java soaked theological philosophy and associated blather from a spiritual nomad

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I am a man with a great love for my Lord, the church and her members, and for coffee, strong and black.
I also have a great love for writing.
Everything I say here is my own opinion. Why in the world would I hold someone else's opinion?

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

imagine

That is what the Scriptures mean when they say, “No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love him.” (1 Corinthians 2:9)
Thinking about the church in the future and imagining.

IMAGINE:

Daily corporate prayer

Eating places – especially for those in need

Accommodation units – hostel, B&B, on site units for members in temporary need

Learning courses – resource center

Work and creative arts projects

Sacred space with gardens or another quiet place for meditation

Mentors and counselors

Facilities for all or most ages

Social entertainment

Unlocking doors;

church interiors as public spaces in the city;

worship installations staying up all the time;

the local church building as an open-doored hangout;

sofas,

visuals, newspapers, books, food, drink;

good coffee;

plenty of places to plug in your laptop;

opening hours 10am to midnight;

spiritual resources and personal space available at all times;

a place to work, rest and pray; the living room only bigger.

Rolling community – like the Cheers bar: as one set of characters leave another set arrive. All are connected by the bar staff [who themselves come and go] or one or two members who exchange groups. Everybody does some connecting in this way.

The community is a network, not just a spoked wheel dependent on a few at the center.

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