Pastoring in Las Vegas is a lot like being a doctor who time
travels to the ancient world. Let me explain…
Imagine you’re in medical school. In it you learn about the
largest human organ – the skin. It’s designed to keep certain things out
(germs), while letting other things pass freely (air, sweat to cool you off,
etc.). It’s also designed to hurt when it’s broken or damaged as a means of
your own defense (at least partly to teach us to not keep our hand on that hot
stove we just touched). You would also learn about hypodermic needles and shots
as a means of delivering life-saving medicine to where it’s needed, but only by
(painfully) puncturing the skin.
Now imagine you’re fully trained as a doctor and somehow
time traveled to the ancient world. You see before you people dying of the very
thing you’ve been saved from due to a shot you received (which, of course, hurt
at the time). Their symptoms are obvious and painful. Your heart grieves for
those around you and you long for them to receive the same cure you’ve been
given. Here’s the problem. You’re offering something they’ve never heard of
before. They don’t understand the nature of “viruses” and “bacteria” and more
than they do “immunizations” or “antibiotics.” So, they are left to interpret
your words and actions based on what they are familiar with.
A hypodermic needle would most closely resemble an odd
little sword or knife. Those hurt. They’re used to hunt not to heal. All they
know is you’re asking them to do something they know will hurt – with something
that only seemingly someone wishing them harm would use – and they’ve never
associated that with coming from someone they can trust. All they know is
you’re asking someone who’s already suffering to let you do something that will
definitely cause pain, yet asking them to trust you that it’s for the best.
In a sense, that’s what it’s like to be a pastor in Las
Vegas. I constantly meet people suffering from the effects of what the Bible
calls “sin,” whether they’d call it that or not. As a Christian bringing God’s
Word, I initially call to mind for them other painful experiences with others
they associate with their view of Christianity that only made things worse for
them. Even in the church, God’s prescriptions – which bear the brand names of
“Faith,” “Confession” and “Repentance” – are often seen only for the initial
pain or loss that comes from turning away from sin, rather than as God’s
ordained means of healing.
If people don’t deeply trust someone, they won’t heed their
call to do what is initially painful or costly in order to find greater healing
on the other side. As a pastor sometimes that means letting people get to know
me as a person – as the guy who DJs or helps start community service
organizations – before I tell them I’m also a pastor. For others it’s
demonstrating God’s grace as their sin comes to the surface. Yet eventually
it’s not me they really need to trust in. That’s where the call to preach and
demonstrate the gospel of grace offered in Christ comes in. Nobody will respond
to God’s call to confession, faith and repentance as long as they believe God
is one they’ll be happier keeping at arm’s length.
Please pray that God allows us to introduce Las Vegans to a
Jesus who is worthy of their faith and who offers something worth the temporary
discomfort of confession and repentance – namely forgiveness and new life.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
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Is it Las vegans? Or Las Veganese?
ReplyDeleteDefinitely Las Vegans ("Vegan" rhymes with "Megan" - not those who don't eat animal products)
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