|From:||Holy Spirit <[email protected]>|
|Date:||September 16, 2010 8:47:10 PM PDT|
|To:||Church of North America <[email protected]>|
This is just a quick note to check in. How are you doing?
As soon as I say, “check in,” I can feel you go into business mode. Like the boss is checking your work, and you want to look your best. …Can we drop business mode? It really doesn’t suit me. No, my main purpose is to connect. I feel like it’s something we haven’t done much lately.
You’ve written a lot of books, and done a lot of conferences. I like it, I really do. I just wish you’d get outside more. There’s so much I’d like you to experience. (I was going to say “learn,” but that puts you into mental mode.) I’d like to introduce you to a number of wonderful people. And yes, you would learn a lot in the process.
Your music? Well, there too, uh, I appreciate it. But I think you’re getting distracted into thinking worship is about music, or about having a good time. Really, I just want your undivided attention for a time. You don’t have to say or do anything. (Also, this is me you’re talking about. I love to create. When’s the last time you made something with such honesty that not everyone will appreciate it? I’d love that. It gets boring when it’s all about church stuff.)
But mainly, I want to talk about us. You’re into so many things — strategies, plans, techniques. You do so much, you try so hard, you teach and hold firm to ideas about Jesus. But what ever happened to holding firm to JC himself? That’s where I’m supposed to come in! But you’re off and running — “executing” — with hardly a nod in my direction. Mostly, you just ask me to bless your stuff.
Please, we need to reconnect. You’ve grown out of touch with the source of power — that would be me. (Oh, except those of you who are infatuated with charismatic power, forgetting humility, which is kind of a big deal.) And you’ve forgotten the direction of my power — that would be JC in you. “The hope of glory!” Dude. These aren’t just feel-good words for you to gloss over. They’re kind of over-the-top for a reason, but I’m afraid you’ve moved on from the main event.
So do me a favor: Put down your plans. You’ll have a chance to pick them up later, but for now, just put them down. Also, your ideas about JC: you’re treating him like an idol. You say, “This isn’t a religion, it’s a relationship.” Well, put your money where your mouth is and let’s do some relating, shall we? I’m not your automatic plan-blesser. And charismatic folk, I’m not your magic eight-ball. The goal isn’t answers (at first) — it’s to mind-meld JC into you.
You know I love you.
This is my contribution to the Eighth Letter project inviting participants to compose letters to the North American church in the spirit of John’s seven letters of Revelation. See the Eighth Letter Synchroblog list for more letters.