A Sober Word to the Charismatic Movement
20 hours ago
 The room was dark except for whatever emanated from the stage lights. It seemed smoky but it wasn’t. About 50 young people had gathered for the indie rock show our church sponsors, as we do many weekends. There’s no real stage, only a ‘stage area’, distinguishable by a carpet that elevates the performers a good half-inch above their audience. Most of the audience was standing in front of the ‘stage,’ gathered in a semi-circle. The first ‘row’ was an arms length from the lead singer. And a half-inch below.  Some in the audience swayed to and fro, moved by the music. Most just stood casually by, a stance that somehow seemed to communicate as much of a positive response to the music as the swaying. 
And then there was a third group. Along the walls of the room there are two old church pews that represent both a nod to and a departure from the generations of the faithful that had come before us. This night the pew closest to me was filled with young bottoms. About 5 or 6 young men and women in their teens or early twenties. Each held a cell phone whose light shown dimly on their faces. They were, well, texting. There they were, sitting together, communicating, but not with each other. (Unless, of course they were texting each other, which is a possibility, considering the decibel level in the room.) 
The generation illustrated by these 5-6 youthful butts in a pew is not the future church. They ARE the church. And those of us who are older and whose thumbs lack the agility to text must take note. We must listen to them and understand. We must not write them off because their world is different than ours…because they are different. 
We are quick shake our heads and say that they are not experiencing ‘real community’ because they are not truly present in the here and now. If they cannot give their full attention to the one sitting next to them, they’re missing an opportunity for relationship. If they are more attuned to the one they are texting than the one they’re with, then something is wrong. And if we said that we would have a valid point. But before we do, lets look a bit closer.
First of all, they chose physical proximity. The pew-sitters didn’t isolate themselves in order to begin texting. They found other butts to sit with. Other texting butts, but butts nonetheless. They could have instead found a corner where they could have been ‘alone’ with their texting buddy, but they didn’t. They didn’t consider it rude or antisocial for their fellow pew-mates to be communicating with who-knows-who. They didn’t find that it cheapened the moment or the relationship with those in present company.
They were together, sharing the same space, breathing the same air. They were enjoying a social and perhaps a spiritual event in the same time and space, and thus they were together in a real way. Is it not sometimes enough to just sit together in the presence of your friend, your lover, your Lord? Is silence among us always a sign of disconnect? No, it is being uncomfortable with the silence that more assuredly indicates a lack of connection.
And perhaps the moment was important enough to them that they felt the need to expand the circle beyond who was actually physically present. Perhaps the reason for their behavior was different than we imagine…perhaps they texted not because being present was lacking or because they were bored. Maybe it was because they could not tolerate keeping the moment all to themselves. Maybe the circle of fellowship was larger because those sitting on the pews held their phones before them, thumbs moving at lightning speed, faces aglow. 
Or maybe they were texting about donuts, hated the band and could barely tolerate being in the same room with the others. 
Thoughts?
The room was dark except for whatever emanated from the stage lights. It seemed smoky but it wasn’t. About 50 young people had gathered for the indie rock show our church sponsors, as we do many weekends. There’s no real stage, only a ‘stage area’, distinguishable by a carpet that elevates the performers a good half-inch above their audience. Most of the audience was standing in front of the ‘stage,’ gathered in a semi-circle. The first ‘row’ was an arms length from the lead singer. And a half-inch below.  Some in the audience swayed to and fro, moved by the music. Most just stood casually by, a stance that somehow seemed to communicate as much of a positive response to the music as the swaying. 
And then there was a third group. Along the walls of the room there are two old church pews that represent both a nod to and a departure from the generations of the faithful that had come before us. This night the pew closest to me was filled with young bottoms. About 5 or 6 young men and women in their teens or early twenties. Each held a cell phone whose light shown dimly on their faces. They were, well, texting. There they were, sitting together, communicating, but not with each other. (Unless, of course they were texting each other, which is a possibility, considering the decibel level in the room.) 
The generation illustrated by these 5-6 youthful butts in a pew is not the future church. They ARE the church. And those of us who are older and whose thumbs lack the agility to text must take note. We must listen to them and understand. We must not write them off because their world is different than ours…because they are different. 
We are quick shake our heads and say that they are not experiencing ‘real community’ because they are not truly present in the here and now. If they cannot give their full attention to the one sitting next to them, they’re missing an opportunity for relationship. If they are more attuned to the one they are texting than the one they’re with, then something is wrong. And if we said that we would have a valid point. But before we do, lets look a bit closer.
First of all, they chose physical proximity. The pew-sitters didn’t isolate themselves in order to begin texting. They found other butts to sit with. Other texting butts, but butts nonetheless. They could have instead found a corner where they could have been ‘alone’ with their texting buddy, but they didn’t. They didn’t consider it rude or antisocial for their fellow pew-mates to be communicating with who-knows-who. They didn’t find that it cheapened the moment or the relationship with those in present company.
They were together, sharing the same space, breathing the same air. They were enjoying a social and perhaps a spiritual event in the same time and space, and thus they were together in a real way. Is it not sometimes enough to just sit together in the presence of your friend, your lover, your Lord? Is silence among us always a sign of disconnect? No, it is being uncomfortable with the silence that more assuredly indicates a lack of connection.
And perhaps the moment was important enough to them that they felt the need to expand the circle beyond who was actually physically present. Perhaps the reason for their behavior was different than we imagine…perhaps they texted not because being present was lacking or because they were bored. Maybe it was because they could not tolerate keeping the moment all to themselves. Maybe the circle of fellowship was larger because those sitting on the pews held their phones before them, thumbs moving at lightning speed, faces aglow. 
Or maybe they were texting about donuts, hated the band and could barely tolerate being in the same room with the others. 
Thoughts?
 Matthew 6:11 Give us today our daily bread.
Jesus was not a wealthy man. And He habitually spoke against greed and the abuse of wealth. He said later in this sermon not to store up treasures on earth. But He did understand the need for provision and here instructs His disciples to ask God to give them what they need. For today. Enough for today, not enough for the year. This idea is beautifully illustrated in Exodus 16, the story of God giving the Israelites bread from heaven. It is highly likely that Jesus was nodding to this story in his request for daily bread.
The story talks about the Israelites complaining about being in the desert without what they considered to be adequate provision. These guys had already forgotten that they were in an abusive and inhumane situation in which they were slaves to a cruel dictator. Their grumbling against Moses and Aaron was actually grumbling against a compassionate and merciful God who is all too ready to help. The good ole days are usually not what we remember them to be. The bad stuff we simply choose to forget. Just like Barbara Streisand. Anyway…
God promises to “rain down bread for heaven” and He does just that. The Israelites saw the substance, which was “thin flakes like frost on the ground,” and exclaimed, “Manna!” which means “What is it?”  They had never seen frosted flakes before. The name stuck and the Israelites had breakfast. Lunch and dinner to boot. And even quail meat as a main course for dinner. 
God gave them enough for today, but not enough for tomorrow. If they were greedy and gathered too much it would spoil (except on Friday night, when they could also gather enough for all day Saturday, the day of rest.) 
A story about frosted flakes and a prayer about days and bread speaks strongly to us.
I went to school in a town where I heard a lot of preachers say that Jesus wants us rich. Once I was actually in a Bible study led by a guy who taught that we should have faith for everything we want. Piles of money, cars, TV’s, etc. This type of biblical interpretation could only be birthed in the wealthiest nation in the history of the world. The good ole U.S. of A. 
Jesus does tell us to pray for provision. Don’t be satisfied that less than what you need. But we may need much less than what we think. But He never instructs to pray for what we do not need. Bread for today, not for the whole year. Not even for next week. Today. 
Further, He instructs us to pray for bread. Not cake. We are to pray for sustenance, not luxury. No place for extravagance and greed in the kingdom of God. 
And let us not forget the bread is a gift. We think that we work for our money and that we deserve it because we’ve earned it. Wrong. What an arrogant and thankless way to think! Those who gather manna didn’t produce it. Didn’t supply it. They just went and got it. God gave it from a heart of caring for His children. If you build houses (sorry that work is slow for you right now) you didn’t grow the trees that make the lumber, or create the clay that the bricks are made of. And it is God that gave you the strength and the ability to acquire the appropriate skills. All you’re doing is gathering manna. 
The farmer plants the seed but God supplies the growth. The hunter seeks the prey but God provides it. 
If you work on computers or are in a helping profession it may be a bit less obvious. But we have no materials to create that did not come from God’s creation, and no knowledge and skill that didn’t come from His generosity.  
When my wife and I spent a decade on the mission field we saw this demonstrated clearly. Our support came from gifts, not a salary. And though we worked hard, our finances were in no way connected to the work we did. We did what God called us to do, and He provided for us. When we moved back to the states and ‘got jobs’ nothing really changed. We still must do what god calls us to do and trust Him (not ourselves) to provide.
Nothing we do to provide for ourselves really provides for anything. It is all simply receiving a gift. And recognizing this fact changes everything. All our possessions and finances are suddenly meaningful. Even holy. We no longer have to worry because it is God who supplies everything. Pressure to perform and overachieve takes its proper place as sinful and anti-kingdom motivation. And we are free to give because we know that it is all from God in the first place. 
Asking God to give us daily bread is recognizing the way that the world really works. If our nation is facing hard economic times, we must trust God who gives us enough manna for today.
Matthew 6:11 Give us today our daily bread.
Jesus was not a wealthy man. And He habitually spoke against greed and the abuse of wealth. He said later in this sermon not to store up treasures on earth. But He did understand the need for provision and here instructs His disciples to ask God to give them what they need. For today. Enough for today, not enough for the year. This idea is beautifully illustrated in Exodus 16, the story of God giving the Israelites bread from heaven. It is highly likely that Jesus was nodding to this story in his request for daily bread.
The story talks about the Israelites complaining about being in the desert without what they considered to be adequate provision. These guys had already forgotten that they were in an abusive and inhumane situation in which they were slaves to a cruel dictator. Their grumbling against Moses and Aaron was actually grumbling against a compassionate and merciful God who is all too ready to help. The good ole days are usually not what we remember them to be. The bad stuff we simply choose to forget. Just like Barbara Streisand. Anyway…
God promises to “rain down bread for heaven” and He does just that. The Israelites saw the substance, which was “thin flakes like frost on the ground,” and exclaimed, “Manna!” which means “What is it?”  They had never seen frosted flakes before. The name stuck and the Israelites had breakfast. Lunch and dinner to boot. And even quail meat as a main course for dinner. 
God gave them enough for today, but not enough for tomorrow. If they were greedy and gathered too much it would spoil (except on Friday night, when they could also gather enough for all day Saturday, the day of rest.) 
A story about frosted flakes and a prayer about days and bread speaks strongly to us.
I went to school in a town where I heard a lot of preachers say that Jesus wants us rich. Once I was actually in a Bible study led by a guy who taught that we should have faith for everything we want. Piles of money, cars, TV’s, etc. This type of biblical interpretation could only be birthed in the wealthiest nation in the history of the world. The good ole U.S. of A. 
Jesus does tell us to pray for provision. Don’t be satisfied that less than what you need. But we may need much less than what we think. But He never instructs to pray for what we do not need. Bread for today, not for the whole year. Not even for next week. Today. 
Further, He instructs us to pray for bread. Not cake. We are to pray for sustenance, not luxury. No place for extravagance and greed in the kingdom of God. 
And let us not forget the bread is a gift. We think that we work for our money and that we deserve it because we’ve earned it. Wrong. What an arrogant and thankless way to think! Those who gather manna didn’t produce it. Didn’t supply it. They just went and got it. God gave it from a heart of caring for His children. If you build houses (sorry that work is slow for you right now) you didn’t grow the trees that make the lumber, or create the clay that the bricks are made of. And it is God that gave you the strength and the ability to acquire the appropriate skills. All you’re doing is gathering manna. 
The farmer plants the seed but God supplies the growth. The hunter seeks the prey but God provides it. 
If you work on computers or are in a helping profession it may be a bit less obvious. But we have no materials to create that did not come from God’s creation, and no knowledge and skill that didn’t come from His generosity.  
When my wife and I spent a decade on the mission field we saw this demonstrated clearly. Our support came from gifts, not a salary. And though we worked hard, our finances were in no way connected to the work we did. We did what God called us to do, and He provided for us. When we moved back to the states and ‘got jobs’ nothing really changed. We still must do what god calls us to do and trust Him (not ourselves) to provide.
Nothing we do to provide for ourselves really provides for anything. It is all simply receiving a gift. And recognizing this fact changes everything. All our possessions and finances are suddenly meaningful. Even holy. We no longer have to worry because it is God who supplies everything. Pressure to perform and overachieve takes its proper place as sinful and anti-kingdom motivation. And we are free to give because we know that it is all from God in the first place. 
Asking God to give us daily bread is recognizing the way that the world really works. If our nation is facing hard economic times, we must trust God who gives us enough manna for today.
