

While in NYC, I had the distinct pleasure of meeting a guy by the name of Dave Weston (the guy in the tan jacket). Dave and another friend of mine, Robert Beckman, were missionary buddies with the IMB over in Europe a few years back. Dave is a man who has seen it all. He played University of Tennessee football and graduated from there with a degree in Psychology. He then went on to become a captain in the U.S. Army, serving ten years with the calvary. As a missionary, he’s been to Turkey, Malaysia, Singapore, most of Europe, and my favorite, Iraq, just after the second U.S. invasion in 2003. Any man that will follow God to Iraq, something I have even questioned myself whether or not I would do, is a guy I’m a fan of. As of lately, he and his wife have been resided in NYC. Right now, he runs the David Dean House in Brooklyn, while leading a small gathering of Christ-followers. He’s good friends with Neil Cole, and teaches with him on occasions, as well as teaching at a local seminary in the city. As we spent a few days and nights exploring NYC, I managed to gain some valuable and indispensable lessons from him. I learned that it is possible to connect with and reach out to people living a life different than the life I have been called to, and he demonstrated how to do this with extreme ease. One comment he made in particular that has struck me as astounding was when talking about the spiritual environment in the East Village, he said that there is a great spiritual conversation going on in the East Village, but Christians aren’t invited. It just kind of slapped me in the face. I know that Christendom is dead, but I can’t believe that Christians have lost so much of a voice that when a spiritual conversation is going on, no one even thinks to ask a Christian. One example of how this might have come about was on Thursday night, I was back at the apartment, and Boomer, Adam, Robert, and another Dave were in Union Square. It was about 12:00 at night, and there were, as the story is told, hundreds of people just hanging around. As the group worked their way around the area, they came across a stereotypical street preacher talking to a group of young adults. He was preaching the usual rhetoric, and one man in the crowd, stopped him and stated that he was no Christian, but that he had read the Bible a little and that the Jesus that he had read in the Bible was nothing like the way this street preacher was like. He said that if Christians lived the way Jesus lived, then he might would want to be one. After the preacher told him off, Adam and Boomer pulled him aside and talked to him for about half an hour. But hearing that story when they got back made me realize how far off base some of us have gotten from the original telling of the Jesus story. It rips me apart and makes me want to cry. Cry for Jesus, whom I and others have desecrated his image; cry for those who because of our actions, have turned from Him; and cry for the preacher and for me, who all have some bits of “street preachers” in us, and have not fully grasped the Gospel. God, we pray for these issues listed above. We pray that you will continue to break us and humble us, so that we can shed thousands of years of Christendom, and that we may be able to live lives worthy of your calling in the context of this day and age. Another quote from our first meeting with Dave Weston was this, “Before we figure out what our purpose of life is, let’s figure out what God’s purpose is.” God, that is our ultimate prayer, may we see your purpose with this life, with this creation you’ve made, and may we work along side you in this mission, not in front of you.