My life calling has been the same for a long time, but it seems to be adjusting a bit. Really, it’s the same, just I am expressing it with different words. For a long, long time I have lived like this:
When I die, I hope teenagers cry.
You might think that’s morbid, if so, google the James is wierd club to meet people just like you. For the rest of us it makes sense that if a person invests his life in teens consistently they will cry at your funeral. It reminds me that I want to influence teens for my whole life.
Somehow I need to add:
Break the numb.
I really think that the western world (wealthy) is numb to much of the kingdom of God – and it seems to be the prophetic job of ‘pastors’ to break through this and help people see the kingdom here and coming.
Along that line, I need to preach sometime about how we have taken the statement about being in the world, but not of the world and changed it into being like the world but not as bad as the world. For evidence, look at contemporarty christian music, the christian publishing industry, coffee shops in churches, silly slogans on signs, the way church leaders dress, christian celebrities, church buildings, democratic church leadership, etc. The negative effect of this is an isolationism and elitism that is causing many people to no longer look at Christians as lovers of all – instead they think we love their stuff, ideas, and anything else we can copy; yet we can do without those heathens who negatively influence our market share.
break the numb.