Sunday, September 18, 2005

My Church?

Whenever people ask my where I went to church in Las Vegas, I start telling the whole story. I watch them as I talk and think they look like I must when I ask some one how they are and they start talking about their entire life. It kind of makes me feel bad for them but I keep talking anyway. Hey, they asked.

On the other hand, when I talk about my friends in Las Vegas and all the great things they're doing, I tend to say they're from my church. Never mind that they attend Canyon Ridge, or The Crossing, or wherever, I believe that if they are my friends and they follow the same Christ I do, then they are from my church. Lately, I find myself correcting my...self. I don't call it My church any more but I say, "Look at what The church in Las Vegas is doing."

I read something by Watchman Nee a few years ago about the New Testament example of the church being the local congregation. That is, there was no recognized body above or below the church at Corinth, or Boston, or where ever. As I look back at our time in Nevada, I see the church not as all of our little groups that meet all over town, but as The Church at Las Vegas. I like that.

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I just got back from a whirlwind tour of Bulgaria and Romania. It was a big pain in the butt. But, I enjoyed seeing the different places and people. Bulgaria is awesome. Great food, beautiful scenery and nice people. To all you business folks out there, if you haven't invested in Eastern Europe, it's almost too late. Once these little countries get on the Euro, things won't be cheap anymore. If you ever find cheap air fare to Sophia, Prague, Budapest, or Bucharest, take it.


Blogger Chris Caldwell said...

I like that too, Dave - the Church of Las Vegas. Even though you are in Iceland, you are still a part of my church.

Miss you guys.

8:31 PM  

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