Fred Astair,
by Maurice Smith
O.K. I confess. I love old movies. I’m
one of those afficionados
who genuinely believes that the best overall movie ever made was (and still is)
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So, what’s all this got to do with house church you ask. (As my daughter says when we’re translating Greek together, “Wait for it, dad, wait for it!”) If you ask the question “What is house church?” among house church participants you’ll get a wide variety of answers, which reflect the varying interests and emphasis of the different house churches. If you were to visit on one particular evening devoted to prayer and worship, you might conclude (both rightly and wrongly) that house church was a prayer meeting. If you were to visit on a different night when teaching was being emphasized you might conclude (again, rightly and wrongly) that house church is all about teaching. On yet another night when a mature 5-fold prophetic individual is ministering, you might conclude that house church is all about a ministry of giving and receiving prophetic words. And on still another night when God is moving and all the gifts are functioning thru many people you might conclude that house church in borderline pandemonium (and you would be right . . . and wrong . . . again). By now you should be getting the point, namely, that house church is about all of these things, and yet, it is about NONE of these things.
So, allow me to return now to my
dancing metaphor. House church, like
our individual relationships with God, is about learning to dance with God . .
. and then with each other. Dancing represents a very intimate
relationship between two people. It requires communication, practice, allowing
someone else to lead (control!) while you and I follow, and becoming so intimately
acquainted with another person that you can sense (and eventually anticipate)
their every move by looking in their eye or watching the inflection of their
body. And it requires a deep level of trust. If you have ever watched ice
dancers in the Olympic games,
then you have seen the intricate moves which require each partner to trust one
another, often at substantial personal risk. But when it comes together it is
beautiful to watch. I still vividly remember Jayne Torvill and Christopher Dean performing their
intricate and intimate dance to Ravel’s
“Bolero” at the 1984 Winter Olympics in
O.K., let’s go back to the question.
What is house church? At its most basic
and intimate level, house church is the pursuit of God in the company of
friends who are learning to dance . . . with God and with one another.
Is house church about more than that.
Yes, of course it is. Revival, church
planting, city-reaching, neighborhood and community transformation, and much
more. But ultimately, all of those “other things” are dependent
for their success upon people and house churches who have discovered, practiced
and are learning the intricate and intimate art of dancing with God and with
one another.
Several years ago blind Christian
recording artist Ken Medema
did a song that I’ll never forget. I don’t recall the title and have since lost
the album (bigger than a CD and played on something called a “record player” -
just in case you were wondering). But the words went like this:
He
asked me to dance though I’d never tried dancing before,
I had
visions of saints & angels laughing us right off the floor,
Although
I protested it just wouldn’t be any good,
He
gently insisted and finally I told him I would.
Unforgettable,
he was the coming of Spring
on a cold winter’s day;
Unforgettable,
he taught this singer to sing in a whole new way.
So, tell me. How are your dancing
skills, both with God and with other believers in your house church? This is a
challenge for those of us who have grown up and spent most of our Christian
lives in what I call the “rationalistic wing” of the church, where what little
dancing that occurs is very carefully scripted and choreographed to make
everyone look good. Unfortunately we want to bring this carefully rehearsed
script into house church, and the results thus far have been , , , disappointing. As the coming season of spiritual awakening and
outpouring begins, I believe God is once again going to teach His people the
intimate and intricate art of dancing with Him and with each other.
There is a certain degree of risk here, the risk of “saints & angels
laughing us right off the floor”. But trust me (and I’m still learning this).
If Fred Astaire can dance
with a hat rack and make it look good and easy, chances are that Jesus can
dance with you and make it . . . unforgettable.