This weekend, Pastor Craig Groeschel explained that Christ-followers looking to the church to meet all of their needs is bad theology. This wasn’t the first time I’ve heard this said, and I’ve always agreed with the statement. But, God decided to mess me up with it about 2:00 am Sunday morning. Not sure why we couldn’t talk at a more decent hour, but I’m not one for arguing with the giver of life. At least, not on Sunday.
At first, these thoughts started sweeping through my mind:
When did we become such consumers in our faith that we sit on the edges of our seats waiting for that one song to make us engage in worshipping our Creator? Or that one message that would solidify our spiritual journey or give us that tingling feeling to make us go home feeling good about ourselves?
As if the transforming power of “For God so loved the world that He gave” isn’t enough?
I do not take for granted creative ways for reaching lost people. I believe using whatever means we have to lead people to Christ. And, while we as Christ-followers enjoy the media driven, smoke and lights presentation, it’s not really for us.
The church is not here for us. We are the church. And, we exist for the world.
After I began to process all of these thoughts, God began to talk to me about how I parent my children. I love giving to my children. I will continue to give to my children. But not at the cost of them translating those gifts – or their needs being met – to how they view the church. God showed me to instruct and inspire my children so they understand that THEY are the church. THEY exist for the world. So, I’m praying God will put before us opportunities where we can be just that. The Church. And, I know those opportunities are many.
I don’t want to just go through the motions of life. I don’t want my children to fail to recognize who they are. The bride of Christ.
Pastor Bill Hybels says, “the church is the hope of the world.”
I could not agree more.
I had intended on writing this post last night, but I sat up and listened to some insightful, and sometimes funny, exchanges between my dad and his pastor friend of more than thirty years, Ron Gray. And, then a little prego sickness postponed my morning writing. Thankyousokindly, Caffeine-Free Coke. I could not survive without your faithfulness.
I usually read at night before I close my eyes. Obviously, before I close my eyes. I have a few books awaiting my attention. Bill Hybel’s Axiom is one of them. But, I’m most excited about today’s delivery of The Practice of the Presence of God by Brother Lawrence. Yes, Brother Lawrence. It was originally published in 1982, so if you’ve been in the Church for a while, you’ve probably heard of it or even read it yourself.
I enjoy books on leadership and the occasional novel. However, right now, I feel compelled to read material that simply draws me closer to my Creator.
What are you reading right now?
What is a book you’ve recently read that you highly recommend, fiction or non?
Here we are again. I wish I had some life-changing wisdom to share.
I’ve been too focused on proving improving my baking skills to learn any life lessons. Especially after all of your encouraging comments from yesterday’s post.
No, really. I feel the love.
I even invited my friend, Lance, over to try some tasty confections….well, spaghetti. He gave some lame excuse about being too busy hanging out with Bill Hybels. I suppose tomorrow he’ll be dining with Bono.
I did re-dedicate Anna to the Lord yesterday. After I saw THIS.
“Lord, she is yours. Use her. Mold her.”
Granted, I purchased those socks. However, they certainly were not meant to accessorize corduroy CAPRIS.
Watch out Project Runway.
John Henry’s Kindergarten experience is going quite well. He won the desperately sought after “Respect Award” for his school. ‘Cause that’s how we roll.
Well, I’ve bragged on Anna’s ever-progressing appreciation for the fashion industry and John Henry’s impeccable manners. It’s your turn.
Go ahead. Brag on your bundles of joy. It’s Fall for crying out loud. (And Sting’s birthday.)