Wednesday, April 8, 2026

Do you go to the club or place of worship on Sunday?

I once lived and worked in a community where most professionals were expatriates.  The community was relatively small, and we were in the middle of a desert, so there was not much to do when not at work.

Among the clubs and societies, the primary activities were centered at the bar, the golf club, and the church.  In some ways, all three were very similar – a place to hang out with people with similar interests.  In the bar, you played pool or darts, and drank while socializing.  At the golf club, you drank and socialized after the round (although a number of people skipped the game and went straight to the drinking part).  At church there was no alcohol but lots of food, and instead of a game there was a service.

Some differences were the entrance requirements.  The bar was wide open, and anyone was welcome.  The church welcomed anyone initially, but to get involved you had to sign onto a statement of faith.  The golf club was the most exclusive.  You didn’t get onto the property without being a member, or in the company of a member.  Riffraff were excluded because membership was only offered to those who could find the support of existing members.  Then there was the money part.  There were no membership fees at the bar, the expectation to tithe at the church, and hefty joining and annual fees at the golf club.

All three of these institutions met a fundamental need - for people to find community and support when in need.  However, only one explicitly offered an answer to the other fundamental need – to worship.  The church was a place where people could be unified under their worship of Christ, regardless of their nationality, political opinion, or sporting prowess.  The focus on God generally transcended personal differences.

Flip forward 40 years to Midwest USA and I am thinking about the churches I have been involved in here.  They also meet the need for fellowship and community among like-minded people.  But I do wonder whether they are so wrapped in enforcing social norms to protect a certain way of life, that they have forgotten to worship, and in essence are not very different from the golf club where the riffraff are excluded.  Expressing a political or social (or even scientific) opinion (even if it is based on scripture) different from the local norm (often dictated by a politician) leads to being shunned.

I understand that monumental changes are swirling around us, and that is terrifying.  I would argue, though, that the appropriate response is to obey the commands to love people, and trust the almighty God, rather than to circle the wagons and shoot at everyone who is different.  The other fundamental need is to worship, and we can’t do that well without loving.  Indeed, telling God how to keep the world in order is the opposite of worship.

So the challenge I would beg you to address honestly: is the place you go on Sundays a place of worship, or a club?

Thursday, March 26, 2026

Lions

One of the social media feeds I watch is images and videos of animals in a South African game reserve.  Being able to watch, even remotely, the animals in their natural environment normally makes me simultaneously homesick, and comforted.

Today’s highlight, however, was extraordinarily disturbing.  It was a video of two male lions eviscerating and eating another male lion.  He was doomed to die, with his innards spread all over the place, yet he was still fighting back with all that he had left.  This broke me.  Partially because of the cruelty of the aggressors to their own kind, but more because it is a gruesome illustration of the conservative church in the USA. 

Comfortable white Christians are riding the wave of their perceived influence on political power, while verbally and emotionally eviscerating those who dare to question where this trend is headed.  As a legal immigrant in a culture that is increasingly punitive of all immigrants, legal or otherwise, I am unable to speak out about the corruption of the leadership, failure of the checks and balances in the constitution, and the normalization of greed, cruelty, and lawlessness.  I hide in my cave, muted, and hope that no one notices that I am here, while biblical norms evaporate in the society around me.  Man’s inhumanity to man is rampant, and celebrated, even an especially among christians.  Commands to love God and love neighbors are secondary to the priorities of money, security, and so-called freedom. 

Should I fulfil my ministry as a teacher and fight back, albeit futilely, while my innards are spread all around, or hide out and just hope to survive until God steps in (Ps 13)?