God Takes Up Residence

But if God himself has taken up residence in your life, you can hardly be thinking more of yourself than of him. Anyone, of course, who has not welcomed this invisible but clearly present God, the Spirit of Christ, won't know what we're talking about. But for you who welcome him, in whom he dwells—even though you still experience all the limitations of sin—you yourself experience life on God's terms. It stands to reason, doesn't it, that if the alive-and-present God who raised Jesus from the dead moves into your life, he'll do the same thing in you that he did in Jesus, bringing you alive to himself? When God lives and breathes in you (and he does, as surely as he did in Jesus), you are delivered from that dead life. With his Spirit living in you, your body will be as alive as Christ's! Romans 8 (The Message)

Halford Luccock once wrote,

It is always a tragedy when God gets into the past tense. Yet, that can so
easily happen in the life of a person and a church. It is not that we deny
the existence of God…Too often we have no stirring consciousness of
God being here…(now)…..in us….among us….quickening and
empowering us.

God – in us….among us…..empowering us…..For 21 centuries this experience has been given a name: The Holy Spirit. As one creed says so well: “We believe in the Holy Spirit: God present with us, for guidance, for comfort, for strength…” Come, Holy Spirit. Come!

Still In ONE Peace,

Jon(themethodist)

A Church On The Move

So what does it take to move a church from its 57 year old resting place to a new location? Well, you can ask officials at North Carolina Central University in Durham. That's because Holy Cross Catholic Church, one of the oldest African American Catholic Churches in the state, is moving from its former resting place on Alston Avenue to a new home on the corner of Formosa Avenue - two blocks away. I am amazed that a stone structure can be moved at all, much less in one piece, but such is the case with this historic structure. This causes me to reflect on the tendency for churches to become

immovable, unchanging and unwilling to adapt. Someone has noted that the mantra of many churches is: WE'VE NEVER DONE IT THAT WAY BEFORE! How is it possible that a movement that started 21 centuries ago under the name of THE WAY can become like the sign on a small town church cemetery gate? The wrought iron fence of the cemetery contained a message to aid drivers, but a prophetic message for us as well: DEAD END EXCEPT ON SUNDAYS. What will it take to move us out from behind closed doors for fear of _____? Yesterday a ministerial colleague told me about a providential trip he made the same day to a local pawn shop. His practice is to wear a clergy collar when he makes hospital visits. The stop at the pawn shop was to help pay a utility bill for a family in need, but the results of his visit were monumental. The collar made him enough of a target to enter into a 40 minute conversation with two persons in the store. In actuality, he was given a 40 minute opportunity to join Jesus in a pawn shop. The dialogue (witness) which ensued is one he hopes to build on in the days and weeks to come. Through his experience, Wesley's words, "The world is my parish." have taken on new meaning for both of us. What does it take to move the church from a specific address to a mobile, merciful, missional influence?? The answer is as close as the mirror in your bathroom. Take a long look and you'll see the answer.....

The church is not a building.
The church is not a steeple.
The church is not a resting place.
The church is a people

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In Christ,

Jon(themethodist)

Rebuild?

In December I traveled to Biloxi/D'Iberville, Mississippi, and witnessed the state of affairs since the hurricane altered reality for so many almost five years ago. This photo stands as a reminder of the norm more than the exception. In this neighborhood, the neighbors are all but gone. The houses which once were homes are slow in returning. Lot after lot looks just like this......Sidewalks...leading to steps....with porches.....and nothing attached. There are decisions to be made, and there are decisions already made. Those without adequate insurance whose busineeses closed as a result of the storm have moved away.....trying to start anew...... somewhere. Others have stayed in the area, but are losing hope of a day when a house can once again be attached to their sidewalk and steps. This seems to take the spit and shine off of "The American Dream", huh? In the 6th chapter of Nehemiah we read of the Hebrew leader (Nehemiah) who is exiled with his people in Persia. The city of their faith (Jerusalem) has been left desolate and fallen in disrepair since their captivity. But one day Nehemiah gains the favor of the Persian King. Soon he finds himself returning to the "homeland" on a mission from God. Job #1 is restoring the broken down walls which surround the city. He enlists the aid of many in his quest for restoration.

As with any mission there are detractors within and without. It's the outside detractors who pose Nehemiah with the greatest challenge. There are those who stand to profit from the plummeting real eatate values if the market remains in a state of disrepair. And so it is in the 6th chapter that Nehemiah is called by these detractors to leave his mission and come to meet with them on the plains of Ono. Nehemiah's famous response to their unholy plans is classic

:I am doing a great work and I cannot come down. Why should the work stop while I leave it to come down to you?

The Raleigh District pledged to the people of D'Iberville that we would not come down until the great work we are partnering in is finished. There are temptations to do so, but we press on in this mission to rebuild. In the months and years ahead I hope many will join those who are steadily taking on this monumental task. Will you join us on the wall???

Still In ONE Peace,

Jon(themethodist)

Theology of The Hammer

What a great day for a Habitat For Humanity house dedication! This morning at 10am the churches comprising "The Power of Seven" gathered on Pineview Drive in Garner for a celebration of the completion of the Karogi family's new home. The driveway was practically full of participants as Veronica Bitting and the Wake Habitat leadership guided our time. The congregations of 1st UMC Garner, 1st UMC Fuquay-Varina, Hollands UMC, Holly Springs UMC, Mt Zion UMC, St Andrews UMC, and Sunrise UMC linked their hearts, hands and resources to make this dream come true for a family that arrived in the Triangle only three years ago from their homeland of Kenya. All the pastors were present and several members from each church. The Mayor of Garner, Ronnie Williams, and a Town Council member were present as well. It was a day of dreams celebrated and lots of laughter shared. These seven congregations are to be commended for pointing the way. Today we celebrated the connection of UMs in the best of ways. What would happen if the other churches in our District decided to do the same? What is possible when churches choose to partner intentionally for the sake of others???? As we concluded our dedication celebration and worship, all who gathered shared in the following affirmation. I hope it challenges you in the same ways it is challenging me.

May God bless us with discomfort at easy answers, half truths and superficial relationships so that we may live deep within our hearts. May God bless us with anger at injustice, oppression and exploitation of people so that we may work for economic justice for all people.

May God bless us with tears to shed for those who suffer from pain, hunger, homelessness and rejection so that we may reach out our hand to comfort them and to turn their pain into joy, and may God bless enough with enough foolishness to believe that we can make a difference in the world so that we can do what many claim cannot be done.

Still In ONE Peace,

Jon(theMethodist)

Following Jesus?

Nathan Nettleton, creator of LaughingBird worship website, offers the following thoughts from a sermon he preached in his native Australia in the late 90s. They seem very fitting as we move from Palm Sunday toward Easter. I hope you find them to be God-breathed and focusing as Holy Week begins for us all.

“…some wise philosopher once said, “Today’s rooster is tomorrow’s feather duster.” One day you’re riding the crest of the public opinion wave; the next day the wave is well and truly broken and you’re the wipeout. Public opinion can be remarkably fickle…….

it’s easy to cheer for Jesus, to wave palm branches and to sing praises in the gathered assembly. It’s not difficult to join in the singing here each Sunday morning and honour Jesus as Messiah and King of the Universe. But there’s a lot more to following Jesus than just cheering from the sidelines.

What do those praises mean when (we are) behind closed doors and away from the public eye? (We) can sing in here “I want you more than gold or silver,” but how do those words affect (us) when (we) get to work, and love and justice don’t turn a profit or put (us) in line for a promotion? Do (we) honor him with (our) actions or capitulate and crucify him? What do all the words of commitment mean when it comes to working out how (we) commit (our) time and (our) money? What do those words mean when (we) find yourself in a group of sophisticated and successful people who are discussing what a loser and a fraud Jesus Christ was and how his followers have only ever caused misery and bigotry in the world? Do (we) praise him with (our) lips or crucify him with (our) compliant silence? “

Still In ONE Peace,

Jon(the methodist)

The Original Sin Eater

In Francine Rivers' novel, The Last Sin Eater, we meet a village of 19th century Welsh immigrants who make the Appalachian mountains their new home. In the village there is a young girl named Cadi Forbes. She is haunted by the death of her younger sister; a death she feels responsible for.

The immigrants have brought with them an ancient Celtic ritual - the Sin Eater. Cadi approaches the person who embodies this role, begging to be absolved of her sins. But when all is said and done - even the Sin Eater can't free the girl from her misery. The village is then graced by a stranger whom they come to call The Man of God.


As they talk by the River bed Cadi shares her woes and The man of God offers her an alternative reality.....

"Cadi" he says, as he clutches his Bible, "there are some sorrows so deep that only God can touch them. No mere man can take away your sins, child. You see, there's already been a sin eater, The Original Sin Eater, that the Lord God sent a long, long time ago. He was sent to take away all of our sins, once and for all.....
"Will you tell The Sin Eater how sorry I am?" asks Cadi. "Will you ask him to forgive me?" "Beautiful girl, you just did. Now your heart is washed clean of all the dark marks that this world or you have ever given to it." As she hugs the man of God, she asks, "Does he have a name?"
"Yes" , replies the Man of God..................."His name is Jesus......"

Taking The Form Of A Servant

"Taking the form of a servant..." These are words found in Philippians chapter 2. Scholars have pointed out that these are some of the words from an ancient hymn text; words inserted intentionally in Paul's letter to the Christians in this ancient city in northern Greece.. These words are significant because they refer to Jesus. Jesus....the servant. These words would seem odd when describing some, but not when speaking of Jesus. The real question for each of us is does the word servant seem odd when attached to our own names?? In The Last Lecture, Randy Pausch recounts the following story from his teenage years.

When I was fifteen, I worked at an orchard hoeing strawberries,

and most of my coworkers were day laborers. A couple of teachers

worked there, too, earning a little extra cash for the summer. I

made a comment to my dad about the job being beneath those

teachers. (I guess I was implying that the job was beneath me too.)

My dad gave me the tongue-lashing of a lifetime. He believed manual

labor was beneath no one. He said he'd prefer that I worked hard and

became the best ditch-digger in the world rather than coasting along

as a self-impressed elitist behind a desk. I went back into that strawberry

field and I still didn't like the job. But I had heard my dad's words. I

watched my attitude and hoed a little harder.

Jesus must have heard his Father's words as he lived and died among us.....a servant who humbled himself and became obedient unto death...even death on a cross. Thanks be to God!

Still In ONE Peace,

Jon(the methodist)