09.20.08
bikeathon
We are off this morning to Mission Creek greenway to participate with some of the Metro gang in a fund-raiser for the Gospel Mission. There are quite a number of churches and groups participating. The weather looks quite iffy, which isn’t so bad for a bike ride on the greenway.
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“I will build my Church…”
Lord, I know you are building your church, but do you have to do it Your way? I would really appreciate being consulted more often on some of the decisions you make.
Moreover, if it’s Your church, why do I sometimes feel like Yertle the turtle, as if I’m on the bottom of the pile with a hundred others scrambling on top of me?
I don’t mind some of the people in the pile, but there are others that drive me nuts.
Take Peter, for example. Hardly a theological bone in his body. He’s a pragmatist. Rarely consults you, and when he does he only sees his own face in the mirror anyway. Context? No idea. His colored glasses are an inch think.
James? Ok, here is a born theologian. But he also has this penchant for being in control. He loves to construct theological systems. I know, it’s helpful to have interpretive frameworks. But funny how they squeeze out the marginal voices. We could use the odd minority report around here.
John? Well, it’s never boring listening to this stories. But I notice he is all over the map. He tends to make decisions based on how he is feeling at the moment, and he is too easily swayed by the energy of others, whether they have substance to their position or not.
Why can’t these people be like me? I’m still listening, aren’t I?
