Hiatus
Ok, I have been on a hiatus. From writing that is. Life got the best of me. I got lazy. I have been processing — a lot. I hope to be back now, regularly, exposing my thoughts here, amongst other things. So what have I learned in the six months since I last posted here?
- I am cynical about the Church, bordering on judgmental. What should be holy discontentment has degraded into negative frustration. It’s so bad, that I don’t even know where I want to go to church or connect (in fact, I have been going to five churches). I don’t feel that I can connect in if I can’t buy in.
- The places I do go to church have great people with great motives, but not much seems to be happening. Here in the Seattle area we are surrounded with people that are explicitly searching for spiritual meaning. I know, I meet them daily. These are not just New Agers, or militant Atheists. They are thoughtful people trying to find meaning for their souls. And sadly, I don’t see any people in the church out trying to engage these great people. And I grieve.
- Seattle is a cultural mecca. The world is looking to this area for the next new trends. The focus is on this great city. A city that I have grown to love in all its pagan splendor. I will be writing more about what Seattle is offering culturally and how we as followers of Jesus can have an impact.
- The Seattle music scene is awesome. There are some great artistic rumblings going on in the musical arena. There is a movement afoot to create true artistic community and to raise other artists up by mentoring, intense study and opportunities to perform. Hmmmm… kinda what the Church needs to be doing. How can we as followers of Christ tap into this for redemptive change?
There are other insights that I have gained. And I will write about them. And you’ll hear about my experiences with the people in Seattle that I love. And in the process, my heart yearns that you would be inspired.
The amazing reality is that the earnestly seeking and skeptical are flowing past us at alarming rates. All is good to them, it seems. And what when their world crashes around them and they find that they really did not have the Real Answer? Where have we who claim to follow Christ been? The torrent of souls flow past, and I humbly believe we are only having minor impact (bless all who are trying to reach the lost, nonetheless).
To paraphrase Bono, I am tired of waking up each day hearing that there is not a damn thing we can do about the profound problems of the world. So I’m going to go and do some damn thing.
