Live the Adventure


If most people were asked to describe “church” in one word, and they were honest, here’s what I think they would say: “Boring.”

For many people church equals boring. And honestly, that’s probably the main reason they don’t come.

Why is it boring? I believe church is boring because we’ve changed what it means to be the church!

John Elderedge wrote a fascinating book called Wild at Heart.

He says that men want three things out of life. They want a battle to fight, an adventure to live, and a Beauty to Rescue. He says those drives are ingrained in us at birth and they are evidenced by the way we play as children.
Elderedge writes, “Capes and swords, camouflage, bandannas and six-shooters—these are the uniforms of boyhood. Little boys yearn to know they are powerful, they are dangerous, they are someone to be reckoned with.”

Elderedge goes on to say that women essentially want three things too: they want to be fought for, they want an adventure to share, and they want to have beauty to unveil.

Here’s the problem we have in church. We ask the men to stop longing for the adventure and we ask the women to stop wanting to share the adventure. We want everyone to be nice, and quiet and still! That’s church.

I pick up the Bible and you know what I see? Adventure. This is an adventure book if there ever was one! Sample the biographies.

Abraham, get up and leave the security of your home and family and travel with me to a land I will show you.

David, get that giant. Five smooth stones will do.

Joshua, walk around that city and blow the trumpet. You won’t believe what will happen next.

Jesus said it most clearly, “Peter, James, John.” Fishing is a fine diversion but let me turn you on to a real adventure: follow me and I’ll teach you to fish for men.

Paul, oh Paul. Ride the waves of revolution. Charge the very gates of hell with the gentle grace of a man who is full of me. Taste the salt of the Adriatic Sea in the stormy season. Weather the beatings of the hostile Jews. Laugh with friends into the wee hours of morning. Walk the long stone highways of Rome until the blisters on your feet turn hard and calloused.

That’s the calling of God. He wants us to live. He becomes us to come and live the adventure. Will you do that?

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