COMMUNITY

Below are two thoughts about the same idea.

From different times.

From different people.

About ninety years apart.

They both make us ask questions about ourselves.

In a world that is as torn as ours, can we be woven back together?

Is our heart willing?

Will we put action to our words?

I know that we can be better.

You can lean on me, if I can lean on you.

(Eugene Park – The Folly of Looking For Community) “We now treat community like a stop at Chipotle. You can curate your community, just like your burrito, down to your exact preference. In turn, our nation and churches have become more polarized and tribal than ever before. Turning community into a consumer commodity has led to what the The New York Times has dubbed, 'The Golden Age of Bailing'. If community is 'found,' it is just as easily left…Many of us choose to be architects rather than builders of our communities, dreaming up an ideal church rather than committing to a real church. Yet the more we clutch our own blueprints rather than embrace the people God has placed in front of us, the more grief we will bring to ourselves and to them... Consumer approaches to 'finding' community naturally favor the easiest and smoothest route....Yet it's only through effort, sweat and tears that anything worthy is built...Any genuine community will have to work through conflict.”

(Dietrich Bonhoeffer) “Those who love their dream of a Christian community more than they love the Christian community itself become destroyers of that Christian community.”

INVITED

Being INVITED to a table is an important gift.
It carries with it some understandings.
There’s nearly always a fleeting moment when I sit at a conference table as an INVITED person that I’ll glance around the table and think that my input must be valuable in order that I would be INVITED.  
AND I think well of myself.  
I don’t think there’s anything wrong about that. 
I also experience a sense of being grateful.
AND then, those thoughts are quickly chased away, as I look around the room again and think…
Who is NOT here? 
Who is NOT at the table and should be? 
And WHY ARE THEY NOT HERE? 
Finally, I become fairly convinced that there are others whose input would be more valuable than mine, at the table.  

And my last thought is, How can I step away from my chair and have them sit in it?

Heavy Grace

I have been praying this morning for a "heavy grace" to fall upon some that I love.

Some whose names and faces continuously wade through my spirit.

These are people He has entrusted to me to care about, to care for.

I don't know that this is a term theologians will appreciate, 

but here's what I mean by "heavy grace."

It's "heavy" in order that it cannot be disregarded.

It settles on people like a weighty, warm blanket.

It's "grace" in order that it be understood as a gift, 

          as a release, as security,

                            not condemnation.

Here's why I pray this way...

I believe that there's a voice inside of us, that wants to say, 

                                        "See how good I can be, all on my own!"

And there's another voice, outside of us, but speaking into us, that quietly says,

                                        "That's not the point."

So, we come at it from another angle. 

                     "But see how much better I am than most of the others!"

               And the response is, "That's still not the point."

Then we fail, and in our desperation cry out,

                     "I'm in trouble, 

                            I've made a mess of things. 

                  I've hurt others, and I can't fix myself,

                      let alone the messes I've made.  

                                      I NEED HELP!"

And that voice outside, once more speaks gently into us,

                             "THAT...IS THE POINT."

There it is.  Arms that we can fall back into; 

                                 
a trust fall at the point of our realized need.

                                        AND HE ALWAYS CATCHES US. 

Paul said, "...but He has said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you[My lovingkindness and My mercy are more than enough—always available—regardless of the situation]; for [My] power is being perfected [and is completed and shows itself most effectively] in [your] weakness.”Therefore, I will all the more gladly boast in my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ [may completely enfold me and] may dwell in me."

Heavy grace.

    

His Table

It's not woke.

It's not even new thought.

It was there in the beginning. 

And it will also be so in the end.

Decades ago, (1964 to be exact) there were those in our church family, 

who did their best to put it as straight-forward as they could.

(Here it is: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jo6E4LJMvJc&t=77s)

It was recorded alongside a collection of documents, 

in effort to remind us of the way, in times like these.

To represent the heart of the one who made us all,

                  in his image.

                        And invited us ALL

                                           to his table.

(Thank you to those at Hillside who bring us this visual reminder.)