My home church (I say "home church" because I find things are confusing between my downtown church and my suburban church . . . so for all matters of this blog, home church = suburban church) has this great ministry called "Praise Aerobics." And yes, it's just as dorky as it sounds. I mean, we do sweet hip hop dance moves that would bring my kiddos to tears, they would be laughing so hard. As a matter of fact, I myself always laughed at the thought of a bunch of
However, Praise Aerobics has become one of my favorite times of the week. Except when Sara teaches. Rumor has it that she makes us do Suicides. I am NOT on my high school soccer team people. This body is no longer cut out for suicides (or maybe it never was). Today, there was a point when I distinctly heard my thighs telling my butt "oh un-uh." And I'm pretty sure it is not going to feel any better tomorrow. (ps - if Sara is reading this: I jest. I appreciate you kicking my butt into some semblance of order).
Anyhow, here's the real reason for this post: One Church. A friend of ours is starting a new church and they currently meet just once a month on Monday nights. Which is PERFECT for us since we run children's church on Sunday mornings at Metro Kidz and don't get to soak in church teaching and worship for ourselves very often. This month, the pastor taught about how Jesus was the fulfillment of this passage in Isaiah:
"The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me,
because the LORD has anointed me
to preach good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives
and release from darkness for the prisoners."
And he brought me to tears as he wondered what it would look like if we, as a church, were ACTUALLY good news to the poor, brokenhearted, and prisoners. What if God was whispering in Sabo's and Sincere's ears that He had GOOD NEWS - and that WE were the embodiment of that good news?
The goal of Jimmy's church is to free up its members to be the Good News of Christ to those who need it most. How can this happen? I mean, shouldn't that be the goal of every church? Yes, yes it should. But it seems like too often we get caught up in budgets and buildings and even Bible studies that we just plumb forget about BEING THE GOOD NEWS. Christ says, plain as day, that He came to bring Good News to the poor. To the children starving in India. To the women with AIDS in Africa. To the girls being sold into slavery right here in Atlanta. To the fatherless kids in our own neighborhoods. If Jimmy's church can help its members become secure in the knowledge that CHRIST IS ENOUGH, then that frees them up to live out the Good News that is Christ's death and resurrection. What a beautiful truth!
I'll tell you what, there were several times that I just wanted to stand up and shout AMEN. And then I remembered that we weren't in our church downtown. And people might think I was weird. And I don't want to let THAT cat out of the bag just yet.
So I want to encourage you (and me. especially me.) to be GOOD NEWS to all those who we encounter this week. Because I'm pretty sure it could change the world. For real.