There is a lot on my mind and there is a lot off my mind. Does that even make sense? In the past few months I have experienced excitement, fulfillment, and absolute frustration, sometimes at the same moment. Ministry is tough. There is a battle going on for the souls of man and when we jump in to be a minister of the Gospel, well you know the devil is not going to just stand by and watch. I find myself wrestling with the Church — what is it and why don’t we look like it? I find myself looking at my own sinful heart and the hearts of those around me who claim to be followers of Jesus and I wonder — really? Don’t get me wrong, I am not trying to set myself up as some spiritual giant, I just wonder if when Jesus said “they will know you are my disciples by your love” what exactly He had in mind. It is true I see people loving each other — at times. It is true that some of the most amazing examples of this I have seen in the lives of some of our missionaries who have gone to difficult places because they love the people there. Is that what it looks like? What if the church really loved like Jesus?
In the past three months I have seen some really difficult things in our community. I have seen people die suddenly, people attempt suicide, people drink themselves to sleep at night, and others just trying to figure out what it takes to make it through one more day. Where is the church in all of this? Is the Church standing on the corner shouting at the world saying “you must change and be like us” or do we really have the love of Christ in our hearts overflowing to our communities. I believe that the Church is in each community for a reason and must actually engage in the mission there. I also am constantly challenging those around me to look at this community and consider how we as the Church might make this community a better place. It seems to me that when we start loving people where they are, then maybe they will want to hear what we have to say. The walls need to come down and we need to go to the world.
Recently I was at Council for the Christian and Missionary Alliance. During that time we sang a song many different times. So often I found myself unable to sing it because I was so moved by what it was declaring and in such agreement with the prayer for the work of Christ’s Church worldwide. The line was this:
“There is no power in hell or any who can stand. Before the power and the presence of the Great I AM.”
That image comes from an interaction God had with Moses. Moses wanted to know who would authenticate his message and God said “tell them I Am sent you.” That is so simple and so powerful. We don’t need any fancy methods, techniques, mission statements with clever words — we need the power of the living God. The gates of hell will not prevail.
The same is true when in our own personal lives we can’t seem to breathe. Who is it that has given me breath? Who is it that I submit my life to? The Great I Am. And I know I long to see the Church be the Church again as a living testimony of the power of the Great I Am. That means you and that means me.
Here is the song — Maybe it will minister to you like it has to me