Fire pit
My brother stuffed newspapers and blocks of wood into his new copper fire pit. He lit it, while we pulled camp chairs around and sat mesmerized by the flames. The kids gathered around and began telling stories, long, drawn-out stories involving a T-rex, zombies, fiery houses, and chopped off body parts. Our preschooler was quite impressed with the subject matter of his four-year-old cousin's story, so he included similar themes on his turn. Then an older cousin told a great story he must have heard before with repetition and variation on a theme. It was cute to see them all waiting to roast their marshmallows, making up stories, inspired by the firelight. I love that sense of creativity and community. I'd like to have a fire pit.
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what if a church gathering could leave us with the same feelings?
Maybe every church needs a fire pit? (and marshmallows, and cute preschoolers with vivid imaginations?) How do you see it happening?
I think it starts with an invitation. The pit is our life. The flames are our life experiences. No one person has the same "flames". We invite people into our lives and share our "flames". As we gaze on each others triumphs and tragedies, listen to who God revealed himself to be, that's time around the "pit". The marshmallows are the times we share together and enjoy one another's company. I don't think you'll ever get a "firepit" experience from a gathering. A "firepit" is much too intimate and personal for that setting. If you could get that from a gathering, who would need to work hard at a personal relationship? We want that feeling from a large group so we don't have to work at those personal things we face when we sit around and learn about each other's "flames". We are the church. It's up to us to gather, to bring others around us and into our lives so that we can learn and grow from each others experiences. Your flames are very cool Mrs. Kroeker. You got blue ones and green ones. They stir me and make me think. That's a good thing.
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