Right Here-Right Now

I am fully aware that the church is not a building. The true identity of the church is found first in the people who visit the building once or twice a week (or more) and most importantly who we are and what we do once we walk out its doors out into the world.

I love both.

The building that I call my church home and people who attend there. But the primary importance of the church is not the building or the people even though both play an important part. It is place of refuge, a place to recharge and a location where we can invite family and friends and the broken. But the primary importance of the church is to equip us so that together and individually we can carry out the mission once we leave.

We are consumers by nature and sometimes it’s no different when we think about church. “What about the pastor is he cutting edge, trendy, well spoken? Is the kids ministry up to par, do they have a coffee shop, what about the music?” All these things in and of themselves are not wrong. But if they are the main focus of why or where we go we can lose sight of our main reason for being there.

I only recently heard the song (lyrics provided below) “Right Here, Right Now” by Mercy Me. As I listened I was convicted by my selfishness. Like the words to the song I have slipped into the role of the Prodigals brother, inwardly complaining about reaching out to those who have been placed in my path and more concerned about my own needs than the needs of others. Critical of those inside and outside of the church. I want to see the hearts set free and the tyrants kneel, the walls fall down and our nation healed. But what am I willing to give to see those things happen? A friend recently said to me “I often hear people say “All I want is to hear Him say is, “Well done good and faithful servant”. My friend replied “What I want to hear is, “You got all of them I sent your way son, you didn’t miss one”. Amen Brother Mike

Lord help me to be willing to do whatever it takes. To not miss one.

We want our coffee in the lobby
We watch our worship on a screen
We got a Rockstar preacher
Who won’t wake us from our dreams
We want out blessings in our pockets
We keep our missions overseas
But for the hurting in our cities
Would we even cross the street?

But we wanna see the heart set free and the tyrants kneel
The walls fall down and our land be healed
But church if we want to see a change in the world out there

It’s got to start right here
It’s got to start right now
Lord, I’m starting right here
Lord, I’m starting right now

I’m like the brother of the prodigal
Who turned his nose and puffed his chest
He didn’t run off like his brother
But his soul was just as dead
What if the church on Sunday
Was still the church on Monday too
What if we came down from our towers
And walked a mile in someone’s shoes

Hmm ’cause we wanna see the heart set free and the tyrants kneel
The walls fall down and our land be healed
But church if we want to see a change in the world out there

It’s got to start right here
It’s got to start right now
Lord, I’m starting right here
Lord, I’m starting right now

We’re the people who are called by His name
If we’ll surrender all our pride and turn from our ways
He will hear from Heaven and forgive our sin
He will heal our land but it starts right here
We’re the people who are called by His name
If we’ll surrender all our pride and turn from our ways
He will hear from Heaven and forgive our sin
He will heal our land

It’s got to start right here
It’s got to start right now

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“Now at last they were beginning chapter One of the great story no one on earth has read: which goes on forever”. I love this line at the end of the Last Battle by C.S. Lewis. Everyone has a story to tell and ultimately we are all part of a greater story that someday will be revealed in full. “ For now, we can only see a dim and blurry picture of things”. ( 1 Corinthians 13:12). My story is not remarkable, although the events I have had the privilege in my life to witness have been. I grew up in the south “the land of cotton” and the old times there were definitely not forgotten. I remember where I was and what I was doing when JFK and Martin Luther King were murdered in Dallas and in Memphis. I remember the Civil Rights movement, a time of great unrest and change. I remember the dawning of the “Age of Aquarius” in the late 1960’s. It was also the dawning of my love for playing music, a love that has stayed with me throughout my life. If my life were chapters in a book one would tell of my precious bride of 20+ years who endured so much and stood beside me through the good and the bad. One would describe the blessings of being a father and a grandfather. One would tell about how despite being “the wretch” the song sings about God was able to change me, and use me to make a difference in others lives, make me a servant in His church, and surround me with friends all because of His goodness. All part of a story that has had many twists and turns. I think of the words Jimmy Buffet wrote in one of my favorite songs "As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin’ man I have chalked up many a mile Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks And I learned much from both of their styles" And so it is true for me. But in all of my travels and all I have read and experienced nothing compares to where I am headed. The place where my story here ends and the story that goes on forever begins! "" I am confident that He who began a good work in you will carry it on until completion until the day He returns". Philippians 1:6 My hope is that as we all run our race that in some small way my words will encourage and speak to you, as your story is being written. And draw you ever closer to the One who loves you. Further up and further in!
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2 Responses to Right Here-Right Now

  1. “But for the hurting in our cities
    Would we even cross the street?”

    This is an amazing reminder. Thank you.

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