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One of the many things I love about Jesus as we see him in John’s Gospel is the way he hones in on phony pretense and exposes it to the test of reality. In every conversation he seems to find … Continue reading →
If you’ve been tracking with my highlights from Mel Lawrenz’s book Spiritual Influence and maybe thinking you’ll skip the whole book and settle for my quotes…don’t. Part Three needs to be read…by everyone. You need to read it. Here’s what I think … Continue reading →
There is receiving in the speaking. I’ve always seen ‘speaking’ as something we give. A friend is discouraged; we offer a word of encouragement. We find a traveler on the wrong path; we provide a word of correction. I guess … Continue reading →
Last night, the hubs and I took a walk down memory lane to celebrate 18 years of marriage. We attended the Pearl Jam concert in Los Angeles. For those of you who know me in my real life, you can pick up your chins off the floor. I know I hardly seem like the type that would attend a Pearl Jam concert, let alone enjoy it.
I’ll admit, taking Jesus (in me) to a Pearl Jam concert can create quite an internal conflict. Did I love the music? Yes. Did I enjoy the lyrics, language, and general environment? Most definitely, I did not. I knew that Jesus in me was grieved for the prevalence of lostness all around me.
The grief went beyond just the depravity of those who can’t enjoy a concert without drugs, alcohol and other sinfully yucky stuff. My grief was one that had its eyes turned back to the church.
You see, it occurred to me as I watched this band rock out until there was nothing left that their performance would not have changed one iota if there was no one in the audience to watch. They love the ability to make music and they are passionate about communicating the meaning of their songs. Their god is music and they worship “it” like it matters. It wasn’t just a show…and that’s what made me sad.
Sad that the church has become so passionless about her God. Sad that we only worship when the show is on and people are there to watch. Sad that three and half hours of poured out worship were wasted on a god other than the One True God. Sad that most churches would not consider a three and half hour worship time because so few would consider it important enough to attend. Sad thinking that maybe those who attended without Jesus last night (and they were many) are devoted fans to a substitute god because the church has offered such a fake and boring representation of real worship. Sad that I’m convinced the band did not have one pre-concert conversation about being “relevant” and instead just presented themselves unashamedly as they are.
So when you take Jesus to see Pearl Jam, beware–He might show you more than you want to see. He might show you that your life has become passionless because you just live for the next show, rather than live to be the show (“Let your light shine before me in such a way that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven” Matthew 5:16). He might show you that the unregenerate have a greater passion than you do, though you claim to call upon the name of the Most High ( “Let them know that you, whose name is LORD–that you alone are the Most High over all the earth.” Psalm 83:13.) He might show you that you have been asleep and the time has come for you to wake up and make His glory known. (“Awake, my soul! Awake, harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn” Psalm 57:8.)