I can’t understand much of what he’s saying, though I desperately wish I could. In this small way, I catch a glimpse of the culture shock that awaits the luckiest of these boys.
There's lament - “Why are things so broken – again and again – where has all the mercy gone.” But also this gratitude – "again and again"– in the midst of it all, "God’s love remains."
Especially during a time when it feels like we are all suffering, when no one is really “healthy” and giving out of an abundance of energy, time, or resources, I battle two conflicting motivations.
In an attempt to defend his event, Feucht accused these pastors of preventing him from “bringing Jesus to the streets of LA.” Dear Sean: Jesus is already on Skid Row.
Our reactions and feelings of loss toward having our weekly temple worship stripped away might reveal something of an idolatry within us. Have we become too dependent, too anchored, too confined to the temple walls and to the warm fuzzies we get from the familiarity with our siblings in the church?