I don’t care about the size of your platform. I don’t care who you know or who you’re married to. I don’t care how big your church is or what celebrity or government official attends your church regularly. I don’t care how much you can read someone’s mail, or even that you write the most elaborate prophetic words. I don’t care how long you’ve led worship. I don’t care how well you play an instrument. I don’t care how well you dance or how many people hit the ground when you touch them. I don’t care how many conferences you’ve been to or even spoken at. I don’t care how many people follow you or watch your videos. I don’t care about the name tag on your clothes. I don’t care about the jewels you wear or the watch on your wrist or how much the shoes on your feet cost. You see, none of those things impress me. *cue Shania Twain singing “That Don’t Impress Me Much”*
What Really Matters
What I care about… how well do you love the least of those you encounter? How often do you step in to help someone in need? What’s your integrity and character like? Do you exhibit the heart of the Father in all you do? Do you point people to Jesus when you give them a word or preach to them? Do you lift up the broken and stand for truth? Can people trust you to be real and honest? Do you give others the chance to grow? Do you give as much as you take? Do you give others a chance and a platform, or do you hold yours with a tight fist? Are you making disciples of Jesus or yourself? Do you show compassion and mercy to those you may not think deserve it?
What Does This Have To Do With The Church?
We have become a people impressed with the same things as the world while the broken and lost have fallen by the wayside. While we are searching for more position, glamor, and recognition, there are people hurting, broken, and feeling invisible. What have we become when we can’t take Jesus outside the 4 walls of a building?!
The Lord highlighted Isaiah 1:11-17 to me, and I’ve been meditating on it for the last week. I find myself grieved at how close it hits. We are about to enter a new time where we take Jesus outside the 4 walls of a building and encounter Him more and more in unusual places. It’s time to make a change and show the world Jesus more than we talk of Him. 💖
Isaiah 1:11-17 MSG
11-12 “Why this frenzy of sacrifices?”
“Don’t you think I’ve had my fill of burnt sacrifices,
rams and plump grain-fed calves?
Don’t you think I’ve had my fill
of blood from bulls, lambs, and goats?
When you come before me,
whoever gave you the idea of acting like this,
Running here and there, doing this and that—
all this sheer commotion in the place provided for worship?
13-17 “Quit your worship charades.
I can’t stand your trivial religious games:
Monthly conferences, weekly Sabbaths, special meetings—
meetings, meetings, meetings—I can’t stand one more!
Meetings for this, meetings for that. I hate them!
You’ve worn me out!
I’m sick of your religion, religion, religion,
while you go right on sinning.
When you put on your next prayer-performance,
I’ll be looking the other way.
No matter how long or loud or often you pray,
I’ll not be listening.
And do you know why? Because you’ve been tearing
people to pieces, and your hands are bloody.
Go home and wash up.
Clean up your act.
Sweep your lives clean of your evildoings
so I don’t have to look at them any longer.
Say no to wrong.
Learn to do good.
Work for justice.
Help the down-and-out.
Stand up for the homeless.
Go to bat for the defenseless.