With the dedication of the Communitas Building coming up I have been thinking back over the past 3 years and laughing. When I think of what got us started in our transition back then, and where we are now all I can do is laugh at the absurdity and rightness of it all. When we transitioned from the big building in Dunwoody with million dollar homes across the street to the industrial warehouse and immigrant groups we have been called to serve I marvel at the Lord.
I never imagined that this whole journey could be summed up with the words spoken to the very first disciples, “Follow me.” Nothing else describes what the Lord has done over this time than that simple, faith-filled, blissfully ignorant phrase.
“Follow me.” The Lord doesn’t have a recipe or a one-size-fits-all vision for all people, all cultures, all time. Sure, the message of his love is timeless and moves across all cultures and people. But not how he puts his Kingdom on display and gets his message of hope and reconciliation across.
“Follow me.” Not follow the latest and greatest fads. Not get a guru or a consultant or method or technique. I think that if people were to simple try and recreate what he has done through us (i.e. adopt a school, find an apartment complex, partner with ministries that distribute furniture, repair bicycles, teach about great Christian thinkers, and start conversations in coffee houses, etc) that it would fall apart. I am glad that we have some experience to share with others whom the Lord is calling into similar ministry. I’m just saying that copying another ministry uncritically isn’t just lazy, but dangerous if it is an attempt to short-circuit any aspect of following him alone.
“Follow me.” I am convinced in my little mind that the Lord calls us to himself and wants us to pray, believe, and respond to his leadings in what he wants to do with a community of faith. It really isn’t up to us. He is the Savior and Lord, and as such we love, obey, and respond to him whether it always makes sense to us or not.
“Follow me.” I shared in the last blog how the Lord has guided us through the contributions of other people in our community that are not necessarily in leadership roles. They are normal, everyday people who he has spoken to in dreams, interests, and passions (and, yes, I do believe that people in church leadership are abnormal in both the funny and the sad meaning of that word).
I look back at the actual expression of what the Lord is doing here and, I have to confess, I don’t get it. I don’t know how he is going to change the world through talking, bikes, and furniture; but I believe that he is. I don’t understand how getting smaller, less comfortable, less safe will translate into bringing him praise and glory, but I believe that it will. The only word that seems to fit right now is absurd. It’s all outrageously, hilariously, wonderfully absurd. I love that about our Lord. He always uses the foolish things, the small, the insignificant, the bizarre to do his will. You need to know that when I use words like insignificant and bizarre that those aren’t bragging words for me. Some people take great pride in being different. When I use words like these it means counter-intuitive, risky-with-an-edge-of-foolishness (as opposed to a calculated risk), and confusing. But, there it is. “Follow me.”
So we have tried to follow. I’m sure we’ve missed some steps. But even so I trust more in his ability to do his will and use us in that service than I trust our ability to follow well. And I hope that we always will. I pray that we will continue to believe in the body of Christ. That this belief will be expressed in the time, attention, and energy needed to listen and to believe in people. I pray that our plans will always focus on building disciples who know and practice listening so that we always have a healthy dose of the absurd to keep us from co-opting the idea of faith and re-defining it to mean him following us and our plans.
So as we dedicate this building and this vision this Saturday, I hope it will be with a clear commitment to following. He is Lord. He is good. It is our privilege to put him on display however he chooses to be displayed – even if it means rusty bicycles and old furniture.