On the day the church was born it sucked the breath of the Holy Spirit into its lungs, and it went forward on that power for days, for years, for centuries. But these days the church—in America at least—seems to be gasping for breath. It needs something, but we’re not sure what it is. [L]isten to Jesus. “Wait,” he says. “Pray. Ask my father to send the promised power from on high.”
When I think about the church today, and the situation many mainline protestant churches find themselves facing, the question I ask of the church and of myself is, can we remain faithful? Are we salty enough? Are our lamps burning brightly? Can we look towards the future with hope and renewed imagination, remembering that we are the salt and light of Christ?