Archive for February, 2005

The State of the Church Address

They’re out there, trust me: these young men and women who have dreams of losing themselves in the messy world of the kingdom of God. These are the ones I’m talking about supporting — even when they go places and do things in ways that “we aren’t comfortable.”

Check this out from a young man at Highland. He and his wife are preparing to go minister in the Boston area.

The State of the Church Address

The Church in North America is on life support.

This is a fact which few of the “25 Most Influential Evangelicals,” recognized by Time Magazine last month, know, preach or write, and something many leaders in Churches of Christ have not accepted.

The United States is now one of the three most secular countries in the world.

Wait a minute, you say: What about the 2004 election, which highlighted voters advocating traditional, Christian values? And with Christianity blitzing the media, movie theaters, and malls, Christianity just has to be flourishing in the West, right?

Not so fast.

We’re living in what’s being called the “Post-Christian Era.” Christianity in North America has been on a steady decline for the better part of a century, with the most staggering drops occurring in the past 25 years. Christian statistician and church consultant George Barna reported that over the past decade, three million people have been leaving churches every year in the United States.

Closer to home, half of Abilene’s 120,000 residents do not attend one of the roughly 150 churches in town.

You wouldn’t read these stats in Time or hear them on American Family Radio, however.

Christian media organizations talk like the only work to be done on our soil has to do with Constitutional amendments, and Time seems convinced that evangelical Christians are running the country. These are just the kinds of lies the Enemy would have us believe, though.

The actual center of Christianity in the world today is highly debated, but experts agree it lies in one of three places: Latin America, Africa or China. Some have estimated that China, which had only 700,000 Christians at the beginning of the Communist rule in 1949, now has between 60 and 100 million believers, most of them meeting together in large, underground house church networks. Africa now boasts nearly 400 million Christians, but that number is expected to eclipse 600 million by 2025.

This kind of rapid, exponential growth simply is not happening in the United States, which now has the third-largest un-churched population in the world. The rumors are true, by the way: Missionaries from African and Latin American countries are now moving to our continent to work among the lost North Americans.

The question of how we got to this point isn’t nearly as important as how we will get past it. The message and commission Christians have simply is too important to ignore this glaring problem. Many have ignored it, however, to the detriment of their hearts and the faith.

One solution to the problem will need to come in the form of a paradigm shift-a change in methodology or theory-regarding the nature and role of the church. The technical definition of the word “insanity” is repeating the same action and expecting a different result each time. This definition often describes Christ’s church to a T. Churches will need to take a hard look at the Great Commission-”Go and make disciples”-and then formulate strategies to best accomplish this commandment.

Here’s a clue, though: It’s probably not going to look anything like what most churches have been trying in recent decades. “Attractional” Christianity, which attempts to bring in the un-churched with dynamic worship, flashy programs or the best preacher in town, has been the strategy of choice for churches for much too long, and research is indicating that the post-modern unbeliever isn’t falling for it anymore.

If churches take the Great Commission seriously, though, one word ought to stick out: Go. Christ went when he became the incarnation of the living God on earth. The apostles went upon receiving the Holy Spirit, first to their hometown, then to the world. And our responsibility is the same in our neighborhoods and cities in the United States.

The second phrase that should stick out in a fresh reading of the Great Commission is “make disciples.” Baptism certainly is what happens at the initial decision to be a disciple, but it doesn’t magically spawn a disciple. True discipleship literally means “spending time with Jesus” and requires relationship, accountability and lots of latitude. “In-process” disciples make lots of mistakes, but that’s OK-that’s why Christ came. Mature Christians must see that Paul’s vision for growing Christians in his young church plants-sanctification-is carried out in contemporary congregations. Sanctified Christians no longer run back to their old muck and mire but strain forward, pursuing righteousness and nurturing new disciples of their own.

The Western Church does itself and the Kingdom no good in denying that it has a problem. It is hemorrhaging because it has emphasized the phrases “baptizing them” and “all nations” to the detriment of the three most important words in the Great Commission, “go” and “make disciples.” If North America is to see an in-breaking of the Kingdom of God, and if Christians desire to delight their Creator, the Church will need to wake from its slumber and dive headlong into God’s mission.

All North American disciples of Jesus are missionaries, after all-now more than ever before.

Missional Training

On the 17th I blogged about the change in how ministers are trained. When I went through my training, the focus was on S-T-U-D-Y. Now there is a greater focus on practical theology and internships.

But now here’s my question: Where are we going to send our young, devoted ministers-in-training to do those internships? Where can they go to do grassroots training on how to have a missional impact in those hidden nooks and crannies of society?

Most churches are in chaplaincy mode — taking care of the long-time converted, managing everyone’s selfish preferences, reshuffling committees, making sure the nursery is adequately staffed, etc. Most churches are ill-equiped to reach the places that these young ministers are interested in.

Most churches seem to have a circle-the-wagons mentality, worried to death about liberals, Democrats, gays, etc.

But many of the young ministry students I know are more interested in loving the world and serving the world than in condemning the world. They seem, remarkably enough, to want to follow the lead of Jesus who was in the world but not of the world.

They envision churches that minister to people who struggle with same-sex attraction, who drink a bit too much, and sometimes sleep around. They imagine helping those who have lost their way, those who can’t grasp any absolutes, those who have failed royally. They don’t want people to be known (as I heard Don McGlothlin say this week) for their worst moments.

And we want to send them on internships where they learn how to conduct staff meetings and how to calm people who greatly value being “comfortable” with all that’s happening in worship? We want them to learn from Abilene churches — where there is a weekly exchange of members who became uncomfortable someplace else and where “church growth” is defined as a new class that brings in more university students?

There are places out there where they can learn a lot. But they may look VERY different! They may look like Central Dallas Ministries. Or the Impact Church. Or any number of places where the majority of our members just wouldn’t be comfortable. (Again, our obsession with being comfortable. If I hear one more lecture on helping people become COMFORTABLE with what’s happening, I’m going to scream. There’s real discipleship: take up your cross, become comfortable, and follow me.)

Here’s what Randy Harris was asking Wed PM at the ACU lectureship: Are we willing to support them in pursuing these missional dreams — even when it means they’re going to be in a place where WE might not be comfortable?

Much is at stake in how we answer that question.

If You Read One Blog Each Day . . .

Don’t make me say this again.

READ LARRY JAMES’S BLOG!

It isn’t fun, funny, or witty. It is a daily body-slam. Maybe you don’t need that, but I do. The easiest thing for me to do is to cocoon inside my comfortable little middle class America world. Americans have mastered the art of carping about how awful it is out there with tax-and-spend liberals, won’t-get-off-their-butt poor people, and the French.

That’s ever so much easier than facing the plight of the poor among us.

Larry James refuses to let me do that. His is a prophetic voice I have to hear. I know he’s shouting loudly, but I’m a bit deaf when it comes to leaving the shell of my self-centeredness, so I rather appreciate it. Even with the decibels I sometimes manage to tune it out . . . but at night there is a ringing in my ears to remind me that there was something I was supposed to listen to.

If you read just one blog a day, I hope it isn’t this one. I hope it’s Larry’s.

Ozark Christian College

Today was supposed to be my last day to speak at the Ozark Christian College Bible lectureship, but that was one of several trips I’ve cancelled through April because of Chris’s injuries from the wreck.

It’s been a few years since I’ve spoken at OCC, but I love that place. And Ken Idleman is one of the best Christian college presidents I’ve ever met. You can’t believe how many devoted missionaries and church-planters have come from this relatively small campus.

Here’s what saddens me: I was born and raised 18 miles from that campus, but I didn’t know it existed until I was in my late 20s.

In the church I grew up in (filled with loving, godly people), we had a slight disagreement on the Independent Christian Churches: some considered them “erring brothers” while others wouldn’t go so far as to actually admit they were “brothers.”

The main issue was instrumental music. If you worshiped with instruments (rather than a cappella — just a bit of background for those who aren’t on the inside of this and can’t make any sense of it), you couldn’t be the people of God. You’ve added something to worship, disobeyed God, and therefore are not the people of God.

And so I grew up not knowing that 18 miles from me was a vibrant campus filled with Christ-loving people who could have nurtured my faith. I can’t help but wonder how the spiritual lives of some of the teens at our church might have ended up much healthier if we’d come under the influence of some of the teachers and students at Ozark Christian.

Now, I find this almost a mystery. No matter what you think about instrumental music (check my ipod), being right on that issue does not make you the people of God! No wonder we’ve cranked out so many spiritual neurotics who wind up scared to death of death. Who wants to face judgment when you believe you had to be right on every matter of biblical interpretation?

The funny thing is that we knew better in our hymns.

My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.

Nothing in my hands I bring,
Simply to the cross I cling.

My sin–o the bliss of this glorious thought–
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross,
And I bear it no more!
Praise the Lord.
Praise the Lord, O my soul.

Now I’m so thankful to know what God is doing through these dear brothers and sisters at Ozark Christian College. Tucked away in SW Missouri is a campus that is changing the world.

For that, I give God thanks.

Try to Figure Out NASCAR

A couple days after Jeff Gordon won his third Daytona, can someone explain the whole NASCAR phenomenon to me?

1. Why is it the #1 sport in the south?

2. Why is it a sport?

Don’t mean to seem elitist. I’m just asking. There must be something there. I know people whose recreational lives revolve around the NASCAR circuit. Speak out, NASCAR lovers. What am I missing?

Thanking the Good Samaritans

Still this morning I’m emotionally exhausted.

Yesterday I preached on Eccl. 4:7-12 and the importance of community. “Two are better than one.”

At the end, I talked about how clearly that truth had been taught in the past five weeks to the eight families who were directly involved in the wreck. We learned of the vital importance of community from so many people.

First, there were the seven Highland boys in the following vehicle who were told by the driver (as he got out to go help) to stay in the car. They began praying immediately for their friends. They prayed when we (the parents) didn’t know to pray.

There were also the many people all over the world (check out the comments on my January 16 blog) who carried us in prayer and encouragement. When we were frozen by fear and could hardly pray, others offered those prayers.

I invited the eight families down. It was an emotional sight to see everyone up there–two in wheelchairs and one on crutches, Brody’s parents and brothers, and all the rest of us.

Then four from the group–two children and two parents–offered testimonies about what they’d learned about friendship and community.

Here is what Diane said:

“When I first heard the news that my child was in a serious car accident, I could hardly bare the fact that he was somewhere alone, hurt, and afraid and I wasn’t there. Then a couple of days later I heard news about those who helped our children. I can’t begin to tell you how comforting that was for me.

“In this world where people are afraid to get involved, our children were surrounded by warm, caring adults. As a mother, I am especially thankful for the women who were whispering into our children’s ears with their calm, soothing voices. I’m thankful that they took our place in the dirt, since we couldn’t be there. And I’m grateful that they held our children’s hands and provided their mothering touch.

“On that cold Sunday afternoon in January, these women and men became community in a way I’ll never forget.”

After her words, we invited down many of those who had stopped to help our children and Julie as they lay injured that afternoon. We had invited all we knew of — many of whom our families had been in contact with by phone to thank and to learn more. And yesterday these “Good Samaritans” came to Highland from New Mexico, Monahans, Midland, Lubbock, and Abilene. Can you imagine what it was like for us to see them in person for the first time? Diane and I got to be with the woman who sat by Chris’s side the whole time to calm him, keep him warm, pray for him, and try to keep him awake. When we weren’t there, she became a mother to him.

Then we invited down all the emergency response people who were able to come. We had 13 or 14 able to come from Citizens EMS, Southwest Helicopter, Eula Fire Department, the Callahan County Sheriff’s Department, and a Callahan County judge.

Once they were all down, the church broke into long standing ovations at both services. Then as the elders and wives gathered around all of us, Dickie Porche thanked God that these people didn’t pass by on the other side.

In between the services, we had a private reception with the eight families and all these care-givers. So many of the parents spoke words of appreciation during this time. I was especially struck by what one dad said: our eight families are bound together forever.

So, yes, I’m emotionally wrung out.

These people who stopped to hold Brody as he was dying and to care for the other seven as they were cold and frightened are a living witness to this old text:

Two are better than one,
because they have a good return for their work:
If one falls down,
his friend can help him up.
But pity the one who falls
and has no one to help him up!
Also, if two lie down together,
they will keep warm.
But how can one keep warm alone?
Though one may be overpowered,
two can defend themselves.
A cord of three strands
is not quickly broken.

Zoe at Highland

Chris’s cast came off yesterday. Hurrah! Apparently a broken thumb heals quicker than a fractured skull and a fractured vertebrae — but at least it’s progress. Again we stopped by the wreck site on the way back. We saw the cross that has been erected where Brody was pronounced dead. It is holy ground. I don’t have words . . . .

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Can’t wait to see Brandon, Sheryl, and the whole Zoe group. They’ll be leading worship at Highland on Sunday morning and then at the ACU lectureship every evening. I had to cancel going to our Fresno worship conference because of the wreck, so I’m anxious to see everyone.

There are things happening Sunday that are beyond my control. I insist again that rarely do I choose the texts; the texts choose me (us).

Here is the order of worship:

“Forever”
Welcome (Mike)
Call to Worship–(Brandon)
“Shout Hallelujah”
“Days of Elijah”
“O For a Thousand Tongues”
“Blessed be Your Name”
The Lord’s Prayer

“Salvation Belongs to our God”
Communion Song: “All Who are Thirsty” (Zoe only)
Communion (”My Jesus I Love Thee”/”So Are You to Me”)

Collection (Family Concerns and Pastoral Prayer)

“We Are the Body of Christ”
Message-Mike (Ecclesiastes 4:7ff)
“The Lord Bless you and Keep You”

Cheering on Those Younger

We return to Cook’s today to see the BONE GUY. Once again, Diane and I will hear completely different things. I’ll hear him say, “I think you should start letting him do more. Maybe start pitching a little here and there.” Diane will hear him say, “Be very cautious. We can’t take any chances at this stage.”

How is that possible? It must be HIS fault in communication!

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I was just remembering my first day “on the job” as a real, live local minister in Wilmington, North Carolina. I had no idea what to do.

Isn’t that incredible? Four years of college, ninety hours of graduate study, and no idea what I was supposed to do. Other than get two sermons and two classes ready each week. THAT I was prepared for. All that Greek (seven years) and Hebrew (two years), all those homiletics classes — yes, yes, I was ready for that.

I’m so thankful for the way seminary training is changing. We’re preparing ministers to do more than go study (as important as it is to be theologically informed). There’s a focus all the way through now on practical theology. There are requirements to do internships — to peek over the shoulders of people who are already doing it well.

But to be honest, I don’t think I could train many of the young ministers for what’s in their hearts. They want to do something that is grassroots, missional, and messy. While I may not be able to train, I fully intend to be a cheerleader for these young men and women. May God fill them with his dreams!

Hotel Rwanda

If you haven’t read We Wish to Inform You That Tomorrow We Will Be Killed With Our Families by Philip Gourevitch, I’d highly recommend it. He gives an amazing account of the genocide in Rwanda. It’s hard reading, but something that Christians need to hear (since “Christians” contributed to the problem at many levels). Maybe later I’ll write more about sections of this book that moved me most.

I haven’t seen Hotel Rwanda yet, but want to go as soon as we can. Has anyone seen it yet? What were your reactions?

Thanks to Dr. Jim for passing along these words of Brian McLaren from Sojourners:

Hotel Rwanda and The Passion of the Christ
by Brian McLaren

Maybe it’s because I spent time last summer in Burundi, the poorer twin sister of Rwanda that shares a similar history, tribal makeup, geography, culture, and terrifying undercurrent of genocide. Maybe it’s because while I was there, I met Anglican priests serving in Rwanda who told personal stories of the tragedies there - and their efforts to bring healing and reconciliation in the aftermath. Maybe it’s because (some readers may be tempted to write me off after reading this sentence) I was so frustrated by last year’s promotional hype surrounding Mel Gibson’s The Passion of the Christ - and I was so frustrated by the movie itself, though I know many found it moving and spiritually edifying. Maybe it’s because I have deep concerns about the alignment of major sectors of Christianity with “red-state Republicanism,” and I worry that a kind of modernist, nationalist neo-fundamentalism is trying to claim all Christian territory as its sovereign domain.

For whatever reason, when I walked out of the 2005 film Hotel Rwanda this thought wouldn’t leave me: If we really had the mind and heart of Christ, this is the movie we would be urging people in our churches to see. In fact, I can’t think of a more worthwhile experience for Christian leaders than to watch Hotel Rwanda and then ask themselves questions like these:

Which film would Jesus most want us to see, and why?

Why did so many churches urge people to see Gibson’s film, and why did so few (if any) promote Terry George’s film? What do our answers to that question say about us?

What were the practical outcomes of millions of people seeing Gibson’s film? And what outcomes might occur if equal numbers saw Hotel Rwanda - as an act of Christian faithfulness?

In what sense could Hotel Rwanda actually be titled The Passion of the Christ?

What do we make of the fact that a high percentage of Rwandans who participated in the 1994 genocides were churchgoers?

What do we make of the fact that a high percentage of the Americans who ignored the 1994 genocides (then and now) were and are churchgoers?

What kind of repentance does each film evoke in Western Christians? Why might the kind of repentance evoked by Hotel Rwanda be especially needed during these important days in history?

“Into All the World”–but not for the Copes

Really looking forward to having Brandon and Zoe at Highland this Sunday morning. There are some amazing things that will happen. More on that later. . . .

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Sunday night we bowed out.

Our covenant group has been planning for a long time to go together to Washington D.C. for a spring break mission trip. We’re part of Highland’s 2005 “Into All the World” ministry that is sending about 500 members all over the world for short-term missions.

But there are just too many issues with travel right now for Chris. If it were two months later, we’d be fine.

We’re so thankful that at least some of the group is still planning to go. As I told them, it felt like another casualty of the wreck if the whole trip fell through.

We reflected Sunday night — our first time back together since the wreck — on how unlikely it was that two of the three children who had to be flown to Cook’s were from our little group. We were so thankful to circle around them and pray.

Speaking of our covenant group kids, here’s a great article about Audrey Maxwell.