This summer, we're going to spend some time thinking about how we do "church." Thinking, of course, that it might have to do with things we can find ourselves doing all through the week, wherever we are, and not just for an hour on Sunday, in the Cove.
For our first Sunday of this adventure, we start with the sharing of story.
For many Christians, this is called "testimony." Or "witness," as in "Can I get a witness??!" But that's just loaded with church-y expectations and predispositions. (Some of which, I admit, predispose me to not want to listen to folks who come 'round to my door in the interest of "witnessing.")
I'm interested in how we ARE called to share our stories--our lives of faith. I suspect that we are, somehow.
Of course, I also love how St. Francis said it: "Preach the gospel at all times. If necessary, use words." It saves us from hyprocrisy--by letting our actions "preach" more loudly than our words.
Words can be good, too. (I love words. And dictionaries, and am fond of books and crossword puzzles.)
I've been shaped in faith by the words of many who shared their own experiences in faith in ways that opened me to God's possibilities in this world.
This week, as always, we have some words from scripture to share. In Galatians, we get a quick summary of Paul's testimony. And I'm caught on the way that his story matters in his telling of the Gospel.
He has to talk first about his own tranformation. Then, the Gospel can make sense.
It seems like this is significant: we have to locate ourselves in the story, first, and then God's story can make sense.
What piece of the story (God's story) would you tell, and how does your story put you in a place to do that?