I-Heart

Ok, if you are friends with me on Facebook, or follow me on Twitter, you have probably seen an ABUNDANCE of #theiheartfilm lately. What is that?
A few years ago the guys over at Hillsong United in Sydney had an idea. Over the next 2 years, they filmed every experience they had, everything they saw, and everyone they met as they circled the globe... a couple of times. What they began to realize is that every story, every individual story, ultimately points to one story... THE story. Over 500 days of editing later, The I-Heart Revolution finally hit the big screens. I went with my cousin Miranda to see it in Raleigh last night and was blown away... not to mention totally humbled.
I knew going into it that we were about to be a part of something huge, but didn't realize to what extent that would be. I can't even find the words to describe it to you right now. It's about love, justice, hope. It's about mankind. There are people all over the world who are hurting. There are people living in conditions that seem unimaginable, yet to them.... it's their everyday life. It made me wonder how I got this life, and not that one. How did Mary Clyde Peacock end up with a roof over her head, and a bed to sleep in, and food in the pantry?? These are things that I take for granted every day of my life. I have even come to expect to have them. And why shouldn't I? It makes me angry and breaks my heart to think that there are those that have NEVER had these things that are basic human rights. So why did I get so lucky? Just because I was born in a different place than someone else doesn't mean that my life should automatically be better. Just because we are so far removed from a situation doesn't mean that we can't do something about it. There was one part of the film that talked about this guy who was a leading abolitionist in England back in the 17 and 1800's... William Wilberforce. One of the things he said was "You may choose to look the other way, but you can never say again that you did not know." That pretty much sums up how I felt when I walked out of the theatre last night. I am aware, and there is no way I can stand by and do nothing. Choosing to do nothing is not choosing to be neutral. There should be justice for these people. I know what you are thinking, "I put my couple of dollars in the plate as it passes at church," or "What can I do? I live too far away, and I'm only one person." or "I agree, it's awful, but that isn't what I'm 'called' to so I'll let someone else do it and it will be OK because I'm still going to church, and praying, and worshipping." Check this out....


"I can't stand your religious meetings.
I'm fed up with your conferences and conventions.
I want nothing to do with your religion projects,
   your pretentious slogans and goals.
I'm sick of your fund-raising schemes,
   your public relations and image making.
I've had all I can take of your noisy ego-music.
   When was the last time you sang to
me?
Do you know what I want?
   I want justice—oceans of it.
I want fairness—rivers of it.
   That's what I want. That's all I want."

Amos 5:21-24 (The Message)

Ouch.
I am not saying, and I don't think God is either, that conferences and loud, fast, worship music and lights and all those things are bad. I'm simply saying, maybe we should check our motives. One of the things they said last night is "For too long, the church has made a big deal out of small things, and a small deal out of big things." I couldn't agree more. We live in a society of iPods and iGoogle and myspace and I, I, I and me, me, me. Let's change our thinking. Start asking yourself, "What can I do to change the world?" There are things you can do right here in your own town... all you have to do is take a little time to find out what. You can do it! We're all in this together.

If what we're doing inside the four walls of our church is having no effect in the streets we travelled down to get there.... maybe we're missing the point.

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