Showing posts with label Cross Point. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cross Point. Show all posts

EAT, PRAY, LOVE--Three Ingredients of Biblical Community

You probably thought this blog post was something about the recent Julia Roberts movie of the same name ( I haven't seen it, but I'd like to--maybe tonight with my bride).

I was thinking this morning as I listened to this sermon about biblical community that the essence of this thing called community can be boiled down to these three things.

EAT--- there is something inherently special about sharing a meal together.  Other than the relationship between a man and a wife (those intimate moments), breaking bread is the most sacred thing you can do together with other believers. The sad reality is that we don't do this very often.  Due to our busyness and overscheduled lives, we do good just to cram some food down our throats on the way to the next event and the thought of having conversation and life exchange over a meal is dropped by the wayside.  What a shame that we don't take one of the easiest things to build community and just do it.

PRAY---Whew! This is another one that hit me this morning.  We just don't do this.  Oh, yes, when there is a crisis or there is trouble we circle the prayer wagons and go to town, but eventually we head back into our own self-centered lives and become internally driven instead of eternally driven.  I'm not talking about some over spiritual exercise, but the act of praying with someone else is also an intimate connection that cannot help but make the heart grow closer.  There is no pretense in a heart felt prayer.  It is the window to the soul.   Why don't we do this---is it that it just feels awkward and weird?

LOVE--Hold on now--this is the hardest one of all.  I'm a failure at this one big time and the sermon this morning talked about why we don't do this.  We are failures as human trying to love out of our own flesh and self-centered lives.  We don't become vulnerable with one another because we're afraid.  We don't share intimately because we don't trust.  We don't have deep community because we'd rather have "a gathering of convenient relationships"(not my quote--listen to the sermon) instead of an authentic biblical community that shares joys, pains and life on life experiences.  We'd rather settle for the "gathering of convenient relationships" than doing the hard work of "community"(speaking truth in love)  Believe me, I'm pointing the finger at myself this morning,but it sure explains a lot of what I've been feeling lately.  We (the Body of Christ) lack so much in this area.  Can we ever have true biblical community?

As Pete said " we were all created for community, for deep relationships and if we don't have those things we will find other things in our lives to take it's place"  We all know how that turns out.

When Faith Is Entagled in Your Dreams

Sorry for the absence from blogging the last few days, but we've been in the midst of our 125th Anniversary celebration here.  I've spent the days in the office, the night at the church and afterwards with the wild and crazy musicians.   No wonder I'm bushed.  It all comes to an end tomorrow and then back to normalcy (sort of)

During this week, I've tried to steal away a couple of minutes each day to collect my thoughts and process what I've been hearing from the speakers.  Before this week I was drawn to Cross Point (Nashville) Church and their series PLAN B.  You can listen to the series here

I'm about half way through the series and it's really good.  Pete Wilson (Lead Pastor) is walking through biblical stories of Plan B's (when the things of life that we thought would happen-didn't) and giving real life stories from his congregation.

Yesterday was an eye opener.  Pete stated that sometimes our faith becomes entangled in our dreams-thus, when our dreams don't come true or to pass, our faith diminishes.  Hold on--wait a minute, who let this guy in my office to call me out!  

Wow!  I just had to put down my pen and paper and weep for a moment.  That was me!

I've been a believer a long time and I guess I never had thought about this (though most certainly I had felt it's effects).   I'm a dreamer--I love to dream.  I dream of dreams--it's just who I am, and so naturally I chase after dreams too.  And ultimately, I've met the end of many dreams that never were to come to pass or to be fulfilled.  Pete nailed me--because I guess I had attached so many of these dreams to my faith--no wonder the let down and the anguish in my soul when these dreams don't pan out.   (I've even toyed with never dreaming again---that lasted about 3 hours).  Most certainly I confess that I wondered many times why God had dealt me this card or that card--and was he punishing me and teasing me with these dreams.

That explains the helpless and lost feelings that I've experienced in those moments. When I thought God had abandoned me, he hadn't-the dream was just never meant to be.  At least not for now.

I remember the line from Bruce Wilkinson's book THE DREAM GIVER.  My heart pounded as I poured through that book so fast.  When I reached the point in the book where I must give up the dream to pursue the dreamgiver--I wept.  I felt it so in my soul.  I knew that it was true--the dream must never be the journey, but the pursuit of the dream giver has to be the journey.

One of the songs we closed with tonight was SURRENDER by Mark James.  You know the line I'm getting ready to highlight

"I'm giving up my dreams, laying down my rights....for the promise of new life
I surrender, all to you, all to you."



So, do I give up on the dream... never! I just need to make sure that my faith in God is always stronger than my dreams. He's the dream giver.