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This idiot (me) won fan of the game at tonight's Jets game.
Jets win!!! Masks win!!!
I’m beyond excited to do more of this in 2015 and beyond.
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A Tragic Irony
The world is shrinking. It seems with every passing moment another new technology is designed in order to connect us to the outside world. Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Skype, Pinterest, Tumblr and countless other apps, websites and technologies have changed our lives and have drastically changed the way we interact with one another. These technologies offer us the ability to stay “connected,” to whomever or whatever we would like. Access to communities of people, from all around the world, are within our grasp at all times. We can alway remain connected. We never have to be alone. Amazing!!!
In fact, according to recent British surveys nearly 60% of people, ages 18 to 34, reported feeling lonely regularly… wait… “W. T. F ???” Hmmm…
Alas, it would appear that this is indeed the tragic irony. We are simultaneously more connected than ever, yet more detached than ever. How is this possible? As the world shrinks, as we spend more time “connected”, it appears we grow further apart. In fact, the correlation between the amount of time spent online and lack of emotional happiness would suggest these services offer us promise that they can’t keep. They offer us connection but the result is isolation.
But maybe I’ve got it all wrong. Yeah, maybe just maybe, it’s just a problem for our generation? After all, those 18 to 34 are the generation most experiencing drastic life changes. Yeah that’s it! And God knows finding a career gets harder and harder. Universities get more and more expensive. More and more people are going to university which means the competition is growing ever more fierce. Which, in turn, means that post-post-secondary education jobs become harder to find and… and… WHOA!!! I’m exhausted just thinking about it, and a little dizzy and I didn’t even get to finding the right career, and raising kids…Yikes! So that’s it, it has nothing to do with social media or the internet. Life between the ages of 18 and 34 clearly just sucks! But wait…
According to a recent AARP study, 33% of adults 40 and over have reported feeling chronically lonely, which is to say they’ve been lonely for quite some time. A study by Independent Age shows that severe loneliness affects the lives of some 700, 000 men and 1.1 million women over 50, in England alone. All of these numbers are more than twice what they were a decade before. Yowzers!!!
Not to mention, recent studies would suggest that our loneliness is actually killing us… “say what?” “KILLING US!!!” Social isolation, according to new studies, is said to be more harmful to your health than obesity. Social isolation impairs our immune function and boosts inflammation, which of course can lead to arthritis, diabetes , and heart disease. In fact, the elderly without adequate social situations are twice as likely to die. These numbers are comparable to chronic smokers. Social isolation is a growing epedemic, depression is on the rise, it’s affecting us all and worst of all it’s killing us!!!
So then that begs the question, what are we to do? How can we reverse this trend?
I could offer you a seven step program on how to “Disconnect to Reconnect,” but frankly that’s unrealistic in today’s day and age and, I can’t help but feel, it misses the point entirely. You see, the problem is not that we are connected, that’s great!!! The problem is how we are choosing to connect. The problem is the level in which we connect.
When pondering this topic I couldn’t help but remember this quote by the brilliant British thinker and author C. S. Lewis;
"To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable."
Let these words marinate in your mind for a second… they just may change your life!
I’m currently 26 and I truly believe my generation, and the ones to follow, need to understand exactly what Lewis is getting at. With the ability to connect to one another becoming more readily available we’ve seen a huge change in how relationships have formed.
In an early post, I explored the idea that we all are wearing masks. These masks are designed, by us, for our protection and our success but ultimately prevent us from having genuine relationship. A quote by Tim Kreider, both funny and deeply profound, comes to mind when reflecting on this;
“Each of us has a Soul Toupee. The Soul Toupee is that thing about ourselves we are most deeply embarrassed by and like to think we have cunningly concealed from the world, but which is, in fact, pitifully obvious to everybody who knows us.
Contemplating one’s own Soul Toupee is not an exercise for the fainthearted. Most of the time other people don’t even get why our Soul Toupee is any big deal or a cause of such evident deep shame to us but they can tell that it is because of our inept, transparent efforts to cover it up, which only call more attention to it and to our self-consciousness about it, and so they gently pretend not to notice it.
Meanwhile we’re standing there with our little rigid spongelike square of hair pasted on our heads thinking: Heh—got ’em all fooled! What’s so ironic and sad about this is that the very parts of ourselves that we’re most ashamed of and eager to conceal are not only obvious to everyone but are also, quite often, the parts of us they love best.”
This is where social media can play a nasty roll, it allows us to be the version of ourselves that we want to be rather than the version of ourselves that we truly are. If people love and idealized version of you, then who/ what they love is not really you. I 100% believe this behavior is enhanced by our use of social media. Our “creating our own brand,” has warped our perception of ourselves and this dilution has leaked into all areas of our lives effecting both friendships and romantic relationships alike.
Indeed, we live in the cross roads between the “hook-up age” and the “relationship in a box age.”
Those who embrace the “age of the hook-up,” are in search of connection without sacrifice, love without vulnerability. Often using an expression of love (sex) as a means to do it. This culture embraces a “fuck and chuck” attitude. Strictly physical connection with little or no emotional connection. Though some find enjoyment in this phase for a while, reality begins to set in and often times this search only perpetuates ones lonliness.
Those who seek on-line relationships, or “relationship in a box,” are almost the exact opposite. They express their feeling, thoughts, emotions and are often connected through deep conversation rather than physical iinteraction. Strictly emotional connection with little or no physical connection.
Both forms of interaction can have there upside but they both ultimately remain unfulfilling. The reason being is that they are both attempts, whether conscious or unconcious, to do away with the true, pure vulnerability of love. In doing so we miss true love, replacing it for a character of the true thing. Love without sacrifice, love without vulnerability, love with out pain or burden doesn’t exist. It’s a mirage. You can dream it, you can see it, you might even feel you can touch it, but when you awake to reality, you’re left alone, often time lonelier than before. This is because you awake to the harsh reality you’ve spent time, selfishly, pursuing what does not exist and it leaves you feeling more empty than ever.
Indeed, this is our problem. As the world shrinks, we are continually shrinking further and further into ourselves. Selfishly we have replaced genuine face to face interaction with distant, edited, scripted, affected relationship. It’s easier, far less messy, and we remain in control. The irony is that connecting in these ways has led us deeper into our lonliness, deeper into our brokeness.
THIS IS WHY WE NEED THE GOSPEL!!! In Christ, we find the purest form of love. God essentially turns himself into a gnat for the sole purpose of showing us love. But take notes people because true love isn’t fit for a Disney script. No way!!! In the purest expression of love the planet has ever seen… we see a Man broken! We see a King trade his crown for a cross! We see an ever-living relational God die so that we could return to perfect union with Him!!! That’s truly AMAZE-BALLS!!! This act of ultimate love, reiterates what C. S. Lewis was getting at… that true love is an expression of willing sacrifice. This sacrifice has changed the world and led John, Jesus’ most beloved disciple, to pen these words; “Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God, and whoever loves has been born of God and knows God. Anyone who does not love does not know God, because God is love. In this the love of God was made manifest among us, that God sent his only Son into the world, so that we might live through him. In this is love, not that we have loved God but that he loved us and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins. Beloved, if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. No one has ever seen God; if we love one another, God abides in us and his love is perfected in us. By this we know that we abide in him and he in us, because he has given us of his Spirit. And we have seen and testify that the Father has sent his Son to be the Savior of the world. Whoever confesses that Jesus is the Son of God, God abides in him, and he in God. So we have come to know and to believe the love that God has for us. God is love, and whoever abides in love abides in God, and God abides in him. By this is love perfected with us, so that we may have confidence for the day of judgment, because as he is so also are we in this world. There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear. For fear has to do with punishment, and whoever fears has not been perfected in love. We love because he first loved us. If anyone says, “I love God,” and hates his brother, he is a liar; for he who does not love his brother whom he has seen cannot love God whom he has not seen. And this commandment we have from him: whoever loves God must also love his brother.” 1 John 4:7-21 Whether you’re religious or irreligious love is an expression of God. The further we get from love, from vulnerability and sacrifice, the further we get from God. This separation is what’s killing us! It’s driving us apart! This is why no matter how connected we are… we still feel so alone.
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Friendship
This post is long overdue... I've been home for over a week now and its been a high paced time, getting together with friends and family, jamming and also trying to get over my jetleg. It's amazing how time flies. As far as my trip I will keep it very short... I'm forever ruined! Ruby's insightful words perfectly describe the way I feel upon my return. This wasn;t so much a surprise to me though. I had a feeling The Lord was taking me on a life changing journey, to the extent in which my life has been changed I may have under-estimated. The way in which this journey affected me was the biggest surprise and that's what I would like to talk about. When I jumped at this opportunity, I knew I was entering un-charted territory. I had never done anything remotely this uncomfortable, I had never left the behind both family and friends to walk into the un-known. When I left I was, in all honestly, quite nervous about the relationships I would make, or in this case not make. You see, throughout my life people have sort of put me in a box, one that's comfortable for them, but that I never really seem to fit in. I was worried that people would write me off and never get to see who I am and what I'm capable of. I was afraid of being lonley. I realize now how foolish my concerns were! The first week was a whirl-wind and was much more about service to others, helping the wonderful people of Samaritan's feet, and trying to stay awake, as it was about building relationships. This changed quickly! It wasn't long into Josh and my first night visit with, the truly amazing power couple, Costa and Olga that friendships were made. The depth and the breadth of this friendship is what I truly could not have imagined in my wildest dreams! These two amazing people showed more grace to this tattooed weirdo than I've experienced in a life time. During my three month adventure there was not one second that I didn't feel welcome in there house. Whether it was running around Kyrgyzstan serving others and taking care of the odds and ends that come with running an NGO, nights spent around the kitchen drinking tea and pondering talking about God's amazing grace, late nights spent playing cards, or really late nights ridding the world of alien scum alongside my Gears of War partner Costa, it was filled with a wonderful airiness. You see, we didn't have to work on it, we didn't have to think about it, it just happen!There is know question that God's fingerprints were all over our relationship. That's why it's really hard for me to figure out if we are friends or more than that; family. I just laughed a little, perhaps that seems overly sentimental and rather cheesy, regardless of how it sounds it's true!!! Costa and Olga if you read this you, I suppose words fall short, but you mean the world to me and I'm so glad I met you! I suppose this was the wonderful surprise about my trip, the true depth and beauty of the relationships I made during my time in Kyrgyzstan. Whether it be teaching drums or leading jams, serving orphans, hanging out at Day Spring or the Jeremiah house, I came into contact with the most truly wonderful people. The relationships I made with them is what's truly changed my life! I can't express enough how much all the people who took me in and spent time with this odd Canadian boy has touched my heart! Thank you all for your kindness! I hope to see you again really soon! With Love, Matthew David Hallick
My most heartfelt and deepest condolences go out to Karly Troschuk and the rest of the Troschuk family! This family has been so wonderful to me, as well as countless others, over the last nearly 10 years! I cannot put into words how sad I feel for their loss of their wife, mother, confidant, and best friend. I ask that they would remain in your thoughts and prayers over this Holiday season!!! R.I.P Michelle. You will be missed but not forgotten.
Last show of 2014!
WINNIPEG, we are thrilled to announce our last show of 2014. DEC 28 / THE GOOD WILL / with our good friends in LATKA and THE PAST. Hope to see y’all there. It’s gonna be a fun one!
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Simul Justus Et Peccator
I suppose this might be a strange post, considering I haven't posted in a while, but this is a subject matter close to my heart. In reading this prayer I was brought to tears. The openness and honesty displayed in this heartfelt prayer, by the French priest Michael Quoist, is something so inspiring I had to post about it. ---------------------------------------------- The prayer: I have fallen, Lord, once more. I can't go on and I'll never succeed. I'm ashamed and I don't dare look at you. And yet I've struggled Lord, for I knew you were right near me bending over me, watching. But temptation blew in like a hurricane and, instead of looking at you, I turned my head away and stepped aside while you stood silent and sorrowful, like the squirmed fiancée who sees his loved one carried off by his rival. When the wind had died down as suddenly as it had arisen, when the lightening ceased after proudly streaking the darkness, all of a sudden I found myself alone, ashamed, disgusted with my sin in my hands. This sin that I selected, as a customer selects his purchase. This sin that I paid for but cannot return, for the store keeper is no longer there. This tasteless sin, this odious sin, this sin that now sickens me, which I once wanted, but I want no more. That I imagined, sought, played with, fondled for a long time, that I finally embraced by passing you. My arms outstretched, my eyes and heart irresistibly drawn, this sin that I've grasped and consumed with a gluttony. It's mine now, Lord, but it possesses me as a spider web holds captive the fly. It's mine and sticks to me. It flows in my veins and fills my heart. It has slipped in everywhere, as darkness slips into the forest at dusk and fills all the patches of light. Lord, I can't seem to get rid of it. I run from it like the master of an unwanted and mangy dog. But it catches up with me and rubs joyfully against my legs. Everyone must notice it. I'm so ashamed that I feel like crawling to avoid being seen. I'm ashamed of being seen by my friends, Lord. I'm ashamed of being seen by you, for you loved me and I forgot you. I forgot you because I was thinking only of myself, and one can't think of several persons at once; one must choose and I chose. And now, Lord, your voice, your look, and your love hurt me. They weigh me down more than my sin. Lord, please don't look at me like that, I'm naked and dirty, down and shattered with no strength left, and I dare not make any more promises. I can only stand bowed before you, Lord. The answer: Come on, son, look up. Isn't it mainly your vanity that has ruined it? If you loved me you would grieve, but you would trust. Do you think there's a limit to God's love? Do you think for a moment I have stopped loving you? But you still rely on yourself, son, you must rely on me. Ask my pardon and get up quickly. You see, it's not falling in the mud that is the worst, but staying on the ground. ---------------------------------------------- How many of us can relate to these words? But the question remains, how many of us would ever admit it? As C.S. Lewis wrote, "surely what a man [or woman] does when he is taken off his guard is the best evidence for what sort of man he is? Surely what pops out before the man has time to put on the disguise is the truth?" Whether religious or irreligious, we've spent most of our lives in disguise. We camouflage the true intentions of our hearts, we bury our darkness, hiding it down in the deepest recesses of our souls until we can convince ourselves, and others it's not there. We're like a kid who has been told to clean their room but instead of cleaning it, they stuff all there toys in the closet and kick their dirty clothes under the bed. All who enter the room see little signs of mess upon first glance. However, we all know the mess is truly there. How long until it is exposed, how long can we pretend the mess isn't there, and how long must we keep up the exhausting charade? You see, we have built our lives like this, and the exhausting task of keep friends, family, and partners away from the bed and the closet is hurting everyone involved. We remain prideful and delusional, acting as if we were not the messy ones. Acting as, if only the world could rid of the "mess-makers" we would all be better off. This is the type of prideful self-serving behavior that puts us at enmity with others, and ultimately with God. This pride is divisive. It has ruined countless numbers communities, families , relationships, countries, and churches. Our disguises our built on this type of pride, and we are able to justify our mess because there is always someone messier. Someone else's closet is much fuller and nothing gives us such a rush of identity. What joy we find in being "better than" others! The only problem is, we too have quite the mess on our hands and no matter how hard we try, it still remains. No amount of money, accolades, comparison to others, masterful disguises, or inventive hiding acts will rid of the mess. In moments of wrong doing, we tend to blame others, as if it were they who made the mess, all in hopes of keeping our disguise in tact. But what if the child's mother were to give a probing look? What would she find? If she were to stroll up to the closet and open the door would she not be greeted by an avalanche of toys and clothes and whatever countless other things were stuffed inside. The mess is exposed, the disguise is ruined, the veil lifted. Let us, take not that the mother did not created the mess but only exposed it with a sifting study of the room. This is what C.S. Lewis was getting at when he was talking about the true intentions of a person's heart, and this is why the honesty of Quoist's words are so striking. I've said it once and I will say it again "we are all broken people, living in a broken world, doing broken things with other broken people." Until, we can come to terms with this we will see every mess with honesty and clarity except our own. You see, the Gospel is the great equalizer. Jesus fought against our prideful nature and through his finished has his has relieved us of having to where a disguise or clean our mess. God only saves bad people because bad people are all that there is, "lest no man should boast;" (Ephsians 2). And what we find in God's answer to Quoist's prayer is, in a way he announces "the jig is up!" I know you're a mess now let us clean this mess together." Whether Christian or not I hope this revelation helps you in your life! I long for the day I can have a truly honest conversation with those that I love. No more disguises, no more pride, just love and grace; acceptance. I urge you to all examine the motives of your hearts, as I continue to do, a quit our divisive behaviors and come together to embrace one another at our lowest, darkest, messiest mile-markers on the road of life! Let us not waste our sin! Rather, let us own it! Let us testify of our struggles, who knows maybe it will change a life. Maybe just maybe, someone you know is struggling to keep the mess in the closet. Help them let theirs out, help them to clean it up, and maybe just maybe you'll find your mess is starting to be cleaned as well. If you're a sinner and you know it, your life should really show it, own it; it's paid for. CLAP YOUR HANDS!!! "It is finished!!!"
Love
"To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least the risk of tragedy, is damnation.” - C.S. Lewis
LAMb Chops!
The gracious people at LAMb did a little feature on me! Check it out! http://lambinternational.blogspot.com/2014/11/his-name-is-matthew-his-goal-is-to-serve.html?spref=fb
Sunday Funday with these amazing human beings!!!
"Mere Christianity" by C.S. Lewis
"Good and evil both increase at compound interest. That is why the little decisions you and I make every day are of such infinite importance. The smallest good act today is the capture of a strategic point from which, a few months later, you may be able to go on to victories you never dreamed of. An apparently trivial indulgence in lust or anger today is the loss of a ridge or railway line or bridgehead from which the enemy may launch an attack otherwise impossible.” -C.S. Lewis
Quick Update
I'm going to try and make this one short and sweet! It's already been two weeks since my return and I'm starting to get back to the routine that I had before I left. However, my sleep schedule is still a bit wacky but I'm slowly starting to get back to a normal sleep pattern. Upon my return, the kids at Day Spring and Jeremiah happened to have the week off, which was awesome! It was nice to spend some quality time with the kids. It also worked out perfectly because it just so happened that I had a ton of gifts for them which they then had time to enjoy. I'm still not sure who is having more fun, the kids with there new toys or me seeing them smile. Which leads me to the crux of this post... Thank you soooooooo much to all those who have donated! Whether it be ten cents, ten dollars, clothing, arts and crafts or even just taking time out of your lives to read this blog or send prayers and well wishes to all of us in Kyrgyzstan, it's truly touching. With Great Gratitude, Matthew David Hallick
Kids having fun with their new futuristic toy!!!
Fart fiend!!!