Month: April 2010

  • The Disadvantaged White Protestant Straight Males

    John Paul Stevens, soon to retire Supreme Court Justice

    (Yes, the title of  this post is sensationalistic. But it got you to read it, right?)

    All of my life I’ve grown up with versions of this phrase, “Don’t judge someone by their color, race, ethnicity, gender, or religion– judge them by their character and abilities.

    I grew up in a college town, with the University of Notre Dame within my elementary, middle, and high school’s boundaries, we were as melting pot a community as you could get in Indiana. Lots of ethnicities, lots of religions, lots of races. Growing up with that sort of diversity makes you hungry for it. It’s one of the things I love most about San Diego, where we live now.

    Stuff like that just doesn’t matter.” That’s what we were taught. That was really our mantra growing up. And if I’m really honest– that’s what I believe in the core of my being. In fact, given the choice I still prefer to celebrate diversity. Kristen and I exhibit this by where we chose to live and the schools we chose to put our kids in and the church we chose to worship in.

    I want my kids to grow up believing in Dr. King’s dream.

    Perhaps that’s why I was so shocked to read this piece in Sunday’s New York Times:

    With just five exceptions, every member of the Supreme Court in the nation’s history has been a white male, like Justice John Paul Stevens.

    But Justice Stevens cuts a lone figure on the current court in one demographic category: He is the only Protestant.

    His retirement, which was announced on Friday, makes possible something that would have been unimaginable a generation or two ago — a court without a single member of the nation’s majority religion.

    — [moving to the end of the article] —

    For his part, Professor Stone said there were ways a justice’s religious affiliation could have an impact on the court. President Obama, for instance, could nominate an evangelical Christian.

    Mark Tushnet, a law professor at Harvard, had another suggestion.

    President Obama, he said, could use Justice Stevens’s retirement as an opportunity both to honor tradition and to break new ground.

    “The smartest political move,” he said, “would be to nominate an openly gay, Protestant guy.” read the full article

    So, if I read that right the Supreme Court nomination is open to anyone who isn’t… a white protestant straight male.

    I’m not calling it discrimination. But I find it odd. I’m all in favor of choosing people for the Supreme Court for political reasons. That’s certainly a tradition and one of the major privileges of being elected President. And I understand that as our nation has fought to make diversity a value, we had to intentionally place individuals in places of power and decision to communicate that value. All things equal, for more than a generation, we’ve chosen to elevate someone of another race, gender, religion, or whatever.

    This has helped significantly communicate, “It doesn’t matter where you’ve come from you can get anywhere in our culture.

    But I wonder at what point does the discussion get back to purely, “Who is the most qualified?” and “Who would keep the courts balanced to represent a variety of worldviews?

    In other words– I’d like to think we’ve arrived at a place in our nations history where it truly doesn’t matter the color of your skin, what nation your parents came from, where or if you worship, what your gender or sexual preference is, or even where your degree comes from.

    Have we reached a place where white, protestant, straight, males are not put on the sidelines because of their race, gender, and sexual preference?

    Apparently not.

  • Watching our garden grow

    January 10th, 2010
    March 5th, 2010
    March 29th, 2010
    April 10th, 2010

    You don’t notice the growth day-by-day. But when you look at it like this, it’s plain to see!

  • 3 Upcoming Things I’m Excited About

    I’ve got 3 big things on the horizon which are capturing a ton of my attention. Both the details and the scope of them are great!
    1. In just a few weeks I’m embarking on a road trip up I-5, through California, Oregon, and Seattle. The goal is simple, connect with a bunch of West Coast youth workers, hear what’s going on in their ministries, and share what’s going on at YS these days. Since it’s a youth ministry trip, it’s a low budget deal. Shawn Michael Shoup (my travel buddy) and I will be either crashing at churches, youth workers homes, or sleeping under the stars.
    2. In June, Kristen and I are hosting a 13th anniversary party. It’ll be a small barbeque with some close friends. We’re also going to do a snarky renewal-of-vows type of thing as part of it. More like a celebration of marriage than anything else. As we looked at venues for that we quickly discovered that it’d be better to just rent a beach house for a week, host the barbeque there one evening, and turn it into a staycation. So we think we’ve nailed down the beach house… but still need a contract. It’s kind of funny when you live somewhere that’s a vacation destination.
    3. In July, Kristen and I are hoping to head to Haiti for a week of ministry in Port-au-Prince. Lots and lots of details still to be determined on that. But I’m pretty sure it’s happening.

    With the difficulty of 2009 it’s fun to have exciting stuff planned for 2010.

  • Measuring Success in Social Media

    I laugh when I see the term, “social media expert. Let’s be honest. It’s an emerging field and the only thing that makes someone an expert is that they have labeled themselves as such and they read Mashable and Seth Godin.

    With that in mind, I’ll just point out that for the last two years I’ve gotten paid to handle social media. I don’t know if that makes me an expert in the field, but it does mean that I’m employed in the field. (And I read Mashable and Seth Godin just for good measure.)

    So, how do I measure success?

    False positives

    • Size of following. Having 25,000 followers on Twitter or 10,000 fans of your Facebook page doesn’t mean jack.
    • Contest excitement. I love hosting contests as much as the next guy, but hosting a big contest doesn’t mean jack.
    • Being active. Utilizing the tools of social media is important, but just showing up doesn’t mean jack.
    • Atta boys. [Or atta girls] When you first get started everyone in your organization will be excited, but that doesn’t mean jack.
    • Sales or lead generation. This may make the boss happy, but in most cases it doesn’t mean jack.

    True positives

    • Engagement. Are your followers, fans, subscribers listening to the stuff you send out in a measurable way? Do they click on links you recommend? Do they comment on stuff you post? Do they open the emails you send? Having a large following is only as valuable as your ability to engage those people. Otherwise, your just another message they are ignoring. I’d rather have 100 engaged Twitter followers than 25,000 who ignore me. What to measure: comments, likes, open rates, click rates, number of clicks, mentions on fan/followers feeds.
    • Users who contribute. Is your effort a two-way conversation? Traditional marketing is about pushing a message. Social media is about pulling a response. It’s shocking to me how many organizations have large followings but only push. And they wonder why they think their social media efforts are a waste of money? They are! What to measure: Submissions, Facebook messages, Twitter direct messages, unsolicited or solicited ideas.
    • Repeaters. This post is the perfect example. When I press publish on this blog post, my own network will draw a couple hundred visitors. But this post will be read several thousand times in just 7 days. How did that happen? Repeaters. What to measure: Facebook shares, Twitter retweets, add-to-this analytics, trackbacks, blog posts about your content/product/service.
  • They Can’t All be Winners

    Photo by canonsnapper via Flickr (Creative Commons)

    Golf has taught me a lot of life lessons.

    Probably most importantly is this one: Since you’ll never be perfect, success or failure is defined by how you respond in less-than-ideal circumstances.

    I’ve always been a recovery golfer. Even when I was playing my best golf– my playing partners always complimented me more on my ability to make a recovery shot than my ability to hit the ball a long way off the tee into the fairway or sink a 5 foot putt for par. As we drove home or hung out at the clubhouse it’s always the recovery shot stories that get told. “Adam hit his  tee shot into the next fairway, than pulled out an 8 iron and hit a sky ball over the tree line and into the middle of the green.

    When I played on a golf league these stories annoyed me a little. I’d play 6-7 boring holes, playing from the middle of the fairway, hitting to the pin side of the green, and score a long series of pars. But these weren’t remarkable. I heard other golfers tell me I was a bad playing partner. “All he does is make pars.” What made the other men talk were my stories of recovery. Ending up behind a tree. Or missing the green badly with an approach shot. Scrambling for a decent score when most guys would go double bogey or worse is worth talking about. But being “good” isn’t.

    You should have seen when Adam hit it in the water on the par 5 and only made a bogey.

    He snaked his second shot from under some trees than over the pond and onto to the green.

    Never mind the fact that being in those positions qualified as horrible golf!

    I think this is why Christian make such horrible story tellers.

    We’re boring. While our struggle is the most interesting thing about us it is the thing we hide the most. We like to emphasize the boring parts of our story. Worse yet, we like to pretend like we don’t ever miss life’s green.

    We like to pretend like we magically stopped sinning when we became believers.

    Like it or not, Americans are intrigued by stories of imperfect winners.

    I guess that means that in order to be interesting we have to be more open about who we really are?

  • Picky, Picky

    Photo by tostadophoto.com via Flickr (creative commons)

    Apparently contentment is not a Christian virtue anymore.

    If you hang out with Christians for any length of time, you’d think pickiness is a requirement of the faith.

    • “I really wasn’t into the message on Sunday. I mean, 95% of it was cool… but he said something about fathers I didn’t agree with. So I tuned him out.”
    • “We haven’t found the right church, we’ve been looking around, and nothing quite fits us.”
    • “I’m definitely not called to singleness, but I just haven’t found the right guy.”
    • “I used to be into the NIV, but I had to switch because I just don’t like the gender exclusive language.”
    • “I would help with the kids ministry, but [sipping a latte from Starbucks] my Sunday mornings are just too busy already.”
    • “I could never go to a church if the staff is a bunch of white males.”
    • “My church serves little snacks-n-stuff after the service. Which is cool, but I can’t believe they serve cheap pastries and coffee that isn’t fair trade. I mean, that’s gross on a lot of levels.”

    Need I go on?

    We live in communities that are reached by fewer than 10% of the population and yet we worry about this crap? Seriously? It’s like your house being on fire and being more worried about saving your wedding photos than your children.

    Shame on us. Shame on us for caring more about the desires of the 10% who come than the 90% who don’t. Shame on us for being so bored that we care about the things that don’t matter instead of simply obeying what Scripture teaches. Shame on us for making grey areas, black and white areas. Shame on us for blaming our inability to fulfill the Great Commission on issues.

    “Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth” — Jesus

  • Our first earthquake

    We were just finishing up a glorious Easter supper when we all said, “Do you feel that?

    I looked to my right to see the chandelier rocking back and forth. It was about that time when Kristen and I both realized we were having an earthquake.

    It wasn’t violent. Our house swayed back and forth. It literally felt like we were on a ship, rocking back and forth in the waves. And it lasted a while.

    This was our first real earthquake experience since living in San Diego. For our kids, it was the first one they felt.

    Paul– having finished supper and roaming the house in boredom, rode out the earthquake laying on our bed. He thought it was a blast. Megan, slightly more logical, grabbed her stuffed bunny and went outside. Paul giggled and Megan was freaked out.

    Twitter lit on fire. Within 2 minutes of the quake, 35,000 tweets were posted with people saying they had felt it. People up in the Los Angeles area, people in Palm Springs, people in rural California and Arizona, and people as far away as Phoenix felt it. (5 hour drive)

    Scientists later confirmed that the quake was centered south of Mexicali, about 100 miles from our house, and measured 7.2.

    No damage at our house. Within about 10 minutes we went back to Easter as usual.

    Aftershock city! Just like when you get off of a long boat ride, it felt like the earth kept moving. Some were real aftershocks and some were our imagination.

    Our friends south of the border faired much worse, I’m afraid. CNN is reporting that 2 people were killed and lots more were injured. Additionally, tons of homes were seriously damaged.

    It was an Easter to remember. And an Easter to be thankful for building codes.

  • Megan won the prize!



    Megan won the prize!, originally uploaded by mclanea.

    The first kid to get 10 eggs this morning won the $1 bonus. It was close, but Megan won. As you can see, she was surprised.

  • Dolly, Elvis, Johnny on Easter Morning

    Thank you Ms. Dolly.

    Mr. Presley, you may be the king of rock-n-roll, but you ain’t the King. Thanks for that.

    Thank you Mr. Cash. You really brought it home.

    HT to John for the Dolly Parton link.