Monday, July 02, 2012
I was scared. Who were
these big, rough and tough looking young black men, and where exactly were we?
No, this was not a dream.
About 47 Presbyterians had just disembarked the bus at Homewood House,
site of the House of Manna. We were on
the second leg of the mission tour, “Dynamic and Innovative New Church
Developments of Pittsburgh Presbytery.”
But let me first go back to the beginning of this
afternoon’s tour—the one I got to participate in because Corey, NPSP’s
executive presbyter, gave me his ticket.
Our first stop was the Upper Room, a church plant geared
toward cross-cultural ministry. The group
started out with eight people meeting in the living room of one of the
co-pastors. The storefront where it is
now housed seats 40-some in its upper room.
The pastors, who looked to me to be in their twenties, led us in
liturgical worship in sequences of prayer, Scripture reading, and the Jesus
Prayer in song. I felt the beautiful
presence of the Holy Spirit as we worshipped together.
There in the Upper Room, the pastors of two additional
church plants also spoke to us. The
African Christian United Fellowship reaches out to immigrants and
refugees. As their pastor explained,
they use the gift of language to share the gospel. Born in Africa (Uganda, I believe) and now an
American citizen, he abashedly admitted that he speaks only six languages. Services are conducted in English or Swahili,
depending on who is there, with translation in French as necessary.
Then we listened to the pastor of Hot Metal Bridge Faith
Community. The name references an actual
bridge near their place of worship—in fact, at one point their church was
homeless, so they met under the bridge. Their humble beginnings were in a small group
prayer meeting in a tattoo shop. Their
mission is “heart for the last, the least, the lost,” their focus on feeding and including the
homeless in their neighborhood.
We boarded the bus again, our next stop the House of
Manna. Once again, we were warmly
greeted, this time by those scary-looking black guys I mentioned, who, I soon discovered,
are vibrant in their faith in Jesus.
Again, we worshipped, the music upbeat and soul-stirring, and then
several on that ministry team shared their vision, their story, and their
faith. Their worship is Friday nights
out on the street corner because that is a good time to reach many people. They
give out food, they worship, and they build relationships with the people in
that rough neighborhood. They also live
there.
In 1999, the Pittsburgh Presbytery voted to learn to
plant churches—none had been planted in the previous forty years. You have to know that Pittsburgh has a
Presbyterian church on just about every corner—the joke is that Presbyterians
are the densest in Pittsburgh. Assigned
to that task was newly hired Vera, whose last name I cannot remember. She and her commission learned a few key
concepts as they started doing what no presbytery had done before. Church planting is God’s work. Instead of building a building, they look to
see what the Holy Spirit is up to already and join in. The commission’s role is to listen, discern,
and provide resources. Each of the
eleven churches planted since 1999 is unique, meeting different needs and “doing
church” in different ways, but each one’s desire is to bless the community in
which they are planted. Continuing
prayer is the key to discerning and carrying out God’s plan to transform lives in
a particular time and place.
To wrap up the afternoon, we heard from leaders of three
more new church developments. The Open
Door was planted 6 ½ years ago and has already partnered with three long-established
churches in helping support a nonprofit, Open Hand Ministries, which helps
residents in poor areas of downtown to establish good credit and become first
time homeowners instead of being ousted as the city’s work of renovating
neighborhoods continues. They renovate
vacant properties as part of this ministry.
Another “outplant” of Open Door is Garfield Community Farm, which grows
produce on what once were vacant city lots to feed the hungry.
Wow! Church plants
can plant new ministries. People join
together to form new communities of faith.
Lives are transformed by the generous love of God through Jesus
Christ. Populations otherwise unreached
and often ignored are loved and discipled one life at a time.
So, by the time the bus left House of Manna, those young
black men whom I had silently and unfairly stereotyped as thugs, had deeply
inspired me. They are incredible
brothers in Christ.
And I haven’t even told you yet about the powerful
message by Brian McLaren this morning.
It has been a day of discovery.
Janis, this is a wonderful "report"! Thanks for sharing it. It really shows that we need to take some time to pause and listen to the voice of the Spirit of God and to sense where God might be leading us... and your experience with the "young tough looking black guys" also reminds us that we too often make quick judgments on people if they don't look like "us".
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