We think we know about mission.
We are the church.
That’s our speciality.
So we will look for those obvious needs
and those glaring wants
and go and pitch in.
when we have the time
when the setting is right.
We have lots to offer.
Maybe not much time.
Maybe not too many folk
But we are the church
And that has to count for something.
So we will go where we can be seen
We will go where we can be safe
We will go wherever we see a need.
And, if folk are less than enthusiastic
If they don’t seem to want our help
That’s their problem, not ours.
We are called to serve
We are called to mission
So we will serve and we will miss.
Because God is actually somewhere else.
Working in the places we don’t see
Or never thought of.
God is down all those blind alleys
that we would never venture.
Engrossed with real mission.
Too absorbed to notice our feeble attempts
in the wrong places
but if we asked.
If we sought God out before we plunged in
If we tracked God down
We would discover that there’s plenty
for us to be involved in
just not in the places we thought.
Maybe not even in the ways we imagined.
It IS mission.
But not as we know it.
And maybe next time we assume
That we know where and when and how
Instead we will keek round the corners
And down those bind alleyways
And listen for God’s laughter
Listen for God’s great sobs
As wounds are bound
And hurts are tended
And broken and bruised lives
Are loved back to health.
Then we might know
That mission belongs to God.
And then we might be grateful
That God shows us where and when and how
And invites us to join in
To take part in the work of God in our world.
Liz Crumlish 2009