One of my biggest struggles in church planting has been the nagging thought that there are already plenty of churches. As we drive through Spartanburg we see countless churches. I question our calling as I think that with so many churches already, what could we possibly accomplish that isn’t already being done?
For a season it seemed like we would never make it to this point. But here we are. In Spartanburg.
I have been reflecting lately on one of the first times Mike and I skied together. We were dating at the time, still getting to know each other in so many ways. As we started out, Mike asked me what kind of hills I liked to ski, and I told him I liked anything but black with moguls.
Since this is intended to be a place for folks to find updates on the progress of Gathering Spartanburg, I thought it might be helpful to provide an update.
There is a clear, consistent, but often overlooked message for the Church in the Epistles. When the Spirit was poured out at Pentecost and the first church was established, there was a deep sense of unity and community around the power and truth of the gospel (Acts 2 and 4). As these first Christians sought to share the Good News and make disciples of Jesus Christ, their work – or rather the work of the Holy Spirit through them – was under constant attack, the defeated Enemy desperately trying to slow the tide of the coming Kingdom. Where did he turn? How did he attack? He sought to undermine the very things the Spirit had established: truth and unity.
I think the apostles in Acts 1 must’ve been incredibly anxious. They had just witnessed Jesus’ death, resurrection, and ascension. They’d been given the commission to go as His witnesses to the ends of the earth, but for now they had to wait. Wait and pray. That’s all they could do.