Yesterday I had the pleasure of kicking off our Advent series at MCC entitled Advent Conspiracy. Some may recognize the name for the simple reason that – if truth be told – we stole it. Well, not really…it was there for the taking. Check out my previous post for a description of what it’s all about.
Because we also had a baptism in the service there were a number of visitors in church – some of whom were vocally open about their atheism and/or agnosticism. This was the first time I’ve ever knowinly preached in front of non-Christians. I’d like to say that I converted everyone and instead of one baptism we had an inpromptu mass baptism rght them and there. But that didn’t happen.
I made a few tweaks to my sermon, mostly in the way of few additional stupid jokes and self-deprecating humor (you have to be able to laugh at yourself if your going to take your job seriously
) and trusted God to take care of the rest.
When talking with non-believers, I typically try to make a point of defying the stereotypes. For example, when someone tells me all the reasons they hate Christians and would become one themselves (they usually point out hypocrisy, greed, legalism, division, hate/racism, intollerance, etc), I like to respond nonchalantly by saying “Ya, I don’t want to be a Christian either.” That almost always through people for a loop because all of a sudden I – as a follower of Jesus – am agreeing with everything their saying. I then get into some wonderful conversations about what I think it means to be a Christian and it usually looks quite different from what most non-beleivers think it looks like (different from a lot of Christians too).
But when you’re preaching, you can’t really do that; the walls/stereotypes need to be torn down in a different way. And so, just minutes before I stood up to preach I was racking my brain trying to answer the question: “Why is someone an atheist?” And when I lined that up with a sermon that somewhat suggested that Christians should buy less stuff this year and resist the powers of materialism and consumerism (it doesn’t get much more stereotypical than that in our churches this time of year in America), I realized that this was going to be a really hard sermon to preach “evangelistically.” I didn’t get a chance to connect with all the visitors before the service so I had no idea who believed and who didn’t. And for the atheists in church, I didn’t know if they had any exposure to church before that day or how much; What did they know about the Bible? What did they know about Christmas? What did they know about Jesus? What did they know about baptism? What did they know about church? I had absolutely nothing to work off of except to know that there were people sitting in the crowd that thought we were all a bunch of superstitious fools.
(As I write this I keep laughing about the fact that so many of the unchurched think the only thing ministers ever talk about is money [thanks to the televangelists] and I basically preached a “money sermon” of sorts)
So best I could, I confronted the expectations head-on. When I talked about buying one less gift, I made sure to emphasize the fact that I wasn’t asking people to not buy anything. When I talked about taking the money we save from not buying as many gifts and the offering we’ll be taking for clean water projects and books for a local elementary school, I cracked a joke (one of my better ones of the day) about the staff Christmas bonus (I assumed that non-Christians think all the money goes into our pockets – don’t freak out, it wen’t over exactly the way it needed to). When I talked about replacing that “missing” gift with a relationship gift, I gave concrete examples of what that looks like and appealed to a common desire we all have to simply know that someone else cares – that often times fresh-baked cookies, a hug, and good conversation over a cup of coffee can mean more than the Nintendo Wii. And I talked about how we, as followers of Jesus, do these things simply because of the example that Jesus gave us when he was with us in person.
The difficult thing about being a minister that most people don’t realize is that so much of what we do goes unacknowledged. I’m not fishing for compliments. It’s the nature of the calling. I have no idea – and most likely never will – what kind of impact I had on the non-believers who were in church on Sunday. I can’t give a pop-quiz at the end of the service or call everyone up and find out how my “performance” was. Ultimately, I ahve to just trust that the right words came out of my mouth and that some good was done. And that’s what I keep praying happened: I pray that through something in the service, the Spirit worked a little on those who needed it and that they saw a Christian community that defied expectations, a group of broken followers who look nothing like what our visitors think they should. I hope Jesus was glorified and worshipped and I hope that God was revealed in a new way…
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