This Pastor Needs the Jesus of Easter Maybe You Do Too

In my sixth decade of life and closing in on my fourth decade as a pastor, I hope I’m not turning into the stereotypical codger saying, “Get off my lawn, you blank-ity-blank kids.” Life could easily devolve if I lose my Center. Fixing my eyes on the Jesus of Easter is my only hope.

The church isn’t fair. Nepotism, cronyism, fundamentalism, materialism and a host of other bad “isms” infect the church. I need to constantly remind myself Jesus is the way.

Church leaders (both lay and clergy) have flat out lied to me. Not little white lies. Big black lies. I get it. The church is made up of people and people are people and sometimes people bare false witness. That’s why it’s so important to focus on Jesus. He is the Truth.

People are angrier. Less respectful. Have greater expectations and less patience. It can suck the life right out of you. That’s why it is so important to remember that Jesus is the Life.

I’ve been figuratively punched in the stomach plenty of times. I’d heal quicker from a literal punch. Jesus takes care of His battered sheep. He is the Good Shepherd.

It’s easy to get distracted. I’m at my best when connected to Jesus. He is the Vine.

When depleted and defeated, hungering for truth and justice, it’s Jesus who fills me. He is the Bread of Life

In dark times, and there have been dark times, He rescues and redeems. Jesus is the Light

When I feel boxed in, trapped by life’s circumstances, through him there is peace. Jesus is the Gate

This Easter season, I need to be reminded, maybe more now than ever, He makes the impossible possible. Jesus is the Resurrection!

I’m still trusting in the GREAT I AM.

Can Dying Nazarene Churches be Resurrected?

Last week, my wife’s (Karla) mom’s funeral dinner was held in the former fellowship hall of the Nazarene church in her small hometown. Karla’s dad practically built that fellowship hall. Her folks gave plenty of money to see that it was constructed. Before moving in with us, Karla’s parents had been members at that church for 70+ years. Like her parents, the church is dead.  

The Nazarene church has been closed for a few years. The building was sold to another church group. The old fellowship hall is now the sanctuary. The old sanctuary is the children’s area. Upon walking in the door, instead of seeing alabaster boxes, missionary reading books and dusty plastic flowers, there is a coffee shop. The space has been completely changed. By all appearances the church group meeting in the former Nazarene building is doing great. 

Which begs the question: Why is that church thriving when the Nazarene church died?

There are a number of reasons, but here is my outside observer’s perspective:

1. Sacred Cows. Old Nazarene buildings are a pastures for sacred cows. They are everywhere. Aunt Suzie’s memorial money bought the pulpit, we can’t get rid of that. Uncle Charlie bought the pews. They’ve got to stay. Sister Bertha has overseen the missionary reading book table for 40 years, you can’t move it. On and on the sacred cows graze. 

2. Leadership. The current pastor of the new church grew up in that little town. His grandmother was Karla’s recess playground monitor. His grandpa worked with Karla’s dad in the machine shop. He had a stake in the community. None of the Nazarene pastors had that kind of community connection.

3. Reputation. The Nazarene church had been on that location for decades. People in the town knew the church (for good or bad). In a small town, everyone knows everyone’s business. There was a “been there, tried that” mindset.

4. People. If my in-laws are a representative of the people (and maybe they weren’t), they were old school Nazarenes. Good, godly people, but stuck in the mindset of this is “how we’ve always done things.” “A coffee shop when walking through the front doors?  Over my dead body!” I could hear one of them say. 

What if, every few years, Nazarene churches had an evaluation on existing properties, leadership, and community involvement. There could be a survey of neighbors regarding the church to determine an outsider’s perspective. A “secret shopper” could come with unbiased eyes to locate blind spots regarding furnishings, building usage, service effectiveness and church friendliness (every church thinks they are friendly to outsiders, most are not). The results of these tools could then lay the ground work for necessary changes. 

What if district monies were set aside to help cover costs for updating worship spaces, providing new signage and the elimination of out-of-date methods and mindsets. What if pastors were required to be involved in the community activities outside of the church at some level? What if church members evaluated the health of the church and took drastic measures (if necessary) to see the church remade and resurrected (easier said than done).

Many of the 4400+ Nazarene churches in USA/Canada are on life support. Add ten or twenty years to everyone sitting in the pews and estimate who will still be around. Many churches will die. That’s the bad news. The good news is that Karla’s home church proves it is not too late. Changed can come. Re-birth is possible. Even in a small town, new life can emerge. Every church doesn’t need a coffeeshop, but every church needs people and leadership willing to take a “whatever-it-takes,” Jesus first mindset. Without such a commitment, the church is already dead (they just don’t know it). 

Dying Nazarene churches can be resurrected. In fact, they must be, if the denomination is going to survive.

Miracle Needed: The Resurrection of the Church of the Nazarene in USA/Canada 

The Resurrection of Jesus is the single most remarkable event in human history. We celebrate this remarkable Day in a little more than a week. The beating and humiliation of Jesus following an unjust system of justice has been done to others in the dark annals of human history. The same can be said about the crucifixion. While inhumane and horrific, others have endured similar deaths. But no one returned to life three days later. No one. It is the rock on which our faith rests. The miracle of all miracles.  

This is meant in no way to lower the importance or the power of the Resurrection of Jesus, but the church of Jesus Christ (or more specific to my situation, the Church of the Nazarene) in the United States needs a resurrection too. The church isn’t dead. So maybe it is too early to be calling for a resurrection. But the church is in trouble. In many corners it is on life support. We need another miracle of miracles. 

Experts are predicting the closing of 100,000 churches in the United States over the next 20 years. That number is approximately 25% of the churches in America. It is already is happening in the Church of the Nazarene. Less than 10 years ago there were 5247 Nazarene churches in USA/Canada. This past year the reported number of churches was 4417. What will there be in 10 years? 3,000? 2500? 

The questions can be asked: Are North American Christians too soft? Are we too busy? Are we too political? Are we too rich? Are we too divided? Have we traded our first love? Have we forgotten the hurting, the broken, and the “least of these”? Are we no longer embodying the holiness we profess? Are we mere shadows of the saints of past generations who sacrificed for the advancement of the Gospel of Jesus Christ? Is our culture so strong and our faith so weak that we can’t overcome? 

I cannot fully answer those questions. I have my suspicions. I don’t like some of my conclusions. What I do know is this: We need a miracle. We need the Spirit of God to sweep in. It’s time to beg, plead, confess, and cry out like prophets of old. If not now, when? We need to be resurrected. The Psalmist question and plea should be ours:  Will you not revive us again, that your people may rejoice in you?Show us your unfailing love, Lord, and grant us your salvation. Psalm 85:6-7

Start it in me, O Lord. Start it in me.