Tabor College


This semester at Tabor College I’m taking a preaching and public speaking class. And guess what!? We have to preach!

Preaching to your classmates (ie. “preaching to the converted”.. heh..) is at once nerve-wracking, and also a great joy.

Here’s how it works: Everyone in class listens to your 10 minute mini-message and writes a few things they liked plus a few areas you could improve. I suspect most pastors out there rarely get that level of detailed feedback from so many people all at once. And thankfully everyone has been encouraging and constructive.

This is my second message prepared for this class, simply titled “God’s presence.” We spend so much time thinking about what we need to do in order to reach out to God. The incredible thing to consider is that God Himself is actually reaching out to us. It’s such an awesome thing to realise.

A few notes on the audio – you’ll hear the whirring of the fans in the background, and that little buzz you hear a couple of times is a little handheld gadget that buzzes to let you know you’re nearly out of time! Yes, I’m a bit geeky…

Click here to listen: Mark Jones – Gods presence

Sydney Harbour at dawn

“Are we there yet?” My three year old daughter is already following in the footsteps of generations of kids stuck in the back seat on long car trips. It’s an impatient question, and one that can be applied to lots of situations.

Speaking personally, I’ve spent much of my life in a state of impatience. I couldn’t wait to turn 16 so I could undergo my learner driver’s test. I couldn’t wait to turn 17 to get my provisional license. I couldn’t wait to finish school and start university. I couldn’t wait to finish university and start work. When Heather and I were engaged, I couldn’t wait to get married. I’ve not been very good at waiting.

When it comes to Christian life, we’re all on a relationship journey – we’re getting to know more about God, understand Jesus’ impact in our lives, and respond to the leading, prompting and comforting of the Holy Spirit each day. There are times when I can’t wait to know what God’s got in mind for the next day or chapter of my life. There are also times when I’m trying to escape from what I believe He has in mind for me, but that’s another story.

Church denominations are a bit like this too. As discreet parts of the wider church body, each denomination like the Anglicans, Pentecostals, Baptists, Catholics, Churches of Christ etc are all striving to discover and fulfill their destiny as churches. Some are asking “What part will we play in a revival in the Great South Land of the Holy Spirit?” And when is the revival coming? Again, another story.

I spent a lot of time growing up as a member of the Uniting Church. And one of the things that bugged me about the Uniting Church was this “are we there yet?” question. The denomination was formed by the combination of Methodist, Presbyterian and Congregational churches. It was in the process of “uniting” and by implication felt as though it wasn’t yet “united.”

I’ve just been reading through some of my notes from my first semester at Tabor and there’s a quote I wrote down from college principal Peter Carblis: “We don’t have to achieve unity, we just have to recognise that anything else is not possible.” There’s so much freedom in that statement.

You see, we already are the body of Christ. Jesus, the head of the church, only sees one church (the people, not the buildings). We are unified by our respect and love for each other, inclusive of our differences. Our administrative and theological differences are, to some extent, man-made and largely irrelevant from Christ’s perspective.

So to answer the question, we are already there. We just don’t realise that we’ve already arrived – it’s a question of readjusting our hearts, minds and attitudes to reflect the reality that Christ sees.

I went to a Catholic mass a few weeks ago – a first! As a member of the protestant, or evangelical church, I’ve never had a reason to visit a Catholic church except on tourist duty in France, but that’s another story…

The funny thing was that I went to mass for a college assignment (write a report on your visit to a church that’s different to your own church background). And I say funny, because “I’m here on an assignment” was the answer I gave the priest when we shook hands at the end of the service – he asked questions about whether I was new and why I was visiting. I’m sure you’re supposed to make up another answer in such circumstances, but hey, everyone must have noticed me scrawling away in my notebook, failing to say the right thing at the right time, and missing all the cues to bend down on one knee at appropriate times. So I’d already figured the game was up!

Anyway, I took away two lasting impressions. Firstly, I felt much more comfortable than I thought I would – we are, after all, all Christians despite our different perspectives.

Secondly, hung high on the wall at the front of the church was a wooden cross with Jesus affixed, head bowed, and a crown of thorns fastened firmly on his head with little trickles of blood on his forehead.

Back in class the following week, the subject of crosses came up (funny that, given we’re at college…but anyway). Other students remarked on the cross in the Catholic churches the visited too. I wasn’t sure what had intrigued me until our lecturer (& Tabor founder) Barry Chant observed that Catholic churches typically depict Jesus on the cross, while protestant churches depict an empty cross. BINGO!

I’d grown up looked at an empty cross. The significance? The bible says Jesus died on the cross, died, was buried, and rose again. The empty cross symbolises the fact that he did not remain on the cross. The Catholic church has a different perspective in that they choose to focus on Jesus’ suffering – he’s symbolically still on the cross in their eyes.

Now don’t get me wrong here, I’m trying not to make a judgement call either way. But this line of thinking is an extension of an earlier post where I asked about your image of God. Is He the fire and brimstone God, or the loving and kind God? I’m amazed at variety of perspectives that have emerged from a single, incredible, event in history.

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