Prophetic Church
The case for a prophetic church.
“I hear her voice in the mornin' hour, she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
Drivin' down the road, I get a feelin'
That I should've been home yesterday, yesterday”
This photo and short video from recent wedding depicts what prophetic church arising is like: spontaneous, messy, passionate, not ashamed to not know the lyrics, with a friar from the tradition joint in a bunch of people celebrating the Bride and Groom. Longing to go on a road to find a home.
It’s not a better church.
It’s not a church of people who know better.
It’s a church of those who resigned to find, no matter the cost, if what they feel on their bones, is real. If what they sense in their hearts, might be the thing they can live for. Consecrate their whole being. Survive the disappointments to uncover the steadiness of the vision they were created for to consume them for life.
It’s a church of those who pioneer, bleed and are wounded for those who have no strength or desire to go after the fire and water because they have not yet been touched.
It’s a church of the dreamers who don’t mind being wounded, misunderstood, omitted or judged.
It’s the church that goes to the wilderness to find their identity in Christ fighting the Accuser with speaking the Word that Is. It goes to the silence of the desert to hear Someone Else them themselves.
It is the church that passes by great opportunities to find a way of life that will satisfy their King and not the crowds or individuals pursuing their gifts.
It’s the church of idealism dictated by heavenly imagination and lived in practical obedience where the leader and the cook are friends, the CFO and the artist are talking, the decision maker and the discerner are praying together.
It’s the church that is not afraid to challenge the status quo of comfort, predictability and systemic structures , starting with itself, not others. It’s the church that pays the most attention to the culture of love.
It’s the church that prays as much as possible, breathing all forms of connection with God and seeking validation of their individual and communal life from that source of Presence.
It’s the church that sticks with the least of those, not expecting to be understood by the most powerful.
It’s the church after God’s whispers that can be heard only within the unassuming breezes and gusts of the Wind of the Spirit.