Dear Baptist Wonks,
Please stop. Your meetings are in vain. You plan, but do not listen to the Lord. You make a big show of using the right words, invoking the right scripture, and following the hottest trends in postmodern, monastic or seminary life.
The problem for God is that your heart is not really in it. You want the institution to survive. You act like you are worshiping, sharing God’s love, doing good projects for God. However, you do not mean it.
At times like this, God intervenes, perhaps through our own arrogance or pride. When we experience God, it is shocking. It wakes us from the stupor of daily life. Seeing God at work is astonishing and turns us over so we are standing on our heads.
Sages and wise old voices begin to look like fools. The ones who seem to have it all figured out appear to be clowns. Professors and experts who spout solutions seem to know nothing.
The places we least expect to do great things start to show God’s transforming power. Wasted places are transformed into lush gardens, even if you miss seeing it because you are still stuck in a meeting somewhere. God makes powerful promises: The castoffs of society will be laughing and dancing in God; people who are down and out will shout praises to God. At that time, the cynical scoffers will become extinct. We, who cheat the poor, will be no more. We, who victimize the innocent, will be gone.
Stop what you are doing and join God.
Grace and peace,
P.S. Apologies to the prophet Isaiah for borrowing without permission from 29:13-14, 17