To illustrate my last post.
Eight years ago, I spent a summer living in a house (supposedly an old brothel that had been renovated, but that’s another story) with five other guys. It got so dirty with our lack of cleaning, by the end of that summer, there were foot-high mushrooms growing out of the floors.
They grew out of the dirt and grime in the darkness. They were tall and unavoidable. They would graze your feet as you tried to step over them. They seemed to multiply best in the cracks and crevices.
This is what I mean by a spontaneous and sustainable, organic and reproducible movement of churches.
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Awesome. So which brothel are you planting your church in?!
ok, not healthy for inside your home…but i absolutly love this picture for the church! May you grow many mushrooms my friend.
hey Dave.. wouldn’t that be neat… i know the olive branch up in markham use to be a ‘gentleman’s club’…
aaron – definitely not cool in the home… i don’t think my wife would ever let that happen now!
That’s a gross…yet interesting illustration. I do think it is the church’s place to grow out in the midst of hurt and brokeness where people need it the most.
Great post. I look forward to reading more.
Brad Ruggles
http://www.bradruggles.com
Brad, thanks for swinging by… stay tuned!