I pick things up, I put things down.
In powerlifting there are 3 lifts…squat, bench, and
deadlift. After years of lifting weight, I decided to enter a
powerlifting competition for the first time December 2010. I had been
doing those three lifts for 20 some years, and of them I loved the squat the
most! So much so, that my celebration of my 40th birthday was to squat
400 lb, 40 times. I spread the lifts throughout the day, and it took 7
sets, but I did it.
But this was 14 years later, and a real competition, with
others watching. For my first attempt, I went with 330 lb. Not a
heavy weight for me, but serious enough. Three red lights. I didn't
go deep enough. It felt deep, but it wasn't according to "real"
powerlifting standards.
I kept the same weight. Three red lights again.
Close, but as the saying goes, no cigar.
Third attempt, I kept the same weight. I hit depth,
and got so excited I racked the weight right away. Three red lights for
not following commands.
This was a full power meet, which means that you have to
complete all three events. At that point I could have been sent home, but
they let me continue the meet, so I would get some experience.
When I first started lifting, I had a couple of people help
me. Because of comments from one of them who was just shy of getting his
pro card in Bodybuilding, I know that my squats were proper depth in 1988 in
Schweinfurt, Germany The squat, a lift I loved to do, I had changed my
form, and was not doing correctly anymore. I had to work on what I had
done wrong, and get back to the right standard.
I was ordained as a Pastor in the American Lutheran Church
in 1983. This denomination merged with two others in 1988 to form the
Evangelical Lutheran Church in America. There were lots of discussions in
the forming of this new denomination about the authority of the Bible, and how
we should speak about that, as well as other important teachings and practices
of the church.
Over the years various things changed. The
"standards" of decision making slowly changed to be bureaucracy,
culture, and a theological understanding of God and man, different from our
roots, all of which centered on "my own conscience".
Lutheran roots can be found in one of the great confessions
of Martin Luther, " Unless I am
convinced by the testimony of the Scriptures or by clear reason, I am bound by
the Scriptures I have quoted and my conscience is captive to the Word of God. I
cannot and will not recant anything, since it is neither safe nor right to go
against conscience. May God help me. Amen." The standard is not "my
conscience", but "my conscience bound by the Word of God."
The ELCA made a decision in 2009 that was contrary to
the teachings of the Bible, and the whole history of Judaism and
Christianity. I struggled with these decisions. But I continued to work
within that Church.
But ultimately, on this "lift" was three red
lights.
So, last year, I left the ELCA, and became a pastor in
the North American Lutheran Church (http://www.theNALC.org). It was not
an easy decision. Many things were right in the ELCA. But being a
disciple of Jesus is not a one-event or two-event reality. It is the
whole meet.
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