidden because we make good on our financial commitments without having to be compelled to do so by the secular courts? I confess that I am feeling really deceived today. I confess that the last time I felt like this was when I was making a living in CCM (see picture above…hehe).

I made my confession, now you make yours!

About Tim Suttle

Tim Suttle is a pastor, writer, and musician. He is the author of several books: Shrink: Faithful Ministry in a Church Growth Culture (Zondervan 2014), Public Jesus (The House Studio, 2012), and An Evangelical Social Gospel? (Cascade Books, 2011). Tim's work has been featured at The Huffington Post, The Washington Post, Sojourners, and other magazines and journals. Tim is also the founder and front-man of the popular Christian band Satellite Soul, with whom he toured for nearly a decade. He has planted three successful churches over the past 13 years and is the Senior Pastor of Redemption Church in Olathe, Kan. Tim's blog, Paperback Theology, is hosted at Patheos.

  • http://www.blogger.com/profile/15362193473423255288 Libby

    Excited to run across your blog, Tim!

  • http://www.blogger.com/profile/03698978231695842070 Den

    Surely we can sue other Christians, so long as the cases are adjudicated before a panel of our fellow Christians. Right? Who's with me on this? Any Christian lawyers have an opinion on this? Anyone…?

    Anyway, I confess that I am oftentimes the same lustful person I was before Jesus busted down the door of my hovel and said there was a better way. Forgive me, Lord. I guess this is the part that we're told to work out as salvation in fear and trembling. Sigh…

    I confess that in a perverse way it's reassuring to read about the struggles my fellow Jesus-believers have in dealing with their own temptations. I don't feel so isolated, I certainly don't feel self-righteous, and I feel like there's hope for me if some I see as much further along in their journey have to deal with this crud on a daily basis. Thanks, friends, for your willingness to share.

    Finally, I confess that this spring has been a varied mass of experiences – warm days, followed by cool days. Hay fever is a constant problem, but the green all about is worth the congestion and the sniffles. Once again, the earth renews itself under the caring hands of the Master Gardener.

  • Anonymous

    Don't kill it. That species of rattlesnake is a legally protected species in both the states of Kansas and Missouri. Killing one brings a hefty fine and/or jail time.

  • http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812034104063157898 thegreenryno

    I confess that I'm bothered by "sick" people. I want them to get well and I know it isn't that easy. I confess that I build up too much thought on things like this w/o reaching out to better understand the situation. I confess that for most of my life I have lived w/ my foot in my mouth and that has left me tired and a bit angry at God- and lately everyone else. I also confess that, in spite of all of this, I haven't yet given up hope. I'm concerned the "sick" have done exactly that.

  • http://www.blogger.com/profile/16812034104063157898 thegreenryno

    I confess that I'm bothered by "sick" people. I want them to get better, but I know it isn't that easy. I confess that I spend too much time building up thoughts like this in my head w/o reaching out to better understand the situation. I confess that it seems my entire life I've lived w/ one foot in my mouth. I confess that this has left me a bit angry at God- and lately everyone else. Thankfully, I confess that, in spite of all this, I haven't yet given up hope. I'm concerned the "sick" have done just that.

  • http://www.blogger.com/profile/15877462804966135841 Christopher Heintzelman

    I confess that I almost missed this week's confessional. One of my sons asked me if I read it today, and I realized that I had somehow missed it. I have 48 minutes to finish this comment if I want to call it my Monday not quite-Morning Confessional.

    I confess that I am really struggling with the balance between the benefits and risks of technology with my sons. The internet makes school, communication, and all of life so much easier, and even richer, but it also opens the doors to so much that is destructive. The disruption of protection is so daunting, but the fruit of doing nothing might, though easier, do real damage. I confess that I'm not sure how to handle this.

    I confess that I'm writing this while being distracted by old re-runs of Friends. I confess that that was a great show. I confess that though the hair dues of the 80 were were awful, the 90 are starting to look pretty silly as well.

    I confess that some times the speed at which you can grow attached to people is frightening.

    I confess that I agree with you that too few Christians seem to value integrity in business commitments. I confess that there are several parts of the scripture that make complete sense, and have the potential to offer real change and redemption to the world, but only if both parties actually live according to kingdom principles. I confess that some of the passages that offer the most potential for redemption also offer the most potential for abuse. Turning the other cheek is the path to peace, but if the guy that strikes your right, really likes striking cheeks, offering the other cheek doesn't seem to serve the desired purpose.


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