Our churches meet once a week on Sunday. Perhaps they have small groups throughout the week, maybe an event here and there.
What are we doing? Who’s idea was it for churches to have one big meeting? One day a week? Large churches have Saturday services, sometimes they hold three or four during the week. The same sermon preached four times, different people in each service. How many people go to the same meal twice? Where is the true community, the family, the unity of one body?
Churches aren’t just for feeding. They are for equipping. Leading. Sending. Utilizing.
Sending soldiers into battle. There is a war on, and even though the battle is won, the battle is still going on. For us, trapped by flesh and time, we are on the front lines. But so many of us are sitting crouched in our bunkers, making ourselves comfortable, not even wearing our gear, our armor.
The church should look like a M.A.S.H. unit. It takes in the hurting, the battered and bruised. The leaders and pastors are there to assess, to perform triage.
Who needs help the most? Who needs healing? Who is ready for it? Assess those wounds! The battle rages around the church, the front line of the war is so near, but so is the Kingdom.
We have access to the Doctor, the great Healer, Jesus Christ. And yet we walk by the wounded as though they are fine. We see them, bleeding, curled into balls in the streets and we walk right by them. We even share a smile.
Where is our sense of emergency?
Thought the battle is won, and we have a Victor, the souls still hang in the balance. We are here to fight for those souls and save the lost. We are here to love, to share Christ, and to be vigilant.