There was a very holy man in the 5th century, remembered in the church as Saint Simeon Stylites. He gained extensive fame as a holy man by spending thirty-three years living on top of a ten-foot pole. He was up there by himself until the day he died. He had a few other kooky ideas, too.
People flocked to see him, seeking a few words of wisdom from the man so holy he would live on a pole. I'm not sure I make the connection. Chances are, you're smiling at the idea, which just proves Pastor Steve's message on Sunday: fellowship is what Christians do.
Remember: True devotion to Christ must be evidenced by consistent devotion to Christians!. It's a supernatural fellowship, drawing its source from the Gospel. Fellowship with God is the fuel for fellowship with one another.
The Gospel defines our fellowship--it's sharing with our fellow-believers the things that God has made known to us about himself. In fellowship we are dependent on Jesus and on the grace that comes to us through one another. Fellowship is giving and receiving, the way that the eye serves the hand and the hand serves the eye.
The Gospel determines fellowship's goals: obedience, sanctification, and unity. Our first goal is obedience to the commands of God, which includes the 'one anothering' commands. In sanctification God uses other people to conform us into the image of Christ. We need to be unified the way that individual stones come together and fit to form one building.
So what do you think about these points? Are we as women committed to this kind of fellowship? Or do we have our own personal poles that we're sitting on, separating ourselves from each other in a pretense of holiness? Or perhaps we are the ones at the bottom of the pole, looking up in admiration at the holy one sitting up there, not daring to approach, not hoping to measure up. Let's not be so silly.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
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When I think of it, sitting on a pole IS silly, but I know that, in the past, I have hoisted people up there, isolating them by my "respectful distance." I was also hoisted up there myself, having been taught not to admit to my failings to others, so I wouldn't reflect badly on my family. It's not a comfortable seat...
Recently though, God has really shown me how much better His plan of fellowship is.
Last November, I didn't go to Care Group even once, and I missed 2-3 Sundays of church worship as well. Even if one or two of those absences were "providentially hindered," the others were a product of just not prioritizing fellowship. I went to another church with a friend; I stayed home with my family; I didn't think I was missing anything.
When I came back to Care Group, reluctantly, in December, I was asked how I was, and all I said was "fine" with a smile. I wasn't fine: I had taken my eyes off of God and gotten caught up in a stress tornado. In the past, my answer would have gotten me off the hook of fellowship and left me skewered by a sense of overwhelming panic at doing life alone.
But God is good, and Brian and Donna weren't about to let me go with a one word answer. They asked for more; I broke down, and the whole Care Group gathered around and prayered for me. I didn't know why I felt so lost, depressed, overwhelmed and weary, but Donna knew it had everything to do with my being out of fellowship for the month.
Before coming to TFC, I constantly fought off depression and lonliness, but now, here, in God's good plan, even if I don't pick up the phone, looking harried at church or a facebook status is enough to bring comments and concern and open doors of opportunity for fellowship from all of my church family who are doing God's work cutting down the poles when old habits cause me to start climbing again.
Leah,
Thank you for sharing evidence of God's grace in your life--that He showed you in a tangible way-- dependence on other Christians and the importance of fellowship for your own spiritual well-being:)
By sharing, you have contributed to my spiritual well-being:)
Everyone: I was in nursery on Sunday, so I listened to the message at home. The word that came to my mind near the end of the sermon was "incapable." I realized that I am incapable to live out the Christian life without the help/encouragement/discernment/guidance/etc. of other believers. I am so seriously flawed...sin is so ingrained in me... that I can completely convince myself that things aren't what they actually are and be led down a very crooked path. I NEED others to look into my life and clear things up for me. Then I need their encouragement, example and guidance to do what I'm supposed to do! Which means I need to be in fellowship with other Christians before I really need it (i.e. all the time) so that there is a relationship in place...it is important to be known by others--so they can speak into my life. As a non-Christian I think I just wanted to be known and loved so that I could experience self-love/worship (sounds so gross--and it is!). What I'm talking about now is being known by others and getting to know others...to benefit the body and to be benefitted by the body for the glory of God. There is much more I could delve into here, but the next thought was even larger...
When I look a little more deeply into my heart, I also am a Lone Ranger of sorts (like the man on the pole). Except, I don't WANT to be there...I don't feel like I am necessarily choosing to be alone. But pride is totally at work in me as I view others as well intentioned, but lacking in some way and incapable of truly offering the help I really need. Maybe they just don't know me well enough, or I'm too complicated for them?? Sometimes, I try to explain something to someone and I sense that they aren't understanding what I'm actually saying...they understand what they THINK I'm saying (which I know isn't their fault because they are just trying to discern my often confusing words--but I don't know how else to explain things). I think you get the picture. As I was thinking about all of this, I realized that thinking that other Christians are incapable of reaching me and helping me is like saying that to God Himself...that God cannot understand me because I am too complicated or "different"...It is negating the fact that it is GOD who works in someone else to minister to me...they are the vehicle. It is as good as coming from God Himself.
So putting these two lessons together--I need to reach out to others to get to know them and to live transparently before them...constantly aware that God is orchestrating the whole process of who I am fellowshipping with, what is being said and what it will do for each one of us, etc.
I think it's easy to look at relationships like the world does...with God out of the picture. Just a bunch of people walking around looking for enjoyment/satisfaction from other people in the same way that it can be found in hobbies, entertainment, food, sports, etc. It's just another way to replace God and ultimate satisfaction and joy.
Your thoughts??
Becky,
Thank YOU so much for sharing! I never thought about it like that, that I'm actually thinking that God CAN'T get what's going on with me! Wow... You really got down to the heart issue. I know that will be going through my mind next time I'm tempted to not open up...
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