There was a time in America where the church (Its people, its truth.) stood at the forefront of much that went on in community after community. In early New England every town had a church building and people gathered there. At one point it was said that “every five miles” a church building was to be established. People wanted the church and the church wanted people.

New revelation has continued to show us that we are the “church”. People! Not buildings or places of gathering, but the gathering place itself.

So much changed because the church was unable to identify with those that came in. They did not wear jackets or ties. They did not look like the church’s understanding of Christianity. Clearly we have passed that place. But have we come to understand just what is important in the church?

Have we been willing to recognize why things did not work?

Let me say I have been in some pretty wild meetings in my day. Some of it was God and some of it was people believing it was God, wanting it to be God. But to me, it was clear why some things did not or do not work.

I have been pretty quiet the last month or so since my hospitalization of a few days. I have felt that things have been out of kilter. (Two Nations Divided By A Common Language tell us it means out of good health, good condition.)Admittedly that has been me. But so many times I have found that I have taken on a burden not my own, or something in the atmosphere. I think a lot of this is about trust, faith and what we are facing.

Much is changing, much is to be changed.

I am not going to dwell on “what does not work” other than to move on from it. (Clearly, there are many willing to cast aspersions upon the “non-working” aspects of the church. A recent story in the news reminded me of how unforgiving that a portion of the church can be. How “old testament” oriented in the treatment of people or news.) What I will say boldly is “love covers a multitude of sins”.

We are on the edge of something big, something amazing and what I see is people all huddled up, held back with “what ifs” and every now and then someone jumps off. I saw myself at the bottom along with others saying “come on! The water is fine”.

We can be held back by wrongly divided scripture. We can avoid things “by the appearance of evil”. We can fear things because of the presence of “wisdom”. We can denigrate others because of “I never saw that!”

Or we can simply take the plunge.

Many years ago I wrote about the agitation the prophetic voice creates. It is part of the reason I have held back recently. I am looking for His Kilter. His good health. His good condition. I am seeing it. But not from looking down and pointing to those in the waters, but looking up and seeing the huddled folks on the edge. Wanting. Waiting. Wilting for something so close.

Yesterday while in prayer preceding service, I felt one thing and saw a second. I felt God was looking upon and at people saying “I believe in you.” The second was I saw large rolls of newspaper print unraveling. I shared with our body, I saw God writing the stories and that He was being published in a mighty way. While standing with another person I shared these words confirmation, convocation and celebration.

There is a jump to be made. It is not a gradual, but an actual jump. The way we have gone about many things has not worked, is not working. It is time for a jump start! We have become satisfied with little when God is looking to impart lots.

Today…believe for the impossible. Ask God for the impossibles to come forth.