I was in a church networking meeting today, and we were discussing a ministry for young homeless women getting temporary shelter, and their struggle to find enough finances to begin their necessary work. I was listening to pastor after pastor talk about how there just isn’t enough time to focus on a ministry like this, and finally I spoke my heart:
“As a group, we don’t seem to have many resources. We don’t have a megachurch in our midst that can float a ministry like this on their own. But the budget isn’t excessive, and all that would be required is for each of the churches who have some financial stability to welcome the director and let her speak to her need for five minutes. You don’t have to be a partner, but ownership in a ministry like this requires more than being a cheerleader.”
A pastor mentioned that many ministries are asking for help.
The network leader prayed at the end, “May we not use our passion to force other passions out.”
Other passions? Like perhaps the passion of having prayer groups? Or the passion of having group praise? Or the passion of giving our pastor a upper middle class lifestyle? Praise is essential, as is prayer. Our pastors deserve to know that they are respected and that their needs are met.
When Jesus came to earth, his ministry was focused on two things: preaching the gospel and saving lives. His teaching was essential, but the rest of his time was spent feeding the hungry, healing the sick, delivering the mentally ill, and allowing people to practically feel God’s welcome and forgiveness.
For the most part, our church finances are spend re-arranging the deck chairs on the Titanic. We may hear the people screaming, drowning, but we don’t consider that our business. We need to spend our time and money on better worship. We need to set up an event and activities to draw in the youth. We need bigger, nicer facilities to draw more people in. We need to get more involved in politics to set our nation on the right course. We need more time to do denominational activities, to calm down the family who wasn’t listened to in the last board meeting.
Rearranging chairs on the Titanic.
We need to stop thinking that the place to be is on the deck, arranging worship as we all sink. If we aren’t in the lifeboat, then we need to stop thinking that we are in ministry at all. If we aren’t saving people from drowning, then why did God put us on the Titanic at all?
And when I am saying “saving” I am not meaning this as a symbol of convincing people of our tired doctrine. I mean saving lives. Delivering people from death.
- Branice is a nineteen year old who had been on the street throughout her high school years. Just before her eighteenth birthday, she got pregnant by a homeless man whom she had loved for years. Branice was still using meth and marijuana well into her pregnancy, given to her by her boyfriend, well into her pregnancy. Finally, winter came and as a church we decided that something desperate needed to be done. I obtained some temporary housing for her, and I sat down and talked with her about her future. That she would probably lose her baby at the moment of birth unless she makes some serious changes. A couple agreed to house her through the winter until the baby came, and she agreed to contact agencies until she had a plan for her life with her baby. The couple also agreed to adopt the baby if the state refused to let her keep the baby, an open adoption so that she could visit her child.
- Tom was living on the street with his blood pressure so high that the doctors wondered how he was still alive. The church offered housing and work so he could live in peace. He praises the Lord every day for his new life.
- Mark was a drug user and dealer until a member of the church allowed him to sleep in their backyard and he finally got himself straight and now leads the landscaping crew at the church.
The church should be a lifeboat. It should save lives. If all we are is a show, we should shut down.
What does this have to do with passion?
If our passion is about the show, about keeping rules, about new songs, about camps and retreats, let’s just pack it in. We are not a ministry. If we are not rescuing the dying, if we are not saving lives—literally saving lives—then we aren’t fulfilling the ministry of Jesus. Letting people die around us, as they call us begging us for help, that is not of Christ.
Our passions should be prioritized. Saving lives comes first.
“Rescue those being led away to death;
Hold back those who stagger to slaughter;
If we say, ‘We didn’t know!’
Does not He know it who weighs the hearts?”