Sunday, July 29, 2007
it's just jesus.
this is what worship at journey looked sunday before last. it's part of what it looked like, anyway. just a wall, in the back of the room, where the water fountain is. near the big door leading into the pool hall/art gallery/middle school space/ping pong room/junk place. and fenech and other beautiful journeyers transformed it.
it's just a little table. it came from somebody's living room. it's just candles. it's some plastic sheets of table covers, hung from pipes, with duct tape. it's a leftover tv. it's a powerpoint slide projected with a borrowed projector on the back wall, since we were facing the back of the room this time.
it's not a cathedral, or a sanctuary. it's just a room. it's not fancy stuff; it's stuff nobody needed anymore.
it's just jesus, with a meal of some bread and some fish.
it's just people, screwy and beautiful.
it's just the kin-dom of heaven, here, among us, among you.