A moral tsunami sweeping young people out to sea
Having spent the past month in Africa with the World Racers, this idea of abandonment has really become a reality. This is a group of young Jesus-followers who aren’t settling for Vacation Bible school or a one-week trip to Mexico to build houses; they desperately want to see the kingdom of God advanced, and the Lord has been faithful with signs and wonders.
Jesus replied, “You know how to interpret the appearance of the sky, but you cannot interpret the signs of the times.” -Matthew 16:3
As a teenager, my best friend’s dad was a pastor of a large PCUSA church who preached on this passage. My friend showed me where his dad kept his pornography magazines in his office over the garage. His dad later divorced his wife who had MS, moved from the Midwest to Florida, became a used car salesman, then died of cancer from smoking too much.
The Bible says, “Don’t let many of you become teachers” for a reason.
Most of us are primarily tactical, that is, we’re not strategic. Jesus says to pray for daily bread because we tend to live day-to-day. We do what we’ve always done, not really analyzing whether or not it will make any long-term difference. It is this approach that allows one generation to completely fail in the one task that it views as more important than any other, the task of passing its values and faith on to its sons and daughters.
Because of the enormous disconnect between the way that Jesus raised disciples and the way that we disciple, young people are failing to understand and follow his radical gospel. Barna statistics show that the percentage of teens who are evangelicals declined from 10% in 1995 to just 4% today. One student in six will continue going to church after leaving the church.
The elephant in the living room is that within a generation, the Church in America will have, for all practical purposes, died. Europe has pioneered the downhill slope to oblivion. The seat of the Reformation has become an agnostic’s paradise. Its churches stand as empty monuments to a bygone era when families walked to their local parish.
If you want to see the future of Des Moines or Phoenix or Atlanta, all you have to do is catch a flight to Heathrow and ride the tube in any direction for half an hour. Get off and ask for the local church. It will be a beautiful old building that sits empty, but for a few old people on Sunday. That is America’s ghost of Christmas Future. About 5% of the population believes in Jesus and less than half the population believe in God. A foggy nihilism as bleak as the weather has settled over the population where once glad hymns were sung.
We are sliding in this direction much faster than we realize. The Asian tsunami offers a good analogy. First, the water along the beach’s edge was sucked out to sea leaving behind schools of fish flopping in the sun. The parallel is that faith in America is similarly drying up. We see the individuals who don’t make it, and we see the dry moral environment. But what we can’t see is the tidal wave of societal change that will occur as the next generation matures and has nothing to pass on to their children.
Given this bleak forecast, what is a true believer to do? Jesus gave us the answer repeatedly when counseling people caught in society’s death grip. “Get radical!” Peter Lord says, “Go with the goers.”
Take the young people you know with a fire in their bellies and spend a month or two ministering in the poorest slums you can find.
Leave everything behind. Discover the Jesus of Matthew 10. The following summer, if you still have a job, spend two months in the slums of Bombay. You’ll find that Jesus has gone on ahead and is waiting for you there.
If you’re really daring, send your young Jesus-follower off on the World Race
for a year-long initiation process that will mark him or her for life.
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This is probably the truest thing you’ve ever written. I wish it weren’t so. When i plumb the MySpace pages of the teens i know and love I see the fruit of my generation’s pursuits. We are on the Titanic.
I am trying to cultivate a teen for your world race, but there’s still several years to go.
I read this and know I need to say something… and I can’t come up with anything better than you just said, so- amen.