As a pastor in a local church, many things occupy my mind. It is a multi-layered pursuit, to put it mildly. One thing that is always running in the background, amidst the phone calls, the budget crises, the conversations with troubled members, new visitors, community meetings and the like, is the macro question of "the church." What is it? What is it for? I have a couple of friends who are pastors and from time to time we just look at each other and say, "Okay, give me the speech again! What is it we're doing? Tell me again why this is important!" And we listen as the other recites the reasons for what we do. Normally, when I am the inquirer, I listen, patiently, and am usually statisfied. I recognize in my friends words, themes I know to be true. I just needed to hear it again. Mostly to know I am not alone in my struggle.
I recently had a conversation with a colleague along these lines, though not quite as desperate. We were talking about the fragmentation of life in L.A. (though we didn't use those words). We talked about how people have their social circles, their employment, their kids, even their deeds of kindness, that they are commited to. To ask them to take an interest in church feels like just one more thing to add to the laundry list of causes and good intentions that crowd their days. I expressed my desire that the church be the metanarrative (though, again, I didn't use that word) in which all the other important pieces of life find their true place and meaning. Clearly we don't want people to value family life less. In fact, the opposite is true. Though most of the time we make our people (and especially our leaders) choose between the church and their families (a whole separate issue to be discussed, I suspect). I have always dreamed of life in Christ's body being the integrated thing that I hear Paul descibing and rejoicing over. But, I digress...
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