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Spiritual Warfare

Laura and I have now been living in Cincinnati for over a month. When we first set out to move here, I had two assumptions.

First, ministry is going to be difficult and we will likely face opposition.

Second, God has given me a great wife and family and our home would be a place of sanctuary and rest.

Ironically, Satan has reversed these assumptions and attacked my strongholds. We have yet to close on our house here, meaning that we are living here but not allowed to really settle in and make it our home. Our mortgage company has been uncomfortable with the fact that our income is from support, thereby increasing the paperwork and difficulty in completing this loan. This has caused incredible frustration and stress because we can’t really settle in, which, in turn, has caused a great burden on our family and marriage. It doesn’t sound like a big deal when I type out this paragraph, but it has been some of the most difficult weeks I can recall.

But the area where we expected the most trouble has been going very well. We have been greeted with open arms by many people in the community and everyone we talk to seems geniuinely excited about our vision for starting a church in this city. God has even blessed us by providing some friends who have a similar desire for Cincinnati, like this guy, and we are working together at building this church.

Its been awesome to network with people in the city and discover just how many people want to see a thriving downtown church plant.

So Satan has conceded the progress of the church for now and gone after our home. We are now praying that our closing on our house will be complete in the next 2 weeks so we can finally make this house a home and start using it for ministry.

Hello, Cincinnati

The view from our living room

As of today, we have been residents of Cincinnati for one week. We live about a block from a hospital, which is great if we have an emergency, but not so great when ambulances decide to scream into the ER at 2 am every night.

This pic is the view from our living room. The house on the left is an inner city ministry called “City Cure.” Their president has agreed to help me learn about inner city ministry. The group of buildings looming just above the City Cure roofline is Christ Hospital. They like to wake us up at night.

God has been graciously connecting us with other awesome believers in town, whom I hope will show me around and help me to understand Cincinnati better. I met John a few days ago, who found me by reading this blog. We had coffee and spent a few hours together, talking about ministry, the church, and how to be an effective witness in Cincinnati. John is one of those shave-your-head-and-grow-a-beard types, kind of like Andy Mckee, which goes a long way if you want to intimidate someone. But this guy loves Jesus and doesn’t want to waste his life (thanks, Piper). Fun dude.

I definitely have a great deal to learn and can’t wait to get started.

The move here was quite an adventure. Our front lawn in Louisville was filled with our furniture and other things, getting loaded into our moving truck, when it started raining. The fine fellows who helped us move everything out there was kind enough to move everything back into our living room, only to move them back out again once the rain stopped.

We prayed for the rain to stop. Evidently, we experienced only a light drizzle compared to the other parts of the city, which had bucket sized drops of rain dumped on them. This was an answer to prayer for sure.

Fortunately, a friendly team of local Cincinnatians helped us move in from the soon to be renamed Seven Hills Church (changing their name to Grassroots Community Church; I dig it!), Centerpoint Community Church, and others.

I haven’t had much time to tour the town yet, but I have met many of my new neighbors and some other locals. My next step is to try to immerse myself in the local culture, meet a million new people, try to make some new friends, and wear a sandwich board and tell people they’re going to hell or something.

Help me name a new church!

I have compiled a list of potential church names and I need your feedback. Please choose up to three different names that you like best. Here’s a few things to keep in mind:

1. This will be an “urban” type church in downtown Cincinnati.

2. This will be a church that focuses on racial unity.

3. This church will try to reach college students.

4. This church will try to reach professionals.

5. This church will try to reach the poor.

6. This church will be a Gospel-centered church.

Ok. Tell me what you think! Please leave any additional church name ideas in the comments section or anything else you think.

Which church names do you like? (Select up to three)

  • Center City Church (44%, 8 Votes)
  • New City Church (28%, 5 Votes)
  • City United Church (28%, 5 Votes)
  • City of Refuge (22%, 4 Votes)
  • One City Church (17%, 3 Votes)
  • King City Church (11%, 2 Votes)

Total Voters: 18

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When a Black Man Marries a White Woman

Few people actually think of themselves as racist. It is social suicide.

But that doesn’t keep people from harboring subtle prejudices in their hearts that may seem innocent enough. Some of the most bigoted things I have ever heard from other peoples’ mouths were often preceded by the phrase, “I’m not a racist, but…”

Many feel that racial reconciliation should be sought — as long as white daughters don’t marry black men, or as long as black daughters don’t marry white men. Of course, this is all couched in the sincerest of concerns, such as, “I’m not a racist, but I just think that this will cause unnecessary problems in your marriage. What will people think?” Or, “I’m not a racist, but what if you have children? Do you really want them to grow up being half-white and half-black?”

When I was working at a Circuit City store once, I had a customer who was buying a computer from me. While asking some questions, he looked past me and saw an inter-racial couple in an adjacent department. He didn’t hesitate to confide in me, “I just think that’s disgusting.” I not only found his remarks offensive, it was also offensive that he thought that he could share them with me, a total stranger!

How, then, can a bi-racial couple navigate the treacherous waters of bigotry in their marriage? These are some of the questions I hope to learn about as I seek to plant a church in Cincinnati. This article from the AP highlights some of the various issues involved in race and religion.

But one thing is certain: true racial unity does not come about by seeking unity as an end in itself; this is only fool’s gold. That is like building a friendship on being friends. Friendship is built on a common interest; a common love. There’s lots of talk in the media about racial reconciliation recently, but the talk has been about racial reconciliation for its own end.

This is idolatry. We cannot expect to see any traction in racial reconciliation until we are willing to unite around something other than race. We can still talk about it and work towards solutions, but unity for its own sake lacks unifying power.

I like A. W. Tozer’s solution:

One hundred pianos all tuned to the same fork are automatically tuned to each other… They are of one accord by being tuned, not to each other, but to another standard to which each one must individually bow. So one hundred worshipers meeting together, each one looking away to Christ, are in heart nearer to each other than they could possibly be were they to become “unity” conscious and turn their eyes away from God to strive for closer fellowship. Social religion is perfected when private religion is purified.

For this reason, I am convinced that a racially unified church is not only possible, it is more likely to unify than any government program or a litany of “conversations.”

And I dream of a racially unified church filled with racially unified marriages, too.

You Should Move to Cincinnati With Me

Because its in the top 100 places to raise a family.