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“There’s nothing magical about these steps. But we can come up here and take the humble posture of prayer by kneeling.”
I got into the habit during the invitation component of my sermons of saying something like this. I point to the altar in our sanctuary and downplay its significance. The posture of prayer is significant, but not the carpeted steps leading up to our stage. There’s nothing significant about them, in terms of holiness.
We are living in unprecedented times. Unprecedented times that are affecting the way that we gather together as the church.
I do not envy one bit those who have had to prayerfully make decisions for the coming weeks for their churches.
I don’t know what the right answer is.
Our church leadership has chosen to gather together over the radio or over livestreaming as opposed to in person. We believe this is what is best for the time being.
So right now, our sanctuary will be empty for the foreseeable future.
There has been a proliferation of posts that fit the following mantra: “the church isn’t the building. we are.”
And as much as this language makes me cringe a tiny bit, it’s true.
But I want to talk about it from a slightly different perspective.
I want to talk about where God dwells.
God doesn’t dwell in the sanctuary at First Baptist Church of Vernon, Texas. He dwells with His people. Somewhere along the way (and I’ve studied zero minutes about this) we began to believe that God dwelled in a building like the temple that Solomon built for Him. So we started making sanctuaries these holy places where God dwelled with man. And yet God doesn’t dwell there.
He dwells in us.
I’ve been studying the book of Ephesians (my last two blogs have been out of this marvelous book of the Bible) and I’m reminded again and again that the message of the entire scope of Scripture is not God coming to dwell in a building, but rather God coming to dwell with a people.
So then you are no longer strangers and aliens, but you are fellow citizens with the saints and members of the household of God, built on the foundation of the apostles and prophets, Christ Jesus himself being the cornerstone, in whom the whole structure, being joined together, grows into a holy temple in the Lord. In him you also are being built together into a dwelling place for God by the Spirit. - Ephesians 2:19-22
I mean, come on y’all.
The second chapter of Ephesians details the amazing work of God in the gospel of Jesus Christ. It tells us how utterly broken we were in our sin, in the kingdom of darkness. Then we see the work of God. We see how we were SAVED BY GRACE THROUGH FAITH. The implications of this wonderful news continues on into this passage.
We are fellow citizens with one another.
We are saints and fellow members of the family of God.
Even those who go to other churches in town.
The implications and applications of that reality alone is far-reaching.
But look at the conclusion. We have been brought together, built up into a dwelling place for the Lord.
Let that sink in.
It’s always been about the people.
In Genesis, we see the framework of this, as God promises to bless all the nations through the line of Abraham.
In Revelation, we see the culmination of this, as every tribe and tongue and nation bows before King Jesus.
All throughout the way, in tabernacles, temples, and Jesus, God has dwelled with His people. Paul tells explicitly in Acts 17 that God doesn’t dwell in buildings made by human hands.
So what does that mean for today?
It means that maybe, just maybe, we come to know this truth of Scripture like never before.
Maybe, just maybe, we will remember that we have always been called to primarily live in the world, not in judgment, but in hopes of bringing the good news of the gospel to bear on the lives of our friends neighbors (just read 1 Corinthians 5, 8, and 9).
Maybe, just maybe, we can live out the fruit of the Spirit’s work in our lives (joy and kindness) when we interact with others (Had to repent just today for some judgmental responses to others. This isn’t easy).
Maybe, just maybe, families will wake up and realize that the job of the church is to merely supplement their discipleship practices at home, not the other way around.
Yes, church community is going to look different for a while. I absolutely dread how awkward it is going to be for me to teach to an empty room this Sunday. But the community has never been about the building in the first place.
Y’all. This gets me pumped. When my church family gathers on Sunday mornings, it should be an opportunity to celebrate what God is doing in our community as well as to remind ourselves of the task ahead.
We should be doing far more outside the walls of our sanctuaries than we do in them. More people should be encountering Jesus outside than inside. We should be studying Scripture together far more outside than inside. We should be singing praise to God far more outside than inside.
God has chosen us as His people to dwell with. Every single believer who follows Jesus as Lord is part of this.
The sanctuary may be empty, but His presence is in us.
In His Name,
When I was young, I played soccer in Wichita Falls. My coach began to call me “Nate the Great”, based off some popular detective books for children. That didn’t stick for very long, and I began to go by the name given on my birth certificate, Nathan.
All throughout my childhood, teenage, and college years, I went by Nathan (or in college, Papa Roach).
After I graduated and moved to Phoenix, I decided one day to start going by Nate. This was not a deeply thought out decision, it just kinda happened.
What that has now led to is the confusing reality that anyone who has met me in the last four years calls me Nate, but my family and wife still call me Nathan.
In the New Testament, we hear of a man named Saul (Acts 7:58). He was a Pharisee, of the tribe of Benjamin, and he was persecuting the church. First he stood idly by while Stephen was stoned, then he began a systematic persecution of the church, traveling from town to town and taking all who belonged to ‘the Way (of Jesus)’ into custody.
In Acts 9 we see his insane conversion. We see him go from a persecutor of the church to a man who would be used by God to reach the Gentiles with the gospel of Jesus Christ.
I was reading this morning in Ephesians, and we see something interesting.
Paul an apostle of Christ Jesus by the will of God, To the saints who are in Ephesus, and are faithful in Christ Jesus: Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. - Ephesians 1:1-2
The man who approved of the stoning of Stephen is now writing letters to the churches in Ephesus to encourage them in the gospel.
But there’s something else there.
Did you see it?
He addresses himself as Paul.
Now, most people in church understand this. They understand that the Saul we read about in Acts and the Paul we read about (also in Acts starting at 13:19) are the same person. But here’s the reality. I believe that the majority of us have a complete misunderstanding about why this name change took place (including myself for a very long time).
God did not change Saul’s name to Paul.
There is a very popular misunderstanding of what took place with Saul. So many people believe that God changed his name to signify his new life in Christ.
This isn’t heretical by any means, but it’s not true.
If anything I think it’s not nearly as cool as what actually took place.
Now, let’s acknowledge together that God has done the name change thing before. He does it a lot as a matter of fact. We see Him in conversation change Abram’s name to Abraham and Sarai’s name to Sarah. We see Jesus do the same, changing Simon’s name to Peter. These things certainly happened in Scripture. That’s because in ancient cultures, names had a profound impact, significance, and meaning. Today, that’s not always the case (I’m looking at you North West).
But in the case of Saul/Paul, that’s not what happened at all (Dr. Seuss should’ve written books on Scripture).
Saul started referring to himself as Paul, in order to reach the Gentiles with his Roman name (Paul was a common surname and it may or may not have been in Paul’s family).
Do you grasp that?
God didn’t change his name.
Paul changed his name to better reach the people that he was on mission to reach.
He was by no means a perfect man. He was angry, discouraged, anxious, lonely. But he knew Christ, and that led him to give his life fully over to Christ (Philippians 1:21).
When Paul accepted the Christian faith and began his mission to the Gentiles, he identified with his listeners by using his Roman name. In all of his letters, Paul identified himself with his Roman name, linking himself with the Gentile believers to whom God had sent him with the gospel of Christ.Life Application Bible Commentary: Ephesians
Saul’s name was a big deal. It harkened back to the days of the first king of Israel, also a dude named Saul. King Saul was a Benjaminite (of the tribe of Benjamin), just like the New Testament Saul. That means that New Testament Saul had a very significant, honorable, glorified name. And he gave it up for the people he was seeking to reach. He gave up that honorable name.
Paul is an example all throughout the book of Acts of a man who gave up his rights for others.
Like seriously, he was a Roman citizen. This means he was not supposed to get beat like he did all over the place. And yet, Paul only uses that right twice (once to avoid a flogging, once to appear before the Emperor to talk about Jesus).
In a culture like our own obsessed with rights, we can learn something from what Paul did.
To reach others, maybe you need to give up your ‘right’ to comfort.
To reach others, maybe you need to give up your ‘right’ to put your opinions about any number of things on Facebook.
To reach others, maybe you need to give up your ‘right’ to use your money for yourself.
Fill in the blanks for yourself.
Saul changed his name to reach others for Jesus.
What are you willing to do to reach others?
In His Name,
What do you hold most dear? What is central to your heart? What do you think about the most? What does your media consumption revolve around? What do your conversations revolve around?
These questions can help you discern what you worship. What you love.
All of us are worshipping and pursuing something. More often than not, we are committing idolatry.
The Scriptures have a really sobering word for those of us (like me) who pursue other things above the Lord.
Recently I’ve been listening to and reading Hosea. This is a minor prophet that is relatively well-known, but it’s imagery and stark illustrations should catch our modern sensibilities off guard. Consider this verse for instance:
When the Lord first spoke through Hosea, the Lord said to Hosea, "Go, take to yourself a wife of whoredom and have children of whoredom, for the land commits great whoredom by forsaking the Lord. - Hosea 1:2
Okay. Seriously. Let that sink in.
Hosea is a prophet, a spiritual leader who would speak the very words of God to the people of God. And God calls for him to go take a whore as a wife. This should be shocking language for us to read, but it should also be shocking imagery. We have made this too cute, but we need to really sit in this.
Hosea was to take a whore (or prostitute) for a wife to illustrate God’s covenant relationship with His people.
Come on now. Is that sinking in?
God had a covenant relationship with His people.
Two parties involved.
One of them (God) is a faithful husband.
One of them (His people) is a whore of a wife.
That make you uncomfortable?
It certainly bothers me!
What God is clearly stating through the words and actions of the prophet Hosea is that when I worship other things, I am committing spiritual adultery. I am breaking the covenant between me and God. The reality is, this theme runs throughout the grand storyline of Scripture. This runs through most of the prophetic books. The church, the people of God, are God’s unfaithful wife (there’s a really good book on this subject with the same name). And yet God never forsakes us. He never breaks the covenant. Rather, he continues to love us. He ultimately sent His Son for us.
But the reality is, I am a whore (spiritually speaking). I pursue things other than the Lord Jesus. I hold things in my heart above Him. And this is reprehensible and obscene.
I hear people regularly say that the church is full of hypocrites. I have never felt led to disagree with that assessment. Rather, I’ve honestly wanted to tell them just how bad the church is. How, spiritually speaking, to use Biblical language, the church is full of whores.
But despite what our modern sensibilities may want to tell us, it is inherently Biblical. This is the Bible’s view of our sin. It is nothing more than adultery against God.
Do we view sin that way?
I don’t. I trivialize sin. I ignore sin. I excuse sin. I push sin under the rug. I keep it in the dark. I treat it as normal.
Oh that we would have a Biblical view of our sin. Oh that we would take sin seriously in our lives, that we would rip it into the light, that we would no longer treat it flippant but rather treat it for the horrifying and disgusting offense against God that it is.
Church, for us to avoid spiritual whoredom, we must take the following proverb to heart.
Keep your heart with all vigilance, for from it flow the springs of life. - Proverbs 4:23
This verse is not about dating. This verse is not about guarding your heart from a perspective lover. This verse is about guarding your heart against spiritual adultery. Let the author or proclaimer of this proverb (King Solomon) be your warning. Despite proclaiming this proverb, Solomon didn’t guard his heart against the allures of this world, and his spiritual idolatry was ultimately his undoing (1 Kings 11:1-9 tells us the sobering tale).
Church, admit your sins. Take them seriously. Confess them. Drag them into the light. Don’t hide them any longer. Don’t be a whore. Have a heart wholly devoted to the Lord your God.
In His Name,
I have a little bit of leadership experience in my life. Not much, but some.
And I wrestle with it. I wrestle with what my role should look like, how I should speak, act, behave, and think.
I write about it quite a bit too. This post may sound similar to previous posts on my blog.
I think our churches need weak leaders.
I think our families need weak leaders.
I think our communities need weak leaders.
Let me clarify what I mean when I say that.
I think that right now in our present day and age, leaders are supposed to be strong, stoic, emotionless men and women who are put on pedestals.
I experienced that big time in college. I had the opportunity to lead ministries on and off campus, speak in chapels, lead mission teams, etc. And there was almost always a weight (often self-imposed) to be strong, to be perfect, to uphold the image of whatever ministry I found myself leading.
As a matter of fact, what drew me to my now wife Jamie was that she never accepted that version of me. From the beginning of our relationship she would tell me that she knew there was more to me than my public image. She gave me the freedom to step down off the pedestal I had been put on.
I still feel that weight at times. I still have felt the expectation to not crack under the pressure of leadership.
Yet, when I look at Scripture, I see only one strong Man. His Name is Jesus. Every other character was broken. Every other person in the story had flaws and failures. Every other person was weak.
I just recently started looking closely at the book of Genesis. It’s a beautiful book. It’s not its own set apart story. It is the beginning of a much larger story that spans all of Scripture: the story of God’s redemptive work on behalf of and through His chosen, covenant people.
We quickly see just how insignificant we are. How weak we are. It’s counter-cultural. It’s certainly not going to be featured in any self-image, self-help blogs. But it’s the reality of our lives.
then the Lord God formed the man of dust from the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living creature. – Genesis 2:7
I am of dust.
Meaning, I am insignificant.
It also means that I am reliant upon God in everything.
Acts 17 echoes this.
The God who made the world and everything in it, being Lord of heaven and earth, does not live in temples made by man, nor is he served by human hands, as though he needed anything, since he himself gives to all mankind life and breath and everything. – Acts 17:24-25
One of my favorite prayers is “Thank You Lord for this day, thank You for giving me life and breath and everything else.”
It keeps going in Scripture though.
Look at 1 Corinthians 15.
For this perishable body must put on the imperishable, and this mortal body must put on immortality. – 1 Corinthians 15:53
One day our dusty, broken bodies will be replaced with spiritual, heavenly bodies that will not fade.
Until then, I believe that we need weak leaders. Not in the terms of timidity, cowardice, and the like, but rather in terms of confession, emotion, prayer, and admitting weakness.
1. Confess Sin
One of the worst misunderstandings in Christian culture is that pastors are supposed to be perfect. Yes, they are clearly held to a higher standard in the Scriptures, but there is only one holy man, and again, His Name is Jesus.
In my pedestal days at OBU, there was so much sin in my heart that I felt like I couldn’t take to anyone about (again, until Jamie). Which was again likely self-imposed. I bought the press of being different and unique in regards to sin.
I look around and literally bi-weekly, some famous pastor in our country falls into moral failure of some degree.
I combat that path by consistently and constantly bringing my sin into the light. I meet with a counselor/mentor a couple times a month, and I do my best to drag sin into the light.
When wise and applicable, I speak about sin struggles from the pulpit.
When wise and applicable, I speak about sin struggles to my students as well.
My hope and prayer is that no one in the church I attend ever sees me as perfect.
2. Admit Weakness
Until pretty recently, I thought I had to have all the answers and had to excel at every area of my job. Thankfully God has taught me that a true leader admits weakness. And honestly, it’s freeing. It’s freeing to acknowledge that I have a great team of volunteers around me that are way better at certain things than I am.
But think about how counter-cultural that is.
Our culture flocks to leaders that exude confidence and bravado, who act the part.
Saying “I’m weak in this area” is one way for me to acknowledge my dustiness.
3. Pray. Pray. Pray.
Lord help me for all the times I’ve acted like I don’t need You.
Prayer is the clearest proof of acknowledging weakness. It’s the clearest way to say “God, I need you for life, breath, and everything else.” This season of my life without a pastor has given me a new appreciation for how much I need Jesus. Every hour I need Him.
If you aren’t prayerful, you likely have bought the lie that you’re strong.
4. Don’t Be Afraid To Share Your Emotions
One part of American leadership that I’ve always wrestled with is the idea of stoicism. This is even more imposed on masculine leadership.
I acknowledge fully that I’m wired differently. I am an emotive person. But when I look at Scripture, I see more than enough room for emotions being displayed, even by those in positions of leadership.
Yes, wisdom and maturity are important. But acknowledging sadness, discouragement, fear, and the like is a practice that I have started to do with the team around me (I literally talked last night at youth about how I wrestle sometimes with my identity in Christ, how I get discouraged). And so far, none of them have told me that they no longer want to follow me. Maybe, just maybe, it’s refreshing to people.
I am imperfect at being weak.
But I do think that our churches, homes, and communities need more weak leaders.
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In His Name,
I’m no sociologist or anthropologist, but it’s easy to see that we live in a day and age where everyone pursues victimhood.
Those who have Republican leanings cry out as victims of a Democratic attempt to take over and destroy everything they hold dear.
Those who have Democratic leanings cry out as victims of an oppressive and tyrannical regime.
Obviously these are exaggerated to prove a point, that we are all prone to holding a victim mentality.
It is not just in politics. It happens in the sports world. Clemson football’s head coach spoke out about how the College Football Playoff Committee didn’t want them in it, how they were against them. In essence, how they were victims of an SEC-bias. You best believe that fired up his team.
It happens in even smaller things too.
This very morning at church I jokingly tried to present myself as the victim in my wife’s decision to not let us open Christmas presents a few days early.
Coming across as a victim has power in our day and age. People side with the victim.
Now, duh, there are very real victims of very real evil and wicked acts. Don’t get me wrong. But there are also innumerable moments where victimhood is claimed inappropriately and incorrectly.
I think it happens all of the time in the church.
We live in an age in the United States where Christians are crying out as victims just about daily. Petitions are floating around social media, boycotts are taking place, what isn’t persecution is decried as persecution. Everywhere I look, Christians are taking the role of the victim.
Toy Story 4 is liberal propaganda designed to subtly destroy the Christian view of sexuality.
Starbucks is persecuting Christians because they didn’t put Merry Christmas on their cups.
Netflix is persecuting Christians due to the abhorrent nature of some of their films and shows.
Our schools are persecuting Christians by removing certain Christian practices (prayer before sporting events, etc.).
These are all things I’ve seen (some less recent than others).
Is this inherently wrong?
Not necessarily. Although I would argue that most believers in countries that are actually physically persecuted for their faith would see our outcries of victimhood as interesting to say the least.
Is it forgetting some of the themes we see in Scripture?
You see, as followers of Jesus, in my opinion, we should never play the victim card. Meaning, we shouldn’t really be loud about the ways that we may or may not be ‘persecuted’.
It’s expected that we should be ostracized for our faith.
Look with me at what Paul says in his first letter to the Corinthian church.
When we are reviled, we bless; when we are persecuted, we endure it; when we are slandered, we respond graciously. Even now, we are like the scum of the earth, like everyone’s garbage. – 1 Corinthians 4:12b-13
Honestly, and I guess weirdly, this is one of my favorite passages. Because it first reminds me that the entire story of Scripture says that we are never going to be popular for following God. What our country has experienced the last few decades is unique. It’s almost unheard of in Scripture. It certainly wasn’t normative.
Now, the church is finding itself headed back towards its rightful place. The bottom of society. Considered by at least some as scum and garbage.
Again, the ‘persecution’ I outlined above is not really persecution in the slightest. I personally have never gotten wrapped up in the fact that a non-Christian culture doesn’t put Christian values at the forefront of all that it does. Why would it? And why is the church so overly concerned with the fact that it doesn’t?
Look at what Paul said.
When they were reviled (I’ve never been hated for what I believe. At least not to my face. The closest thing to that is a lady who was cutting my hair giving me a half second weird look when I said I was a pastor), they BLESSED. They didn’t scream for their rights.
When they were persecuted (real, physical persecution), they ENDURED it. They didn’t put their hope in petitions to the government.
When they were slandered, they responded GRACIOUSLY, not enraged and ready to fire back.
When they were treated like SCUM OF THE EARTH AND GARBAGE, they accepted their role.
Church, it’s time we accept our role. Jesus was mocked, spat upon, beaten, tortured, and put on trial. He never once cried out as a victim. He never once petitioned the powers that be. He never once fired back in rage. He just went lower and lower unto death. It’s time that we become willing to ‘share in his sufferings’ (Philippians 3:10).
Does that mean we become a quiet partaker in unfair treatment? Maybe. Maybe that is what Jesus modeled for us.
When he was on trial and asked if he was king, he said this. And it’s fire.
“My kingdom is not of this world,” said Jesus. “If my kingdom were of this world, my servants would fight, so that I wouldn’t be handed over to the Jews. But as it is, my kingdom is not from here.” – John 18:36
MY. KINGDOM. IS. NOT. OF. THIS. WORLD.
If it was, His servants would fight.
Since it isn’t, His servants will give their lives in love.
Church, let us love our community. Let us engage our culture. Let us seek to be the hands and feet of Christ. Let us give up our rights (just as Jesus did in Philippians 2:5-8). Let us be more concerned with whether or communities know that we love them than we are whether or not our communities value all that we value.
Let me end with this quote from Mike Cosper, one of my fave authors.
We don’t love our cities well by withdrawing and doing nothing. We also don’t love them well if we waste our lives with political arguments about who has victimized whom. No doubt there is a need for legal battles, a need to fight for religious liberty and freedom of expression. But just as important – perhaps far more important – there is a need for the faithful witness and faithful work of Christians in culture, putting themselves at risk for the sake of others and working in ways both great and small to make their cities more peaceful, flourishing places. – Mike Cosper
In His Name,
The word itself is enough to make most of us cringe. We often are scared of it and, if we’re being honest, being vulnerable with a friend is usually the last thing on our agenda. We assume that it will make us look weak, that people will judge us for the things we confess, or that any number of negative outcomes are possible. So, instead of stepping out in faith, we choose to be silent.
However, most of us desire community. And we should. The Lord calls us to pursue community and it is so vital to our spiritual growth. But, when we are asked to be vulnerable, we shy away, we change the subject, or we remove ourselves from the conversation instead of diving in.
Friends, this doesn’t work.
I have learned that you cannot have community without practicing vulnerability.
The Lord has been so gracious to bless me with some God-ordained friendships that have radically changed my life. I am so thankful for these relationships, but they require work. They require honesty. They require trusting that the Lord has placed the right people in your life. They require vulnerability.
Vulnerability is not comfortable and it is rarely easy, but I have seen firsthand the fruits of my labor, of my pursuit of vulnerability. I won’t tell you that being vulnerable is easier for me than the next person, but I have learned that it is essential and vital to the growth of God-ordained friendships.
I would love to tell you that vulnerability is easy when you engage in deep relationships with the people that you know God has intentionally placed in your life to be your community. However, to tell you that would be a lie. My heart still beats a little faster, my hands still start to shake, and I still laugh nervously every time I prepare myself to be really vulnerable.
I don’t know what vulnerability looks like for you. Maybe for you it simply means expressing how you feel about something to a close friend. Maybe it means confessing a sinful practice in your life that you need to be held accountable for. Maybe it means discussing your past struggles that you haven’t healed from or your anxieties about the future. This deliberate choice of vulnerability may feel like the hardest thing you have ever done. But, I can tell you that it is so worth it.
This, however, is not a guarantee that you will not be hurt. We are all human and we all, whether purposefully or not, let the people we love down. We speak before we listen. We don’t bite our tongue when we should. We say things we don’t mean. We are human. It happens in every relationship, and a God-ordained friendship in which you consistently practice vulnerability will not be void of these things.
BUT, it will push you to be better and do better. It will push you to grow in your faith and to pursue the Lord more fully. It will teach you how to love yourself, the Lord, one another, and others better.
When we choose vulnerability instead of silence, instead of surface-level relationships, we learn how to point each other to Jesus more. We learn how to hold each other accountable in our sinfulness. We learn what Biblical truths our friends need to be reminded of a little more often. The Lord can use others to pour into us much more when we are practicing vulnerability than when we choose to sit silent.
Pursuing deep, God-centered relationships is one of the hardest things I have ever done. It takes effort. It takes discipline. It takes energy and so much heart. And it takes courage to be vulnerable.
The Lord will use your vulnerability to grow relationships in ways that you could never imagine. He will supply you with just the right people in the most unexpected of times. He will do what only He can do, but the Lord cannot make us trust that He has put people in our lives for the purpose of vulnerability. He cannot choose to put in the work and the effort to grow and build a God-ordained relationship for you. He cannot be vulnerable for you. We have to do our part.
The Lord calls us to be in community and we cannot do that without practicing vulnerability.
My challenge to you is to look for the people that the Lord has placed in your life. Look for those people that God wants to give you a relationship with. It may be a person that you have known your whole life. It may be a person you have known for two months. The Lord loves to surprise us with beautiful things when we choose to look to Him, when we choose to look for His people. Look for and pursue those God-ordained friendships. When you find them, hold tightly to them. Practice vulnerability. It won’t be easy, but it will always be worth it.
– Mackenzie Knox
I want to be involved in church, but I don’t want to be around that person.
I want to serve on this team, but not if that person is in charge.
I want to engage with God’s Word, but not if that person is preaching.
I want a community of people to grow into Christlikeness with, but not if they’re older than me or younger than me or they go to private school or go to public school or vaccinate their kids or don’t vaccinate their kids. They better be just like me if they want to be in community with me.
Have you ever felt or thought any of these things?
If we’re real honest with ourselves, the answer would certainly be yes.
I definitely have. More often than I care to admit.
Here’s the deal though.
That doesn’t sound like love to me.
It just doesn’t.
To refuse to listen to preaching, or serve, or be in a small group because there’s someone you don’t like is about one of the least loving mindsets you and I can have.
Today I want us to be reminded of one of the more misunderstood passages in the New Testament. I’m talking about the love chapter, 1 Corinthians 13.
Let’s read part of it together.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices in the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. – 1 Corinthians 13:4-7
One of the most important steps of studying the Bible is understanding the context of what you’re reading.
Where have you heard this passage taught?
Most likely at a wedding. This is one of the classic wedding messages.
This isn’t sinful or heretical or wrong, but it does skew our view of what this passage is about.
If you open up your Bible, you’ll see by looking around the immediate context of this passage that this is not primarily about romantic love. It’s about congregational love.
This is a description of what love should look like in the church. The last time marriage was mentioned is in chapter seven. A lot has come up since then. Just previous to this chapter is a long discussion by Paul about the role of spiritual gifts and diversity in the body.
The body of Christ.
This text is not about romantic love, it’s about congregational love.
How we doing?
How are our churches doing at this?
How are you doing at this?
I recently read a quote that was pretty abrasive.
God is looking for mature men and women to carry on His work, and sometimes all he can find are little children who cannot even get along with each other. – Warren Wiersbe
Talk about some convicting stuff.
Do we exemplify mature or childish behavior?
I’ll tell you, there’s much room for improvement in my life when it comes to loving the body like Paul teaches us to here in this passage.
I’ll be honest, my heart breaks when I hear of petty disagreements, turf wars, drama, disunity, cliques, and all the like. My heart breaks when I’m culpable in such matters.
We are called to be patient and kind. To all people. We are called not to be jealous of others. We are called to not be prideful.
We are called to not be self-seeking. The church isn’t about what any of us can gain from it. It is about what we can give to it. If anyone had the right to be self-seeking, it was Jesus. The whole universe was his. But instead of taking from the people of God, he gave his life for the people of God. Are you trying to create your kingdom of sand in your church, or are you giving your life for it?
We are called to not be easily angered. Let’s be honest with ourselves. What is at the root of the issues that fire us up? Is it about the glory of God and health of his church, or is it about our own egos or preferences?
We are called to not be a keeper of wrongs.
This does NOT mean that you are to be a welcome mat, treated poorly over and over.
This does mean that you shouldn’t hold a grudge, but instead you should forgive them. This isn’t an easy process, it doesn’t happen in an instant, but it is what you’re called to do.
Regardless of what someone in the church has done to you, it is a far cry to all you’ve done in your rebellion towards God, which was forgiven by the sacrifice of Jesus on the cross.
Reconciliation is the desired end result here.
Divisions and disunity, cliques and squabbles, pettiness and immaturity. These grieve the heart of God.
Love protects, trusts, hopes, and perseveres.
Before you think that this is an idealistic view of the church, let me remind you what the church in Corinth was like. This was a messed up place. Yes, more messed up than the church you left or the church you’re in. There was incest that wasn’t being addressed, and the people were suing one another in the church. I’d say that’s some pretty grotesque and intense stuff.
Yet, Paul doesn’t give them a way out here.
He doubles down and tells them to love one another. To be the body.
I’ll be honest, few things break my heart more than seeing the people of God full of hate for each other. Sure, there are people you will get along with better than others. There will be some that you never have a deep relationship with. There will be some that are not easy to get along with.
You know what?
You’re still called to love them.
Let us all set an example for the world around us of a people who aren’t petty, who aren’t angry, who aren’t envious or self-seeking. Let us be different. Let us be loving.
In His Name,
About a year ago I moved to a town where I had no friends other than my soon-to-be husband. Although we were thrilled to be living in the same town after almost two years of long distance, my whole concept of community was changing. Suddenly, “community” didn’t look like five 21 year old girls, five spoons, and a pazookie. Community didn’t look like living in the same building as two hundred other girls on a campus full of people who were approximately the same age as me and roughly in the same stage of life as me. I moved to a town where there are very few people my age and in the same stage of life as me.
In school, you can pretend to have community even if you don’t. The people around you are at least similar to you in some way. Then you graduate. You go to work, come home, and then what? There’s no club meetings… no events… no wandering down the hall to find someone to hang out with.
You have to work for community.
My friendships now don’t look the same as before. We don’t eat every meal together or hang out every weekend. They are moms and some of them are even old enough to be my mom! But you know what? They show up. They check in. They encourage and share wisdom.
College spoils you. It’s so great, but it spoils you! Friendships and community won’t look like that your whole life! And sometimes that is hard. But you find people who share in the important things – people who will help when needed and celebrate when needed!
Matching pajamas and pazookie nights are great, but community changes just as the seasons of life do. When I let go of what I think friendships should look like at this stage of life, God provided me with great friendships that spur me on toward what is good.
To all of you college peeps out there… soak it in. But make it about more than just fun. Find encouragers and supporters and people who push you closer to Christ. Those relationships last.
To graduates… trust the Lord to provide you with community… and then get involved in a church. You may have to let go of some expectations about what you think your friendships should look like and that’s okay. God knows our desires and our needs and He will provide. But also don’t forget that He is the ultimate companion and can provide all that you need. If it is taking a long time to find your community, be patient and lean into Him.
When I had no friends, God brought me a community more caring, wise, and encouraging than I’ve ever known! And I am so thankful.
– Jamie Roach
When you think about a symbol for evangelism and discipleship, what comes to mind?
Some of us might think of the cross, for it is central to the message of the gospel.
Some of us might think of the pulpit, where faithful preachers exposit the Word of God week in and week out.
Some of us might think of a Bible or Bible study, since the study of its truths is crucial to the growth of the believer.
I would argue however that the table is a symbol for sharing our faith and deepening our faith.
I believe that sharing a table with others is the most effective conduit to discipleship.
I would argue that this was Jesus’ methodology as well. While He surely taught in public via parables and sermons, sharing a meal with others was a large part of His ministry. Consider the following verse in the Gospel of Luke:
The Son of Man came eating and drinking, and you say, ‘Here is a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners.’ – Luke 7:34
In the passage where this verse is found, Jesus is calling the Pharisees and religious leaders out for their lack of faith in and allegiance to Jesus. Then he proceeds to tell them what He came doing: eating and drinking.
Again, I am not trying to detract from His preaching and His miracles. These are profound and show us that Jesus was the most unique man to walk the face of the earth, the very Son of God.
Yet, sharing a table with tax collectors and sinners was a clear part of His ministry. The Lord’s Supper, the ordinance that we use in our churches to reflect upon the sacrifice of Christ together, obviously happened around a table as well.
What does this have to do with us?
How can we live like Jesus in our communities, specifically when it comes to eating and drinking?
In His book, Surprise The World (Get it. Its call to simplicity when it comes to sharing our faith is refreshing. This blog is more or less his teaching in my words and experiences), Michael Frost calls every follower of Jesus to share three meals a week with someone in their community.
When I reflect on my life in just this past week, almost every conversation about faith has come around a table, while eating good food with others.
- At Burger King in Wichita Falls, I talked with my dad about marriage and ministry while chowing down on some Cini-Minis.
- At Braums in Vernon, I met with a student who is about to graduate and head off to DBU. We laughed together, talked about Avengers, and read a book about how the gospel should dictate our thoughts and actions.
- While eating Pizza Hut (I’m not sponsored, but I wish I was) with some members of my local church, we talked about the Lord’s Supper and how to build stronger community together.
- While eating a burger at a local restaurant, I spoke with a friend about how we can better serve one another in love, and rejoiced together about the professions of faith his children were making.
The table can serve as a bridge between people who might not otherwise spend time together. There is something intimate about sharing a meal. Jesus ate with those who were seen in their society to be the worst of people, and because of this He was accused by the pharisaical religious leaders of the day of being a friend of sinners.
Share a table with someone who looks different than you. Someone who has a different background. Someone who votes different than you. Someone who doesn’t walk with Jesus.
There is so much hate in our world, much of it propagated by well-meaning church-goers who don’t have the humility to just listen.
Just a reminder: in heaven there will be Republicans and Democrats, Cowboys and Redskins fans, Texans and Oklahomans, those who vaccinate their kids and those who don’t, homeschoolers and public schoolers, prostitutes and church secretaries, murderers and church choir members, heroin addicts and weekly Sunday school attenders, Baptists and Charismatics, Americans and former members of ISIS.
Your political party, choice of education for your children, race, wealth, or even country do not give you favored status in the eyes of God.
What conversations are you having?
What type of rhetoric are you putting on Facebook?
Don’t be a man or woman of hate.
Instead, share a table.
Eating with someone is not agreeing with 100% of their lives.
Somewhere along the way we have thought that distancing ourselves from any sign of unholiness is the best witness. We would condemn Jesus super fast, just like the Pharisees, for associating with sinners, wouldn’t we?
But association is not condoning sin. We must allow the holiness given us by Christ to shine through. When we’re like everyone around us though, we have gone too far the other way (as I blog about often).
I believe with all of my heart that long before we invite people to church on a Sunday morning, we should invite them into our homes to share a meal with us. Relationships draw people into the community of faith, not Sunday morning services. How could they? We are told in Scripture that we will be known by our love, not our dynamic preaching or bass lines or hymns.
Before you invite to church, share a table.
You may not be the most hospitable person. The thought of opening up your home may terrify you. Well, then, do what I do. Go out to eat.
If you can though, have people in your own home. You don’t have to have an immaculate home. Acknowledging an imperfect, sometimes messy home can be just as refreshing to a guest as acknowledging our imperfect, sometimes messy minds and hearts and lives.
If you want to have a life and heart transformed by a missional mindset, start sharing a table.
In His Name,