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Thursday, February 4, 2016

Dead Church


This story has been around for a while but is a great reminder of the responsibility each of us have to God and His church.

A young, ambitious pastor was called to serve in a certain church.  He was warned by his predecessor that this congregation was "dead". It was not even worth trying to save it. But this pastor accepted the call because he believed with God’s guidance he could bring life to that church. He was an optimist and he worked hard, visiting the members, preaching his best sermons enthusiastically, he tried to develop an outreach or lay visiting program so that visits might be done in the homes of the active, the inactive and new people moving into town.

The harder he tried, the more he knew that his predecessor was right; this was one seriously dead church.
  It was a shrine for the frozen chosen - a mausoleum of faith. There was just nothing there. The spark for ministry, the excitement sharing the gospel was just not there.  So one Sunday he made a startling announcement to the few who were gathered for worship.

He said, "In as much as you are a dead congregation, unresponsive to resuscitative efforts, unresponsive to any effort of pumping life into the workings of the congregation, in as much as the vital signs of the congregation are dead, I will conduct a funeral for this ’dead ’church next Sunday morning at 10:00am."

The members, at least the few who were there, buzzed with excitement following the service. One said, "What’s he trying to pull anyway?" Another said, "I don’t understand?" The pastor and his announcement of a funeral for the church was the main talk of the tiny rural town during that week. The phone lines were hot with talk; the coffee shop was filled with men talking about what they expected next Sunday.

Sunday arrived, and as the people gathered, there was an open coffin in the front of the church. As the 10:00 approached, the pastor looked out and saw that every pew plus some chairs were filled for this funeral service.

He began the funeral service by reading scripture, he shared prayer, he even gave a very sad sermon on the demise of this over 100 year old church and congregation. After he finished his sermon, he did something which again startled the membership. He asked the members to please rise and pass slowly by the open coffin to pay their last respects to this now dead church.

Row by row, the people rose and walked past the coffin. And, each of them got the same sheepish, startled look as They scurried quickly away from it. The coffin was empty except for a mirror. As each person peered into the coffin to view the deceased each looked upon his or her own face.
Ask yourself what would my church look like if everyone: attended, gave, served, prayed, invited, and worshipped like me? Would it be Dead, Lukewarm, or Alive? It is something to pray about and act on. Amen?