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Neighborhood Walkers

I love going to our elders’ meetings. They are holy ground, full of prayer, affirming, discernment, and encouragement. That’s not to say that there is never a disagreement; but those disagreements are in love and mutual respect. Honestly, some of the great faith-building moments of my life have been in Highland elders’ meetings.

Let me let you peek in on one part of last evening’s meeting. We brought in a group of ACU students who are our “neighborhood walkers.” About fifty students meet each week to walk down the streets around our building to meet people, build relationships, and pray. These students introduced themselves last night by telling us their name and what street(s) they walk.

The stories are incredible. Of people who were resistent but now welcoming. Of relationships that have been formed. Of Highland neighbors who are now coming to our Wednesday Oasis meals (so many last night that we actually ran out of food! Where was the kid with the five loaves and two fish?). Of one teenager who bonded with the students, now attends Highland, and has joined one of the walking teams. I know one second-year Spanish student who knows much more Spanish than some of the people on her street know English. So she stumbles along with a smile on her face, communicating the love of Jesus as best she can. (She may be the most motivated student in her ACU Spanish class!)

Years ago the elders decided not to move locations. We could easily be in a “better” part of town. It probably would have “paid off” in terms people like to measure like attendance and budget. But God has us where we are for a reason.

Just think about the Colonial Apartments. Years ago it was only known as a run-down drug nest. Now, it’s an outpost of the kingdom of God! Highland rents two apartments there where children are loved, read to, taught, prayed for, and blessed. And lots of residents of the apartments have become a vital part of our church.

It’s funny. A few people on the outside think that “the role of women” has become the defining issue of Highland. Ha! We’ve worked through that together as a congregation, for sure, as we have sought to discern the guiding of the Holy Spirit. (And another big announcement is coming from the elders this Sunday.) But that’s not the big shift. The big shift is from seeing ourselves as a provider of consumer demands to an outpost of the kingdom of God that participates in his mission in this world. That’s the big movement. And it’s exciting!

As the elders encircled these students last night to lay hands on them and pray for them (especially for their safety in our neighborhood), there were lots of smiles and a few tears.

Friday Night Lights

In the new movie “Friday Night Lights,” based on a best-selling book from several years ago, Billy Bob Thornton plays Gary Gaines, head football coach for Odessa Permian.

As many of you know, Gary is currently the head football coach for ACU and is a member of Highland. I have no idea how he’s being portrayed in this film.

But this I do know: the real Gary Gaines is a wonderful Christian man, husband, father, and grandfather. He’s the kind of coach that I want influencing athletes at ACU.

Several years ago, I thought he would be Matt’s coach at Abilene High, but he moved to San Angelo after Matt’s freshman year. (And Matt ended up with another incredible man for a head coach, Steve Warren.)

It must be strange knowing that you are being “played” in a major motion picture.

But much more important to me is the real guy. The one I know.

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I’ve mentioned before that one of my elders, Joey Cope (no relation), writes a column called “Distinct Impressions.” Don’t miss this week’s!

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From Antoine de Saint-Exupery: “If you want to build a ship, don’t drum up the men to gather wood, divide the work, and give orders. Instead, teach them to yearn for the vast and endless sea.” What do you think? Does that ring true?

Rumor Mills

All 42 of Highland’s elders have resigned and their wives have stepped in to run the church.

How do I know that? A friend just contacted me from Arkansas saying that he’d heard it directly from a reliable source.

That upsets me.

Why wouldn’t anyone tell me that happened? Here I am the minister of this church, there is a sudden coup d’etat, and no one bothers to tell me. And the worst part? It all apparently happened since Wednesday night. Sure, the eldership seemed unified and joy-filled, but they must have been hiding something from me.

Either that or the rumor–reported as fact!–is untrue. But surely not. It’s hard to imagine that anyone would pass along anything so preposterous. It’s just easier to believe it happened but no one has told me yet. Don’t you think?

Elders Meetings . . . Holy Ground

More holy ground to walk on last night.

First, there was the testimony in “Oasis” from a woman who said she is a “recovering screamer.” Her eloquent words drew us to the love of God and invited us to be a more open community.

Then, in the elders’ meeting there were so many sacred moments. There was the welcoming of a new member who was converted by missionaries in Turkey. He’s been imprisoned five different times for sharing his faith–three of those times in cities visited by Paul (yes–THAT Paul).

Then there was the young couple placing membership who are taking a survey trip to Tanzania this summer–and, because of their devotion to world missions, are planning to get married while there. (I know a beautiful spot about 19,200 feet up that I might suggest! I’m sure a tent on the slopes of Kilimanjaro would make a beautiful honeymoon.)

And then we blessed a couple who has born the pain of childlessness and now find themselves as parents to two teenagers. It’s an amazing story of love: two teens who are not parentless because an eighth grader’s teacher (from last year) has now become her “mom.”

A Prayer-Hungry Group

The prayer time on Wednesday nights is becoming holy ground. Judy Thomas has sort of become my prayer partner to pray for people (since Diane teaches 6th grade girls on Wednesday nights). She’s such a special woman in our life. All three of my children have attended and Diane teaches at Sam Thomas Elementary School (named for her husband, who died suddenly just before we got to Abilene in 1991). Plus, God has graciously let me minister side-by-side around the country with Brandon. (By the way, here is the site for Brandon’s new blog.)

Here’s one observation: the mentally handicapped members of our church (and there are several who come from DRI and a group home) have no reluctance to come ask for prayers. They have an openness, an honesty, a passion for God that makes me want to grow in my God-hunger and spiritual honesty. They come with great concerns for people they love. Last night one brother came to ask for our prayers for his friend who’ll be participating in the Special Olympics at ACU this weekend.

I love that in our church our brothers and sisters who are mentally-handicapped aren’t seen as a project. They are vital, gifted members of the body. With their simple minds and deep spirits they are calling us to the way of Christ.

Well, what do you expect to read from the father of a little girl who was mentally-handicapped and who was loved and valued by this church?

Lynn’s Pulpit

Got to spend a couple hours today with Lynn Anderson. I always walk away from conversations with Lynn with more joy in my heart and more commitment to the work of God in this world.

So many people who follow larger-than-life ministers wind up disappointed in what they learn. For me, it’s been just the opposite. Since taking over “Lynn’s pulpit” in 1991 (after he was here 19 years!), I’ve found him to be even more authentic. Oh sure, there are the humorous stories about how he could never find his keys. But as a minister, shepherd, and friend, his tracks are genuine.

Lynn is exactly my dad’s age, and he has “fathered” me in ministry, just as he has so many others. To see what he’s up to these days, check here.

13 Years . . . and Counting

This month is the beginning of my 13th year preaching for Highland. That means Highland has only had two preaching ministers since 1971! On mornings like this, full of prayers and blessings, I look out amazed that God lets me be a part of this herd.