Does God Reward the Faithful?

Well, 57% of megachurch attendees think so, at least according to a 2007 Baylor University survey.

So reports a fascinating article in AdWeek (HT: Bob Carlton, finder of all articles stimulating).  The point of the article is to once again remind advertising and marketing peeps that Americans are a very religious people.  In fact, we are surely the most religious of all industrialized countries.

This is a point I try to make repeatedly, like I did a couple weeks ago when reflecting on my time in Australia.  And I make it right at the outset of The New Christians.  In Australia, committed Christians really are dealing with a large segment of the population with no Christian background.  It makes catechesis particularly relevant, and you can see why programs like the Alpha Course catch on there and in the U.K.

But in the U.S. in general, and in my locale in particular, Christianity is in the drinking water.  Every year that I taught confirmation class at Colonial Church while on staff there, parents with no connection to the church would arrive in September with their 15-year-olds and enroll them in the program.  Confirmation at Colonial was a fairly rigorous, 12-month process that included lots of church history and theology, two retreats, spiritual disciplines and a summer mission trip.

To this day, the churches in my hometown have between 50 and 200 ninth graders in their confirmation classes.  And while those numbers skew higher than other parts of the country, Minnesota is still one of the most progressive (read, liberal) places in the country.  And yet, here we are, full of big churches and big youth groups.

Nevertheless, erstwhile church planters journey around this land, claiming that they’re going to save the “most unchurched city in America.”  Which city is that?  Depends on whom you ask (as we discovered this summer on the Church Basement Roadshow).

While it’s true that too often those who work in advertising, marketing, journalism, and politics have underestimated the religiosity of Americans, those of us in the church world dare not make that same mistake.

By the way, in answer to the opening question: The rain falls equally on the just and the unjust.

ABC Interview

Yes, that ABC: The Australian Broadcasting Network.  I was interviewed for their religious issues show, Sunday Nights, by Noel Debien.  He was fantastic — thoughtful, knowledgable, curious.  Everything you want in a long-form interview.  Afterwards, he told me that I was “passionate” and “discursive.”  Looking back, I probably could have been less discursive!  But, oh well, I’ve always appreciated tangents.

Tony Jones on Sunday Nights, Australian Broadcasting Network

A Report from Black Stump

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Australia Day Four – A Day Off

My hosts mercifully gave me a day off on Friday.  I needed it, since I was honestly tired of hearing myself talk.  Duncan, who has now blogged about my visit, and his wife, Ennis, drove me to Broadbeach on the Gold Coast.  From there, we walked north along the gorgeous beach to Surfers Paradise and had a leisurely breakfast as we watched “nippers” being trained.

We arrived back at Duncan’s in time to hear Sarah Palin ramble incoherently about various topics and watch Gwen Ifill like a deer-in-headlights refuse to ask any follow-up questions.  Biden, I thought, was his usual knowledgeable self, if a bit dry.

(BTW, I think this is interesting to note: People in the States, and here in Australia, often talk to me about how the dominance of the U.S. is waning, how India and China are already the ascendant global powers, etc.  But, here in Australia, at 11 o’clock in the morning, the U.S. vice presidential debate was played in its entirety, both on television and radio.  And I imagine that also happened in most Western countries yesterday.  Do the Australians cover the Chinese financial markets with the same eye as the U.S. financial markets?  No.  Do they broadcast the parliament of India like they do the U.S. Congress?  No.

Globalization has surely relativized the dominance of the U.S. in world affairs, but from where I sit on the other side of the globe, the U.S. still captures the imagination of the world in a way that no other country does.  And, of course, the transparency of our political machinery aids in this.)

Duncan drove me to the airport and I had an eventless flight back to Sydney.  Fuzz retrieved me, and we made our way through rush hour traffic back to his place in The Hills.  Along the way, he told me many stories about his consulting work with youth ministry in Egypt, which sounds fascinating.

Carolyn and Fuzz then took me to dinner at their favorite seafood place and, as you can see below, ordered the seafood platter which means that we ate far too much food, complemented by a fine Australian white wine.

Like I said, it was good to have a day off.

Carolyn and Fuzz Kitto with the Seafood Platter

Carolyn and Fuzz Kitto with the Seafood Platter

Australia Day Three – Brisbane to the Gold Coast

I awoke at about 4am on Thursday, which was unfortunate.  But I made some coffee and did some writing.  Dave awoke a bit later and, likewise, sat and wrote.  He’s written several books on community organizing and such, and I am even more impressed with his theological vision for his neightborhood…and the world.  The two of us are in many ways sympatico, and I plan to come back here to West End Brisbane for a longer stay sometime.

Around 7:30, we walked a few blocks over to Black Star Coffee, which is presently housed in a small warehouse.  I watched (and filmed) as Matt roasted a batch of beans

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He’s already started a similar company (People’s Coffee) in New Zealand, and now he’s helping at Blackstar for a while.  Blackstar is a part of The Waiters Union, which is the community that Dave and Ange started when they moved back from India.  Their commitment to the community of West End is really astounding, and Blackstar is a part of that.  Matt joked about all of the emerging churches that have failed coffee houses in their pasts, and about how important it is to have a bigger vision than a cafe.  Well, these guys have a bigger vision.  They’re also true coffee connesiers, and they pull an amazing shot:

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The rest of the morning consisted of a personal and interesting conversation with a group that is basically the emergent-esque cohort in Brisbane.  We talked about life and church and ministry and theology.  I really, really enjoyed my time with these folks.

After lunch, Duncan drove me to his home on the Gold Coast.  We went to his gym for an hour, then out to dinner with his family.  On the way across the parking lot to the restaurant, it seemed that a tree was coming alive with birds.  Duncan explained they were rainbow lorikeets, which make a racket for about 90 minutes each evening:

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After dinner, another conversation with church leaders and others from the Gold Coast, then off to bed.  All in all, a long and gratifying day.  I get Friday basically off, so I’m looking forward to the down time.

Day Two in Australia – Brisbane

Carolyn Kitto and I both got up early and left for the airport.  Carolyn works for World Vision Australia, and she was heading for their annual day of prayer in Melbourne.  She was meeting Mike Pilavachi there, and he led the prayer day.

I flew to Brisbane.  As we pulled away from the jetbridge, I saw my suitcase on the tarmac and thought, “Oh, shit.”  It’s now 24 hours later, and I still don’t have it.

In Brisbane, I was retrieved by Duncan MacLeod, a long-time emergent blogger and networker.  He currently works for the Uniting Church in Australia (a 1970s merger of Methodists, Congregationalists, and Presbyterians).  We went to Duncan’s office for a couple hours and I caught up on emails, etc.

At noon, we left to have lunch and a 90-minute conversation with a group of about two dozen Baptist church planters.  The conversation was cordial and passionate.  We found areas of agreement and disagreement, to be sure.

After that, we went to meet up with Dave Andrews.  Dave is also known to many emergents around the world.  He and his wife, Ange, spent many years in India, living as a Christian communal presence.  A few years ago, they moved back to Brisbane where they founded the Waiters Union.  The name, Dave told me, comes from the idea that a good waiter is a helpful but not overbearing presence at a restaurant.  They’re trying to be the same in the West End of Brisbane.

As Dave describes a bit in the video below, the West End is Brisbane’s most eclectic, diverse, edgy area.  It’s full of ethnic restaurants, has a large aboriginal population, and is also struggling with gentrification and the concomitant rise in housing prices.

The Waiters Union is a collective of a few dozen people who live in several houses in this neighborhood.  As Dave told me, “It’s Christocentric, but not Christian.  Our value for membership in the community is not whether you ‘believe’ in Christ but whether you’re living a Christlike life.”  They’re quite involved in the activity of the neighborhood, and they’ve got several ventures like a fair trade, organic coffee roastery, which I’ll be visiting on Thursday morning.  The whole thing reminds me a bit of ReIMAGINE, and Dave said something that I’ve heard Mark say: “We’re caught between the emergent church and the new monastics.  Now quite one or the other, but a little of both.”

After dinner (see below), Dave and Matt drove me to a nearby church where Duncan hosted the local emergent network, called “Postcards.”  We chatted for a couple hours about all things emergent, then back to Dave’s house for a few hours of sleep.

Dinner in Brisbane…

…with Dave Andrews and Matt from the Waiter’s Union.

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Day One in Australia

It’s not a short flight from San Francisco to Sydney – about 14 hours. But I did get to watch Lawrence of Arabia, one of my all-time favorite films. Then I watched And When Did You Last See Your Father?. I wept at the end of that one, which is my wont on flights. In fact, I’ve cried more on airplanes than anywhere else.

It wasn’t that big of a deal on the Qantas flight to Sydney, since it was dark and no one was seated next to me. The flight from MSP to SFO was a different story. Bright as day and seated between two guys about my age reading business magazines, I read the last two chapters of Father Joe: The Man Who Saved My Soul and wept like a baby. That is a beautiful book of faith found, lost, and refound, written by Tony Hendra (who played Ian Faith in This Is Spinal Tap). I highly recommend it.

I arrived in Sydney at 6am and was retrieved at the airport by a long-time friend, Fuzz Kitto. I’m staying with Fuzz and Carolyn in Sydney, and their house is a bustle of activity with several young women living there now. The vibe there reminds me of Tom and Christine Sine’s Mustard Seed House in Seattle. The Kittos, of course, know the Sines and just about everyone else I know around the globe.

Since I refuse to use neck pillows, I didn’t sleep much on the plane and got pretty tired as the day wore on.  I spoke at a “book launch” for The New Christians at noon, then had a great time on a radio show for the Australian Broadcasting Network that will be aired on Sunday night.  In between, Carolyn took me to Coogee Beach for a Chardonnay.  That evening, we met with a dozen emergent church types for an incredible meal cooked by Fuzz that included the best pumpkin soup I’ve ever tasted.

I fell asleep in Carolyn’s car on the way back to the Kittos, and crashed hard when I saw the bed.

All in all, a great first day with many good connections.  And Sydney is a breathtaking city.