Dancing to the unforced rhythms

Following on from my last entry, I have been studying the life of the early church today. Looking at how they served one another and interacted with one another and their communities... This was truly Messy Spirituality in action, these flawed people made plenty of  mistakes in their attempts to live out their calling as the Body of Christ...

How different they must have been to the well ordered institutions ( on the surface any way) we find ourselves a part of today... often institutions where there is no place for those who dare not to follow the set plan...

Don't get me wrong I love The Church local and world-wide but I think it is about time that we owned up to our messiness again... so often we hide behind an idealised mask, and wear individual idealised masks unable to really get to know one another. Yet Jesus demanded the lowering of pretence, he took people as they were and loved them for who they were messiness and all...his creativity reaches down to our messiness and brings right order and healing, the building blocks of our lives like my children's Lego can be put together creatively and thoughtfully helping us to reach our full potential in Christ. He has a plan for us one that is unique, he will also build individuals together using our rough edges to create beauty in unexpected places.

The unforced rhythms are rhythms of the Spirit at work

John 3:5-8 (MsgB) 
    Jesus said, "You're not listening. Let me say it again. Unless a person submits to this original creation—the 'wind hovering over the water' creation, the invisible moving the visible, a baptism into a new life—it's not possible to enter God's kingdom. When you look at a baby, it's just that: a body you can look at and touch. But the person who takes shape within is formed by something you can't see and touch—the Spirit—and becomes a living spirit.
"So don't be so surprised when I tell you that you have to be 'born from above—out of this world, so to speak. You know well enough how the wind blows this way and that. You hear it rustling through the trees, but you have no idea where it comes from or where it's headed next. That's the way it is with everyone 'born from above' by the wind of God, the Spirit of God."

So much of my boxed in Theology has been overturned during the last couple of yearsand I have been struggling to rebuild it...I can't so I've decided to abandon myself to the unforced rhythms and allow the Spirit to blow away the chaff and create something beautiful for God...

Bet I struggle with the process though!!! Parts of me hate messy!