This week I negotiated for the 4th family automobile. It's amazing how easy it gets-- and how comfortable I am doing it. I have decided that they count on the fact that you don't do this very often. The average person buys a car every three or four years. But I am not average-- not even close buying four in two months!
The last Yari (plural of many Yaris) I bought, from a previously tortured salesman, in a town where they have a water ban because of a high bacteria count. He offered me a a bottle of water. "Has it been boiled, or do you save the tap water for customers you don't like?" He tried to smile.
The thrill of the hunt has gone and now, buying a car is little more annoying than standing in line at the check out counter. We should be good for five or six years. I'm moving on.
It looks like it is the season for moving on. For three years I have endured the local church-- and if you read some of my older blogs, you'll see that I put a lot of effort into local ministry. It doesn't have to do with anyone in particular, I just haven't connected in any meaningful way. I had hoped to do some ministry, hit the coffee shop and get to the shooting range once in a while. It didn't happen. I am better friends with the Brazilian guy that pumps my gas once a week. And my best ministry is online-- pretty shallow.
The question I ponder is this: what do you do when church is has no passion, every new vision seems to be the same old thing, every sermon is one that you've already heard, and you have 800 pseudo invitations to dinner, but never get a date and time? Like most Christians, you go to another church, meet a few hopeful friends and start the cycle of disappointment all over again. Or at least that's what I have done.
Do you blame yourself for not pressing in, the pastor for not caring, or some other excuse as to why there is little in the way of power, love, invigorating teaching, or intimacy with Jesus? I did. Have you sat down to think about why this is happening over and over again? I do.
I went to a really cool church two weeks ago,-- great worship and deep teaching (and a few laughs) with a friend of mine. I even got an invitation to coffee. It's over an hour away-- and probably more than I can do on a regular basis-- but I liked it! Jesus is refreshing.
About a year ago I listened to a testimony from guitarist and Christian artist, Lincoln Brewster. He simply talks about playing what's in his heart. I have to tell you it blows me away that he has become free to what God put in His heart. In the end, that is all I want. How about you?