This week I would like to come closer to home. What really matters is the local church fellowship and how that local church fellowship enables the members of the congregation, whether formally members of the church or not, to be better disciples of Jesus. It is in the local church fellowship that you are either welcomed or shunned, encouraged or dispirited, and it is the local fellowship that is the public face of the church in your neighbourhood.
In the Methodist church we do not always have ordained clergy preaching to us and this morning, we had a local preacher, albeit one who is training for full-time ministry as a presbyter. He was challenging. Although he did not express it thus, his text was Jesus’ saying “I am the bread of life” and he challenged us to consider in which ways Jesus is the bread of life to us and in which ways we are the bread of life to those around us. To be fair, he is an excellent communicator and he has a personal living faith which he cannot hide, so, all in all, I felt he was actually helping us worship the Lamb rather than simply entertaining the sheep.
Taken with last week’s post about the church in Thyatira, and her spiritual descendants, I have some hope that going forward we will have men raised up by God to lead the church who do know what God requires of them. I can only hope that there is a sufficient number of them sufficiently soon. Because the church in Britain needs an infusion of good, God-fearing leadership.