Thoughts on a Church Building
As some of you know our church, “The Point”, came to an end recently, for at least a month. What is certain is that our building is sold, (Which we knew was coming) and we will no longer meet Sunday Mornings at the building formally known as ‘The Point’.
Over the last week, I have had the…. uh…. privelege? to see this unfold. To see how people react, and to see how people handle themselves. I understand some of the confusion, and I even understand being upset. I spent many hours up there, working, trying to fix things, hanging out, praying, thinking. That place was like my second home. (And really was Andrea’s)
All week on Facebook, I have seen statuses similar to ‘whoever’s name “Misses The Point”‘. I have to agree. We are missing the point. We are upset about a gathering place. We are upset about a building built by hands even though the scripture tells us, “.. God does not live in a building built by hands.” Somehow we still insist that he does.
I’ve heard, (first hand) a lot of assumptions and attacks launched against our Pastor, for a decision God laid on his heart. People saying that they know it wasn’t God. (wow) I’ve heard people tell blatant lies, I have heard people get angy, upset, manipulative, and just plain silly. I’ll say this right now. I grew up on the streets, and I can say without a doubt I have a harder time trying to figure out who is trying to manipulate me in the name of God. If Jesus Christ were still in his tomb, he’d be turning in it.
With all of this going on, I have a peace. A peace that God is showing me his redemptive love. God is showing me that nobody is perfect. In all of this, God is showing me that I won’t lose my faith in him, and is showing me that with all change comes hurt, betrayal, and suffering. God is showing me that ‘Christianity’ is not a safe religion. (And he never said it was) God is showing me the undying love of Jesus Christ.
Through all of this, I have not lost faith in Man, because my faith was never in man to begin with. During this time I am reminded that we all have sin. I am reminded of Luke 18 9-14. I am reminded that in that story the tax collector went down among men, justified in God’s eyes.
Perhaps we can all walk away with something from that. Perhaps, as a community going through trials, we should all be standing on the mountain top, not even looking towards the Heavens, pounding our breasts, screaming out our sins and begging for forgiveness, instead of pointing out others.
So I encourage you to join me. I encourage you to beat your chest with me, screaming out our sins, and begging our Father for forgiveness. Begging God to redeem us all and our community.
Jesus, forgive me. I am a sinner! I have anger in my heart, and in the midst of sharing your love, I hold grudges. I judge. Lord, I need your love now more than ever, and I ask that you open the eyes and hearts of people who are hurting. I pray that the ones who are lost, become found, and Lord, I pray, in the ways that I am lost, I become found as well. Thank you God for this beautiful love story. Thank you for shining your light on the darkest situations. Thank You thank You thank You. God I love you, I love that You love me, even though I’m a rough, abrasive man. Lord. You’re just too awesome to comprehend.
-Amen.
