Somewhere in Belarus is a small town of 700 people called
Gorsk. In that town, there stands a small cinder-block building with no furnishings because it has no roof. The 50 believers that have built that church to this point have run out of money, so they ask their friends, a church in a nearby town for help. What does that church do? They sent a letter to their American friend who worked with them for several weeks last year, my pastor.
Winter is fast approaching, and the church has no money for a roof and heater. The cost for the roof? $2500. The heater? $500. Three thousand American dollars will basically build this church.
So tonight, in our quarterly business meeting, our pastor shares the letter from his friends and asks the church body what we want to do about it. All he got were mumbles and stares. I watched as everyone him-hawed around, shrugged and looked at the person next to them for an answer. No one said a word. So, we dropped the discussion (if you could call it that) and moved on to the next point of business--new tires for the church van.
Our church has a budget of $167,000 next year. Of that amount, we are donating 27% ($45,000) to our denomination's foreign mission fund. Actually, we pride ourselves on being a church that supports missions because we give so much to the "cooperative fund" (a Southern Baptist organization).
BULL CRAP.
To me, this is the equivalent of giving a hefty offering on Sunday, and turning down your Christian brother or sister that needs help paying thier rent on Monday, because you already gave to God that week. Thats what a Parisee would do. That is so snot-nosed and arrogant that I could hardly contain myself as I sat there [and even now]. Did you know that we are spending $6000 on church bulletins next year?
I wanted to stand up and scream. I wanted to cry. I wanted to do something, but I didn't. The most I could muster in the defense of my brothers and sisters was a prayer request at the end of the meeting that "we would prayerfully consider giving" to this church. THAT was the grossest sin tonight; I was silent in the face of Error.
"Suppose a brother or sister is without clothes and daily food. If one of you says to him, "Go, I wish you well; keep warm and well fed," but does nothing about his physical needs, what good is it? In the same way, faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead."
--James 2:15-17
Our faith is so dead that, frankly, it stinks.
See also Matthew 25:31-46.
Please pray for me that I might make this right.
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