A Sample from Good Faith Hunting

Today I had lunch with a very good friend of mine, Michael Moore. We hadn’t seen each other for quite a while so we had a long conversation just catching up with what had been happening between thought excursions in which we “solved” the problems of the world. He wrote the forward to Good Faith Hunting which I’ve included in this blog post

 

It had already been a long day, but Henry wanted me to go with him to visit the midweek service of the predominantly Iraqi congregation meeting that evening near the center of downtown Amman, Jordan. So we hailed a cab outside the hotel and soon joined up with our Arabic-speaking brothers and sisters for what we naively imagined to be a one hour service or so. After a couple of hours, though, the singing began to wind down a bit and one of the pastors stood up to introduce “our American guests,” thereby proffering us the opportunity to hand over to them the gift we had brought over from the States—a brand new, state-of-the-art, video projector. Pulling it from the bag, we saw one of the worship leaders jump down from the makeshift stage in the corner of the room and start hugging us. Unable to respond to him in his native tongue, Henry and I just smiled and beamed and drank it all in.

Invited for tea and biscuits afterwards, we meekly protested that we were too tired to stay, but our hosts would have none of that. So, not only did we drink tea with our new friends for another hour or so, we also listened to their stories—some joyous, some routine, some comical, some heartbreaking. Most of the members of this predomi­nantly male congregation, you see, were recent Iraqi refugees forced to flee their families as multinational forces invaded their country. Many didn’t know if they were ever going to see their loved ones again, and they desperately wanted someone to pray with them about it. So Henry and I listened and prayed and drank tea with these members of the Body at this holy moment. It was an unforgettable experience.

Riding back to the hotel in the cab, I still remember the excitement in Henry’s voice as he helped us process what we’d just experienced. How often do two white boys born in the suburbs of the Virginia Tide­water region get to do what we’d just done?

The book you’re about to read is designed to help you process what you’re experiencing, particularly if you’re part of the growing nation of disciples which finds itself increasingly fed up with the “counterfeit community” and “club Christianity” now masquerading as the Body of Christ in North America.

So put the kettle on, put your legs up, and enjoy the ride back to the hotel . . .

Michael S. Moore
Director, Arizona Research Center for the Ancient Near East
Faculty Associate, Arizona State University, Fuller Theological Seminary
Author of The Balaam Traditions (1990), Faith Under Pressure (2003), and WealthWatch (2011)

 

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Celebrating and Mourning Richard Twiss

I never met Richard Twiss, co-founder of Wiconi International. I never heard him speak. I never read any of his writings. Yet he profoundly affected my understanding of following Christ.

A few years ago I needed to attend a cross-cultural experience as part of my George Fox coursework. Nothing of the conferences I investigated seemed to fit. Then I thought of Art Brokop, a friend of mine working with Diné/Navajo people in Farmington, NM. He suggested that I come up for the weekend, joining him in a sweat lodge to be held as part of a drug and alcohol rehabilitation program at a Farmington area Brethren in Christ (BIC) mission. Art was one of the counselors for the program.

The sweat lodge sounded cross-cultural to me, an suburban Anglo who had very limited interaction with Native people. I had no idea what to expect from such an experience.

There were approximately 12 of us in the sweat, 7 Diné program participants, the leader and 4 Anglos. It was led by Casey Church, the Wiconi International Southwest area representative, an elder in a branch of the Potawatomi tribe. He heads a group called “Soaring Eagle Ministry” (Albuquerque, NM) which is finding ways to contextualize the Gospel message while still retaining a person’s traditional First Nations identity.

Everything done was consistent with both First Nations and Christian beliefs and presented in a non-syncretistic manner. I had not thought about the wide cultural gulf between many Native practices and what we see in common Christian arenas. Casey and Art helped me see that following Christ did not lead to losing a person’s cultural identity.

That’s why I celebrate Richard Twiss’ Wiconi International ministry and mourn his loss. He had the vision to establish an organization that bridged the gap between many different cultures. He helped to show that western cultural practices were not the only “acceptable” way to follow Christ. I’m sure many people disagreed with him and thought he was mixing cultures that should remain separate. His organization and the people associated with it helped me see how Christ was already at work throughout all the nations. It’s like the Muslim “insider” groups and others who have realized that we have true diversity in culture but unity in following Christ.

Art Brokop said it best on his Facebook page after he learned Richard had passed. I think it’s original with Art but if not, thanks to whomever came up with it. His Facebook post simply started “Dancing with Creator.” May we all celebrate in our dance with God.