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DESCRIPTIONThe monthly magazine of Irving Bible Church.
M AY 2 0 12
a letter from
When I was nursing my son, my compulsive multitasking kindled a desire for the only other thing I was able to do in a glider: read The Classics.
Maybe it was my sudden brainlessness oh, the irony or the fact I didnt have a paying job, but I was going to tie up one of my lifes (questionably valid) loose ends. I started with The Hunchback of Notre Dame. I mean, the Disney movie was hilarious. The book, however, turned out to be a melodramatic tragedy that could only compete with my stretch marks for epic proportions. By the time I had read halfway through, my skin had become damp and pale and my brain had started pealing with bells that might or might not have been the result of sleep deprivation. Oh the bells. There were so many, many bells. When our family moved to a new house a couple of years ago, we discovered it was about five minutes from a church with a bevy of bells, if you will, that tolled every hour in full voice, and also chimed the quarter hour. I can sing the melody in my sleep. I still wonder sometimes if there is a present-day Quasi Modo living at Saint Stephens and if he could use someone to pick up his dry cleaning every now and then.
My favorite thing about our neighborhood bells is how they are able to put me instantly within the context of the world. Bells chime, and I remember its 3 oclock in the afternoon, and that everyone around me is also living the 3 oclock hour. Bells provide a distraction, not like Facebook or the relentless buzzing of my email, but a mechanism by which I can pull my head above water and survey the long calm of Right Now; a way to lasso the present and bring it close for inspection. The bells power lies in their commonality. I set an alarm for one reason or another, but it is just for me, set by me, and turned off by me. Bells, however, apply publicly, whether you want to be reminded of the hour or not. They tell us that we all need a conscious way to mark time everyone from the garbage man and the kid walking his dog, to the earnest woman nursing her son while reading The Classics. Bells remind us we are all in this thing together and that this thing, whatever it is, is going by in a measurable way. Perhaps the Saint Stephens bells are one of the ways God answers my prayer from Psalm 90:12: Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom. When I number my days, I see how things really are and how fast they are moving. I see how dust-born and dust-bound I am; what a miracle it is to be here at 3 p.m., then again at 3:15, then again at 3:30. I break my stupor and see the stage, the set, the costumes, the other characters, and the Director in his chair. I have a moment to breathe, to ask, Whats my line, again? Even though Im not nursing anyone right now, I still think I should ponder the bells and read the great books, and I suppose the next most logical thing on my list should be For Whom the Bell Tolls if I can handle another stretchmark-worthy saga, that is...
It appears church bells have been part of society for a long time. Before mass communication, bells were the only way to gather a village together heathen and devout alike for emergency meetings or the weekly stag hunt. (Are stags still a thing?) In World War II in Great Britain, all church bells were silenced, to ring only to inform of an invasion by enemy troops. The practice and hobby of bell-ringing is sometimes known to non-ringers as campanology. I didnt realize this could actually be a hobby, but I suppose if you felt the need for a past time and happened to have access to a belfry, that there are worse ways to spend your time.
Editor Julie Rhodes Art Direction, Design & Goodness Josh Wiese, Dennis Cheatham, Lindsey Sobolik The Final Say Julie Pierce Admin Extraordinaire Victoria Andrews
Editorial Assistance/Proofing Summer Alexander* Photography David Farris (Easter Eggsperience, The Librarian)* Evan Chavez (Stepping Up)* Patty Thompson (Say What?)* Trey Hill (Find Your Spot)* Victoria Andrews (Cover)
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Irving Bible Church: a community on a journey.Thanks for picking up Chatter. Chatter is a publication of Irving Bible Church in Irving, Texas.Why are we here?IBC is on a journey committed to growing in Christ, connecting in community and joining the mission. This commitment comes from Jesus words in the Great Commandment (Matthew 22:36-39) and Great Commission (Matthew 28:18-20).
How do we do this?Growing in Christ At the heart of the journey is the gospel of Jesus Christ, the story of the Son of God coming into our dark world to bring light, life, hope and transformation. The journey begins when we trust Christ, but it doesnt end there. Gods desire for each of us is for our hearts and lives to become more like the one who has saved us (Ephesians 4:11-13). Connecting in Community The gospel story draws us into a community of people whose lives have been transformed by Jesus. This journey is not one that we undertake alone. We are designed to do life together as a community of Christ-followers. It is essential that we walk with one another on the journey (John 13:34-35). Joining the Mission The gospel tells us that one day God will take all that is broken in this world and make it whole. Those of us who are on the journey together are called to be people who do what we can to make glimpses of that day show up in our day. We do this by telling the gospel story and demonstrating gospel-shaped love to a needy world (Matthew 28:18-20).
Irving Bible Church | 2435 Kinwest Pkwy, Irving, TX 75063 | (972) 560-4600 Web irvingbible.org | Twitter @ibcvoice | Facebook irvingbible Sign up for the IBC eLetter, a weekly email update for key ministry event information and announcements, along with a short devotional by Pastor Andy to encourage you on your journey week-to-week. Subscribe today at connect.irvingbible.org. New to IBC? Turn to page 18.
Photo Update: Easter EggsperienceOn Saturday April 7, hundreds of families gathered at IBC for the annual Easter Eggsperience (one of IBCs largest outreach events), a fun-filled morning of egg hunts, petting zoo animals, bounce houses, face painting, carnival games, live entertainment, and prizes. Kids and adults alike also enjoyed the Easter Path, a hands-on experience designed to help participants understand and encounter the true meaning of Easter.
Mothers Day is May 13. Heres what Zone 6:30 kids had to say about what they love so much about their moms.
Shes nice and she doesnt get mad at me. Christian (Kindergarten) She loves me and I cannot replace her, not even for $1,000,000 dollars. Kaitlynn (3 Grade)rd
She gives me courage. Preston (3
She loves me, she gives me shelter, and also she is the most awesomest mom in the world. Also, she gives me food and water. Hailey (4 Grade)th
She is the one who takes care of me. One day, I told my mom how thankful I was for her. I also told her how bad it would be if she wasnt here. If I only had my dad, things would not go well. Things would not be in place. Clothes would still be dirty, and I would never get up in the morning for school. Zoe (4 Grade)th
I love my moms sense of humor and laugh. Emily (5 Grade)th
Zone 6:30 is a great way for elementary kids to grow deeper in their spiritual walk. Kids meet to read Gods word, memorize Scripture, learn to write their personal testimony, and much more. Zone 6:30 kicks off this fall after summer break. Watch Chatter for details.
A Pentecost PrimerTHE D-L On A FunnY-SOunDInG DAYWhats in a Name? Traditional Color and Lectionary Readings
The word pentecost means fiftieth day. In most Christian traditions, Pentecost Sunday occurs 50 days following Easter Sunday (counting Easter Sunday, since it is the first day of the week). Those 50 days span seven Sundays after Easter, making Pentecost the seventh Sunday after Easter. Since Easter is a movable feast, meaning that it occurs on different days in different years (it is tied to the lunar cycle while the calendar is solar-based), Pentecost is also moveable. It can occur as early as May 10 and as late as June 13. Pentecost represents Gods gracious, enabling presence actively at work among his people, calling and enabling them to live out their witness in dynamic ways. Perhaps there is a direct connection with the Pentecost of Judaism, where Gods instruction to his people (the Torah) is the means by which they become his witness to the world. While the Jewish Pentecost commemorates the giving of Gods law on Mount Sinai, the Christian Pentecost celebrates the descent of the Holy Spirit on the disciples following Jesus ascention into heaven. This is the famous scene in Acts 2 in which what looked like tongues of fire came to rest on each disciples head. Pentecost Sunday is a day to celebrate hope; a hope evoked by the knowledge that God through his Holy Spirit is at work among his people. It is a celebration of newness, re-creation, renewal, purpose, mission, and of our calling as Gods people. It is a celebration of Gods ongoing work in the world. Yet, it is also a recognition that his work is done through his people only as he pours out his presence upon them.
The traditional color for the sanctuary on Pentecost Sunday is red, the color of the church. Technically, red is used only for the Sunday of Pentecost, although some churches also use red for the Sundays between Easter and Pentecost Sunday. Red symbolizes both the fire of Pentecost, as well as the apostles and early followers of Jesus who were gathered in the Upper Room. The Pentecost Sunday lectionary readings are rich with symbolism. The O