That’s Church to Me

If you’ve been around me at all the last two years you haven’t been able to escape a discussion on transitions happening at work and our congregation’s decision to relocate. There have been many God moments throughout this process and though pieces feel daunting there is a lot of excitement. This move, once merely on the horizon, is now close within reach and I have been thinking a lot about our temporary/transitional years and what that means as we define or redefine our community. Church will look different. Worship will look different. Fellowship and service work and meetings and, and, and; will look different.

But through all of that we will still be Church, we will still be Community. So what does community mean? What makes a church a church? I did an activity with my kids during Sunday school last week that helped them think about the similarities of our existence when we are in a temp space. I hope it was reassuring for them. And part of that exercise asked them to think about community in creative ways. Here is my list of what church is:

  1. Church is a movement. It’s taking a stand for the things we believe in and trying to live our lives the way Jesus lived his.
  2. Church is family. Not everyone always gets along but there are certain things that unify us. And we love and support each other even when we disagree.
  3. Church is helping others. It’s about giving back in whatever way we can because we aren’t alone in this crazy world, and we all need help in some form or fashion.
  4. Church is all generations growing and learning from one another. Everyone is important and every has something to teach and something to learn.
  • That’s church to me. At the heart it is all about the people and living our lives following in the footsteps of Jesus. We aren’t perfect, we are human. We fail, and we make mistakes, and sometimes we get it wrong. But we keep trying, we keep working, we keep going. Because we know what church means to us.
  • Nerding Out

    Today is one of my very favorite holidays ever. Mardi Gras. As a kid I used to wear super crazy outfits to school in some combo of green, purple, and gold. Today I found an adult, work appropriate version 😍 I didn’t get to have pancakes or dance to wonderful big band/jazz from the Naptown Strutters–but I thought about many of those childhood memories today.

    Growing up our church always had a Mardi Gras Party. Staff made a pancake breakfast-for-dinner, there were prizes and treats, and dancing. Lots of dancing. I always miss the Hansels leading us in a jelly roll, or playing “pass the broom”. But what I miss even more is instigating and taking the lead on those things once they moved away.

    Tomorrow marks the start of Lent. And in addition to the photo-a-day challenge with my youth, I’m going to blog everyday. They will be more devotion-like than most of my posts. But I’m excited for the challenge.