Love is like playing the piano. First you play by the rules. Then, you must forget the rules and play by the heart.
— Learned from Matt Miller

Eulogy for Matt Miller

Matt was the sort of guy that needed three ministers in life. It was quite comical at times. I say this half jokingly but it’s true! All three of us and many more loved him. I have stories about Matt that stretch from child car locks to diesel fuel. It’s no secret that Matt was a free spirit of sorts and had his own ways about him. That’s what made Matt into the Matt we all know and the Matt that we are all missing today.

The last time I saw Matt was at my ordination service last year. I had no idea that my last time with Matt would be us celebrating my journey. It’s only fitting that I celebrate Matt’s journey under these unfortunate circumstances but first allow me to speak some truth. We don’t need to have an answer to explain this tragic loss of life and honestly that’s okay. If you’re left wondering why none of this makes any sense, I encourage you to stand at ease. It’s not supposed to make sense. You’ll never be able to understand something that is not supposed to make sense. This is easier said than done, but rest in this truth.

As I was combing through Matt’s writings, I ran across something he wrote that really stood out to me. Love is like playing the piano. First you play by the rules. Then, you must forget the rules and play by the heart. There are no better words to describe Matt and the way he lived his life. Matt didn’t always live by the rules like most of us, but I can firmly tell you he enjoyed life better than most of us and we can all learn from this truth.

I’ve chosen to celebrate Matt with some personal stories. When Matt was in High School, some of us decided to build a bonfire and roast hot dogs behind his house.  He asked how big he should make the fire and I told him as big as his parents would let him make it. Our life group was a regular set of pyromaniacs mind you, even the ministers. I don’t think Matt ever asked his parents though because none of us could actually get close enough to the fire to roast hot dogs! Matt thought a triple dousing of diesel fuel was necessary when I told him to make a big fire. When we called him out on the diesel fuel, he gave us the grin that only Matt could give. At the time, I thought it was a waste of twenty dollars in hot dogs, but today, I realize it was a lifelong memory in the making.

My favorite memory of Matt was when he put me in my place.  Before ministry, I was an infantryman in the Army and all of the guys knew not to mess with me, well accept for guess who, Matt. He challenged that rule one day by wrestling me to the ground and pinning me there.  I’m fairly sure I had to cry uncle before he let me up. I know he’s grinning bigger than ever as I admit this in front of his family and friends because I always told him I would never admit it. Matt was a go getter and when he would stretch the limits he would succeed. We may have reminded Matt of his diesel fuel incident from time to time but he made sure to remind me of this encounter during those “time to times” as well. This story reminds me of two verses that Matt memorized. Psalm 18:1 I love you, Lord. You are my strength. 1 Corinthians 8:9 But you must be careful so that your freedom doesn’t cause others with a weaker conscience to stumble.

The memory we all share together is Matt’s car. First he would correct us all and especially the TV reporters in recent days. One time, when Matt and I were riding around, he corrected me three times for telling him I liked his “Lime Green” car. I can hear Matt correcting me now, “It’s Samba, not Lime Green!” Of course, from time to time I would still call his car Lime Green to give him a hard time. He’d promptly remind me that he could take me to the ground.

In case you don’t know, Matt’s car was a Honda Del Sol. His Del Sol represented friendship. On more than one occasion, Matt would give a ride to a friend in need. His Del Sol represented conversation. On more than one occasion, Matt and I exchanged life conversations where we gave each other advice while cruising down the parkway. Matt’s Del Sol represented enjoying life. Many of you experienced just having a good time while riding around with Matt or sitting with him at the Parkette drive-in.

Many of you knew when a Samba Del Sol was in town it meant Matt was in town. Matt’s Del Sol represented ministry and his relationship with God. I’ve seen him bring people to church in that car. I’ve been with Matt window to window as he wrestled around with God sized issues. He sat in his car and I sat in mine and in all of conversations I never doubted that he loved Jesus in his own way. While Matt ultimately lost his life in this car, through Jesus he brought much life to others while riding in his car, more than any of us will ever know.

Philippians 1:21 tells us that living means living for Christ, and dying is even better. We patiently await the resurrection when God will take our weak mortal bodies and change them into glorious bodies like his own, using the same power with which he will bring everything under his control (Philippians 3:21). Hold fast to these memories and await the day that all of us who are in Christ Jesus will be reunited once again.

Today I remember my friend Matt Miller. We’re going to miss you friend. I’m going to miss all the crazy stuff we did together back in the day. 

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007. Am I a humble servant?

You’re nothing more than dirt that God in his infinite mercy and grace decided to breathe life into. Sounds harsh but I’m being serious. Now that’s a literal interpretation of Genesis but that aside where does the word humble come from?

The word humble happens to come from the same word that human does and that word is humus. Humus is the organic compound of dirt, or if your a soil activist, I’ll use the word soil as not to offend you.  If you can see the relations,  the word humble comes from the word dirt/dust. So why does any of this matter?

It’s humbling and it’s humiliating (another hum word) to know that we are nothing more than dust without God breathing into us. It illustrates our position to God and others.

A humble servant is someone who serves others from the posture of, “I’m nothing more than dirt unless God breathes life into me.” You really can’t lower yourself any further than dirt and if you choose to recognize your origins in the dust of this world it’s easy to understand God is in control and that you’re no better than anyone else.

Apply this to servanthood and you understand your place beneath God and alongside others.

For the LORD your God is God of gods and Lord of lords, the great God, mighty and awesome, who shows no partiality and accepts no bribes. He defends the cause of the fatherless and the widow, and loves the foreigner residing among you, giving them food and clothing. And you are to love those who are foreigners, for you yourselves were foreigners in Egypt.
— Deuteronomy 10:17-19

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006. Am I a hospitable person?

Strangers scare me. The idea of being hospitable to a stranger scares me even more. What if they decide to assault me or something? What if they decide to take advantage of my kindness? These fears are rooted in a lack of love because perfect love drives out all fear.

Hospitality is the act of offering warmth to someone. Hospitality is about meeting needs and offering kindness. Being cordial is not the same thing as being hospitable.  We often tie hospitality to our homes but it goes beyond that. Look at Matthew 10 for an example of hospitality.

Anyone who receives you receives me, and anyone who receives me receives the Father who sent me. If you receive a prophet as one who speaks for God, you will be given the same reward as a prophet. And if you receive righteous people because of their righteousness, you will be given a reward like theirs. And if you give even a cup of cold water to one of the least of my followers, you will surely be rewarded.

There are plenty of other examples of hospitality in scripture but imagine this: What if when we were interacting with others, it were like interacting with Jesus? What if when we bought someone a drink, or brought someone clothes, it was like bringing Jesus a drink or bringing Jesus clothes? What if when we are hospitable to people we’re actually being hospitable to Jesus?

Then the righteous will answer him, “Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?”

The King will reply, “Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.”

You see, when we are hospitable to others we are actually being hospitable to Jesus. 

Beautiful Things - Gungor

Rank is given you to enable you to better serve those above and below you. It is not given for you to practice your idiosyncrasies
— General Bruce C. Clarke, USA, Ret

005. Am I a good servant?

Have you ever become frustrated with the waiter who messed your order up? When we show up to restaurants we expect to be served. What if we flipped that mentality on it’s head. What if when we showed up to a restaurant we expected ourselves to serve the waiter/waitress instead? But that’s not how it’s supposed to be right?

Being a servant isn’t about position or title. It’s about how we position our hearts towards others. Anyone can get frustrated with a waiter who messes up a food order. What if we responded with service instead? What if we served the waiter with immediate forgiveness or immediate affirmation that it’s not a big issue instead of frustration? You’d be bordering what it means to be a good servant.

Christ didn’t come to be served but to serve (Matthew 20:28). But that’s not how it’s supposed to be right? How many of us lead lives like this?

Search me, know me, and test my heart. That’s a scary prayer but one that’s life changing.
— The Psalms

What it means to be a man

There’s a lot of buzz on the internet in Christian circles about what it means to be man. I’m not going to get into any specifics but let me say this first: It has nothing to do with machismo.  Machismo is the spanish word that means prominently exhibited or excessive masculinity. If you are flaunting your manhood you’re probably not a real man. Think of it in terms of advertising.

Have you ever seen an advertisement for an Aston Martin, a very expensive line of British cars? Probably not because the car sells itself. Have you ever seen an advertisement for a Toyota Corolla? Absolutely. Cheapened things in today’s economy need advertisement in order to sell. The Aston Martin sells itself because of it’s superior quality. An Aston Martin Vanquish at the base price of $180,000 will cost you everything. You’d have to give up everything to afford it.

To be a real man you will have to give up everything to get it. You can’t go for a cheapened Corolla, add some spoilers and ground effects and come out with a car superior to an Aston Martin. It’s what’s under the hood, what you can’t see, that counts. Real manhood beats machismo every time. So what does biblical manhood actually look like?

Let’s start with a reframing statement: Biblical manhood is a posture of the heart. It’s not something you put on display.

Biblical manhood is about a posture of gentleness. Jesus never tried to overpower people.  He always spoke truth from God but never forced it on anyone or attempted to make them feel bad. It’s the Holy Spirit’s job to convict, not a man’s.

Being a man means putting yourself last. In a society dominated with making it to the top, men often trample over other men and even women to make it to the top. Jesus consistently put himself last even though he is the God of the universe. Jesus chose to be trampled rather than trample. 

Married men, being a spiritual leader to your wife looks a lot like serving her. Jesus exemplified what leadership is by serving the disciples. Scripture says he emptied himself of being God and took on the nature of a servant. Even though Jesus was over the disciples, he showed them what true leadership was by serving them.

If you are going to be man in the way of Jesus, be a servant of your wife. I’m going to go out on a limb here (one I don’t believe is true) but if a wife is to be in the kitchen, go and help her cook. If it’s a wife’s role to keep a clean house, leave her with nothing to clean. That will create an unending reciprocal nature of service. It’s what Jesus modeled to the disciples.

Jesus never had to flaunt that he was the Leader. Jesus never had to flaunt that he was God. Jesus flaunted servanthood and stewardship. People knew Jesus was Christ by they way he lived his life.

Men, you don’t need to flaunt your manhood. Prove you’re a man by your ability to serve others, even your enemies, especially your wife, but not by the ability to display your machismo.

When I Became a Man - Phillip K. Allen

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