Jonathots Daily Blog
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A carefully constructed bulletin.
Beautiful building.
Decorated altar.
Gorgeous organ.
First-class sound equipment for the praise band.
Prepared minister.
Eager ushers.
Hymns meticulously selected.
Fresh doughnuts.
Delicious coffee.
Ample parking.
Batteries in the wireless mics.
Sunday school lessons.
Nursery workers.
Handicap accessible.
Bathrooms stocked with paper products.
Children’s church.
Carpets swept.
Library open.
Prayers uttered.
Choir rehearsed.
ALL IS PREPARED.
Whosoever will may come.
But they don’t.
Never has there been so much tender-loving care put into the prospect of receiving an audience which refuses to arrive.
It was a bitter-cold Sunday morning in Columbia, South Carolina when I found my way to Windsor.
Absolutely delightful, engaging, intelligent, fresh human beings.
Just not very many of them.
And I guess it would be fine if there wasn’t a general understanding among those attending that something is missing–or rather, a bunch of “someones” absent.
Some of those who fail to attend are former advocates who have left, either through disagreement or just “growing weary in well-doing.”
But many are human beings who have been taunted into believing that there are no real answers within the stained glass windows.
The church has become the standing joke for those who want to poke fun at a group of people they truly do not understand. So there’s a tendency for those who are still warming the pew to turn cold and lose faith.
The good news is that we have the facility to receive our fellow-travelers.
The better news is that while we’re waiting for them to make up their minds, we should work on our own lives, our own joy, our own understanding and our own tolerance.
Jesus was interested in a following that had lips with heart. In other words, what is spoken comes from a place of passion. The beauty of passion is that even if you’re wrong, because you have not hidden your feelings, they can be corrected. And if you’re right, the energy can bring life to those around you.
When you remove heart from lips, you get words that sound dry, dusty and old. But when you add the personal joy and testimony of reality, then the lips can speak the desires of the heart and bring revival.
So to all the good friends I met at Windsor, let me remind you:
While we are waiting for the world to get tired of crazy, let us look to ourselves and overcome our lazy.
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