It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas

I think it’s going to be Christmas tomorrow.

That sounds like a funny statement to make on the last day of August, but that is how I am trying to look at my circumstances.

When I was little, I loved the excitement of looking forward to Christmas Day. I was entranced with the sights and sounds of the season – lights, glitter, ornaments. What a beautiful way to celebrate Jesus’ birthday. After opening stockings and enjoying breakfast together, we all would troop to the living room. First my father would read the Christmas story, and then we would pray. After that, we would take turns opening brightly colored presents. And what is a present, after all, but a surprise wrapped up as a gift?

I often hoped for (and even prayed for) a specific gift, but I now realize that I received an abundance of special gifts…some that were expected, and many that were not. Sometimes the unexpected gift was the best one of all.

Which brings me back to my feelings about celebrating Christmas tomorrow.

For just over a year, Bruce and I have been waiting for God’s instructions as to the next step in our lives. We have prayed. Others – family, friends, many of you who read this blog – have prayed. We have tried to be patient, waiting to see how God would unfold our future. Mostly, we’ve been content and have grown through this season of waiting. But at times, I just have wanted to say, “I’m done, Lord.” In those moments, I’ve been impatient, wanting God to give us His answer now. And yet, I’ve also been fearful. Fearful of when He would answer and how He would answer, and (at times) even wondering if He would answer.

And now we come to the past few weeks. A church in another state is seriously considering Bruce for the position of preaching minister. The search committee has met with their final candidates (including us) and tonight the committee meets to discuss their conclusions. Their goal is to prayerfully decide which candidate is best suited to fill this vital role in their church.

Needless to say, we have been a bit anxious, wondering how this will turn out. But we recognize that God is in control; that He is unfolding His plan for us in His timing. (A year ago, we would have made a statement like this sincerely, but without truly understanding its implications. Now, because we are utterly dependent on Him, these words take on an entirely new meaning for us.)

As I sat down at my computer today, a feeling of dread began to shadow my heart. But then I thought of Christmas – of the joy and the expectancy and the sheer surprise of that special day – and I wondered if looking at our current situation through the lens of Christmas would help me understand God’s heart.

I know, with certainty, that our God gives good gifts. So I want to have that same feeling of “Christmas excitement” tomorrow, or later this week, when the search committee contacts Bruce. Whether the answer is “Yes, we are interested” or “No, we are choosing someone else”, I want to receive that answer as a good gift…as the best possible gift…from my loving Father.

Whether we move forward in the candidate process with this church, or whether we look for some type of work right here, my desire is to receive this surprise present as God’s gift, wrapped in His love, for us.

As I was writing this post, the words from “It Came Upon a Midnight Clear” popped into my head. This wonderful Christmas hymn…particularly the third verse…seems appropriate to our situation.

It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth,
To touch their harps of gold;
“Peace on the earth, good will to men,
From Heaven’s all gracious King.”
The world in solemn stillness lay,
To hear the angels sing.

Still through the cloven skies they come
With peaceful wings unfurled,
And still their heavenly music floats
O’er all the weary world;
Above its sad and lowly plains,
They bend on hovering wing,
And ever over its Babel sounds
The blessèd angels sing.

And ye, beneath life’s crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow,
Look now! for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing.
O rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing!

- Julie

Observations of a Church Nomad

It’s hard to believe that Julie and I left our former church one full year ago.

When we made the painful decision to resign, we also made the painful decision to stop attending the church. For many reasons, it is extremely difficult to continue attending a church where you have been serving on staff. And so…after nearly a quarter-century…we said goodbye to our church family and left behind many dear friends. Based on past experience, we knew that we would be able to stay connected to some of these people, but that other relationships would dissipate over time.

We also knew that our transition would last for awhile as we went “on sabbatical”, and then began the process of prayerfully searching for new ministry roles. In this situation, it did not seem wise to start investing in new relationships in a new community, only to disengage after a short time when we were called to serve in a new church.

So we have become “church nomads”. And what do church nomads do on Sundays? A variety of things:

• We have visited the church plants that I was connected to through Stadia. Many of these churches are wonderful places to worship, but few of them are geographically close to us, so attending is inconvenient. And though I have a relationship with the church planter, we do not have a relationship with the church. So we come and go as disconnected visitors.

• We have visited other churches in the area that are part of our national independent Christian Church network. In most cases, I know the pastor…but once again we are strangers to the congregation. We’ve tried to attend a few of these churches on a consistent basis, just to bring some sense of normalcy to our weekends, but it is hard to be a “regular visitor”. To simply show up, attend the service, and leave…week after week…produces a tremendous sense of emptiness. For us – both biblically and relationally – connection and community are a central part of what it means to be in church.

• We have visited other local churches of various denominations just to see what is happening in different congregations. We usually have been warmly welcomed, and in some cases even have had a collegial chat with the pastor…but it is clear that we do not belong.

• Sometimes, Julie and I just sit in our backyard and have “church” by ourselves. This avoids the painful reminder of being an outsider, but we recognize that this is a stop-gap measure at best.

As a result, over this past year, our small groups have become increasingly important. These groups provide us with community, interaction, and accountability. In these groups we are known, and in these groups we can practice “one another” ministry as the Lord desires. These groups have been a safe haven and a spiritual life-line during our year of sojourn.

But we continue to believe that God will open the door for us to return to ministry and to a full expression of Christian community within the context of a local church family. So even though our nomadic wanderings have been hard, we have used them as an opportunity to observe and learn…to see what various churches are doing to reach the lost and help them become disciples of Jesus.

We certainly have seen some healthy churches, both big and small. Sadly, though, such churches seem to be the exception and we have seen much that breaks our hearts. We have seen churches that are dying and do not realize it. We have seen dying churches that recognize their condition, but refuse to change. We have seen churches so out of touch with modern culture that visitors would think they had landed on a foreign planet. And we have seen churches so completely sold out to modern culture that they are barely distinguishable as a church.

Many churches in this latter group have fallen prey to what sociologist Christian Smith calls “moralistic therapeutic deism”; a uniquely American creed built on five doctrines:

(1) A god exists who created and orders the world and watches over human life on earth.
(2) This god wants people to be good, nice, and fair to each other, as taught in the Bible and by most world religions.
(3) The central goal of life is to be happy and to feel good about oneself.
(4) God does not need to be particularly involved in one’s life…except when he is needed to solve a problem.
(5) Good people go to heaven when they die.

Underlying this creed is a belief that all other theological and ethical considerations are relative; they are true only if they work for you.

So…needless to say…as I described in a series of posts back in June (“What Does A Spiritually Healthy Church Look Like?”), Julie and I continue to be concerned about the state of the church in America.

Which brings me to this past weekend.

We were invited to visit a church in another state, where I was being interviewed for a ministry role. We have been in discussion with this church for the last few months, moving through their selection process. Our interaction to this point had been positive, but all communication had been conducted via phone and e-mail. This trip was our first opportunity to visit the church…and in the midst of our nomadic wanderings, this community of believers was a breath of fresh air.

Based on all that we saw and heard, this church is healthy. Not perfect…just healthy. Biblical truth is being proclaimed from the pulpit. The church members truly enjoy being together, and they offer a warm and sincere welcome to visitors. The Elders tackle difficult issues through prayer, biblical study, and open discussion. The Elders, Deacons, and other leaders have very different personalities and viewpoints, yet they are able to disagree in respectful ways and work toward appropriate decisions without gossip and division. And they are deeply committed to reaching their hard-to-reach community with the good news of Jesus.

On Saturday, we participated in a two-hour interview where the Search Committee asked us probing questions. On Sunday morning, we visited the worship services and interacted with the people. On Sunday afternoon, we participated in another two-hour interview…but this time, it was my opportunity to ask questions of them. They were honest about what is working well and what has not worked well. They were open about the challenges and opportunities that lie ahead.

We flew home from the weekend exhilarated and encouraged, grateful that we had the opportunity to meet this vibrant and healthy group of believers. We are eager to stop being nomads and once again become an active part of a church family, and now we can visualize what this might look like. We do not know if we will receive a call to this particular fellowship, but we do know one thing for certain: we want to serve in a church like this.

- Bruce

The New Shoes

I bought a new pair of shoes a few months back. We were going away for a multiple-day business event and I wanted to look great; these new shoes completed the outfits I planned to wear. Now I know from experience that the first few outings with a pair of new shoes – particularly dress shoes – can be difficult. The shoes will be tight, they will create pressure points, and I will finish the evening with a few sore toes and maybe even a blister or two.

Knowing this, I should have purchased the shoes ahead of time so I could “break them in.” Since I didn’t, I promised myself that I would live with whatever pain came my way on the trip, and I packed lots of band aids so I would be ready.

What a price I paid! Knowing my weak spots, I put on some band aids the first day, even before any blisters appeared. But after just one hour my feet were asking to get those shoes off. I endured. A few hours later, they were swelling. It felt like my feet were begging to get out of the shoes. I endured.

At the end of that first day, my feet almost cried as I released them from their prison of pain. They wiggled, they spread, they did toe-touches to the floor – life was good for my feet!

But then came the second day and it was time to get back in the shoes. A few toes were okay – hardly murmuring at all. But one toe in particular had developed a blister, and even with two band aids in place, it was not a happy camper. It was really an endurance contest…and I wondered who was going to win: the toes begging for relief? Or the person who owned the toes (me)?

I decided to try and ignore the pain and discomfort, and I pressed on. I walked everywhere I needed to go during the meetings. I almost gave up, but I kept telling myself, “you’ve come this far…keep going.” So I went on…me and my aching toes…walking and hurting.

By the third day, things were a little easier. The blister wasn’t worse and the other toes were learning to deal with a little toe pinching. The shoes were starting to stretch and become more comfortable. So, by the time the meetings finished and we returned home, the shoes were fine and my toes were fine. I could walk without pain.

So the end result was wonderful, but the process was not easy. And much of the pain was self-inflicted.

This experience mirrors how I often have felt during this past year. God has been asking me to make some important life changes, such as learning to slow down and wait upon Him. In essence, He is asking me to “put on some new shoes”. In response, I have had to develop some new perspectives and learn how to respond in some new ways. These changes have not always been easy. Along the way, I’ve developed some emotional and spiritual “blisters”; some of them self-inflicted.

It’s always tempting to want to remove the pain by giving up. But – just as I must keep wearing the new shoes until they are comfortably broken in – I also must keep pressing on with God until the new habits He wants to instill are a comfortable and ongoing part of my life.

All of this takes time, and helps me understand why God sometimes moves more slowly than I would like. There is just no quick way to break in a new pair of shoes, just as there is no quick way to become a more faithful and mature follower of Jesus.

- Julie

Waiting Is Not Just About Me

The LORD's anger burned against Israel and he made them wander in the desert forty years, until the whole generation of those who had done evil in his sight was gone. (Numbers 32:13)

Just as each of us has one body with many members, and these members do not all have the same function, so in Christ we who are many form one body, and each member belongs to all the others. (Romans 12:4-5)

As a product of American culture, it is so easy to think that it is all about me. Particularly during times when God seems slow to act, or does not seem to be “meeting my needs” (as defined by me, of course), it is easy to start questioning and even complaining.

This weekend marks the one-year anniversary of my departure (and Julie’s) from the Eastside staff. And as of June 30, I’ve also wrapped up my ministry with Stadia. Needless to say, I’m eager to find another ministry. I do not like being unemployed. I cannot wait to feel productive in Kingdom service again. And from a purely practical standpoint, the financial reserves we are living on will not last forever, so we need to generate income. But the ministry search has been unfolding at an agonizingly slow pace.

I find myself asking, “Why me, Lord? Am I doing something wrong? Is there some unlearned lesson I still need to embrace?”

Now it’s true that waiting on the Lord always brings additional lessons, so almost every week I find that there is some new insight I can personally glean from this protracted journey. [The same is true for Julie. We are convinced that the vision for a women’s ministry center (described in the July 16 post titled “A God Sized Dream”) would not have come about, except that she was waiting…and listening…and seeking God.]

But the biggest lesson I have learned in recent weeks is that the reason for waiting often has nothing to do – at least directly – with me. As I ponder the verses written at the top of this post, I am reminded of just how interconnected we are with other people in the Kingdom of God.

The quote from Numbers in the Old Testament tells me that Israel disobeyed God and was forced to wander in the wilderness for 40 years. But was every man, woman, and child in that nation equally guilty? I seriously doubt it. In fact, we know that at least two men – Caleb and Joshua - were completely blameless and were exonerated by God Himself. Yet these two innocent men wandered…and waited…right along with the rest of their countrymen. And what about the children who were born during these years? They were completely innocent, yet many of these people grew up and spent their formative years participating in a season of waiting. Why? Because they were part of a community, and their lives were inextricably linked to the lives of others.

In other words: they were waiting…not because of something they did, but because of a season the community needed to experience.

The quote from Romans in the New Testament categorically states that I, as a believer, belong to other believers. Obviously, this is not a statement of “ownership”; it is a statement about the commitment and accountability required for meaningful community.

In many ways, this is a very un-American viewpoint, because I have been taught to prize my independence and my individuality to a fault. Independence is not necessarily a bad thing, but it must go hand-in-hand with interdependence and dependence. All of these qualities are vital, and must be held in balance (and in tension) with each other, for me to participate in community in a healthy way.

For example, even in the church, we speak (too much, in my view) of someone’s “personal relationship with Jesus.” This is true, but only in a very limited sense, because my personal relationship with the Lord intertwines my life with a faith community. A community that needs me to use my gifts and talents. A community whose gifts and talents I need. A community where we all are encouraged to live out mutual submission and encouragement and accountability. A community, in other words, where my season of “waiting” does not take place in isolation.

So I am realizing (belatedly) that my waiting is not just about me.

When our oldest daughter, Karina, moved to Portland last fall, it meant that she was no longer around to help with the wedding planning. She did what she could, but most of the planning fell upon Julie and me. If we had been working…rather than waiting…it would have been far more difficult to handle some of the unanticipated “bumps in the road” that took place in the weeks leading up to the wedding.

Our son, Matthew, is facing some major life decisions. In December, he will graduate from college. He also is in a very serious relationship with a wonderful young woman. Needless to say, he has profound questions about how the next few years of his life may unfold. Because he is going to school full-time, and working multiple jobs to meet his financial obligations, his hours are unpredictable and frenetic. Several times in recent days he has come home late at night, full of questions and eager to talk. Three nights in a row, we stayed up until 2:00 am. as I listened and responded. If I was working (and had to get up in the morning)…rather than waiting…I simply could not have been available like this to my son.

Because we have not been working, Julie and I have developed some new relationships that have enlarged our sense of community. We have had the time to meet with, pray with, and even serve our new friends. These things would not have taken place…apart from this season of waiting.

I’m even learning to see the slow job search through the richer lens of community, rather than through the selfish lens of “I want a job.” The number of open pulpits at churches is dramatically down this year because of the recession. Some pastors who had planned to retire cannot do so, because their retirement funds have evaporated. Some pastors who want to leave their established churches and plant a new church are electing not to do so until the economy recovers. Some churches have lost their lead pastor, and are choosing not to fill the position because giving at their church has declined. All of this affects me personally, because each of these situations represents a potential opportunity that will not come about. But these pastors are my colleagues; these churches are filled with my brothers and sisters in Christ. Rather than resent how their hardships may adversely (though unknowingly) impact me, I instead should pray for them…and trust that God will care for me in His time.

So as I try to accept God’s seeming slowness to bring about an end to this season of waiting, I’m learning…slowly…to respond in new and different ways. Instead of asking, “Why me, Lord?”, I’m trying to discern who I can encourage, who I can serve, and who in my circle of influence might actually benefit from this season when I am waiting.

- Bruce

Pursuing A God-Sized Dream

Over the last few months, my mind has been turning again and again to the frenetic pace at which I lived for so many years. As I talk to other women, I realize that this is a widely shared problem, because too many of us simply do not have good boundaries. As a result, we have become plugged in, wired, over-functioning, multi-tasking creatures who often drive ourselves into the ground and (sometimes) drive the people around us crazy.

Because of my concern for the way in which too many of us live, I’ve periodically had an idea to create a place where women could come for rest and renewal. Where women can unplug, relax, experience beauty and serenity, and draw closer to God. But this idea never took on any concrete form. It just continued to be a vague, unformed concept that I might pursue someday.

Then, last December, Bruce wrote a blog entitled, “My dreams for Julie” [see December 12, 2009 post]. I’m sure that at least some his thoughts were sparked by the comments I would make from time-to-time, because his dreams for me included this idea of a gathering place: a room of quietness and beauty, where I could meet with women individually and in groups to encourage them to have meaningful times of personal reflection and prayer. His dreams also included a place where I could write devotional articles that would address the deepest needs of women; a way to share my heart for ministry through the written word.

Needless to say, it meant a great deal to have my husband articulate this prayer of dreams that were important to me.

The months passed and these dreams simmered. They were ever present, but there was little change or activity. And then, one day in April while I was exercising at the gym, our loving Father in Heaven began just pouring plans – specific and concrete plans – into my mind. For the first time, the dreams started to become real as God gave me a clear vision…of rooms, gardens, and colors. A vision of ministry programs that would touch the hearts and souls of women. A vision for a quarterly spiritual journal that could help women read, reflect, and feel God’s touch.

Since that day last spring, the Lord has continued to feed me details about how to bring this vision to life. And – as Bruce has prayed with me about these details - he has agreed with me that this is a vision from God. So we are embarking on a journey of faith (another one!) by writing a ministry plan and a business plan. And as we write, we receive more and more specifics from the Lord. We find that we’re doing very little “planning”…we’re mostly “listening” to capture what God is revealing to us.

At this point, the dream has become large; so large that it is truly beyond our puny ability to implement. We’re not sure at all of the “how” and the “when”, but we feel compelled by the Spirit to keep moving forward.

It’s interesting that as the vision becomes more clear, the steps involved become more complex. I find this overwhelming at times, but Bruce reminded me the other day that we do not need to see all of the steps: we just need to have clear direction about the next step. So as we take each step, in faith, we simply trust that God will reveal the step after that…and the step after that.

At this point, our best guess is that the full implementation of the dream still is a couple of years away. We will have to form a new non-profit organization, raise funds, purchase a site, develop it, recruit staff and volunteers…the “to do” list is a long one.

It is easy for me to be fearful, or to wonder what God is up to. Fear can paralyze me, and make me believe that a God-sized dream cannot happen through me. But I realize that this is false; it is a lie that the enemy wants me to believe. So moving forward to capture this dream is teaching me to stand with God and to stand against my fears.

I can see this dream so clearly in my mind…and I now look forward to the day when this dream will be a reality.

- Julie

What Does A Spiritually Healthy Church Look Like? [Postscript]

My last three posts on the issue of a “Healthy Church” have generated more response than anything I’ve written so far on this blog. I’ve received numerous e-mails and comments from friends and ministry colleagues, all indicating – sadly – general agreement with my observations.

I also received some questions, so I want to clarify a couple of points:

1. In Part 1 of the series (posted on Jun 10), I provided numerous quotes or specific examples to illustrate the points I was making. Except where I specifically quote another person by name, these quotes all are comments that were personally made to me or were overheard by me. And all of the examples come from my own personal observations. I did not pull these illustrations from websites or other sources.

2. Despite increasingly feeling like a fish out of water in the current evangelical world, I am not planning on venturing into some other expression of the Christian faith.

In response to these posts, I’ve received some heart-wrenching comments from ministry colleagues. Here are just a few:

• A pastor who was terminated from his associate position said, “The senior pastor never asked if I was producing disciples, or if people’s lives were being changed. He simply fired me because my program was not growing fast enough. I was told, ‘You’re not making your numbers, so you have to go.’”

• Another colleague is in fear of his job. He was told to double the number of people in his ministry in a year. He managed to accomplish that (at great personal cost) and now finds that he is expected to continue doubling his ministry every year for the foreseeable future. He does not see any way he can keep up the kind of pace necessary to accomplish this goal.

 • One of my friends is having a crisis of conscience, because he feels he is sacrificing the essence of pastoral ministry to produce the numbers his superiors demand. He told me, “I had to make a hospital call the other day. An elderly man was undergoing a risky operation, and his wife had no one to sit with her at the hospital while her husband was in the OR. I chose to stay with her for several hours…but I knew that I would be criticized for not using my time ‘productively’. My superiors would have preferred me to spend this time making evangelistic calls on potential new members. I’m all for evangelism…but we need to balance that against the care of our members. However, under the current leadership, there is no balance. It’s all ‘grow, grow, grow.’ And everything I do must be ‘measurable’ and ‘scalable’ and ‘reproducible’ to keep the numbers going up. I regularly ask myself, ‘Are we a church or a business?’”

• A young pastor I know is two levels down from the senior pastor in his church’s organizational structure. He told me, “Our pastor has been at the church for four years and I’ve never had a one-on-one conversation with him. He doesn’t know me, he doesn’t know anything about my family. I’ve requested meetings with him, and I’ve been told that the issues I want to address are not important enough to warrant his time and attention, so he refers me to the Executive Pastor or another member of the senior staff. It seems to me that the ministry staff is a key part of the senior pastor’s flock…but there is absolutely no shepherding, or discipleship, or development taking place within our staff. In fact, very little of a spiritual nature ever takes place within our staff. How will the church raise up the next generation of leaders if the senior staff does not invest in those of us who need to be groomed?” 

• Another pastor who was leaving his staff position under duress told me, “Outwardly, our church staff appears happy and healthy. But underneath the surface, it’s a different story. The staff pretends to be enthusiastic and supportive of the senior pastor…but it’s a sham. There really is no unity; there simply is an environment of conformity, and it’s driven by the fear of being fired.”

Needless to say, stories like this break my heart, and I find myself wondering, “What must the Lord Jesus think of all this?”

So I find myself responding in several ways. First, I pray for those senior pastors who have lost sight of God’s purpose for the church: Lord, help them to stop focusing on church growth at the expense of church health. Second, I pray for my friends and colleagues in these churches: Lord, please protect them and keep them spiritually healthy (and, if necessary, move them on to a healthier faith community). And I pray for myself and my wife: Lord, please lead us to a church family that shares our desire to become a healthy, transformative community in Christ.

[By the way - if there are others within your circle of friends or acquaintances who would benefit by reading these posts on church health, please encourage them to visit the blog.  Or you can e-mail a specific post directly to a friend simply by clicking on the e-mail icon beneath the post.]

 - Bruce

What Does A Spiritually Healthy Church Look Like? [Part 3]

My desire is to pastor a “healthy church”. Sadly, as I noted in Part 1 & Part 2 of this post, we see more and more examples of spiritually unhealthy churches in the evangelical world. To help me stay properly focused on God’s purposes, here is my attempt to lay out the principles and guidelines that can help a local church become a place of spiritual health.

Note: I considered listing the Bible verses that serve as the foundation for each of the following points, but ultimately decided this was unnecessary. I believe these principles will make sense to anyone who is reasonably familiar with Scripture.

1. A healthy churchy is not perfect, because it is comprised of broken people; recovering sinners who together are striving to learn how to live together as a community in Christ. We will strive to work out our issues and resolve our conflicts through an over-riding commitment to prayer, to biblical truth, and to the guidance of the Holy Spirit.

2. The church will make every effort to connect with the culture, but we will not let the culture define us. Nor will we use cultural trends as the yardstick to evaluate our ministry. We will define ourselves biblically, then ask God to help us find culturally meaningful ways to communicate the good news about Jesus.

3. We will affirm the biblical truth that “spiritually healthy people produce spiritual fruit”. We will strive to live in faithfulness to biblical principles…and we will trust the Lord to produce such fruit from our efforts as He sees fit.

4. Pastors and leaders will not make plans for the church and then ask God to bless our plans. Instead, we will approach God humbly in prayer and ask Him to set the agenda for His church. In other words, we will not view our primary role as one of “holding meetings” and “making plans”. Our role is to intercede for, and on behalf of, the church.

5. We will plan worship services to be as participatory as possible so believers can use their spiritual gifts. We will strive for excellence, but we will not turn the service into a production. All of the elements – vocal music, instrumental music, prayer, communion, offering, preaching, and even announcements – will be viewed as an act of corporate worship to the Lord.

6. Preaching will largely be “text-based”, with message topics and themes derived from the Scriptures. In other words, we will preach from the text and through the text, letting God’s Spirit and God’s Truth drive the preaching agenda. Whenever I preach and teach, I will prayerfully open God’s Word, determine the main point of a Bible passage, make that the main point of a sermon, and then – with God’s help – apply that eternal truth to modern life.

7. The goal of our biblical proclamation will be: to reach lost people with the gospel, and to help believers become more like Jesus in thought, word, deed, and character. Therefore, we will promote an ever-deeper relationship with God through His Word, to allow the Spirit to continually transform us from the inside out.

8. We will welcome visitors and strive to do all within our power to make them comfortable… without watering down the difficult message of the Cross. We will be a safe place for spiritual seekers to ask questions and wrestle with spiritual truth. We will provide regular opportunities for seekers to choose to follow Christ, and we will do so by fully explaining the gospel message:

• We are separated from God by sin.
• Jesus died on the cross to pay the penalty for our sins, so that we could receive God’s forgiveness.
• When we confess our sins, and repent of our sins, then God will choose to extend His mercy to us.
• To respond to the Father’s great love, we must choose to be baptized and demonstrate our desire to live a new life in relationship with Jesus Christ.

9. We will place a high value on “membership”, and we will ask members to commit themselves to live together as a covenant community. Members will be expected to give of their time, their talent, and their tithes. When conflicts and disagreements occur (as, of course, they will) members will be expected to engage in biblical principles of reconciliation. And the church will, when necessary, practice loving discipline to help members grow in godly character.

10. Church members do not exist to serve the pastors; the role of the pastors is to serve the members. We will do this primarily through (a) pastoral care of the members and (b) by developing people to use their gifts, so they can find their place and fulfill their purpose in the Kingdom of God. In other words, we will focus on actually equipping people for ministry…not just recruiting workers to staff the programs.

11. People who are called by God to serve as church leaders - whether paid or volunteer - will be interviewed and evaluated before they are placed in positions of authority. And while they serve, they must be willing to submit to ongoing evaluations of their character, lifestyle, and quality of ministry.

12. We will create community through small and medium-sized groups. These groups will be built around Bible–based discussion, participatory prayer, and member care.

13. The church will prayerfully determine how our ministry can have an impact that is local, regional, and global in nature. All such ministries will be subject to ongoing evaluation.

14. Recognizing the biblical mandate to help grow the Kingdom of God (whether or not our church grows), we will strive to be a church-planting church and a missionary-sending church.

15. The teaching ministry at all levels of the church will be unified and will function under the oversight of the leadership. All curriculum or topics will be subject to oversight and review. When new teaching ministries or programs emerge, or when a staff member desires to teach a new curriculum, it will be reviewed and approved before it is presented to the church. 

These principles may seem to be ambitious…perhaps even idealistic. I do not expect them to be easy to implement, because life together in community is a messy business. But I believe these principles are biblical in nature, and will lead to a healthy, life-giving, and reproducing church.

My prayer is that God will lead me to a church where I can - in partnership with godly men and women - learn how to truly live out these principles so that together we can be the church of Jesus Christ.

- Bruce