Eugene Cho

holy crap

mondays are my days off.  a chance to rest, sabbath, and enjoy family.

i begin my workweek on tuesdays.  i feel so privileged to work alongside incredible people.  i feel like a glutton because how many people can say they are working in their ‘dream job’? however, this past tuesday proved to be a pretty crappy start to the week.

after arriving at the church (which simultaneously functions as a non-profit cafe), i went to the restroom to take care of some personal business only to find a crapload of poop. 

yes…poop.  dung.  doo-doo. poo-poo.  feces.  #2. brownies. 

it was pretty nasty.  it was smeared on the toilet seat along with couple artistic strokes on the wall and floor.  suddenly, i didn’t want to poop.  let’s be honest. if i was anywhere else, i would have just walked out.  but this is our church.  this is our space, our cafe, our sanctuary, our 2nd home, etc.  so for the next 20 minutes or so, i began my week by cleaning crap.  yummy.  i really wished one of the other male staff was present so i could have abused my authority to force them to clean the mess but george was in georgia and david was on a flight back from thailand.  darn!

long story short, one of the homeless men that we’ve given grace to enjoy our space abused that privilege.  in the past couple years, we’ve developed a love/hate relationship with the homeless community.  that in itself would be a very long post and a half.  we love them.  honestly do.  we care for them and their well being but honestly, everything time i or one of the other staff have to clean crap (literally or metaphorically), it is so very tempting to say, ‘i’ve had enough of the crap,’ and close the doors, raise the walls, build the moat, and call ADT.  now, i want you to know, i’m not just referring to the homeless community. i’m referring to just situations or circumstances that make ministry complex or uncomfortable.

this really serves as a broken example of our church’s attempt to be missional.  to be the church and not simply do church.  but i will say this:  sometimes, it is really really really hard.  but being missional means to attempt to be a presence, love your neighbors, honor the poor and oppressed, beautify and elevate the ethos of the culture and community around you, and ultimately, live out your faith – crap and all.

so, it’s been a bit of a crappy week.  but through it all and through our very broken lives and attempt to ‘be  the church’, i pray and long for the Living God to redeem our crap.

holy crap.

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  1. poop whisperer says:

    hey… dave and i cleaned up seven separate pieces of poop in the covered car port! one was still soft!!! >:T

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In our culture, we can be so obsessed with the "spectacular" or "glamorous." The Church often engagws in thia language and paradigm...but what if God has called many of us to small, ordinary things?

Will we still be faithful?
Will we still go about such things with great love and joy?

I recently came across this picture taken by @mattylew, one of our church staff...and I started tearing up: This is my mother; in her 70s; with realities of some disabilities that make it difficult for her to stand up and sit down...but here she is on her knees and prostate in prayer. She doesn't have any social media accounts, barely knows how to use her smartphone, doesn't have a platform, hasn't written a book, doesn't have any titles in our church, isn't listed as a leader or an expert or a consultant or a guru. But she simply seeks to do her best - by God's grace - to be faithful to God. She prays for hours every day inteceding for our family, our church, and the larger world.

Even if we're not noticed or celebrated or elevated...let's be faithful. Our greatest calling as followers of Christ is to be faithful. Not spectacular. Not glamorous. Not popular. Not relevant. And not even successful in the eyes of the world.

Be faithful. Amen. #notetoself (and maybe helpful for someone else)

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The death toll rises to over 400 and over 7,000 injured in multiple cities and hundreds of villages along the Western border with Iraq.

Lord, in your mercy... We are reminded again and again...that we are Resurrection People living in a Dark Friday world.

It's been a tough, emotional, and painful week - especially as we lament the horrible tragedy of the church shootings at Sutherland Springs. In the midst of this lament, I've been carried by the hope, beauty, and promise of our baptisms last Sunday and the raw and honest testimonies of God's mercy, love, and grace.

Indeed, God is not yet done. May we take heart for Christ has overcome the world. "Without genuine relationships with the poor, we rob them of their dignity and they become mere projects. And God did not intend for anyone to become our projects." Grateful this quote from my book, Overrated, is resonating with so many folks - individuals and  NGOs. / design by @preemptivelove .
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