Cathedral of Complacency

God is stirring me out of my slumber and comfort.  I work at a cathedral of complacency with pews full of those who are fat on God, filled up to the rim with good words, smiles and kind eyes.  It’s not enough.  It’s not what he wants.  He doesn’t want a beautiful building filled with well intentioned crowds.  He wants radicals.  He wants people who are moved to tears at the hurt that is in the world that he loved so much, he gave his only son for it.  He wants that moving in our hearts to lead us to action, to lead us out of comfort and into feeling his hurting heart.  He wants us to care for others and know that it directly relates to how we care for him.  He wants me, he wants us, to know that when we walk past a homeless person and ignore them, that when we turn our nose up at the aroma of someone who needs to live on the street, that we ignore HIM, we turn our nose up at HIM!  He wants us to feed those who don’t have food and put shoes on their hurting feet and know that as we do, we care for HIM, we show we love HIM! He wants us to love the hearts of his children like he does! I need to speak this truth.  I fear being the messenger but I know he is placing these words in me.  A friend once told me that the Holy Spirit won’t hurt me.  I like that.  I need to let the Spirit lead.  He isn’t going to hurt me.  He wants to push me, grow me and use that growth to inspire others. Lord I fear this journey but I love it as well.  Keep me following.  Keep me trusting.  Keep opening my eyes and crushing my heart with your love.  I want to love like you.  I want to move forward to serve you in this hurting world. Wrestle me, wrestle us out of our complacency, slap us awake into action!  May our beautiful buildings not be an idol we worship to appease our hearts into justification, but may they be places where the doors are open to the hurting, to the lost, to YOU!

Make us radicals for you Jesus.  Make me a radical!  Shake the walls of my cathedral, let the windows crack and the veil be torn, let the pillars be demolished if my eyes, my focus are on the wrong things.  Shake me out of my complacency Jesus!

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