When the Fire's Gone...

Imagine the following scene: Cheryl has been given the honour of carrying the Olympic torch for part of its journey around the world prior to the Games. The flame is passed to her and she runs, the crowd cheers, her heart is full of pride that this is her moment. But somehow the flame goes out!

Still she runs, shrugging her shoulders. After all she still has the torch! But now the crowd has stopped cheering and are looking at her perplexed. She holds the torch higher hoping it will renew their cheering but ... nothing.

It is the flame that's important, not the torch. It's so easy to live our life like that: carrying the torch of a Christian identity, but missing the very flame that gives it its meaning and its poignancy.

I dwell a lot on the ups and downs of life, of Kingdom-living, of spirituality and motivation. There's been so many times when it felt like the fire was gone. The fire of God's presence, of my resolve, my spiritual passion, my love for God and for the Mission...

The thought for this stream of posts (Relighting the Fire) stems from an invitation (one issued often in the past 20 years by God's Spirit to Yours Truly): to revive that profound spiritual ardour that has perhaps waned - even died …

It's (I hope) also going to be an invitation to go beyond the passion you used to have for God or the level of intimacy you think you want and to explore the undiscovered territory where Jesus Himself intended to lead you when He first said to you: “Follow me.”

Matthew 5:23-26

I was reading this passage (get it out and read it; I'm not typing the whole thing in here!) and felt that God was speaking to the lazy pentecostal in me...

The message was: You don't fix things with God as a way of avoiding fixing it with the human involved.

The new faith is that relationships with people are far more important than religious practise. In fact, they ARE spirituality in many ways. Forget your pious prayers and recommitments, Pete. Go make things right with the one you wounded...

Blahs

The struggle of all disciples of Christ: “God’s in my world (or soul) and so is blah and blah and blah and blah. I wish one of the blah’s weren’t there. Then there would be more room for God and for me to concentrate on Him.”

But the times when I actively invite God Jesus the Spirit into ALL of it, interesting things happen. It coalesces, sometimes changes happen instantly (and sometimes they require a new campaign of metanoia, repentant action), I don’t feel so bad about myself.

Then the wheel turns and I shoulder him out of it again and on it goes.

We compartmentalise things constantly; it’s a human predisposition: maybe if we saw that we can't actually shoulder God out. Once we're His, we're His and He's always loving, always prodding, always challenging, always providing ... maybe we'd get over ourselves and just live with Him...

Go into all the ... parks and shout at people

I came across an article that makes me sigh with mild frustration.

Frustration because of the offensive way many of us Christians have decided to shout "good news" (you're all in danger of hell!) at any body who doesn't want to listen.

Mild because I've been bothered by this since the 1980s, but when I've mentioned it to most of my brethren, they've looked at me like I was blaspheming. So some of the fire's gone out of my indignation.

But's it's obviously still alienating the people it's aimed to bring closer. So to me, it's just a dumb strategy.

Back to the article ... Read it here, come back and share your thoughts. Maybe you think it's ok and you have a sensible rationale: I'll listen.

The Lord's Annointed?

I love this comment from Matthew Barnett (of the Dream Center):

“None of these guys (Abraham, David, Moses, Jacob, etc.) would receive ministry credentials today!”

We have a God who gives a lot more than just second chances; your fallenness, your sin, your wounds, your track-record - it doesn’t rob you of fruitfulness. These were men who met with God outside of "church", outside of formalised religion, outside of any "role" they had taken on in life. They did not filter their spirituality or relationship with God through their ministry assignment - they met Him mano e mano ... well, mano e God-o anyway... Because they didn't have to keep their reputations clean, they could face their failures and shortcomings squarely and openly when God confronted them. They were concerned about God's attitude to their sin rather than the opinion of other "leaders" (e.g. "Against You and You only have I sinned" - David in Psalm 51).

Having been a pastor, I feel so sorry for many of my brothers and sisters who have reputations to protect, images to uphold. And often neither is of their own choosing, it's a construct of the congregation or denomination.

The "successful" mega-church pastors, the perfectly-dressed and supposedly incorruptible televangelists, the ones whose churches dub "the Lord's Anointed" - I'm afraid I don't relate. Give me an irrational Simon Peter, a lustful King David, a bad-tempered Moses, a sneaky Jacob any day - each is a man who is real enough to authentically encounter God and show me the way to do the same...