A few Sundays ago my family came home from church after a long morning of setup, worship, production, and tear-down. As usual, we were exhausted. Three of our four boys had gone home with some of their friends, so the only kids we had with us were my youngest and his best friend.
Awesome.
"You guys take turns playing Wii, keep the sound down low so we don't hear you, and have fun. We're going to take a nap."
Just as I was heading down the hall to the bedroom (where my wife had already gotten horizontal), there was a knock at the door. Two neighborhood kids had seen that the van was in the driveway and wanted to come in. "Sure thing," I told them, "but please keep it down because I'm going to take a nap."
And nap I did. An hour and a half later I awoke to a commotion in the living room. I got up, threw on some clothes (this is beginning to sound like a Christmas poem), and rushed to the den.
When I got there I was a little taken aback. The house was full of kids. The two who had originally shown up were gone, and now there were five other kids to take their places. This is in addition to the two who belonged to me. And the really interesting part of this is, I had never seen these kids before.
But that's not uncommon here. As I've said on this blog before, we have a neighborhood full of children. Many of these children are left at home to fend for themselves. Several come home from school to an empty house and have no key; they must wait until their parents show up to let them in, which will often be after dark. Many, if not most, are being raised in a single-parent home, and it's dad that's absent.
In addition, because this is fast becoming an urban area, and because we aren't far from the interstate, we have more homeless guys wandering nearby then I've ever seen before. Often they cut right through our neighborhood. One gentleman routinely stops by the house to do odd jobs and get a sandwich. All my kids know him and are genuinely glad to see him when he shows up.
Here is our ministry. It's among the people God has placed in our life. In the 12 years we've been in this neighborhood we've seen all our original neighbors move away, replaced by the scenes I've just described. We are surrounded by a rainbow of color, ethnic and religious backgrounds. We daily have opportunities to live out the beatitudes in the midst of our neighbors; forgiveness, generosity, non-violence, humility.
And as I've said before, it seems a shame to tell a neighbor you can't talk because you have to rush to a "church" meeting. Can I justify telling a kid to walk home because I don't have time to give him a ride due to a production deadline? How do I tell someone who's shown up late on a Saturday night in the middle of a crisis, that I don't have time to talk because "Sunday's coming", and I'm not entirely prepared? Then there are all the other relationship opportunities: tutoring, counseling teen-agers, rushing kids to the hospital, feeding entire families (like, 7 kids at a time!)
This is just me - you don't have to agree - but I think that we manufacture "ministry" opportunities at "church". Is "ministry" really filling the coffee pots on Sunday morning, counting people in seats, being on the worship team? Church leaders, ask yourself this question, because I have, and I didn't like the answer: Do you sometimes feel that people aren't "spiritual" enough because they don't engage in a ministry at your church, especially your ministry area? Do you judge people because they aren't "involved"?
I think maybe we've got our idea of ministry turned around a bit. No doubt, some great things happen on Sunday morning, but the Kingdom is wherever Jesus is present and active, whether it's at church on Sunday, at work on Monday, or in your neighborhood each and every day. I quit so that Stacey and I can make our home the center of our ministry. We will disciple our kids, and minister to our community. We have a huge children's ministry right here in our home.
I've asked this question before, but I'll end with it here: If Jesus lived in your house, how would that affect your neighborhood? What would it look like?
