When someone quits the faith, we need to look at what we’re doing. Stories like this should make us consider how we do church. “Some of our structures are good at forming us into Christians where the sum of faith is performance, not intimacy with Christ.”
The mission of Jesus gives history its arc. The mission of Jesus is the story’s thread. It is the logic of all that has happened and will happen. Paul called it the mystery!
We have all kinds of lenses that we choose. Certain Bible teachers, our personal preferences, religious practices, moral convictions, life priorities, ministries and careers, even relationships easily become our primary lens. And when we look through these, Jesus becomes a bit player in the story of our lives.
We trade the hope of a relationship with God for cheap religious trinkets in pockets with holes.
…we need to ask God to replace our vision of a well-managed life, or ministry for the thing Christ wants most for us – honest and deep fellowship with him.
“Where are you?” It’s a question I don’t particularly like. It is easier for me to move on with my plans, march through the days and years of my life, hoping and wishing and hiding. Let’s consider some ways we hide from the intimacy God desires for us.
“As long as we want a God to patch up the lives we’ve designed, we will hobble along going from crisis to crisis looking for those little slivers of relief. As long as we look to Jesus as the guy who will save us from the flames, we will miss the joy of seeing eternity at work now. Our desires either expand, or limit our experience of God in Christ.”
This is the first post in a series that challenges us to join Christ on a journey toward spiritual vitality – learning to live into His life.
Whether it’s James MacDonald, Bill Hybels, or the local pastor at the corner church, we should mourn, watch, pray, hope and long for God to save us all – together.
And then there were these two words, that felt like the stereo needle being dragged across your favorite vinyl album (kids, ask your parents). … These two words formed as a question that made him, for an instant and for a life-time, question the nature of his love.