After getting Alyssa out the door to the bus on Wednesday mornings, I would load up diaper bags, pile Madisen and Parker in the car, drop them off in the church nursery, grab a mouth full of coffee cake, a cup of coffee and find my place among the other moms.
Looking back, I can remember the day I went to the grocery store in my pajama pants and didn't know it until I walked in the front door of the store. Getting to bible study left me feeling much the same, a little rattled and unprepared but after getting in the groove, I loved these mornings. They offered a sanity check, even though most weeks I could barley fit time in to do my home work.
I still went finished or not.
It was during this time, I remember feeling like so many of the stories in my home work really did apply to everyday life. Maybe you are not familiar with Moses; he was adopted, murdered someone in anger, ran from his calling, struggled with public speaking and yet after his argument with God he said, yes. Yes, Lord I will go where you say, do what you say and take all these people with me 'cause after all you are asking me to do nothing short of crazy.
No where did I ever remember as a child the part in the story where the Lord said to Moses,
"Because you didn't trust me enough to honor me as Holy in the sight of the Israelites, you will not bring this community into the land I have given them".
No way! Those words felt like a punch in the stomach.
I felt sick, I was sobbing. Really sobbing.
How on earth could this happen?
So what! He hit the rock and didn't speak to it just this one time.
This was crazy!
Besides, all they wanted was water did it really matter how they got it?
It did matter and it had nothing to do with water.
In the end, the Lord took Moses, showed him with his own eyes the land he promised and said, "but you will not cross over". When it was time, Moses died and the Lord himself buried him in Moab.
Something familiar seems to be happening to the church today.
Things are changing.
Can't you feel it and hear it.
At times you can even feel the hairs bristle on the back of peoples neck.
Leaders, status, revival, buildings, music, lighting, coffee in the middle of church, people painting, home groups, missions, prayer, healing, formal clothes are gone, even iPads and cell phones have replaced bibles.
Heck, my pastor doesn't even wear shoes when he preaches.
(That's how I knew this was our church. Well, sorta.)
People are not finding what they are looking for in all the old programs and well made plans.
You can hear people saying, "I just don't want to go to church anymore".
Some are calling this "organic" church.
I think they should call it, "don't you dare hit the rock if he said speak to it 'cause you just might miss it."
It won't matter that we have done church the same way our whole life.
I believe we will see more and more like in the days of Moses and the promise land.
Groups of people looking, waiting and believing for God to show up. They are not afraid of grass hoppers in the land while they personally go in and scout out the land, not depending on one guy to do it all for them in the name of God. We will find people in everyday life that need Jesus and believe that this is church. Doing stuff like they did in the book of Acts.
It's not about all the great things you or Moses did so many years ago, the Lord knows these things.
Nor is it about him being mad at you or the church.
I am guessing he loved Moses deeply if he took the time to show him his faithfulness and to bury him.
He is asking us to be different, to act different, to believe different.
Think of it like this...
Holding on to the way we used to do church, unwilling to embrace change, believing what we did in the past is what God is asking for today. Only one day it may very well be like finding ourselves totally unprepared standing in our pajama pants when we get to church.