It hadn’t gone missing, as much as we’d gone missing. A million books have been written about why folks move on – whether or not it’s a good thing – whether or not it is even a reasonable thing to do. Thankfully, it is however a really, really difficult thing to do. We’d been plugged into the same body for over 25 years and were involved – heavily. So saying adieu was very awkward at best and impossible at worst. I remember how I’d felt when others before us left.
Anyway, the church isn’t missing, but we’re trying to find it again.
So here are the choices – the shopping list as it were. Small, large, religious, free, Spirit-filled, Calvinist, Arminian, worshiping, teaching, friendly, uptight, outreaching, rich, poor, insular, mainstream, charismatic…
“Don’t wait for the perfect church – you’ll ruin it.”
I’d considered creating a scorecard of sorts, and over the Sundays we’d visit and keep score. Then, after a specific period had passed we’d tally and decide.
The dartboard method would be easier, and if we were wrong, we could blame it on God for not guiding the fated projectile to the appropriate slice of the pie.
Prayerfully consider what your gifts are (your assets so to speak), what you need (your liabilities) and see if there’s a spot where you can invest.
And so the hunt continues…
We’ve liked every spot we’ve gone, and where we came from – so far.