We are a little over a month removed from the church burning down. The dust has settled some, but the pain is still there. I had a dream last night that we were in our church sanctuary having some sort of worship service. It was a strange dream because I couldn’t get the lights to work right, which was presumably a result of the fire. Dreams never make sense. I woke up with sadness again because of what has taken place. The kids and teens are still processing this also. My kids still ask about the church and about different parts of it. My 3-year-old said that his nursery is at the dump. Yet, there are blessings in the pain. Let me share a couple here today.
We are working together in ways we never would have been otherwise. We now have to set up chairs and sound equipment each week. This involves working together and coordination together. Relationships are being developed and grown.
How would you do ministry if you didn’t have a building? We don’t have one, so we are thinking a lot about how we do what we need to do. We know we are called to make disciples. How we do that is not as obvious. We have been forced out of any ruts we might have been in. This does end up being a blessing, even when it is n’t easy.
We are still seeing people ask about us and offer help. This allows us to share with the community about the God we serve. For years we have been the “Jesus church on the hill” to many people. Now the building is gone and the community realizes that they miss it.
Here is an article I wrote for the Christian and Missionary Alliance website — A Different Way (opens to a new window)
God is not done with us yet. We know He has a plan and purpose in this all. It is still incredibly sad. I have found this has really thrown me off. But God is good and we are making progress as we look for the blessings in adversity.