I started a post series yesterday that represents some reflections that I have had about ministry and somethings that I am enjoying as I come to the end of my first year as a lead pastor at a church. Yesterday’s post can be found here.
#4 – Hatching Dreams
One of the things that happen in a ministry context is helping each other navigate an interesting “time warp” that Christian theology and confession announces. God’s arrival into our world in the person of Jesus Christ (his incarnation, life, death, resurrection, ascension) has thrown the entire cosmos into an interesting situation. On the one hand, God’s new world has explicitly arrived through the Christ event. God’s world is arriving in the midst of this present one that is inching towards decay, and God’s world will arrive in fullness when Jesus appears again.
Christian people, then, get the pleasure of navigating this complex reality. On the one hand, we are energized by this larger-than-life expectation that God is doing extraordinary things in our world with the unique gifts and abilities that we discover. On the other hand, we need to pay bills, gas isn’t getting cheaper, and iPhones are neat to have for life and for getting things done. It is not uncommon to find Christian people who are constantly trying to navigate these realities. The majority of them have had to put these “dreams” that they have once had aside in order to accommodate the need to go on with “ordinary life.”
On a few occasions, I’ve been able to be with people who have been able to launch out on their quests for these God-inspired dreams. Everything about the plan/idea/dream was scary. Nothing was easy. There were 1000 opportunities to quit and 1000 more justifications for doing so.
But, when some of those folks have been given the courage to stay put on the development of their dream/vision/idea/longing, their story is inspiring, contagious, bold, confrontational, comforting, and… sacred.
Don’t get me wrong, it is also enjoyable to give a proper “funeral” to some ideas/visions/dreams. It takes grace to remind people that our deep stirrings could be God or it could be a mixture of pizza, caffeine, and too much Owl City music.
But, those moments when visionenigineers (Andy Stanley’s word) stand in a place of faith is amazing. I am thankful and blessed because of it.
So, stay put today. Dust off the old dream that used to make your heart beat more rapidly and caused your friends to say, “Here she goes again.”
We never know what one more day/contact/conversation/prayer will do.