It seems to me that the problem I have faced recently is that the story I though I was living as
'real' was in reality, a hologram. I looked at it, and the characters of my story seemed deep, rich and multi-dimensional. But then, when conflict entered the picture, many of these characters in my story turned out to be made out of cardboard and propped up with bricks.
Which made me think of these cool 3D Christmas glasses we own. When you wear them, first of all, you feel super sexy, because they are green with little Christmas bulbs on them, and, because, well, they're 3D Christmas glasses.
When you look through the glasses at the lights on the tree, you see the little light with NOEL written above and below the light. Whoa! Cool! Everyone loves these glasses. We paid $2.99 for them fifteen years ago at Drug Mart, but people still ooh and aah over them every year!
The down side is that when you take the glasses off, you realize it wasn't real. It was cool, it amazed me for a minute, but it was only a party trick. Which is fine if we are talking about a $2.99 pair of 3D glasses from Drug Mart. We got all the value that was required from them.
But it's not OK when we are talking about the community of faith. Too often, I think, people's experience of 'the church' resembles our 3D glasses. A certain person comes into a group of people who seem to be different. People who extol the power of God as well as the grace of God. These folks invite you to put on the glasses and you are moved by a song, a sermon or an event. Whoa! This is awesome! I wish I had a pair of these glasses to give everyone I know!'
So we continue looking through the glasses until one day the Christmas tree gets dry and brittle and combusts, threatening to burn everything down in its path. We take off the glasses to rub our eyes and decide whether or not we are dreaming, whether this is really happening or not. But as soon as we take the glasses off, we realize that nothing we were seeing before was real.
And now the person feels gypped, because what they wanted was an authentic experience of God, but what we handed them was a $2.99 pair of 3D glasses from Drug Mart.
I long to quench my thirst for the almighty though a day-in and day-out, authentic experience of God. And to be challenged by my community of faith to settle for nothing less. But even as I write these words, I am not sure exactly what this would look like. But, just as Columbus struck out to find a new world, I too, long to find this.
We have scheduled a retreat for January 8-10, 2010. This week I have asked many of you to play one role or another during the course of that retreat. I would again encourage you to free your calendars and come along as we seek God's face together.